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Thou shalt not steal. Hmmm. Probably means "spiritual" stealing. (note to self: Speak in tongues more.) Oh, Wait! That's not all of it. It's got something to do with "administrations", too. hahahahahaha! (I crack myself up sometimes.)

Hang in there, Roy. Better days are yet to come.

And now, you know too, John. So, why do you still hold on?

black heart, white heart coincidence?

Stranger things have happened.

Sometimes people accuse me of being bitter. I'm not sure I was ever bitter. I'm damn sure, though, that I've been more than just a little embarrassed to admit I was duped. And this differs from reading Tarot cards.... how?

I don't think he ever took the Advanced Class, either. In the class, he taught that you can't ask God for a sign, claimed the dew on the fleece was a one-time deal. Then, he turned around and expected us to believe some lame story about how he ordered God to make it snow, as a sign.

He claimed his "class" promoted harmony in the home. How would he know? The only harmony he created was a long string of duets in the motor coach.

Bunch of kids playing "grown-up".

I'm often intrigued by the way people who weren't there suddenly know exactly what happened. People who weren't in the Corps or FellowLaborers or on HQ Staff somehow know what it was like to be there. Fascinating.

Let's try it this way....You can't judge a book by lookin' at the cover.

Absolutely. Opinions can and do vary all across the board. I think, though, that behavior trumps opinion on these matters. You may be of the opinion that someone is a class A yet their behavior reveals them to be a class B. I'm just sayin'.

I tend to see Corps participation as a sort of barometer for The Way's health. Right now, the weather forecast looks rather dismal. Boo Hoo... I'm so sad.

With all the big dollar figures that have been tossed around in the news lately, 54 million seems like such a pittance. I'm just sayin'.

Yeah, he could have just said he came up with the same idea as Dave Thomas, through independent research. (like he did with Bullinger and 4 crucified.) hahahahahahaha!

Now that's better! Unfortunately, Wendy's opened their first restaurant in 1969, two years after PFAL was filmed.

Yeah change *word over the world* to *word under the table*. Instead of"WOW!", we're left with "WUT?" :huh:/>

He's never been among my favorites. I lean more toward heartfelt expression than flashy technique. BTW...Jimmy Dawkins died yesterday. Now THERE was a guy with a unique sound. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LgwP7GyMeJw

Chronic sleep deprivation It does all sorts of wacky things to your mind and body. It was standard M.O. in the various Way programs, though not typically seen at local levels. Try running on 5 hrs. sleep for a week....or a month. Now imagine running on 5 hrs. sleep for years on end. It takes its toll. Here I am, almost 40 years after the fact, and I still wake up automatically after 5 hrs. sleep. The difference now is that I can roll over and go back to sleep instead of rushing off to some meaningless meeting.

I was in FellowLaborers (Did my whole two years and then some) The 50 of us lived in a block of rented townhouses, 6 to a townhouse. (No mingling with local populace allowed) We got up at 5:30 AM. (5:00 AM if you had a morning responsibility, such as breakfast prep.) Had a morning fellowship in one of the basements, where we sat cross-legged on the floor. ("Mannies", announcements, etc.) After that, we ran our mile or did exercises if the weather was too extreme. (No big deal....gym glass type stuff) Next we moved on to breakfast in the "houses" with our smaller house groups.... Get ready for work.... Work 8 (required) hours at a secular job, with a view toward using the job as a springboard to promote PFAL. After work, move on to dinner with all 50 members at Limb HQ, using proper (Way) etiquette. Each house had an appointee who was responsible for prepping dinner, dishes, silverware, etc.) Work on Limb assignments until 9 or 10....Drive back to townhouse compound and meet in night twigs for 1/2 hour. Wash dishes and prep meals for next day.....oh, look, it's midnight....Gotta hit the sack because it's lights out and there is to be no talking after 12......Get up next day and do it all again.

You probably know this but in the U.S., polecat is another name for skunk. :o

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2U2hxJkk594 :o