Don't forget logan's run
the carousel death ritual
RENEW! RENEW!
o cupid - cunning and ruthless one.. i have become weary from a desire.
new and unknown to a blameless lad.. at one time flesh and resolve were.
resistant to sin's allure; however, i am.
Don't forget logan's run
the carousel death ritual
RENEW! RENEW!
today my oldest son shawn is graduating from high school and it's my birthday.
i'm a proud mama.
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What a great day
plenty of smiles coming your way
dear friends,.
much of what we do on a daily basis is routine and of no particular, earth-shaking importance.
however, after reviewing letters of family going back to wwii, it is fascinating to read what dad was doing on board the aircraft carrier in the pacific on any old day, what mom was cooking on her ever-steaming range, how i was dealing with the roller coaster of emotion at bethel [mom saved all my letters], how nana wrote that she would not study with the witnesses [per my request] but 'here are some mittens i knitted for you when you canvass new york with your magazines.
Had some disturbing news from JW world heard that a friend was dying of cancer. We received a brief e mail about the situation and I wasn't sure what to do so I called another woman i knew well and she explained more of it. Apparently we're not disfellowshipped i wasn't sure what they did. It was a strange conversation she said we all love you and we cry because we were a family and you left us. I hate when they try that stuff. i assurred her of our love and told her it was all about the organization and that i will never return to it's deceitful world. We said good bye and I guess that's that.
o cupid - cunning and ruthless one.. i have become weary from a desire.
new and unknown to a blameless lad.. at one time flesh and resolve were.
resistant to sin's allure; however, i am.
When you left me all alone at the record hop told me you were going out for a soda pop
you were gone for quite a while half an hour more you came back and man oh man this is what i saw
lipstick on your collar told a tale on you lipstick on your collar said you were untrue
I remember that song of when Connie Francis sang it years ago
a name...for example, "franz bar".
menu: .
cocktails: light of truth, crisis of counscience, tears of a pioneeer sister, elderette.... shots: judicial commitee, i am anointed!, new understanding.... lunch: pioneer style, bethel style, beth-sarim de luxe (extra large).... .
the watchtower wallbanger
the gb slow and uncomfortable screw
shunned on the beach
the stranded missionary martini
brooklyn bethal ice tea
greetings, friends:.
wishing you well and progress toward freedom.. comments from elsewhere on the vignette below have spurred me to share how the jw experience affected me.
basically, the jumble of emotions and thoughts - good and bad - pours out of me in story form.
interesting
It seems to me that when we are born the people who care for us and give us our first glimpse of life are not up to the task due to the same problem surrounding their birth. The only way we learn anything is through a series of mistakes that we make throughout our life. Nobody is handed a clear set of guidelines so as to be wise it's trial and error and we have to appreciate that's just how it works and not let it paralyze us. I just say to myself so i followed alot of crazy paths with the hope that i would find the meaning of life and every path so far was the wrong answer well now I can eliminate those ideas. Moving on to the next, understanding where I usually go wrong, finally seeing where those seductive ideas usually snag me always looking for what I want instead of what is true because what is true may not be what i would prefer. So now i'm evidence based and have wiped the slate clean and am open only what I can prove and realizing the dreamy part of me that wants peace on earth and happiness for all must stay in it's place and remind me that it's just a dream that may or may not be possible it's still sounds nice but it has led me astray many times.
So now that we are into true confessions that's how I see it today and tomorrow is another day as we all head towards something that we haven't figured out yet.
you get ya wife back.
ya car back.
ya job back.
Nothing your still drunk, lonely and all your ex's still live in texas
i've been in the vale of deep shadows, but am feeling more and more like myself.. i'm grateful to my doctors and modern medicine.. sylvia.
wow! Sylvia your back that's great
Remember the song from My fair lady with a few changes
we grew accustomed to your words
you almost made the day begin
we were so used to hear you say good morning everyday
your smiles your frowns your ups your downs were second nature to us now
like breathing out and breathing in
Glad your doing better ND
sleep eludes me.
she plays coy, then retreats, laughing as she looks back at me.
i vacate my disheveled bed with less than quiet resignation.
Lip-smacking demons
that's a good one
'how i got sucked into a cult'.
http://www.telegraph.co.uk/news/celebritynews/9061694/how-igot-sucked-into-a-cult.html.
bangalore.
That was very interesting the experience for jw born ins can be very different from those who join from the outside. It is difficult to see yourself and understand the mistakes you've made and to realize how you mislead yourself. It has taken me decades to stop myself and be more careful I wanted peace and happiness on earth and all those good things and I kept thinking I saw it only to be disillustioned. I've learned to be a more critical thinker and to accept that maybe my dreams won't really happen and whoever might be in charge who knows what their agenda might be. It's a little harder to live this way but I will not be burned again. i don't know what the answer is I wish I knew what was really going on but you really really really have to be careful.