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exploding snow.. I only faintly remember something like that.. oh yes.. and the Russians are building a military base on the dark side of the moon, from which to launch their final assault against the capitalistic nations of the world..

I wonder if they are still so "proud" to have a manogawd that can reveal to them the real meaning of the riddle of the Sphinx.. the "eve had lesbian sex with the devil" biblical "offering".. the continents separated by subterranean jet fuel.. oh! The "revelation" on how the pope is buying an aircraft carrier, and will resume inquisition in the new world.. Yep. He's sailing, for New Knoxville Bay..

Hmmm. Maybe "more pathetic" is a better description.. I mean.. they've proverbially shot themselves in the foot how many times.. and it is all the devil's fault because they are supposed to be so great.. entertaining, on one level, pathetic on another.. "worse" on another- it seems they still have a following that buys into that nonsense.

What's worse than a broken down, second or third rate religious cornfield cult of an organization that has long since seen better days? One with paranoind inclinations and persistent delusions of grandeur. the devil himself is still "going after" "da word like it hasn't been known since the earth cooled", isn't he?

Hmmm. Well, twi didn't end up being one of the seven wonders of the world did it? Maybe in the minds of those "charged with oversight" or something like that..

The people of the Dome are cool.. they found a place to put their name.. Hey.. I found Rummy"s name there.. http://www.emporia.edu/libsv/archives/the-people-of-the-dome/pictures-details.html?166851c6-1884-4c03-bef6-feeb39807be5

I'm still trying to figure out.. where do some try to pay their "debt". The tithe, or abundant sharing.. looking all Creation over, for a place to give their 10, or 15 percent to give.. because, why.. they supposedly owed da way ten or fifteen percent.. Wayne was (is) cool.. I wonder if he ever really figured out where to give it to..

sometimes.. the best one can do is to deflect this kind of nonsense. Yes, one has the ability to absorb this kind of energy,.. but one does not have to.. it's not for my benefit, if I do, or not..

Really? The whole definition sounds kinda vague to me.. so the "minstry" falls into ruins.. who assumes payment for the "debt".. offshoots? or something like that.. Maybe it is "them. You know.. they.. that is.. sowy. I'm still tying to figure all of this out. sometimes seriously, sometimes, not really. christ.. from what I read.. they had a funeral for the hippies.. where do they all go.. join another cult or something? I dunno.. I'll wait for a few comments, and let the thread slowly die. If that is what it needs to do..

Hmm. Well, spiritualism is cool. Doesn't demand the price and loyalty that it's bastard cousin exacts.. speak in tongues all you want. You still don't owe them your very life or something..

Roy, you will always be my friend. :)

Thanks friend, I found several names of people I knew there.

In a mathematical sense. "so, what you are saying is, you perform the required algebra to convert the equation into standard form, then factor the resulting equation, then use the zero factor property to state the two possible solutions.." what is zero factor anyway? Most of the time any interpretation is.. interpreting procedure.. interesting..

Interpretation of tongues.. sometimes I have to try to do this mathematically.. but there generally is a whole lot of interaction. I prefer to think.. that the "interpretation" is given by another than the one spewing in tongues. It has to make sense to everybody,doesn't it? Maybe. Just maybe.. interpretation of tongues was supposed to be some kind om ministry of sorts? I dunno.

Interpretation of tongues.. and where did this "allow" a friggin spiritual adulterous and worse moron to "complete" a stumbled message by someone he should not have even asked to begin with, in ROA 75. who says the numbnuts can divine the supposed result. i.e. interpret the few "hiccups" of a supposed follower.. more like close claims of legitimate inquiry. Just an additional (but contextual) thought.

Probably have to keep up with appearances. Or lack of appearances. Or something..

Groupies? Looks more to me like Eunuchs.. un-men, to guard the whatever it is there..

Rules the day? Or maybe the sunset.. or night of twi.. dark night of the soul, or of the organization..

God Bless you, friend..

Oh.. I forgot! My most strange witnessing experience. I lived in Bluefield, WV. so I was hitchhiking through Athens and Princeton. No car.. well.. it wasn't too long of a walk. Maybe ten miles. A church bus drove by, my thumb was out. The driver chose to pass me by without stopping. later, I got a ride. It lasted about three miles. Sorry fella, I'm not going any further.. but the church bus stopped somewhere we passed. I stand in the road.. the bus drives by AGAIN. This happens again. I'm there, the bus drives by.. The third time.. the bus stops. The guy gets out, and asks.. "are you Jesus?" I could have told him anything at the moment and he would probably have believed it.. "naw, I'm just as human as you.." maybe that could have been my strangest witnessing experience.. no, just couldn't do it.. the old "twig leader" thought I should have told him I was Lucifer or something.. nawww.

Just leave. *They* really are not your friends. It's an illusion. Maybe in earlier days they acted like they were.. Might I add. If you want similar numbnuts, like from certain offshoots to leave you alone, publically adopt a belief in reincarnation, or that the dead are alive, or agree with your local Trinitarian. Or go to a Unitarian Universalist church. They don't care what you believe. Well, within reason I suppose. Maybe join a coven..

Don't smoke it, though..

Not necessarily. But that was the standard operating procedure in medieval Europe to prepare for Easter. Do a little spring cleaning, round up the black cats.. The superstitious would go absolutely nuts with our Samantha. She loves to talk with the humans. Can't figure out what she's trying to say all the time, but she is quite vocal. When I leave the house, for whatever reason.. she is quite annoyed about it. I come back in, and it's five minutes of "rowler, rowler, rowl" along with the tip of her tail quivering..

One of the cats wolfed down about eight grams of this stuff.. after the initial frenzy, she is now sleeping, quite soundly..

It's only aged about five months. But I gave some to the cats tonight. They are going absolutely NUTS. Too bad the human being version of whatever it is isn't legal..