Posts by strymeckirules

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HELP Why dont we hear God/Angels

by frigginconfused in

ive heard time and time again that the gb does its best because "as we all know" god doesnt talk to us anymore.. so my question is this...is there and scriptual evidence that god has said he will be cutting off all communication to us.

all prophecy is done and the bible is the end all be all?.

unless the bible specificly states that god and the angels are silent then thats a huge game changer.. how is the food gonna be fed to us at the propper time unless we get new communication..

strymeckirules

joel 2:28-32-spirit to be pour out, dreams and visions. before day of wrath.

mal 5:4 - elijah to come before the great day.(was it or john the bapt nor not?research) i think elijah went to heaven on a chariot of fire.

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Tonight on Glenn Beck. The anti-Christ is Muslim.

by villabolo in

joel richardson, author of the islamic antichrist: the shocking truth about the real nature of the beast, is going to be appearing on glenn beck's show tonight.

he believes that the whole book of revelations centers around the muslim world with an anti-christ muslim.

no wonder glenn likes him.. watch his videos and get a sense of where ultrafundamentalism may be leading us to.

strymeckirules

we don't get glenn beck in canada. but i get to see john stewart's commentary on him.

the whole fox media corp is dangerous. i don't know if folks buy in to the crap or what?

i'm been working one on one with a good friend muslim for a while and we talk beliefs . muslims answer to abrahams god. the only stuff that does'nt jive is all the tradition passed down by the muslim "clergy". a true muslim is a good man.

i hope the u.s. public have watched the AE911.org documentary.

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funny times growing up a witness

by strymeckirules in

i was raised from the age two as a witness by my new recruit parents in 1981. i was born in 79.. i didn't like being jw, and that didn't mean i was a saint.. and my parents were fanatical and still are.. i have an an older sister and a younger brother and we are all 2 years apart.. my brother and i were a riot.

mischeivious, rambuctious, hyperactive and not afraid of nothing.. we had games over the years.. like singing in british accents during the songs(and during bible reading at family study) and screwing with the word just loud enough for each other to hear.. we used to have armrest battles when we sat beside eachother.

pushing elbows until the other slipped and got in trouble.

strymeckirules

SweetBabyCheezits- you have to have more stories. concentrate!! did you bring the utensil just to "show it" to get the laugh? that's great. too bad you got caught.

all the halls i have been to have neat ways to distract me from programming.

the chairs - the material they used on the chairs. it usually had a repeating pattern in it. remember those 3-d pictures from the 90's that you'd have to cross your eyes to see the picture? well, you could do that with the chairs in the hall. if you crossed or unfocused your eyes, the pattern would cross into itself and become "3d" ish. i hope this makes sense to you. the carpet would do the same sometimes. and it they had that wooden latice behind the podium on the stage that would do it too.

also during the prayers, i would pry the plastic caps of the tops of the metal chair and try to pull the plugs out of the wooden chairs.

also during prayers i would also picture everyone with a "prayer meter" over thier heads in "prayer closed eye land". if you payed really good attention to the prayer, your meter would shoot sky high up to heaven, but the people opening their eyes and looking around, thier meters were low and a bad color. i made this up and during the prayers i would try to focus on my meter to make it get up to god and everyone elses were fluctuating. did any one else do this? wierd.

try to balance your song book on the chair in front of you during the prayer. then your bro knocks it down and you cause a fuss.

how many ways have you learned how to sleep in a chair? head on hand on the arm rest was great. head up eyes closed, head nodding and head remaining nodded after fight had gave up. elbow on knees hand holding up head is another great one. the floor is the best but i wasn't allowed anymore at about 8years, but my bro still could and that made me jealous. you could sleep so good on the floor. right through the last song and bang! run around the hall until hometime! sometimes you even got a blanket and a drink. lucky.

or i used to count all the ceiliing tiles or lights.

or count all the different hair colors. or stare through the clear roaming mike stick to see the distorted image.

or in a magazine, i would look for god's secret code, that only i would find. i would take a paper and put it over the watchtower page. then i would blank off everything but the first letters of all the lines in the column row, right beside the margin. i would check if they spelt anything. they never did. but i watched for it. something was odd about those mags...

later on in life i got into music. learned to play guitar and drum. at the meetings to kill time, i would play back my favorite albums by memory, trying to remember all the parts so it took all my concentration. me knees and jawbone would give me awy to my parents cause i'd start tapping my feet to the beat or clicking my teeth in my closed mouth to the beat. an album was about an hour so if i could do two albums, the meeting was over!! it worked great to avoid programming.

another great way to kill time at the meetings is to read the bible. when a speaker would turn us to a scripture, i would read the chapter it was taken from, ignoring the rest of the talk and what the speaker had to say. sometime i would finish the book i was reading, like 20 minute of not paying any attention to the talks! and i never got in trouble cause i was reading the bible. parents would not stop me. neat side effect, i got context al of a sudden. no more bull twisting scriptures. and i learned what the book said.(tainted jdub edition though)

the second school to the hall i went to as a kid, it had old bound volumes of early watchtowers and awakes. in the first few pages of the books, it showed a picture or charlie russel. and as the books were for different years, there were different photos of him getting older. so us young ones(8-12) after the meeting would pull out these books and go to those pictures and watch the amazing get old fast man. there were about 7-8 different pics and we liked watching him get older and older and older.... we had no clue. wonder if anyone else noticed?

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funny times growing up a witness

by strymeckirules in

i was raised from the age two as a witness by my new recruit parents in 1981. i was born in 79.. i didn't like being jw, and that didn't mean i was a saint.. and my parents were fanatical and still are.. i have an an older sister and a younger brother and we are all 2 years apart.. my brother and i were a riot.

mischeivious, rambuctious, hyperactive and not afraid of nothing.. we had games over the years.. like singing in british accents during the songs(and during bible reading at family study) and screwing with the word just loud enough for each other to hear.. we used to have armrest battles when we sat beside eachother.

pushing elbows until the other slipped and got in trouble.

strymeckirules

it's halarious when only one section trys to start a clap and it fizzles and dies. i always wondered who did that. the zealous or the jokers? now i know.

or when the people start to clap when the speaker isn't finished

or when the people clap after last prayer. hooray!

my parents were found by good old fashioned door to door.

so they bought it hook line and sinker.

so they were ultra zealous and perfect. too bad they had me. i'm human.

i was 8-10 and there was a boy my age in our congregation named carlos. i wanted to be friends cause i could sense he had freedoms i didn't and he was nice.

so at the meetings were would play and such and all was good.

but my parents took me aside one day(for programming) and told me they didn't want me to be such good friends with carlos. i ask "why?" of course.

"because he is BAD ASSOCIATION."(is that one trademarked yet?)

this didn't make sense to me. he was a jdub. i was jdub. we go to same kindom hall. does not compute in 8-10 year old brain. but it was a rule.

so eventually at one meeting he wants to hang out or he invites me over for a visit. and i proceed to tell him that he's BAD ASSOCIATION.

he's as dumbfounded as i am. i tell him my parents said so. there is nothing i can do. case closed. we part ways and that was the end of it.

later that night at home after the meeting, my parents got a call from carlos's father. it seems that he was offended at my parents for dubbing his son and in effect his family and himself, BAD ASSOCIATION. he was yelling. how would you feel if my dad said that about you?

my father is trying to explain what i ment when i told his son that he was a devil child. foot in mouth big time. eventually he gets off the phone and tells mom the situation,(i'm sure she already had figured it out ) and they proceed to attempt to re-program me.

"son, not everything we say in the family house should be said outside this house." he told me whatever reasons he had for making his judgement, like their family is late to the meetings or they don't all come or don't come at all. THEY HAD FIVE YOUNG KIDS! no excuse, judgement stands. it's my fault.

whatever. carlos knew my parents were crazy so he never blamed me and my dad got disicplined. HA!

then some other time around the same age....

terry - handicapped lady in our hall. got shot accidently by her brother and she can't walk. but she has a tricked our trans am that's fitted for her to drive it. she was probably 25-30 and single with cats.

she babysitted us lots and mom helped her out with stuff, it was alright. she made horrible eggplant though. and she forced us to eat it and we all cried and that sucked.

anyways, one day in service my mom is talking with the other hens in service, regular gossip stuff. my mom says something about terry "being in the marrying mood." that sounded interesting to me so it stuck. ah oh.

i'm at terrys' one day with my bro and sis and we are all sitting around the kitchen table and just for comversation i ask terry "so, you're in the marring mood, huh?"

she chokes on her drink and asks "pardon me?"

"ya my mom told us you were in the marrying mood. you want to get married!"

she is flabbergasted. i remember that now, i didn't then. she is sputtering trying to get more information out of me about what I KNOW about what's been said about her behind her back.

later on, once again my parents pull me aside and tell me i'm not supposed to repeat the things i hear when they are ridiculing and gossiping about others.

i don't remember her much longer after that. she might have quit studying because of that.

next post - some ways to amuse yourself in you seat as you fight the power of boredom.(i like the spit story. kids are awesome)

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funny times growing up a witness

by strymeckirules in

i was raised from the age two as a witness by my new recruit parents in 1981. i was born in 79.. i didn't like being jw, and that didn't mean i was a saint.. and my parents were fanatical and still are.. i have an an older sister and a younger brother and we are all 2 years apart.. my brother and i were a riot.

mischeivious, rambuctious, hyperactive and not afraid of nothing.. we had games over the years.. like singing in british accents during the songs(and during bible reading at family study) and screwing with the word just loud enough for each other to hear.. we used to have armrest battles when we sat beside eachother.

pushing elbows until the other slipped and got in trouble.

strymeckirules

spareing the rod means you hate your kids, right? my parents loved me.

the last time my father tried the belt on my brother and i, well it went out the window.

we were teens and we probably just had to clean our room(shared) or something, but of course we deserved the belt for horsing around.

so my dad tells us he's going to get his belt and leaves the room.

we are both in fun spirits so we're not quite fased by the threat.

i tell little bro to put socks in his shorts to cushion the blows, and he laughs and goes to his closet. then the idea for him to hide in the closet appears. GOLD JERRY!

so we both know this is uncharted territory and we are still giddy so he does it.

he hides in the closet and i sit, by myself on my bed trying to keep a straight face and wait for my dad.

he comes in the room and sees me and looks around.

"Where's your brother?" (all fake stern)

i have to look at the ground cause i'm starting to crack up.

then my bro falls out of the closet laughing so hard he can't breath right.

and i start losing it, i can't breath either i'm laughing so hard.

my dad trys to remain stern, but he realizes he's lost. when my brother used to laugh like that he'd crack up everyone.

dad starts to smile and i know he's lost his will to punish, i'm still laughin.

he shakes his head and starts to laugh and walks out and just yells hes' gonna get us later.

i wish i could remember what we were i trouble for...

i've been out for good for about a year since i did the research.

i was a drifter fader revisiter before.

it's nice to find you people. i'm the only apostate i know.

nobody quite gets the jw culture like people who know jw.

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Questions about The Garden of Eden - Found nr. Rashaya, Lebanon

by paygan in

my name's paul and i'm carrying out important work to show and share with the world the location of real garden of eden and central site of the agricultural (neolithic) revolution.

i led the field walk there in november 2009 and saw the damage being inflicted and the urgent need for protection by getting world heritage site status, requiring public support and official investigation.. http://www.paygan.com/eden/images/500/kharsagpanorama.jpg - the garden of eden (kharsag) - panorama.

this location of the site was comprehensively mapped out by christian o'brien in his 1985 book, "the genius of the few" where he identified it through descriptions given in the earliest nippur tablets (the barton cylinder, etc), atrahasis and the book of enoch, along with other mentions in the bible, the book of jubilees, the koran etc.

strymeckirules

are you dj paygan?

do you spin records when you're not busy looking for eden?

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The Sun is Alive and Exerts Power

by sabastious in

jw
friends

tell me if i am crazy, but i think the human race is ignoring something extremly simple.

when we go outside on a cloudless day... we all seem to ignore the giant burning ball in the sky.. think about it.. the sun truly is the bringer of all earthen life; without it's effects we would all perish.

did you know we have never sent a probe to the sun?

strymeckirules

the sun of rightousness will certainly shine forth - Mal 4:2

and it got real dark as the Christ was dieing.

these two issues caught my attention.

i can't explain why mal 4:2 would kinda referance sun worship period. if it would have read "son" instead of "sun" the scripture would still make sense.

and as Christ(the son) died, so did the sun in the sky?

what?

and what about the dark ages? Christ was hidden by the church....(stretching a bit on that one)

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funny times growing up a witness

by strymeckirules in

i was raised from the age two as a witness by my new recruit parents in 1981. i was born in 79.. i didn't like being jw, and that didn't mean i was a saint.. and my parents were fanatical and still are.. i have an an older sister and a younger brother and we are all 2 years apart.. my brother and i were a riot.

mischeivious, rambuctious, hyperactive and not afraid of nothing.. we had games over the years.. like singing in british accents during the songs(and during bible reading at family study) and screwing with the word just loud enough for each other to hear.. we used to have armrest battles when we sat beside eachother.

pushing elbows until the other slipped and got in trouble.

strymeckirules

working on our door to door presentations as kids during family study, i was probably 10.

it's my sister's turn to present the mags and i get to be householder.

i go downstairs and shut the door. she knocks. i come to the door and say "hello?"

then she proceeds to do a nice sweet presentation, and she's trying to impress the parents who are watching.

me, i'm a joker and finally i'm the householder.

so i shout at her: "I'M NOT INTERESTED!"

and i might have slammed the door in her face.

i thought this was seriously funny and i'm laughin and so is my brother. my sister runs upstairs to her bedroom crying and my parents have to diffuse the situation.

they want to get mad at me for wrecking her attempt, but we all know that it is more than likely this is going to happen at the doorstep.

and since i'm laughing so much, discipline is nearly impossible cause i've got the giggles and i think my parents thought it was funny too.

sorry about that one sister!

man i got the belt alot.

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funny times growing up a witness

by strymeckirules in

i was raised from the age two as a witness by my new recruit parents in 1981. i was born in 79.. i didn't like being jw, and that didn't mean i was a saint.. and my parents were fanatical and still are.. i have an an older sister and a younger brother and we are all 2 years apart.. my brother and i were a riot.

mischeivious, rambuctious, hyperactive and not afraid of nothing.. we had games over the years.. like singing in british accents during the songs(and during bible reading at family study) and screwing with the word just loud enough for each other to hear.. we used to have armrest battles when we sat beside eachother.

pushing elbows until the other slipped and got in trouble.

strymeckirules

I had a pioneer partner that loved to fart right before the person opened the door and I gave my presentation. He did it once, and the guy opened the door, smelled the rankness, shouted "OH my GOD!" and slammed the door.

that's what i'm talking about. that made me laugh out loud.

there's gotta be hundreds of these storys out there.

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funny times growing up a witness

by strymeckirules in

i was raised from the age two as a witness by my new recruit parents in 1981. i was born in 79.. i didn't like being jw, and that didn't mean i was a saint.. and my parents were fanatical and still are.. i have an an older sister and a younger brother and we are all 2 years apart.. my brother and i were a riot.

mischeivious, rambuctious, hyperactive and not afraid of nothing.. we had games over the years.. like singing in british accents during the songs(and during bible reading at family study) and screwing with the word just loud enough for each other to hear.. we used to have armrest battles when we sat beside eachother.

pushing elbows until the other slipped and got in trouble.

strymeckirules

my father introduced me to monty python at about 13 years old and i mimicked every word. drove everyone crazy.

but i won't get started on that...that's a whole thread on it's own!(life of brian and holy grail)