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I couldn't agree more.. any good.. had absolutely NOTHING to do with him..

If you want crazy.. yep. Had I still been associated or affiliated with herr vey.. I doubt seriously my child would have survived.. we would have isolated ourselves from the rest of the "devilish" community.. and refused their love, help and blessing.. and waited in vain for "help" from the "one true househole" of herr vey.. and it likely.. never would have materialized.. very likely. we had bouts with treatments.. that this kid could not hold down any kind of hospital food. what does one do.. oh.. just "renew the mind".. that should do it.. hah.. the high school had a few activities to make a pizza fund.. sound weird? This kid on chemo.. couldn't handle consuming a bagel from the hospital cafetieria.. but she could readily eat the most spiciest pizza you could dream of..as long as it was not hospital food..so what do I do, argue? anybody through this kind of thing.. if one could find something the patient can hold down.. its almost a miracle.. I've posted all of this, by her permission, once..

yeah Frank.. and what a blessing he is.. same with my two kids.. one of them was inflicted with a dreadful disease.. but I still think her recovery was not less than miraculous. and it wasn't on a *way* schedule either.. it took a whole community of "believers" (not Way) for the miracle to occur..

the nice thing about this micropower kind of thing.. that's about what it takes to run cell phones and such.. calculators, other little modern conveniences.. Unless we develop renewable energy.. even if we do, within twenty years, I think people (especially in colder climates) will wear some kind of environmental body suits. The cost of heating ones immediate environment, vs. heating a whole house must be quite significant. No, they won't be "space suits".. special units will be fitted to pre-heat and humidify air for breathing, for some.. so they will use natural sources to fuel communication needs.. and along with led technology, very little power required for lighting.. anything that has energy "muscle" will be very localized. Well.. it's a thought, take it or leave it..

I may have been there.. I forget which year it was exactly, 95, 94.. must have been 95, I remember the rain. It rained so hard, we went out in the parking lot and rubbed soap on the car.. let the rain do the rest. Didn't need a car wash or anything..

ok.. as to his desire, I won't use the words. But does the word "sixty" ring a bell?

The real "miraculous" in my life happened about six years ago.. I went back to school.. who would have thought a profitable business would be driven into the ground by an absolutely asinine employer.. but somehow I saw this coming eight years ago. so I went ahead and started planning. I really don't want to open another shop, Nor did I want to end up working for a similar "numbnuts" employer. The choice at the time- part time education.. I was in a chemistry curriculum at a community college. Then I came to be in a position scholarships and Pell grants did not apply anymore. The labs for the chemistry classes were only one credit of education, but the "technology fees" were just too horrendous to consider continuing. So I gathered up my credits, and went to another university, a four year college.. and entered the math curriculum. all the while, the amount of business continued, probably to the chagrin of the employer, to justify keeping the shop open. Until this year. So.. in celebration of the inauguration of the new president, and *possible* new taxes.. he finally axed the electronics repair department. Fine. I continue school and graduate.. but nobody is hiring tv repair people at the moment.. Now.. I have barely enough unemployment payments to get me through until the fall. And in the fall.. I begin the graduate program. They are actually willing to PAY to teach me how to teach kids algebra.. and provide graduate level classes besides.. and I haven't even sat down for any kind of formal interview. So if I don't find suitable employment by then.. I have suitable employment.. and in two years, god willing.. I'll have a masters degree in math, if not in applied mathematics. Along with teaching skills.. And with *possible* returning veterans seeking better employment than what the market has to have without some kind of degree.. they will return to school.. where will they start.. ah. Community colleges. And who will be in great demand to teach Algebra, Discrete math, calculus.. differential equations.. I just hope I live long enough.. it should be fun..

Yeah.. that's crazy.. I've seen some things "happen".. but my experience.. if there isn't some kind of "grace" or something.. it just does not happen. And you can't put it on a schedule.. I don't think there's a single "law" or anything to rely on to make it happen either. I think we were sold a bill of goods..

I "believed" for it to rain once, in a very specific way.. this one character I worked with at the time was ranting on and on how's there's no God and all.. I say "no God, eh? how about if it rains as far as the eye can see, except for this little block around us.. and it actually happened.. a person could see the downpour of water the next block over.. and it was perfectly dry where we were at. The character quit mumbling about there not being a God, and started babbling something about witchcraft.. no, I did not invite him to twig. Just seemed inappropriate at the time to hang some kind of advertisement on it..

Now the greasespot "club".. the Greasespot justification for existence..is supposed to be to tell the other side of the story, the abuse, the insanity, the nuttiness.. That's the purpose, isn't it? we've already had the "initiation".. in the old ministry.. everybody was betrayed, in my opinion.. Greasespot is not too bad of a "club".. I jointed a squirrel haters club once. No kidding.. they had no sense of humor..

Part of it is just human nature.. in my opinion.. I think everybody wants to belong somewhere.. with the old organization.. I think we just found the wrong club. A pretty much useless, self-serving lot.. more so than the rest.. I belong to likely about half a dozen "clubs". Now at one point or another, they all could be characterized as being self-serving. The ham club performs public service. Of course it is altruistic and all, but if it does not receive some kind of response, or recognition.. however small, it would feel "slighted".. why? I think because those who enjoy the hobby would like people to know what the hobby is about, its usefulness, and possibly perpetuate the hobby itself. Individuals contribute to hopefully promote a greater good.. then there's the math "club". It is a smaller subset of the higher education club. Same reasoning.. it might be a living, but it must justify itself..is it self-serving? Yes, to some extent.. and there is an "initiation" of sorts. Same for the ham club.. whereas these two mentioned "clubs" perform a useful function in society, I don't see where twi does, or ever did. Some offshoots do a little better..

I was thinking something like that.. look what the "cult" life turned a college educated jock into in the old *ministry*.. a nutcase with delusions of grandeur.. and when defrocked, likely a diet of sedatives and anti-depressants that would stop a bull elephant.. that's partly what one of my questions referred to.. what are you going to do when it doesn't really "work"..

Yeah.. well, what good is power if one uses it.. this is about the third time I've been in a position to either ruin somebody, or start some kind of cult.. who says power corrupts.. heh. The first time.. I was hitch-hiking from Athens to Bluefield West Virginia. Circa 1974. About twelve miles or so, if I remember correctly.. A church bus passed me as I began my journey, and ignored my request for a ride.. right after the church bus passed, I got a ride.. five blocks up, the bus stopped for gas. We passed the bus, the driver unaware of my passage.. the car let me off a half mile down the road. So the bus passed again, twice ignoring my hand signal for a ride.. right after I got yet another ride. This one went about a mile and a half. The church bus had stopped to drop off something or another at a church.. and was unaware of my passage yet again. this happened two more times.. and the fifth time.. the guy stopped the van.. with ashen face.. and asked me if I was an angel, or Jesus.. I could have told him ANYTHING.. and he would have believed it.. "naw.. I'm just as "ordinary" as anybody else.."

Sell them.. they used to give them away. ha.. they probably drudged up an old box of them out of the depths of the osc, branded them "new prevailing present truth stickers" and sold them for five bucks each.. the "followers" probably have to send a copy of their vehicle registration, to prove said vehicle is not a thirty year old "wowmobile" before consideration that twi even WANTS to sell them the bumper sticker.. but I think they probably already kicked out anybody who owned an old rust bucket to begin with.. bad advertising ya know..

A rubber mallet?

I have run into maybe one person still in in the last five years. And the person was NOT witnessing. Person was at coffee shop. Had a group of a few "professional" types the person made a connection with in the community. This person saw me, and I could see the panic, and lips move.. "gawd, please don't let him recognize me.." The eyes.. like a deer caught in the headlights.. then person turned chair so as not to be in my view.. absolutely pathetic. Where are you "prevailing" now, hmmm? unbelievable.. I just pretended I didn't see the person.. but the look of fear.. so afraid I'd "out" them as to what kind of organization they "belong" to.. and really, with the line of work, it would be death, professionally. I think the person is still "in"..

"at ease".. friend.. :) Really though.. friggin morons.. what were they looking for.. the people here are pure gold.. I guess it shows their real priorities..

hmm.. but what are they supposed to do with the "leftovers".. you know.. the less than *special* people to come on board? hmm..

but.. but.. these aren't ordinary buggy whips. They are the latest edition, prevailing, more than abundant life whips..

Ah.. so there is another "dated" one here.. Its official name was The Flying Fickled Finger of Fate, sometimes referred to as the Rigid Digit. The award might be more suitable to the bot or various "leaders".. some even out of da ministry now..

Possibly they give one of these, properly mounted.. The rest of the "boobie prizes" I ggogled would likely be removed by a moderator.. It was a difficult task, but I sorted through all of them to find one suitable for the audience here. Don't thank me all at once..

This is probably what they hand out now..

I supppose I should look where I'm posting..

Some things aren't worth proving.. especially things proven a thousand times over.. no matter what "new angle" one might come up with, it is still impossible to trisect an arbitrary angle using only a compass and straight-edge..

The thing I don't understand is the dodging and secrecy.. I mean, isn't it just a tad bit EARLY in the life cycle of an organization for that? I thought that came after they had more than just a few volunteers, and lotsa money flowing in the coffers.. they"ve skipped all the preliminary steps (along with the loot) and gone directly to da way as it is today.. gone from zero to abundantly over-arrogant in less than a year.. maybe it was just founded in bitterness and arrogance.. to begin with.