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What I would like to know.. anybody here actually witness the *event*? A fire-breathing sonofabitch circling around my tent might motivate me to relocate as well.. what was the big deal.. a 24 hour prayer vigil, around the "possessed".. seeking mercies from the Almighty to slay, or at the minimum "bother" communications with the departed.. or something? Loud prayers trying to cast spirits out.. or something of the sort? Just wonder.

well.. one contributes to the other, doesn't it? Well.. properly aged, of course..

Please don't be. Quotations from one of my favorite movies are forced to the surface.. I can be at least as sorry as you.. gaaaaa.. there I go again.. why does this stuff play so in my head.. maybe we are all equally disturbed.. who knows. You know.. the fortune teller at the Van Wert fair was probably a very nice person..

I dunno. If I REALLY, REALLY bought into the vicster's lies and hypocrisy.. maybe I would go to extraordinary measures to defend my decision.. of sorts. Maybe I never really did.. I don't think I've ever really enjoyed one single step of stability along the way.. why settle on stability, when one can really LIVE?

I'm sorry if I have offended you, friend.. maybe that is the way I survive.. I dunno. everything isn't really always damned funny to me. But there are times.. I've laughed the devil to his face, even when he held all of the advantage, or all the cards.. sowy. I'm just plain nuts at.. or at the most of the time.. :) where do we go from here..

I think during a fit of delusion of gandeur, he maybe IMAGINED he had the ability to run off some kind of spiritual oppression, or something.. But yes, the account is "factual". As far as the victoid's inflated self-importance, that is.. I went to a school that was within one year of achieving the *distinction* of holding the longest losing streak in any league of college football. The way, inc did not intervene and cast out spirits. However, they turned around and actually won a few championships. No help from vic. I thought the *class* was held at Ball State University, not Ohio State. Maybe I'm wrong..

I think it might speak to us.. who knows. Nuke the little cult in Colorado, and nobody might even notice..

Jeesus. My thirteen thousandth post had better kill something.. Anybody have any goats I can stare at?

It sounds like a larger organization running out of resources..

Yep. And as long as they don't use the ABS to pay the stinking fee for the money order, either.

I wonder.. whatever, or however did the insurance man turn out? Must be pretty old, now..

I had a similar experience with a character in high school.. I just asked the question. Do we really need to go to these extremes. I can go there if I have to, what about you.. I mean, what do we want to do. Exchange livers for kidneys, or something like that?

How does my last post fit in with the idiom of permission.. well.. maybe it can't find a home, anywhere else.. What MIGHT be relevant. The idiom of permission, might be an attempt to explain the unexplainable. It's a crutch.. sometimes I'd rather leave some matters unexplainable. Why have security in one's beliefs, when one can fly.. Now The Squirrel stands back.. carry on as you wish.

Very interesting passage. I have a few questions. "the day" shall declare it. What day? why so vague? There are many "the days".. further, we are talking about reward.. but is the context REALLY some kind of judgement day, and day of reward? Why do we have to force some kind of PRIVATE INTERPRETATION that this is during a time of judgement after some kind of "gathering together"? The fire.. shall try every man's work of what sort it is.. fire? I've had some of my work "burned" in this world. Not some time in the distant or not so distant future.. I've had everything I ever thought I've believed melt away once.. in the heat of whatever it was.. You know. The greeks reward was a very small garland, woven of olive leaves.. I have a couple of those, figuratively speaking. They are friggin PAPER. very interesting.. The only thing untouched by the fire in this lifetime.. is my love for two individuals, and their love for me..

almost two years?!! maybe. maybe they could email us an alert when a live upheaval is about to transpire in their living room..

I really hope it isn't all that simple. at least in the end..

try this when the child requires about a hundred or so shots of steroids to survive a massive response to exposure to poison ivy. Yeah, that was me. I knew they loved me.. but after a few exposures to a number of dull re-used needles in the early sixties.. they would have to catch me, to be partly able to administer the remedies. To this day, I attribute these events to one of the reasons I would never become a heroin addict. Anyone who would voluntarily use a needle to add some medical substance intravenously to their blood stream.. is just plain nuts.

but.. but.. isn't this really cool? I can't agree with every experience I've had along the way as being truth.. maybe, they were all footsteps along the way. No pun intended.. so what if I was blindedly deceived.. does it really make a difference in the fabled cosmic scheme of things? maybe I'm still (self) deceived.. I can live with that. At least if I can.. I figure.. I've at best have about twenty years.. by the numbers. At best..

One last call. Contact the Squirrel (John Tallman) here at Greasespot. Or.. kb8pgw@hotmail.com. I check my hotmail account daily.

OH YES! Now I remember.. he was a physics teacher at the high school here. Now it is defunct.. the building was torn down a number of years ago.. He ended up marrying one of his students.. He and very young *wife* went into the corps.. I've put his name on friend tracker as well. No reply, nada, nothing.. ha! why couldn't we just.. get.. what is the word.. carefully, and genetically guarded.. just plain.. well, carefully. Laid. Now that we choose to speak at least explicitly sexually.. where is Johniam.. is it just shock to you, or is it reality.. yeah. Witnessing always sucked.. it got so much in the way, so to speak..

I have only two offspring. Both conceived in love, at least as far as I am concerned.. The seventies really sucked. at least sexually and spiritually.. ah yes.. this character's mentor. B*tch D*v*es. he witnessed in the local bars as well.. The Anchor. Kanawha City.. they generally served alcohol to anyone who exhibited the capacity to be able to breath air.. where is all of this going.. I wish I knew.. Has to make sense to somebody here..

then there was the time I gave a "lady(?)* a ride to twig on a motorcycle. It was a Honda. Lower form. About a 360.. the "coordinator" says something like.. what are you going to do.. just witness to the "lady"? I'm thinking.. now you're telling me. sure.. makes perfect sense. I can barely support myself here.. Unintended pregnancy? Yah.. that's the ticket to the more abundant life, I'm sure. This character was really demented. On many levels.. I've mentioned his name on friend finder. No, he will never read this, nor will anyone guess his identity.. probably still some kind of household coordinator, in da way. well, one chief difference. I don't have a half a dozen offspring trying to chase me down.. at least probably.

why can't these nutcases just allow such situations progress to their natural conclusion.. now that's what I'm talking about.. a divine, heaven and earth moving "movement" of sorts. and the Creator provides the means to clean up the consequences.. Cool story, friend..

This is one of my most pleasant memories of the years of involvement in "gawd's ministry". I found an individual, just as insane as myself, at the time.. the weird thing.. I came to the realization it was all a sham. But it was still like music..

Yeah. That's about what happened.. my old ex brother in law.. he comes back.. he says something like.. "I can't leave you alone for five minutes and you're casting spirits out of each other.." well, paraphrased of course. I wish he'd come here and give the exact meaning of his words..