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Except for the few that left, they are STILL in charge.

So much for "all nine all da time". Apparently, results are not guaranteed.

I think I spent about half of my chilhood in "trouble".. heh heh. From saying/doing/thinking the dumbest stuff, rolling in poison ivy, etc. etc. One good thing about it though.. through all the good and bad times, my parents still loved me. In da vey, there was no or little love involved, at least toward the end of my involvement. You'd think that once you come of age, that the old threat "you are gonna get it now.." just is not appropriate. I have seen adults- over forty- treated like "disobedient" two year olds by teen-age snot nosed-but by a miracle out of debt sons of bitches "leadership". Apparently, you never "grow up" in Da Vey.

Cripe.. the whole theme would have to change, from green eggs and ham to da grinch that stole PFAL.

You might say that that would be an understatement.. heh heh.

I'd rather stay in a great funk In bed I'd rather have a skunk. I'd rather have a cold or flu or roll in poison ivy, too. I'd prefer a good old whippin' or castor oil, and much for sippin'. Erase every hard drive sector Or throw me to the tax collector. For panty hose I'd rather shop or get a ticket, from a cop. PFAl, unlike the dew, smell just like, well, just P. U.

Heh heh heh.

I would not take it on a bet I would not take it in a net. I would not take it when I woke I would not take it as a joke. I'd rather eat a bar of soap I'd rather sit at home and mope. My mirror I would rather crack I'd rather sit upon a tack I'd prefer to scrub the floors Or tangle with a large mad boar. Or roll in grease beneath the car Or roll myself in roofing tar. Compared to fresh green eggs and ham, PFAL tastes like spam.

Uncle H. You're pretty serious about this too, aren't you! Of course I agree whole heartedly.

Well.. only about eight inches of snow here this morning. Only about fourteen a week ago..

Can't you see we'd have world-class? I'd rather get kicked hard in the foot. You could do the press release I kind of wish that you'd just cease. It's not the modern Aryism, It's a work of plagiarism. We could have it taught in french The french would hate you for the stench We could teach it, well, in spain The spanish would just have great pain. If it has power of an elf, Why not try it on yourself? You could raise them from the dead I think I'm getting sick in the head.. You could do a few great wonders Only if you include plunder Why will you not give it up? The claims you make just don't add up.

Won't you help me run this class? If my sanity would just pass.. We could share in all the miracles I'd be running just in circles I found my mind and it still works, I will not stick it with a fork. We could be just like the mog I'd rather turn into a hog We can have power over others In that regard I have my druthers. Can't you see it's just a scam? I'd rather believe in Peter Pan. You can bring the coffee mate They're better off if not awake We can sit in rock hard chairs I'd prefer some tiger lairs Can't you see it does not function? It does not work for man nor munchkin. You can flip the charts for me Only for a drastic fee. We can hand out "bible" homework I'd rather run accross a pervert. PFAL is quite a pain, Burn the tapes and start again.

How many ways do I not want PFAL? Let me continue to count the "ways". Honestly. What about the claim of power? You know, power like hasn't been manifested since da first century? Somehow, after sixty plus classes, I would have seen it. Somebody would have seen it- maybe we were asleep in our seats and missed it. Maybe we were not "spurtual" enough. Maybe we did not read it hard enough. But what did we get? A lot of nice WORDS. A lot of promises. Nobody healed, at least in a spectacular way, nobody raised from the dead. No knowledge of the word "like it hasn't been known since the first century". You can hardly accuse me of seeking after miracles. I was in that deadbeat organization over twenty five years despite not basically seeing anything- especially on an earth moving level. "Signs and Wonders follow the word"- must have not been the word, then. Where is the beef? Obviously, not in PFAL, at least to the extent that is claimed. Cripe- you had THOUSANDS of "faithful", convinced fanatical "we know da word like it hasnt been known since the first century" followers at one time, and LITTLE came of it, at least in a practical sense. It's friggin pitiful. And what came out of it in a doctrinal sense is questionable, at best. Holy crap. I could not delude myself into having the kind of power PFAL promised once- neither could anybody else. Somehow, I am supposed to go back and "master" the material, and with "da magic of believing" I can have it all once again. No thanks..

Seriously though.. I don't HATE pfal. Not even interested in debating it's merits or demerits so much. Just don't want it. Had enough.. somebody thinks its the greatest thing since fish crawled up on dry ground.. that's their (his) priviledge. What got me thinking about this was that I bought it. I bought PFAL, again and again. How many times did you buy it? Don't tell me that it was free. What did I pay? Time. Time that I could have otherwise spent on more worthwhile endeavors. More time with family. More time with friends. more time for education. I bartered vacation time from work to be able to participate at the level that I did. I also paid by convincing people that this was supposed to be the best thing since sliced bread; couldn't run a class unless you had new folks. Money. Oh sure, they don't "charge" you again, but what did you pay? I know what I paid. I invested in the A/V equipment and upkeep. Compared to the remaining cost, this was quite small. I also "abundantly shared" consistently for YEARS. Even back then, try getting around that little detail, and see how "welcome" you really were at the class. I saw what kind of "warm" welcome "deadbeat" grads got. Plus all the trips to da headquarters to stay in good standing. Subscription to the latest wonder tape. Add to that other classes, and for those you HAD to pay. The cost of participation is a lot higher than what you read on da little green card. I think most of us paid- paid way too much. I was not unlike lots of other folk.. I bought PFAL, time and time again. No more.. no thanks.. I've had enough. You'd have an easier sell offering snow to an eskimo. I do not harbor ill will or even dislike for Mike. I just think he's trying to sell the product to the wrong crowd. I'm not buying. Never again. He needs to give it a new face maybe. Try running all that stuff by some REAL scholars. See if "the greatest theologian on the continent of Europe" will validate it. When you find stuff that does not make him laugh all the way to tears, maybe you've got the part of it that you may be able to market. And I don't doubt that there is at least some good in it, but not for me. He also needs an audience that DOES NOT CARE about the deeds of the teacher- the plaigarism, the adultery, the rape, etc. etc. "Unfortunately", I care. To be successful, he has to sell the teacher along with the teaching. Those who VP raped, plundered and pillaged will be unlikely proponents of the product. Try convincing them that so much good came out of it compared to the "little" they suffered. Cripe. Its like trying to sell a guy a box of matches the day after his house burned to the ground. Maybe it was just that they guy did not "master" the accuracy of fire making. Go back and read the book again..

Come to think of it, that may make an interesting new series. An un-named individual here could be one of the guys running around carrying his brain..

Well... if I was locked up in a spaceship, and the "queen" of PFAL videos somehow would beam it in weekly so I'd HAVE to listen.. I suppose I'd listen, but I sure would not like it. But that'd be less than humane.. imagine getting rewarded "food" pellets for each hour that you successfully completed. The cold, cold vacuum of space would be preferable..

OK. I "fixed" it. Apparently, you ladies like the clean shaven type..

Supposed to be a beard and mustache.. just have to use your imagination, heh heh.

Pew- one ugly "girl" heh heh.

OK.. now if it updates, there won't be any question! Heh heh heh heh.

If it really is a woman, why don't people tell me these things!!! heh heh.

There once was an old man named vicster who proved himself to be a trickster. He stold some ones class and then branded it as his own but the problems could not fixter.

Mr. Cool himself.. Joe Walsh is actually a Ham radio operator. WB6ACU.. one of my heroes from the early seventies.. heh heh.

I hope it's just you, heh heh. I actually though it looked a little bit like Joe Walsh in his younger days.

Kinda interesting.. any more, I don't know if I would ASK to be "ministered to". If they don't have any stinking revelation that I have a need to begin with, I would find the "service rendered" highly questionable, at the least.