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Frisco Guy, talk with the waiter with the funny towel on his head. He might put it in the microwave in the back for you..

COLD coffee? well, I guess one form of caffeine is better than none..

I should know; it's been a long climb for me..

If a person doesn't like what's falling on them, you'd at least THINK they'd have enough sense to just climb up out of the outhouse..

I dunno.. I've woken up in the middle of the night, twenty five years after some unresolved issue. Truth indeed was so much stranger than fiction that I was relieved that somebody else saw it.. Oh, hello Johnny. Nice to see you around again.

What a fate.. maybe karma is a genuine concept. Imagine, ending up on "the bottom end" of Greasespot Cafe..

and since you won't find this in the newspaper any time soon: I suppose they must only be content to come here in volunteer service for "the master", and try to convince people that they have problems with "forgiveness", and throw Jesus's blood on swine (i.e. vic, loy, and crowd) who don't want it and didn't request it, to begin with.. If I were them, I'd really consider getting an education somewhere.. in the real world, nobody's gonna hire somebody for a position like that.. maybe the mob, but who wants to live like that? Some do I guess.. going about selling "protection" for the lord..

But I think that WW describes here, is a pretty accurate assessment. I think "they" are in some pretty thick, dark doo doo. If they REALLY wanted to find some "devils", I think they should have looked a little closer to the top of the organization. Yeah, "we're humble to the word", but confront them with the truth in love, and they'll kick your a**. All the way out to the street.. happened a few times. It took me a couple of years out of that quagmire before I could take a REAL honest look at it. Every generation of "corps" got progressively worse, at least the ones assigned to this area. First, they got better at just picking a fight, trying to establish who's in charge.. then they learned how to meddle, and manufacture problems they simply were not there. then they learned how to more effectively confront people, and try to force a "solution" to the manufactured problem. I witnessed the early stage of this development. Plus the vocabulary- slowly got more vile and primitive. If I was in the shrinking twi universe, I'd watch my back.

Perhaps. But the low forehead, ears, and beady eyes are a pretty darn close match. Just take off some hair on top.. It's your guys fault here.. see what happens when I'm left unattended?

Sent to some locations with humans, heheh. "Ladies and Gentlemen, welcome your new Region Coordinator for the year 2007.." I dunno, I think it looks like loy..

I think that spirit and emotion are very close allies, if not the same thing. But it is a renewable resource. I think a person wakes up in the morning with just about the same amount of energy that they did the previous morning, but how to spend it.. some conserve it, some spend it all at one place with fear and hate, and go through the rest of the day emotionally bankrupt. I am of the opinion that our internal spirit, or emotional energy, is based on God's nature. The bible does attribute love, hate, and other emotions to the almighty.

I wonder how much of this kind of behavior is hereditary. They make bold claims of victory over sin, prevailing over mans more primitive godless nature. But they end up embracing it. WW, I think you hit the bullseye.

I dunno. I think sometimes "free will" is forfeited, chosing the easy way out, not necessarily the correct way. Instincts do tend to get in the way..

I wonder if "they" were consciously conditioning people to do that. I remember early in the seventies, a LIMB COORDINATOR walked up, asked, "say, are you possessed?" "Naw, it's that guy over there.." "OH. OK.." No friggin joke. The whole problem is, you can't keep pointing the finger at other people.. eventually they are gone. That has happened to a few leaders, confronted their flock into oblivion, and guess who's left under the microscope..

Yep. Well, this "character" seemed so inept.. uneducated. Honestly, my first impression of the guy was something like "if this is as smart as they are making them there, something has to be wrong.." I think that was partly what clued me in on the real state of affairs at der vey. There he sat, trying to look professional, merely pretending to be doing something for God. And he didn't have a clue. I think that this was one of the first incidents that this unqualified stooge was to "screw up out of their immaturity". Was it worth it? Well, yes, for me. At least I finally saw what I was really dealing with. They could have saved money, and sent out a chimpanzee.

Math 300- B History- B+ Psych 100- A Lit 204- A GPA moved up to 3.57

From the front page of Greasespot, the Brirbery transcription: And these young, inexperienced 22 year olds went about to prove themselves to their "master", digging for spirits and other problems to solve that simply did not exist. Those who I came in contact with, the inexperienced ones loy sent out with clubs to break a few heads, or rather "fix" the problems in my state- only classification I can logically put them in: Hitler Youth. PERFECT job if a person wants to be a goon. What will they do when they turn thirty or thirty five? I haven't seen any local job offers here: "wanted, Goon. Must have no conscience, minimum of twelve years experience breaking heads.."

But I think loy is a closer match..

I agree, loy took it to extremes. loy raised up at least one corps that I know of to do this specifically though. "If you want to be CORPS, you can't be afraid of breaking a few HEADS". This sounds kinda right with vic's accent..

As I was sitting before almighty mr. "never mix my bread and vegetables", he "boldly" proclaimed, "if I were you, I'd spill your guts. Tell me what your problem is.." Hmm.. did I forget to shower that morning? Brush my teeth.. lessee. At that point I figured it out, that I was dealing with lunatics. But what was he fishing for.. As one of the "new guys", he had better start getting "results". Of course, to have results, you must find some problems to solve, and then of course, solve them. How many of us were force fed problems, often that we did not have, then to undergo radical "treatment" to justify these sycophant's existence.. I think the miserable sob had to fulfill a quota, and show a certain number of skins of slain debils to justify his position, if not employment in der vey. There is a phrase in my head, but I don't know where it is coming from. Maybe it's coming from the ether somewhere.. "If you want to be CORPS, you can't be afraid of breaking a few heads". I wonder if anybody else has heard this.. I don't think loy would be as stupid to put this kind of mandate in writing.

With those kind of "results", I am sure loy would have promoted mr. "I never mix my bread and vegetables". Probably to the cabinet level.. field promotion, right on the spot. hmmm. I wonder.. seems that those who "proved themselves" able to supposedly "smoke out" this or that, were richly rewarded. maybe there were a few selfish motives that motivated them to look for devils under every rock.

True. I don't think I had any decent "leadership" on the limb level, until Ra*ph D. Maybe I should try another pole, rate your leadership, when you got involved with der vey. First limb coordinator seemed kinda ok, until I got close enough to see the color of his skin. Turned out to be a goon. I wonder how he feels now. I hope some humanity returned to him after he left der vey. My last conversation with "Mr." Ch*lar, he found it absolutely INCREDULOUS that I wouldn't tow the line, and support and stand with loy his almighty "god". "so you left of your own accord.." I told him what leadership did to the very people he knew here. I could tell it made an impression, but obviously it did not wake him up. Yep.. one "session" of confrontation with a LUNATIC gone REAL wrong, and I quietly walked off. "soo, spill your guts.." I could have made up a bunch of crap about myself and stayed. I know some people did. Pretend I had spirits, or say I was a homo or something with impassioned pleas for "help". They were on a witch hunt, why not give them what they want? If I had to do it over.. I'd take a bunch of catsup, feathers, and green gelatin to the next "reproof" session.. act like I was having a seizure or something.. there'd be a cloud of "blood", feathers, green "ectoplasm".. Naw, the guy would probably have a heart attack..

The only thing I'll say, I've seen a few things lately that suggest that free will isn't quite the reality that I was told that it was.. I will provide no details. People might really think the squirrel went over the deep end.. Honestly, I think freedom of will plays more in the confines of the small choices of life.

I used to really value "free will", now I am not so sure.. I think I have it, or at least the illusion of it.. :)

Now you done and gone it. "They" are going to start calling us Druids.. Actually it is a good point. But I've found that point of balance in the middle of "hell" sometimes.