Warning danger Will Robinson
lost in space
"the way you walked was thorny, through no fault of your own, but as the rain enters the soil, the river enters the sea, so tears run to a predestined end.
now you will have peace for eternity.
" -- maleva, the wolf man.
Warning danger Will Robinson
lost in space
"the way you walked was thorny, through no fault of your own, but as the rain enters the soil, the river enters the sea, so tears run to a predestined end.
now you will have peace for eternity.
" -- maleva, the wolf man.
There is a fifth dimension beyond that which is known to man. A dimension as vast as space and as timeless as infinity. It is the middle ground between light and shadow, between science and superstition and it lies between the pit of man's fears and the summit of his knowledge. This is the dimension of imagination. It is an area which we call the twilight zone.
Rod serling
my freind (who is also out) and i were talking about this the other night.
i was a born-in, 3rd generation jw and she converted when she was in her late 20's.. when she left, she said that she knew the world wasn't as bad as she was told as a jw, so she knew she would be fine.
also, she still had lots of "worldly" family who welcomed her back with open arms.. it was harder for me - i had nobody in the "world", no family or freinds.
Not being a born-in, It is my observation that children at the hall have a unique life they are accepted and hugged by many adults and treated deceptively well as young children. However, as they age the web tightens and they are expected to drink the cool-aid and get with the program. So I think it's very difficult for them to leave because they have fond memories of a large accepting families in their youth and then their trapped. It's like leaving your homeland and culture and never seeing your family again.
i want to know the latest trend in jw land.
after i have disassociated from jw land last year, now my father has forced me to write a reinstatement letter.
and i will soon be reinstated back very soon because those cult elders will meet with me.
It is a vortex of stupid
i walk dogs.
it was not a career of choice but just sort of happened.
years ago, a client was planning a two-week vacation to jellystone national park and needed both a house sitter and a dog(s) sitter.
He's smarter than the average bear
I think it's how he wears his hair
He walks the dogs wearing a crimson ascot
look boo boo and unattended picnic basket
jellystone park yogi's home
there's a funny video about a husky that won't get out of bed
my first job before armageddonprologue: i left texas in 1974 and headed west to california to search for a job as an artist.
i didn't want to spend the rest of my life toiling for minimum wage as a janitor jehovah's witness.it was the year before 1975. as a jw, that should be a scary year.
not for me!i was determined to escape from all the influences of crazy people and to start living a real life.and now the story begins...______he was a tall man with a full and kinky black beard, glasses, and pretentious poseur pipe.. his name was jim rakey (rhymes with "flakey") and he belonged to a cult dedicated to the eternal truth: atlantis (the lost continent) would rise again from the sea as the enlightened government for all the world.
A classic line
i had an elder tell me once i was grieving holy spirit but i’m not sure how this dickhead knew..
the holy spirit cried that day
the sky was dark and very grey
oh holy spirit what's your game?
some might think you are insane.
no one understands your mood
a sensitive and fragile dude
some men would despair to be in my place.. i am immobile; this would seem an irreparable blow to what i have always perceived as the defining characteristics of manhood: taking risks, conquering new territory, marching forward with confidence toward a future of assured promise and prosperity.
however, this injury to my legs has become the final blow.
over the years, my once sturdy frame has been weakened by chronic illness.
It is tough as you grow older and the limitations are disturbing. Some days are better than others but overall it's hard to face not having the answers to our existence. I try to use my time investigating ideas that interest me and I have become fearless in my thoughts. When I need a break from reality I create imaginary sci fi worlds since I'm not given to food,drink,drugs and other traditional self medications. We do what we can to survive and what will be will be.
truest love, ever near, from my spring till winter.. your warm, supple skin is sheer delight to my touch.. gliding fingers up and down your spine tell me .
that, truly, heaven’s gates have opened to me.. treasures long hid from me cause my heart to.
melt as your trove of precious thoughts works .
That was amusing and I was inspired to begin writing something in response. However, as it developed I decided to back off on this one.
greetings, gourmands of the forum!.
i agree with garfield, but mayo comes in a close second.
slathering my pasta with an inch of best foods real mayonnaise (hellman's, east of the rockies) is close to heaven for me.
brush salmon with olive oil then squeeze on a little lemon add some spices of choice then slather with hellmans real mayonaise and bake VERY DELICIOUS