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maybe that was the best he could do.. the seeds of what he spoke.. eventually germinated, at least in my understanding..

the "rest of us" didn't seem to be afforded the same level of protection.. I remember a meeting once with G*orge J*ss.. he was alluding to some concept, like.. the spiritual battle was with those who run da organization.. anybody else from Michigan remember that meeting? what was mentioned was rather subtle..

at this point, I think his "ministry" was a "safe harbor" for those who yearned to rob, extort and rape under a banner of righteousness..

no joke.. honestly.. I think it was the day he died..

He/she/it/whatever.. they think they are supposed to be..

Hah! maybe its just principle.. I can't be the .... out of a moron anymore.... ..

You'll have to look at this.. cmon. You can figure it out.. internet Safe and all.. The *then* Ramona.. describing to the *then(?) Romana.. "you'll be SAFE here.." laughs, cries, no. we will (and can) have the power to laugh his(?) foot off..

Perhaps.. they are better.. left unsung.. sorry but no.. somebody is going to have to sing them.. If you should stand, who should guide you..

cries, no.. well.. we "hopefully" get to beat the snot out of whatever it was, that we were before.. no, no cries. sorry, the Squirrel now is half drunk. go your way, citizens, *hopefully* be warmed, and comforted.. in this sub-zero environment.. Now listening to the Grateful() Dead.. If my words did flow..

this is probably true.. the *big* question is.. where am *I* (be nice. I''m really nothing here.. where will I be next time around..

I wish he lived long enough to listen to some of the same music I'm listening to.. he could play the Mandolin.. thanks friend.. who is David Burger?

God Bless you Wordwolf.. my dad died at 49. No, his life was exemplary. He was not a homosexual.. didn't take drugs.. he liked a *little* alcohol. and tobacco. but otherwise, he was a fairly "clean" individual. He loved God.. the bible.. he was involved in the community.. did what he could to if not change things, make that possible for others.. scary thought. I'm 54.. Whole settlements of the Tallman family failed, because the men just did not live much past fifty.. apparently longevity was not a requirement for the Observers.. well, it might not be much. But we get a capital 'O' somewhere..

and if it makes any difference. the current "harbor" I'm in, has absolutely no bearing on any kind of inner peace I have at the moment.. weird, huh? I remember talking with "kids" my age in the seventies.. maybe more accurate would be "interviewing" them. A few brain damaged individuals, from huffing all kinds of solvents, and other questionable practices, told me EVERYTHING.. why they robbed the local drug store at night.. and were clueless as to why the police would consider it some kind of societal issue.. I can see your reasons, your motivation.. your expectations.. your mind set at the moment.. no, I can't participate. I was sent to.. observe.

I'm still looking for the "safe harbor" definition here. partly with ridicule. sorry, it's me. but I'm willing to hear the defense. You're gonna need it, in my opinion.. "too many".. even just ONE SINGLE sister in the lord, run through the meat grinder.. would be "too many". so what was this "safe harbor"? Who qualified as the inhabitants? What were you "saved" from.. in tangible terms. some claim to be saved from Marijuana.. maybe it was a big deal for them, I dunno. But for me, I think I would prefer the "sickness".. over the "cure".. where, what is the *special* protection.. why didn't it work UNIFORMLY, as promised? safe harbor? there are two qualifications here. 1. It has to actually BE a harbor. 2. It has to be *safe*.. I dunno. In old time.. (and probably modern) harbors were dens of smugglers, opium distributors, and other unsavory characters.. and as in the first post here. "Safe? you've GOT to be kidding.."

Ha! Well.. we had about fourteen inches or more of snow.. My rodent relative could not find a shadow anywhere.. probably because of the massive snow in the region..

my guess is.. they probably didn't really know him, to begin with.. I dunno. Maybe they were not "ministered to" properly..

this was a moron in a trench coat.. he shows up at *where* it is *happening*.. no clue.

ah. Yes. Like Mr. Hammerquist. I "wigged" here once.. some of us will remember it.. I looked the "board" in the face and said.... what was it.. I remember it. this was it.. "I am no less dysfunctional, than you.." what does this have to do with greasespot? Everything.. Paw.. God bless him, made me stand in the corner, for a few days..

believe me, I'm trying. to observe, that is. So, Mr. IAM. you have a kangaroo court of squirrels, ready to pass summary judgement.. do you have any last words here in YOUR defense? and please don't try the mercaptan defense this time around..

I dunno. the vicster was "square". In the old language that is.. yeah.. another reporter in a trench coat.. just another commentator.. another opportunist.. just another moron chasing skirts.. call it what you want.. I really can't figure how anybody can call him GOD.. yeah. Call him God.. quote his words.. praise his name.. it just doesn't "make sense".. sorry. I was sent to observe..

well. a friend of the devil is a friend of mine..

why do *we* even CARE what vp said? and why is it he only "manifested" fruit of da spirit(?) only when he was in front of a damned CAMERA? Just a thought. Despite the turmoil, the confusion, the craziness in this life, somehow.. maybe it's just because I'm nuts. Maybe that's it.. I can live with that.. despite the utter tons of .... I have to deal with.. I can always look at the little bit of light I have and have some peace.. others, and I think da victoid was among them, don't have that luxury.. I disagree. entirely.. *some of us* have the capacity to set our animal instincts aside, for a few moments..

I issue da "speak in (non) tongues challenge". no kidding. Try going.. a week. No tongues. Consciously. Nada.. zilch.. and see if the world goes to hell in a handbasket.. devils run amok.. "sonship" is challenged.. "god" gets ....ed off.. prayers turned down like yesterday's doughnuts.. or cheap stale cheeseburgers..

Wretched? In this life? As good as it gets? Speak for yourself.. that might explain a lot here however..

this semester.. I chose an independent study.. Globally I'm "screwed".. at this point who cares..