Maybe someday, writing articles for a magazine or newspaper.
Thanks, that would be fun. As long as I am not writing for the Watchtower and Awake. LOL
Take Care
Dragon
making my assent into the cloud covered peak above.
seeking a destination my mind had not yet revealed to me.
my hands ached from the bitter cold, as i gripped each rock and worked my way along what looked like some ancient path.
Maybe someday, writing articles for a magazine or newspaper.
Thanks, that would be fun. As long as I am not writing for the Watchtower and Awake. LOL
Take Care
Dragon
i spent an hour looking at this site and decided to join.
i was a jw from 1973 to 1986. yikes!
not a smart thing to do.
Welcome,
The best way to benefit from these sites is always to post often and share your thoughts. That way you get a chance to express joys, vent frustrations and just have some fun.
Take Care
Dragon
making my assent into the cloud covered peak above.
seeking a destination my mind had not yet revealed to me.
my hands ached from the bitter cold, as i gripped each rock and worked my way along what looked like some ancient path.
Are you a blossoming author?
Nope, I just like to write as a personal hobby. Technically though when ever we write anything, we are a author of our own words. So all who post are authors in this life, including yourself. So in answer to your question "we all are."
I hope it is okay to post my thoughts here, I never intend to offend or insult anyone.
Take Care
Dragon
Edited by - kenpodragon on 18 October 2002 18:52:47
as a building inspector in a large city, i also come across inspecting nun's retirement homes.
in fact, working on a special project recently i visited 10 buildings housing anywhere from 60 to 500 nuns each.
i was struck by how well these nuns are taken care of by the catholic church.
It is hard for a religion to accept retirement planning, when they think the end will arrive before they get there. Currently, many Witnesses are changing their tone on this. Yet for the poor people who are now reaching retirement, it is to little to late to help them.
Very sad commentary on life
My thought
Dragon
making my assent into the cloud covered peak above.
seeking a destination my mind had not yet revealed to me.
my hands ached from the bitter cold, as i gripped each rock and worked my way along what looked like some ancient path.
Yes, but sometimes we have to tell ourselves when one has gone on to long without looking for the other to emerge.
My thought
Dragon
making my assent into the cloud covered peak above.
seeking a destination my mind had not yet revealed to me.
my hands ached from the bitter cold, as i gripped each rock and worked my way along what looked like some ancient path.
Going into a dream ... I was sitting at the edge of a mountain in the country of Tibet. Making my assent into the cloud covered peak above. Seeking a destination my mind had not yet revealed to me. My hands ached from the bitter cold, as I gripped each rock and worked my way along what looked like some ancient path. The smell in the air was crisp, and pierced to my lungs with a spike of pain in each breath. Yet I moved on, ever closer to the destination I felt was only a few steps beyond. I came to a canyon in the mountain, and looked up into the crevice. There was a building, almost temple like in appearance. To my delight, there were steps before me and the remaining path would be easier then the ones behind. As I reached the top of the stone stairs, I was standing before a large wooden door. I could not help but marvel at the architecture of this building, and think of how difficult it must have been to build. I opened the door, as I could hear no one inside. As I walked in the echoing of each step traveled to all ends of the structure, and then back to my ears once again. I could not see anything, it was only lit as far as the door ways opening allowed it. "Hello" I spoke with a nervous voice, inside worrying what I might find. Nothing returned but my words, as they echoed into the distant darkness, I could not define with my eyes. I wondered why my mind was taking me to such a weird dream, why was I sitting in a building with no one but me. I set on the floor and waited to see what was coming next. It seemed like hours, and then suddenly I heard some human steps coming from the distance in the dark. It was a man, I did not know. He was dressed in what I would consider to be a Buddhist robe. Buddhist I thought, I am not Buddhist. Is this what my dream was trying to teach me, to become a Buddhist and maybe even a monk. The man spoke, "why would you think that?" To which I paused, "oh no, he can read my thoughts." I did not speak for a minute, and then the man spoke again, "you think you know what this is all about don't you, but I think you do not have it figured out at all." then he waited again, saying nothing and waiting for my response. I spoke, but my voice seemed a little quieter compared to how it normally sounds. "No, actually I know I am in a dream and I was just kind of wondering what this is all about. I saw you and it shocked me, as I am not Buddhist and yet here you are dressed like the ones I have always read and know about." The man then set on the floor, and I joined him looking face to face and wondering what I would happen next. He then spoke again to me, with a peaceful manner I enjoyed "You seek answers like most want, you want reasons for this and information on that. You travel to many destinations, and read books on everything. Do you not?" I nodded my head in agreement, as I knew what he said was correct. He then spoke again, "What have you learned though in all that you have read and all that you have examined in this life?" Oh I was eager to answer this one, I had all sorts of stuff I was thinking. I closed my eyes and organized all that I was going to say, and all the points I wanted to make. I figured this conversation was going to be a lively one, maybe even a little debate. Then I opened my eyes to give a response, and suddenly I realized I was alone in my home and the man and temple were gone. I thought, what a odd dream as I laid their in my bed, wondering what that was all about. ... As I woke the next day it dawned on me at once, what I was trying to tell myself. I left the Witnesses so many years ago, and in my exit to find a new life in this world. I have attended so many seminars, read so many books, I have friends who are Buddhist I speak too, Wiccan's, Shaman, Christian and even a couple of Pagan's. I speak to them often and I ask questions, and give answers in return. Yet in all of my searching and learning, it always seems like their is something far away that I am missing or hope I will find on another day. Yet the answers that I need, to make me feel good in this life, does not sit in some far away region on top of a mountain in Tibet. No the answers that I need, the thoughts that I want, are sitting in me. I know what is best for me, and what is best for my life. I know what I like, and I know what I need. So basically what I have learned in my dream, and maybe it will make sense to you as well, when you read this post. If you actually ask yourself a question from time to time, and think about the answers you have grown to learn in this life. You will see that you are not some pilgrim crawling along some ancient path of enlightenment, to answer to others in this life, but rather you are someone who had the answers inside with them all the time. My deep thought :) Dragon
i just thought it went a bit quiet the last 2 hours or so.
after reading the last rf post and all the links contained therein...are things getting a bit out of hand here?.
spanner
I am here ... wait, are any of us really here. LOL
Just wondering
Dragon
a man dies and goes to hell.
for each country.. he goes first to the german hell and asks "what do they do here?".
discovers that they are all more or less the same as the german hell.. then he comes to the australian hell and finds that there is a very long line .
I stepped into the Australia Twilight Zone, because I am not understanding some of this stuff. LOL
Take Care
Dragon
i was very sure that i was, for several years (in the 80's).
never ate/drank the emblems.
don't feel that way now at all.. i knew a few others my age that had a similar experience.. fantasy?.
Wait ... I still am anointed! LOL
I think it was a matter of confusion, their thought was never real. So with that in mind, it makes sense that we would get confused.
Take Care
Dragon
today not only did my daughter turn the annoying yet interesting age of 12, me and my husband are celebrating our 16th anniversary.
going away for the weekend to a cabin in red lodge mt and boy is it cozy.
have a great weekend you guys!
Tera
Happy Birthday to your daughter, and congratulations on another great year of marriage.
"We are a reflection of the love shined on us by others"
Your friend
Dragon