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  Besides Beards . . .

  by neat blue dog in

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  beards have been talked about a lot, especially with the recent wt article, but what about other types of non-mustache facial hair, like goatees chinbeards and soul patches?.

  in my own experience i've seen a white young man with big handlebars and a soul patch run mikes, do literature and give talks not too long ago.

  i saw a black older man with a sizeable soul patch as the focus of one shot in a jw.org video about an annual meeting a few years ago.

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  compound complex

  Greetings, Vidiot!

  Oh, now I get it! I'm sorry, too -- I missed your name altogether. If I can ever figure it out between my 2 antiquated computers, I'll post "Jesus," but not at the KH! No payment necessary!

  Best regards.

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  Besides Beards . . .

  by neat blue dog in

  1. watchtower
  2. beliefs

  beards have been talked about a lot, especially with the recent wt article, but what about other types of non-mustache facial hair, like goatees chinbeards and soul patches?.

  in my own experience i've seen a white young man with big handlebars and a soul patch run mikes, do literature and give talks not too long ago.

  i saw a black older man with a sizeable soul patch as the focus of one shot in a jw.org video about an annual meeting a few years ago.

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  Yes, Orphancrow -- someone's perpetual study! I like that.

  When I wrote of its depending on the local elders, I cannot say why one elder would seek me out before meeting and tell me to raise my hand high so that he would see it and, then, call on me.

  A personal agenda?

  Best wishes, Dear.

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  Where Home and Heart Reside

  by compound complex in

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  i am going home, yet not without sorrow;.

  for too long have i been adrift.. there was no place to call my own nor .

  anyone to take me in.. the price i paid for careless days of youth.

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  You're welcome, Matt!

  Thank you for the back story. I'm sorry about the persona non grata element of the story -- the sadly common thread that weaves amongst us all.

  Yes, formatting can be a problem; nonetheless, your words read well.

  Best regards.

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  Besides Beards . . .

  by neat blue dog in

  1. watchtower
  2. beliefs

  beards have been talked about a lot, especially with the recent wt article, but what about other types of non-mustache facial hair, like goatees chinbeards and soul patches?.

  in my own experience i've seen a white young man with big handlebars and a soul patch run mikes, do literature and give talks not too long ago.

  i saw a black older man with a sizeable soul patch as the focus of one shot in a jw.org video about an annual meeting a few years ago.

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  I guess it all depends on the local elders.

  As I wrote before, I have been allowed to comment at meetings although I have a full beard and haven't cut my hair in five years. The latest Memorial was my final meeting.

  It must be disconcerting to some ardent JWs to have a Christendom-styled Jesus (so I've been called) in their midst. Of course, I gave no talks from the platform nor did I go out in service.

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  Where Home and Heart Reside

  by compound complex in

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  i am going home, yet not without sorrow;.

  for too long have i been adrift.. there was no place to call my own nor .

  anyone to take me in.. the price i paid for careless days of youth.

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  Greetings, Matt:

  This is a graphic recollection of an observant child who's become a well-written man. I will reread your words to let them sink in. And read again . . .

  Thank you so much for posting.

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  Where Home and Heart Reside

  by compound complex in

  1. jw
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  i am going home, yet not without sorrow;.

  for too long have i been adrift.. there was no place to call my own nor .

  anyone to take me in.. the price i paid for careless days of youth.

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  That's all right, TB. No need to apologize.

  When I began posting on several different forums so many years ago, worried posters thought I was a suicidal female. I'm a guy with feet firmly planted on the ground. Well, mostly on the ground . . .

  Glad you like the poetry. THANKS!

  CoCo
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  Suicide or Real Freedom? - My Story As One Of Jehovah's Witnesses

  by dubstepped in

  1. jw
  2. experiences

  "sometimes i think the only thing i could do that wouldn't upset someone would be to kill myself.".

  those were the frustrated words of my friend as we stood out in his large yard in the country, just about to enjoy a nice bonfire on a beautiful night.

  what was it that could have been a lesser evil than killing himself?

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  Thank you, dubstepped, for sharing your story. Like some other forum members, I, too, am seeing this for the first time. Strange -- often we fail to see or respond to so many valuable and life-affirming threads.

  I now believe in possibility, but in nothing in particular. I don't have to know anymore. I am worried about controlling what is real today and what I can affect. At one point in my life I held that the Bible was the unerring Word of God. I'm sorry, but if a god wanted to give me a book that would give me the one path toward salvation, he should have made it clearer. That book is full of contradictions and some horrific atrocities performed by people following God's direction, so I just can't believe in it. I also can't believe that we humans are the top of the food chain and that nothing greater than us exists in this vast universe, so I do believe in some sort of "god" or energy or something bigger than us, but I can't tell you if it is benevolent or not. It just is whatever it is, and I'm not worried about it anymore.

  Likewise, when my eyes opened, my shattered faith encompassed disillusionment with both the Society's teachings and the stories of the Bible. What I highlighted from your copied and pasted paragraph above expresses exactly my current sentiments.

  I am not worried . . . I am NOT!

  With gratitude to you and your dear wife,

  CoCo
  
  
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  Where Home and Heart Reside

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  i am going home, yet not without sorrow;.

  for too long have i been adrift.. there was no place to call my own nor .

  anyone to take me in.. the price i paid for careless days of youth.

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  compound complex

  Yes, TimeBandit, just a poem. I appreciate your concern.

  My time of sorrow has passed; I reread what I have written in expression of former sorrow and am detached from it. Freedom . . . at last.

  With gratitude and wishing you and yours well.

  CoCo
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  TERROR

  by compound complex in

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  pointless .

  pointless and a waste of time (though it is 3 o'clock in the morning) to remain in bed when the energy expended in tossing and turning can be put to better use elsewhere.

  better use when i can get my mind out of the gutter and the realms of depression and despair that cater so willingly to the man held captive in his nightly horizontal prison.. i am up, thrusting myself from the uselessness of too much sleep, too much recumbence, too much nothing.. it's a given there's a force directing me beyond voluntary reflexes.

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  Pointless . . . pointless and a waste of time (though it is 3 o'clock in the morning) to remain in bed when the energy expended in tossing and turning can be put to better use elsewhere. Better use when I can get my mind out of the gutter and the realms of depression and despair that cater so willingly to the man held captive in his nightly horizontal prison.

  I am up, thrusting myself from the uselessness of too much sleep . . . too much nothing.
  

  It's a given there's a force directing me beyond voluntary reflexes. Really, now, do I want to leave the comfort and security of my house and take to the woods at this hour? Why do I even ask? Though an otherwise safe neighborhood mothers and comforts me in her protective embrace, still, there are small but noxious beasts that roam the roads that, during the daylight hours, pose no obvious threats. Nonetheless, I dress by rote and don my cap. Apprehensive, I open the back door.
  

  Drinking in the coolness and dampness of a wafting atmosphere characteristic of these delectable small hours, I instinctively go to my right. That direction takes me to the draw, the irresistible entity that has always been but chooses when and how to be seen, makes its presence felt, lays its terrors upon me . . .
  

  Terror has never been so delicious. . . .
  
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  Where Home and Heart Reside

  by compound complex in

  1. jw
  2. friends

  i am going home, yet not without sorrow;.

  for too long have i been adrift.. there was no place to call my own nor .

  anyone to take me in.. the price i paid for careless days of youth.

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  I am going home, yet not without sorrow;

  for too long have I been adrift.

  There was no place to call my own nor

  anyone to take me in.

  The price I paid for careless days of youth
  

  spent has been too dear.

  I look upward to a welcoming sky that beckons,

  reassuring that, soon, this

  Wanderer shall be home, in the warm and loving
  

  embrace of the cosmos.