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  Invisible

  by compound complex in

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  this place -- unknown to all but me -- has become my refuge.. at last, i have discovered a tiny spot out in the open -- i love open spaces -- where no one can see me.

  it is beautiful here while i watch people walk to and fro past me; yet, i am unseen.

  i yammer giddily at them, but they are completely oblivious to my presence, my antics, my mock plaints.. i laugh, but they do not laugh with me because they do not see the joke.

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  Beyond my own thoughts, LV101, you have given me a lot more to chew on! Yes, the anonymity of cyberspace. We have found a haven within the maelstrom.

  Invisibility -- a gift.

  So well put!

  THANK YOU!
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  Invisible

  by compound complex in

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  this place -- unknown to all but me -- has become my refuge.. at last, i have discovered a tiny spot out in the open -- i love open spaces -- where no one can see me.

  it is beautiful here while i watch people walk to and fro past me; yet, i am unseen.

  i yammer giddily at them, but they are completely oblivious to my presence, my antics, my mock plaints.. i laugh, but they do not laugh with me because they do not see the joke.

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  compound complex

  This place -- unknown to all but me -- has become my refuge.

  At last, I have discovered a tiny spot out in the open -- I love open spaces -- where no one can see me. It is beautiful here while I watch people walk to and fro past me; yet, I am unseen. I yammer giddily at them, but they are completely oblivious to my presence, my antics, my mock plaints.

  I laugh, but they do not laugh with me because they do not see the joke. They do not see me. At last, at long last, it is all right. At peace within, at peace without.

  I asked for anonymity, and it has been granted. I come to this busy thoroughfare of life and all her attendant beauties and vulgarities. I am here but no one sees me; therefore, no one rebukes me nor praises me nor gets involved. This is how I like it.

  I watch the crowd, but they are unaware . . .
  

  So totally unaware. . . .
  
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  The Conquered

  by compound complex in

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  2. friends

  my escape from a home beloved was of sheer and unqualified necessity.

  my people and i have been overtaken by a scorpion race of alien malefactors whose intent towards us is not one of beneficent intervention, but that of utter conquest.. if it were only the mere subjugation of a weaker species, we might have acquiesced, although begrudgingly.

  however, the terrifying reality enjoined upon us proved to be the conquerors' brusque insistence that their insatiable hungers be satisfied with our quailing flesh.

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  An open door beckons, urging escape from my prison.

  I stand at the threshold of promised freedom yet

  cannot cross my mind's blockade.

  I see Spring's newly leafed oaks, their canopy

  glistening and swaying,

  The forsythia and flowering quince all

  abloom, yet . . .

  Here I shall remain in my chosen

  prison,

  Dreaming of what I love yet fain

  can own.
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  Bye, Bye Love

  by compound complex in

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  heavy, heavy upon my failing heart weighs .

  your aching need for my full and loving devotion.. i spend myself willingly on your behalf because,.

  truly, your needs and wishes outstrip my own.. if i were young and wiry man, for you .

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  What is this wall, like brick and mortar, that separates

  your proud heart from mine contrite and broken?

  At one time -- I recall so very well -- your soul
  

  and spirit were joined in joy to mine.

  You are near me -- how clearly I see you --

  yet your eyes are miles away . . .

  So, too, your wandering heart that
  

  has left mine destroyed. . . .
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  Being a jobo. It's not the same as it was.

  by punkofnice in

  1. watchtower
  2. beliefs

  i've been hearing this from what i'd call 'dyed in the wool' type jobos.. 'it's not the same as it was a few years ago.....'.

  i believe from what comes back to me via my spies -.

  the dyed in the woolers are referring to how the gb are now blatantly pontificating threateningly it seems, about wanting money even from children, all the time.

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  Although I have already mentioned this on similar threads in the recent past, I will repeat the following:

  Before anyone here, on the forum, or those active in the "Truth," had an inkling of the widespread changes about to occur, Randy Watters had printed a quotation, in THE FREE MINDS JOURNAL, from a certain "Br. Morris" (I believe that was the surname). That declaration was culled from a District Convention talk, wherein the speaker said that certain changes were forthcoming and many JWs would not be happy with those changes.

  Oh, really?
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  Bye, Bye Love

  by compound complex in

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  heavy, heavy upon my failing heart weighs .

  your aching need for my full and loving devotion.. i spend myself willingly on your behalf because,.

  truly, your needs and wishes outstrip my own.. if i were young and wiry man, for you .

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  Dear Muddy Waters:

  Thank you so very much for your post. Allow me, please, to express my own sympathy for what you're currently enduring. We have all gotten older and sicker and now face the inevitable. My past brushes with the Grim Reaper woke me up to my own mortality, as you wrote. Fortunately, for both of us, he approached our doors, ready to knock, but reconsidered and turned on his heel and sought out someone else.

  I hope the following poem offers you some consolation. My detachment from the former sadness that inspired hundreds of poems and stories has faded away. Sure, I have my moments, but now it's like, "OH! Did I actually write this?"

  Blessings and peace.

  MY DAY'S LONG AND ARDUOUS JOURNEY winds down.

  Infinite night gracefully descends and takes me into her

  Welcomed embrace.

  I have no reason to fear the inevitable,
  

  That transition into a higher and

  More glorious state

  Than allowed me upon this

  Beautiful but angst-filled

  Habitation.

  I rejoice in what has been

  Prepared from early on.

  I await the call . . .
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  ...another "I" phone this one from apple..

  by zeb in

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  2. friends

  good grief thats all we need..... these phones take so much concentration from the world about them for their users they are dangerous.. i was out on my bike on a bike path and nearly skittled two teen somethings who just meandered out in front of me in 'convo' and with buds and oblivious to traffic about them.

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  not just teens either the law here gives heavy fines for anyone phoning or texting while driving..

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  LV101:

  Excellent analysis -- thank you! You state your points so beautifully and clearly. Speaking of points, to write with an unsharpened pencil is pointless . . .

  Best regards.
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  Bye, Bye Love

  by compound complex in

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  heavy, heavy upon my failing heart weighs .

  your aching need for my full and loving devotion.. i spend myself willingly on your behalf because,.

  truly, your needs and wishes outstrip my own.. if i were young and wiry man, for you .

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  HEAVY, HEAVY UPON MY FAILING HEART weighs

  Your aching need for my full and loving devotion.

  I spend myself willingly on your behalf because,

  Truly, your needs and wishes outstrip my own.

  If I were young and wiry man, for you

  I'd scale a rock and brave a torrent.

  Yes, that is what I do, no thought of self,

  To save my love from daily peril.

  Strength and life escape my soul while

  Succor I offer your own failing heart.

  It is no loss I gave my all to grant

  You life and bade my own adieu.
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  The Lesser God

  by compound complex in

  1. jw
  2. friends

  like the night before, and so many others too numerous to count, i am awake.

  widely and wildly.. stumbling to my crowded desk, i sit like a spineless lump upon my ladder back and settle in for the duration.

  i light a new candle, earlier fitted into a brass holder, and, by fits and starts, i commence putting pencil to paper.

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  Nancy:

  Saw a few movies about JV and loved them. Might've been the same movie where a modern-day artist recreated Vermeer's work. Astounding!

  THANK YOU!
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  Their interest in us is self-serving.

  by compound complex in

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  why these war-beasts have kept me on i haven't a clue.

  perhaps my ruddy complexion is a reminder of the basic hue of a home deserted yet scarcely forgotten.. .

  i cannot by any stretch of the imagination -- and there's been a great deal of such "stretching" lately -- attribute to these coarse and loathsome creatures any delicate sentiment characteristic of our gentler race.

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  compound complex

  Your writing, Nancy, is so clever, so good!

  THANKS!