i thought you should all see the first person to turn in a time card... .
sincerely,.
district overbeer
I had the biggest crush on him...that picture doesn't do him justice...so sexxy in a suit and tie! OH MAMA!
And he was so theocratically strong...god, if only I could have measured up in my lowly publisher status...*sigh*...I might not have become the disillusioned hull of a girl you see before you now...*sniff sniff*
I'm sorry, it's just seeing his picture brought back a lot of memories...
if i was to meet some of you ladies for the first time, i might be tempted to buy you a bunch of flowers, what spray tickles your fancy the most?
i know for englishmans missus, her ladyship, her bunch of flowers would include freshias.
please give me some advice on the appropriate action i should take if i met you for the first time.
Orchids and Galdiolus have to be my all time favorites...and yes just to chime in with everyone else who already said so, roses are way to over done.
Just a bit of advice for boys--any flower will do! We like them all...hell a boquet of dandylions would impress me...
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humans cant be trusted thats my attitude!!!!
i say this because its true, think about it takes years to get to know someone, maybe 10 years later you may say i really trust this person or persons,but all sudden those you thought you could trust do something to hurt you,betrayal,theft,backstabbing,assault,dishonesty,liar,deception,etc.even on here i dont really know any of you, all i do is just type and that suits me, you seem to be people of all walks of life some upset,confused,happy etc.but that doesnt mean what you say in your words reflects the "real you" .whether you belive in god or evolution etc it makes no difference we all have imperfect desires in us and give it the right moment and they may be unleashed,you may think im paranoid but "im not" i just dont have much trust for humans good or bad and i dont even trust myself sometimes.
it takes years to get to know someone, maybe 10 years later you may say i really trust this person or persons,but all sudden those you thought you could trust do something to hurt you,betrayal,theft,backstabbing,assault,dishonesty,liar,deception,etc.
Very true. But isn't that because we come to care for them? Those who we love have the ability to hurt us more than anyone else because we expect better from them. No one can hurt you more than someone you love.
i was wondering what it is like to experience childhood in the org.
i am an aspiring writer ad the org has always interested me...not in the sense that i'd like to join.
please send me some replies.
Scary at times. To know people all around you could die, at any day, and you'll never see them again, is scary.
Empowering at times. I knew more about the Bible than any kid in my school. I stood up for myself, I was a rebel, a fighter for faith and all that was holy. ( whatever )
Embarassing at times. Sometimes that fight is hard and lonely. Which is supposed to make you a martyr, but since you don't really understand that, mostly you feel left out and silly.
You learn to speak on a level and share as little information as possible so as not to give away your whacky ideas. You learn to call meetings church, and the like. Down playing Holidays is important, pretending like you don't care.
You learn to develop tight friendships with your friends. They are the only ones who understand what it is really like. You also learn to weed out the snitches.
You really learn how to read a person. Learning to find just how much of yourelf you can share. Can you tell them about the crush you have on the lifeguard at the local pool, or should you not say so you don't get a talk about having impure thoughts, or how "wordly boys only want one thing"
Trust is a BIG issue, all the time. Trust only those in the org. NEVER trust wordly people cuz they will only use you. Don't put too much trust in an elders wife. Watch out to trust the elders kids.
I will say this much. Being in the borg taught me how to read when I was four. LOL, Bible Story books helped. So I guess it wasn't all bad.
just some thoughts i had...it creeped itself into poem format...i hate when that happens...lol.
there was light on their wings as they stepped into the water.. there was gold on their hands as they pushed me toward the stream.. the thick black of the swirling water went un-noticed except by me.. the thick black smoke they breathed was choking me.. i stepped back afraid.. i stepped back to flee.. they called to me in a siren song that was slightly out of tune.. they pounded words from dusty books into my ears.. the words became pleasurable for a time in the numbness they brought.. there were hundreds all around me.. there was love in their words, and faces filled with indifference.. yet still no wings for me after these long years.. there was gold on their faces, but i saw the red reflected in their eyes.. i sat on the bank and cried gray tears.. the light would never reflect the same.. ashes in my lap,.
dust within the air.. i am made of nothing, .
Just some thoughts I had...it creeped itself into poem format...I hate when that happens...lol
There was light on their wings as they stepped into the water.
There was gold on their hands as they pushed me toward the stream.
The thick black of the swirling water went un-noticed except by me.
The thick black smoke they breathed was choking me.
I stepped back afraid.
I stepped back to flee.
They called to me in a siren song that was slightly out of tune.
They pounded words from dusty books into my ears.
The words became pleasurable for a time in the numbness they brought.
There were hundreds all around me.
There was love in their words, and faces filled with indifference.
Yet still no wings for me after these long years.
There was gold on their faces, but I saw the red reflected in their eyes.
I sat on the bank and cried gray tears.
The light would never reflect the same.
Ashes in my lap,
Dust within the air.
I am made of nothing,
And all they can do is stare.
anybody know brent and jean smith?.
my wife carries the distinction of receiving a sympathy card, from them, due to my recent da.. word certainly is getting around.
I would send a card offering my condolences for being heartless and indoctrinated
Hallmark makes one like this? Kick ass!
going to that funeral this week made me think about a few things.. first the family members that attended, who btw were not dubs, were shedding tears.
i did not see anyone else there crying even though the woman who died was a great friend and will really be missed.. now since the dubs have the hope of the "resurrection" does that allieviate their grief that they should normally posess?
does that mean they are "happy" when someone dies because their wait is over?
Valis I couldn't agree more!
The "resurrection hope" is why I think my parents will never leave the dubs. Since my sister died they honestly think they have to be good and pure so that they make it and can welcome her back in the resurrection. The pressure is really on them now because my sister and I are doomed for sure, and they can't just leave my six year old sister alone in the paradise with no family...that would be too cruel. Oh yes and my sister and I hear all the time about how sad she will be when neither of us are there with her.
Healthy! OH so Healthy!!
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the elders wife that really pisses me off, is the one that would boastfully announce that jehovah had provided her husband with a part-time teaching job, emphasising that his employment was "on the line" each year....but thanks to jehovah,(in other words) we are so fucking loyal and do many hours in field service and things that nobody could possibly know about ( but i'm letting you know indirectly) so my husband has an income to assist us in our pioneer service!
what pisses you off about elders wives?
LOL else!!
The fact that their little children COULD NEVER DO ANYTHING WRONG--EVER! (that goes for any parent who thinks that, but elders wives seemed especially good at it)
Oh yes and how they just happen to know all the business going on in the halls, and they just mention enough for you to get the gist of a story (which is worse because people can fill in the blanks with whatever they choose because they only have a tainted half picture)and then say "but I am not supposed to talk about that"
ok so my parents big deal has always been while i may not go to meetings they are free to ask about my religious status, and invite me to meetings (i do not have to accept the invitation) as long as i live under their roof.
my parents other big deal is to go out to lunch after the sunday meeting.
in fact, they usually say "say, wanna come to the meeting tomorrow?
Ummm---I don't like the idea of being homeless, so Xander unless you are going to take in my sorry butt...ahhh....no the debauchery of me shall remain a mystical myth to my parents...
personally, i do not believe god ever has or ever will exist.
i have my reasons -- i guess i could be considered an agnostic, rather than an athiest.
i was curious to see what the larger part of the former borg community believed, now looking from the outside in, rather than the opposite.
| ashitaka | No. I believe in the power of a delicious steak, though. |
mmmm....steak...
