Posts by embalmed

Once upon a time, there lived a very powerful king. He was the proud father of many children, but wanted more still. Feeling experimental, he took a very young peasant boy under his wing. When the child, Aaron, arrived at the palace, the king had already built a marvelous courtyard strictly for the boy. The courtyard was very beautiful, filled with trees and plants of all sorts, along with many exotic animals. And there was also a door. The king told Aaron never to open the dooror else he would have to be executed. Aaron didn't really think much of it, since he didn't quite grasp the concept of execution anyway.
After awhile, since the boy lived in the courtyard alone, he asked the king if he could have a friend. Seeing no problem with this, the king picked up another peasant child, a little girl named Emma. He told Emma what he told Aaron, never to open the door. Emma didn't think much of it as she, too, was vaguely familiar the meaning of execution.
One day, Simon, the disgruntled middle child of the king, began thinking of how much his life sucked. He was bitter about his father favouring his eldest brother Jacob and giving Jacob special priveledges and never receiving any himself, when he was just as gifted, perhaps moreso, than his brother AND his father. As if that weren't enough, his father was always gloating about the two little peasant children he took in and he was always loving them perhaps as much as Jacob. Angry, Simon decided to cause trouble.
Even though Simon had left the kingdom after a fight with his father, he still lurked around, despite the fact he would probably be exiled if caught. And since his father was so busy either loving his newly acquired children or sitting with Jacob and thinking up fabulous new ideas, he wasn't noticed. After the king left the courtyard balcony, Simon sneaked into the courtyard. He found Emma sitting quietly, humming to herself.
"Hey Emma." She looked up at the stranger, but being since she was so naive from being sheltered from anything bad, she smiled innocently.
"Hi!"
"Wanna see something cool?"
"Sure!"
"Just go open that door."
"But I'm not supposed to."
"Don't worry, the king was just kidding. That's where he stores all the really cool stuff. Just go and see!" Smirking as Emma eagerly skipped over to the door, Simon slipped into some bushes and watched. Emma decided before opening the door, that she should get Aaron to come see too. Interested, Aaron followed Emma. As they opened the door, they were both shocked to find other people like themselves. Except these people were different in a way. Different in the way that their heads were no longer attached. Instead, the heads were stacked in another pile against the other wall. Frightened, Emma and Aaron closed the door and hid.
When the king came along, he was surprised that the courtyard appeared to be empty. He looked around for Aaron and Emma, and found them hiding in the plants.
"Why are you hiding?" the king demanded. Whimpering the children said nothing. First thing that popped into the king's mind was that they had opened the door. Sure enough, the door was not entirely closed. "Did you open that door?"
"Emma told me to!" Aaron cried.
"But the guy said it was okay!" Emma rebutted.
"Dammit, Simon!" the king muttered under his breath. After a few moments of searching, his eyes found Simon. He roared, "Simon, get out of here! I hearby exile you." Satisfied, Simon stomped out, and vowed to cause as much trouble as possible in his father's kingdom from here on out.
"And you two. OUT! You are hereby banished from my estate."
Sadly, the two little children, Aaron and Emma left the courtyard, upset that their loving father would get so angry over their only mistake.

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How do you want to 'go'?

by dmouse in

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of course, nobody really wants to die, but if you had a choice about how...how would you like to go?.

some people i know would like to pop their clogs after a game of golf, some in the pub with friends.. personally, i want to be shot in bed by a jealous husband when i'm 96.

embalmed

I'd like to die, preferably in a somehow more interesting way than peacefully in my sleep. But not by illness. Maybe by exsanguination. Also, it must be dignifying. No sitting on the toilet or in some ha-ha funny position.

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The new book for children.

by dmouse in

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my wife went to the convention yesterday and brought back the new book for children 'learn from the great teacher'.. it's certainly much better than the old pink book, larger and more colourful, even if the pictures have a 1950's feel to them.

the introduction mentions that there are questions throughout the book that you should ask children to find out what is on their mind... saying ' true, the child may come out with with answers that are not correct.

but the printed material that follows each question is designed to help the child to develop wholesome patterns of thinking'.... 'wholesome patterns of thinking' eh?

embalmed

Yeah! Yeah, I remember seeing that when I was around 6. God.

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The new book for children.

by dmouse in

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my wife went to the convention yesterday and brought back the new book for children 'learn from the great teacher'.. it's certainly much better than the old pink book, larger and more colourful, even if the pictures have a 1950's feel to them.

the introduction mentions that there are questions throughout the book that you should ask children to find out what is on their mind... saying ' true, the child may come out with with answers that are not correct.

but the printed material that follows each question is designed to help the child to develop wholesome patterns of thinking'.... 'wholesome patterns of thinking' eh?

embalmed

Speaking of disturbing images funded by your friend the WTS™, does anyone remember in which of their publications had the picture of the Aztecs performing a human sacrifice by ripping out this guy's heart on an alter? I remember when I was little going thru some of the books my mum got when she was studying, and it somewhat traumatised me. o_o;

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I put my burden on Jehovah, but he gave it back

by Nosferatu in

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remember all those times that you waited on jehovah for help?

remember how he didn't help?

tell some of your experiences of how jehovah didn't help you in your time of need.

embalmed

In 2nd grade, I prayed for Jehovah to help my mum overcome her depression. Eight years later, she's still battling.
In 3rd grade, I prayed for Jehovah to stop the violent images in my mind. Still get them.
In 4th grade, I prayed for help dealing with my shyness. It didn't start fading til a year after I stopped believing.
In 5th grade, I prayed for a friend in the congregation cuz I was lonely. Still waiting.
In 6th grade, I prayed for him to ease my dog's aggression. She was euthanised not long after.
In 7th grade, I prayed for help coping with my only friend's move. I spent the next two years alone.
In 8th grade, I prayed for him to let me know he was listening. Guess he wasn't. I stopped believing at this point.

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Did you get made fun of when you were in school?

by doodle-v in

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did you get made fun of when you were in school?

i'm curious to know because when i was in junior high i was constantly picked on made fun of and the butt of many jokes.

even remembering that hurts till this day.

embalmed

Yeah, I got picked, but not nearly as bad as some of you. I mostly got made fun of for my clothes, but I remember once in second grade, the year my mum started attending meetings, that this one JW kid yelled at me cuz I saluted the flag that morning. I didn't even know I wasn't supposed to! My mum was still "studying" and this kid yells at me. Gah.

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Just Another Issue

by MrMoe in

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i know right now you are sitting behind a computer, so you would be considered (at least by me and millions of others world over) to be... well... lucky.

here is where you react with your personal problems which are rather petty (sorry not trying to be rude here) life situations that amount to a hill of beans, barring extreme life circumstances, compared to say, that one guy who wears rags and talks to himself on the corner of main and broadway.

huh?

embalmed

I became friends with a homeless woman once. Her life was just so horrible as a child and now she has to live on the street with her two little girls cuz her childhood screwed up her life so badly. It makes me cry sometimes when I think about her and other homeless people in situations like that and that I can't do anything to help them.

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As a loyal JW, what made you to start doubting the Watchtower ???

by run dont walk in

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i'm sure all of us were loyal at one time to the watchtower, believing in all of it.

(some of us probaly hated it from day one as well but, ).

what were some of the first things that happened or were said, that made you to start doubting it and beginning the loss of your loyalty to the organization ??????.

embalmed

It was a bunch of little factors that did it for me, from when I first joined the truth [a blurry range between 4 and 9] all the way til 14 when I stopped believing in the WTS and the biblical god.

+ Jehovah never answered my prayers [and I mean serious prayers, like for my mum to not be so sad all the time]
+ I felt the Bible was sexist
+ I was upset by how animals were viewed, especially after I found out MY dogs probably weren't going to be in the NS
+ The thought that living forever would get boring after some time without any negative emotions
+ The part in the bible where the guy got killed for gathering wood on the sabbath [and plenty of other violent, unjust stories]
+ My lack of happiness with the truth
+ That weird little book they came out with arguing against evolution
+ That everyone else was wrong and they were always right
+ That my only friends were "worldly" and the JW kids didn't really like me
+ Plenty of other little quirks

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Nicknames

by Aztec in

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sorry if this has been brought up before (and i'm sure it has) but what are your nicknames?

what people nickname you can be very telling about your personality and it's funny that they sometimes become more a part of you than your given name.. i have a long list of them..lol!.

when i was a kid: carrie canary (cause i walked around singing all the time).

embalmed

Heath [pronounced "hehTH"]
Heath [pronounced "HEEth"]
Heather [pronounced "HEE-thur"]
Heath-Dog [inside joke]
Heathcliff
Skye [online nickname]
Skremmy [no idea]
Vicious
Starving-Child-from-Africa [damn my scrawnyness]
Scissors