i was looking at the archive of the books of the wts, and when i fall on the cover of this book of 1933, i can't empeach me to think, when i saw the nman in black, to think at the today's wts!.
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the goats are landing on the shore in fancy boats with drinks galore
the sheep are standing on the beach their little voices start to screech
look at the goats they laugh and dance and some are wearing real tight pants
but we know they are going to die when vicious angels fill the sky
this thought makes sheep feel really fine they want to watch as birdies dine
and so the generations pass like rhinos that are passing gas
the sheep believe their on the brink but prophecy just starts to stink
i met an aging, well, late sixties, pioneer sister a few days back, from a congregation four removes away, and a different circuit to my old congo.
i have known her since i was a kid.. i wasn't quite sure at first if she knew our "status" as we exchanged pleasantries, but it soon became clear she knew exactly our situation, that we walked away a few years ago.. she asked me about my views on life now, and listened respectfully, and said she appreciated my view, but a couple of questions that she threw at me, as in the thread title, showed that she was surprised that mrs phizzy and i had not gone off the rails after we left.. the mind control goes so very deep does it not ?
she was surprised that our marriage hadn't failed, and that we were now happy.. i wonder if she will ever make the connection that the jw org has lied to her about those of us who leave ?.
i guess 99.9 % of ex-jw's here could have predicted as much .
armageddon didn't happen in 1914. it didn't happen in 1925. it didn't happen in 1975. and it did not happen in 2014. since the wt society first predicted a world's end when their organization started in 1879 - 126 years have passed which according to any dictionary in any human language 126 years comprises of 4 separate generations each totaling 30 years each.
plus 6 years into a 5th generation.
Where has all the great crowd gone long time passing
where has all the great crowd gone long time ago
where has all the great crowd gone
gone to graveyards everyone
when will they ever learn when will they ever learn
ive not seen him on this new site--or do i need new specs.?
its usually hard to miss the old bugger
Outlaw
Have you seen the mutant spider dog?
not of your own accord would you slip away and leave this fragile and wounded man unattended.
i love you deeply, but, i admit, erratically.
my flaws are manifold.
I often read many men lamenting the fact that their wives won't leave the org but sometimes it's the wife that's ready to push the eject button at whatever cost. i wonder what they would do if their wife said I'm finished with them and then still breathing fire insists that they move thousands of miles away from the offending thing. Then she finally settles down when they start a new life in a new city where they don't know anyone.
not of your own accord would you slip away and leave this fragile and wounded man unattended.
i love you deeply, but, i admit, erratically.
my flaws are manifold.
They said she was a jezebel
who led her husband off to hell
but deep inside he knew the truth
for years he tried to be aloof
but she began to feel the pain
and soon she thought she'd go insane
and then one day they called them in
a friend revealed her spoken sin
he asked her please do not explode
but she began to lock and load
the elders ready for a fight
he knew it wasn't really right
and so their minds were now released
they packed their bags and headed east
(a true story)
i am perhaps a bit behind on this but i have just listened to " grandma got run over by a reindeer " sung by elmo and patsy .
it got me to thinking about christmas songs in general ,so i thought a thread about people's favourite christmas songs would be good .
please share your fave christmas music , a carol or something more modern .to start i will list my best carol as hark the herald and my best ever chart song as santa claus is coming to town by bruce springsteen .
I like Feliz navidad because it's such a happy song and everyone can sing it
i dreamed, once again, you were at my side talking, laughing, loving.
the sun warmed my face and you my heart as we lived a life forever.. i awoke with a start that left behind the land of our past, viewing my today for the misery and sadness that, truly, it is and ever shall be.. is it better to live in the land of dreams with the one i love or to exist alone and awake, recalling the dark intent that poisoned your heart?.
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I thought of a verse from the Judy collins song
Tears and fears and feeling proud to say I love you right out loud
dreams and schemes and circus crowds i've looked at life that way
but now old friends are acting strange they shake their heads they say i've changed
but somethings lost and somethings gained in living everyday
I've looked at life from both sides now from win and lose and still somehow
It's life's illusions I recall I really don't know life at all.
i dreamed, once again, you were at my side talking, laughing, loving.
the sun warmed my face and you my heart as we lived a life forever.. i awoke with a start that left behind the land of our past, viewing my today for the misery and sadness that, truly, it is and ever shall be.. is it better to live in the land of dreams with the one i love or to exist alone and awake, recalling the dark intent that poisoned your heart?.
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She sipped another glass of wine
She stole it from another time
When she was younger and naive
With all those dreams she did believe
that she would someday know for sure
The moon was made of green manure
did you see that one coming my brain twisted again
i dreamed, once again, you were at my side talking, laughing, loving.
the sun warmed my face and you my heart as we lived a life forever.. i awoke with a start that left behind the land of our past, viewing my today for the misery and sadness that, truly, it is and ever shall be.. is it better to live in the land of dreams with the one i love or to exist alone and awake, recalling the dark intent that poisoned your heart?.
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Taking that poem into "the meaning of life" or "truth" whatever that may be is a type of misery and sadness but one that opens the eyes to interesting possibilities. It is true that we may not find the answers to our questions but by being available and curious who knows what may be revealed. A good fantasy is like a sipping a glass of wine on the beach, it has it's value but then we have to move on and stare into the abyss of our universal ignorance of what are we doing here and keep looking because maybe we can learn "something" with the time we have left.
I guess I'm in one of those moods
