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Targeting the vulnerable.. I think da way had a lot of targets. On one level, those searching for answers, and who could provide a little bit of money, blood and sweat. On another, those with excess of money looking for a wort(less) organization to throw it to.. on another, those with excess of fame to provide some kind of stamp of approval..

from Skyrider on another thread.. How come I never heard of this? Was it at an old advanced class or something? Anybody know any details? did herr victoid emcamp himself about the tent.. Loudly claiming "victory* in jesus' name over da spirits of one so possessed? Was it a case where he was just so obnoxious that any reasonable (unpossessed) person would RUN in the other direction? I had a similar experience once, but I did not run off. I just started "casting spirits" out of the insane religious nutcase trying to do the same thing to me..

I don't remember this..

Pools of sorrow, waves of joy.. maybe this is too much.. :)

You have to read it in the original.. some of the verses.. it sounds like he is singing.. "nothing is going to chain my world".. Yeh! I heard it.. in the second repetition of the chorus..

I know where the dream ends. I have seen it.. just not sure about the timing, or exact details..

What is it.. there is a verse, somewhere.. about someone who hastens to be rich will not be innocent.. god bless them.. the wife of one the corps "men" here.. said boldly.. "you can't blame US of that.."

every decade I have become something that I had no clue that I would become the decade before.. where is the certainty in that? One decade I became a husband and father.. I washed windows, cleaned dishes.. it was really fun. The next.. I became some kind of electronics expert. The next.. I moved from taking to giving. I used electronic knowledge to give back to the community.. I became a ham radio operator.. the next decade.. I became a mathematician.. this decade, I'm trying to figure out how to teach math.. becoming some kind of professor? now what. No idea.. but each step along the way has not been exactly logical. I feel like every ten years or so, I've peeled off one more layer after another.. weird, huh..

Certainty? One runs in the nearest direction.. I have a few certainties. One of them is from a dream when I was young.. very young. There was some construction down the street where I lived. There was a mound of sand, the neighborhood kids were playing with the sand. They had their little toy cranes, dumptrucks.. that is the real part of life. In the dream, it became a mound of nickels, dimes, quarters, half-dollars. All I could carry off, I could have.. so what does that tell me. I'll never be rich. No hundred dollar bills.. no cash hoard.. but all I really NEED, to carry off as I wish. So I'll never exactly starve, will I.. isn't that enough certainty? What more could I really want.. as far as THIS existence is concerned? I'm speaking as regards to physical existence.. If I was greedy, I'd write a few computer programs to work with finances, and rape and pillage some people's retirement accounts and pensions.. and social security..

Ha! well, I wasn't worried.. I figured it would come back to topic. But did it every really stray? "fornication" can be only really enjoyed by the spiritual elite.. it wasn't "sex". It was "getting one's needs met.." "relieving the tension of da manogawd so he could properly *minister* to da flock.. make his job "easier" so to speak. one has to see it in the "original" to really appreciate it.. abundance? I think it is related. Da manogawd and manogowdesses NEED a trip to the Bahamas to be fully rested enough to make the most important spiritual decisions regarding YOUR life. Of course they do.. proper accommodations.. miraculously trimmed groomed lawns..

some of us have evolved beyond that.. evolved? I dunno. Maybe that is not an apt description.. maybe.. compelled? maybe everybody needs that kind of experience.. you know. One look at some kind of light, and everything melts away, just shy of leaving this existence.. I abhor certainty, or the claim for it, anymore.. Why settle for certainty, when one can have a real direction to go in..

before doing so. Rub and wear a necklace made out of strung garlic.. wear a very large silver cross. carry a few wooden stakes..

thanks for your kind comments. the problem I have with the religion is.. when things go "wrong" so to speak, out come the excuses. Idiom of permission, various euphemisms.. It just seems to me, that most of the euphemisms and idioms attempt to attribute logic to a god which may not be exactly logical (human characteristic).. I'd say a lot more, but I'll try to stay on topic here..

Job was afflicted so the children and servants were "expendable"? Just so much raw material to expend to prove Job's righteousness? I mean.. these were living souls were they not? Did they deserve this? Or is it possible.. that they merely AGREED to this? Just a few questions.

I mean.. "sanity" is a human thought, isn't it? how can you attribute a human attribute to the Almighty.. these questions don't bother me much. I already know everything I ever believed or hoped to believe was just plain wrong..

but who is it to say.. it just seems to me.. the condescension, the idiom of permission, isn't this often used to soften what a reasonable person might interpret as insane acts? I used a little "g" for a reason. I'd go on, but yawl think I'm nuts enough as it is.

education is also reserved for the elite('s offspring). Needs basis BS.. below poverty wages. Pell grants.. seemed ok for the dedicated wayfer to provide education for his or her financially neglected offspring.. Health care. Same thing.. why live in abundance when you can exist in poverty? Maybe, just maybe.. the woman of the house will be called to da manogawd's parlor tonight..

Sometimes.. agape love has a far more powerful effect on the lover, not on the lover's object of love.. I cry for you. or with you.

Killing young children.. women.. hmm. is it possible that the god they held in such great reverence was just plain, out of his (or her) gourd insane?

Reminds me of the song "I am my own grandpa.." why can't they just let the "heritage" offered by an abusive second rate sexual deviant and con artist just die in obscurity..

I tried that. "The young man" is fully accountable for whatever evil transpires, as far as I am concerned.

What if.. what if it could happen in your neighborhood? No tent camping.. no slaverish bondage to some kind of insidious, drunken, "night owl"..

But we are talking about the gawd-given ability to freely fornicate with one's spouse, one's neighbor's spouse, along with all other w"willing" fmales within earshot of " God's Call".. under the unclouded sun here. Not mutilation. That might be subject for another thread.. I think the topic here is.. entitlement. *They* are entitled.. to do whatever they want, in broad daylight.. well.. at least until the lawyers intervene..

:)

Soooo. why should a socially inept.. intellectually inferior specimen be allowed to contribute to the gene pool.. maybe we have failed our mission hee..