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Here's some threads on the subject, from different angles...
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One of vpw's main "examples" of this "believing equals receiving" was this anonymous mother (whom I'm convinced never existed) who worried about her child every day when seeing her child off to school, and who-according to vpw- killed her child by way of worrying about her child. I bumped up another thread where we discussed that- I'm convinced MOST parents worry about their kids, and MOST parents get their kids back unharmed. I can also state PERSONALLY that NOT having your parents worry is no protection against disaster striking before they see you next. ======================== A man begins to get a crippling paranoia he will become a car-crash statistic as he drives, but after a pep-talk, he returns to being a safe driver. (Ok, this one is possible, but hardly a "law"- it's more how someone can cause a self-fulfilling prophecy, or follow a pep-talk.) A pair of men sit in a room and focus their minds on their goal- which then shows up and makes itself known to them, all as the result of their sitting in the room and focusing. They become rich philanthropists, but nobody likes them despite their charitable contributions. (And yet we can't FIND a record of them- is it possible they never existed?) BTW, this story is in TW:LiL and made a big impact on lcm, as he himself recorded in his own book, "vp and me". ========================= How was this described in TWLIL? "There were two men in Van Wert." "Now, they got together every morning at 5am and believed together for an hour. Every morning. I don't know what they called it. But they would set their minds on an agreed project. They never spoke; just got together every morning and both concentrated on whatever it was, until it came to pass." "They just got together and put their minds on it every single morning for a couple of weeks, and lo and behold, one day suddenly some guy who wanted to sell his distillery just called them up, and asked if they wanted to buy it. They'd never heard of the guy with the distillery before. He found them. Yep, they made millions, gambled, won. One man set up a foundation for children from broken homes, also built the YMCA, YWCA and a hospital. It was something." "I used to watch how they operated. I was a minister there in Van Wert....here were the two meanest guys you could ever want to meet. Nobody liked them because they were so successful and no one else could hold a candle to them." =============== My conclusion was that these men in his congregation in Van Wert NEVER EXISTED. They had no names-but he studied them for weeks and weeks. He supposedly built part of his understanding of the "LAW" of believing on them. They gave generously to their community-and the community HATED them, including the Christians. They were incredibly mean, but gave generously. He just happened to know these guys got together 5am and sat in silence in a room. (Did he have a camera in the room?) These imaginary folk are just there to exist as examples. vpw's actual degree was in HOMILETICS, so he was trained in INVENTING a story when a real one wasn't handy.
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Bumping this up to the top....
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http://www.amazon.com/Powers-Testing-Psychic-Supernatural-Korem/dp/B001FFPEQO I read this back in college. Dan Korem wrote the book "Powers (testing the psychic and supernatural.)" Dan Korem is a stage magician. Where his book becomes relevant to the discussion here is in how he said a stage magician would fake the early plagues-if limited to the technology present at the time. The first fake would have to be the staff to snake. He said it could be accomplished with a collapsible staff which contained a snake straightened in it. (That's the one I'm least certain about.) The second fake would have to be the water turning red. They had dyes back then, including red dyes. Being unseen while adding the dye would be sleight-of-hand. The third fake would be producing frogs. Stage magicians can "produce" objects to hand. They could present a frog, or possibly a few if they were small frogs. The fourth fake would have to produce a cloud of biting insects. The stage magicians of the time would be unable to CONCEAL a cloud of biting insects, so they can't fake this one.
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It is said that if a frog is placed in a pot of water, and the temperature is raised VERY, VERY slowly, he won't notice the change and die as the water boils. A number of people have said they've felt that wasn't unlike their experience in twi, where change happened very, very slowly, and they looked around one day and realized the organization they were in bore no resemblance to the one they joined. It was rather slowly that the "temperature"- the rules, the legalism- was raised, and it SLOWLY trapped them in a prison they didn't even notice. If someone's lowering the "temperature" of twi for now, remember that this isn't even the first time. Supposedly it happened about 1990 and again when lcm left. Then, the "temperature" was raised VERY, VERY slowly.....
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"Look, a check. She paid me everything she owes me. She left me, but she learned something. She's a responsible person, or whatever." " We can go to bed, maybe get in a little quickie." "No. With you, never a quickie. Always a longie." "What do you say to that?" "I would say, leave Cindy alone and find yourself a nice Jewish girl, Doctor!" "Huh? Oh, sh*, it's the OTHER one, isn't it?" "I think they're from the government." "How do you know?" "They're wearing shoes." "It's dudes like you that give this neighborhood a bad name!" "You have 30 seconds to tell me where Miss Sondheim is, or..." "Or what? You'll eat your lunch in my office?" "No, my lunch will eat YOU." "...three silver bullets through the heart!" "Jeffrey!" "No, Rosenberg, that is a werewolf." "A werewolf? Really? Are you sure?" "It's a black chicken! Come here, black chicken! Come get in the pot!" "Come back! Come back, black chicken! At least leave us an egg or something!" "Children of the night, SHUT UP!" "I never drink wine, and I do not smoke sh*." "There is one small disadvantage. We can only live by night." "Oh, that's all right with me. I mean, I could never really get my sh* together till 7:00, anyway." "I thought you were having fun." "Fun? How would you like to go around looking like a head waiter for 700 years?" "Without me, Transylvania will be as exciting as Bucharest... on a Monday night."
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Correct- the "outreach" is by just EXISTING, and people find their way here. That's how I got here, and how most people got here, not even by recommendation.
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It IS the Simpsons. Look- why not actually POST SOMETHING after getting an answer correct? That's how we PLAY these games and it's unfair for everyone else that you ignore that. If you are having trouble coming up with quotes, you can PM me and I can fix that- which means the only real answer is you don't WANT to play right.
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"Look, a check. She paid me everything she owes me. She left me, but she learned something. She's a responsible person, or whatever." " We can go to bed, maybe get in a little quickie." "No. With you, never a quickie. Always a longie." "What do you say to that?" "I would say, leave Cindy alone and find yourself a nice Jewish girl, Doctor!" "Huh? Oh, sh*, it's the OTHER one, right?" "I think they're from the government." "How do you know?" "They're wearing shoes." "It's dudes like you that give this neighborhood a bad name!" "You have 30 seconds to tell me where Miss Sondheim is, or..." "Or what? You'll eat your lunch in my office?" "No, my lunch will eat YOU." "...three silver bullets through the heart!" "Jeffrey!" "No, Rosenberg, that is a werewolf." "A werewolf? Really? Are you sure?" "It's a black chicken! Come here, black chicken! Come get in the pot!" "Come back! Come back, black chicken! At least leave us an egg or something!"
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"The blues isn't about making yourself feeling better, it's about making other people feel worse." "You know, you play pretty well for someone with no real problems." "Hey, what'll I tell the boss?" "Tell him that I'm going to the back-seat of my car, with the woman I love. And I won't be back for ten minutes!" "Well, I was wondering... how important is it to be popular? "I'm glad you asked, son. Being popular is the most important thing in the world. "So, like sometimes you can do stuff that you think is pretty bad so other kids will like you better? "You're not talking about killing anyone, are you? "No." "Are you?!" "No!" "Then run along, you little scamp. Like I always say, a boy without mischief is like a bowling ball without a liquid center." "Hand over all your money in a paper bag." "Yes, yes, I know the procedure for armed robbery. I do work in a convenience store, you know." "Say, who's up for a little cram session? I'll go first. What was the name of the Pilgrims' boat?" "The Spirit of St. Louis." "And where'd they land?" "Sunny Acapulco." "And why'd they leave England?" "Giant rats." "Cool, history's coming alive!" "As a natural enemy, I do not know why I am doing this, but I feel obliged to tell you the information you just received is grossly erroneous." "Speak English, man!" "A blindfolded chimp with a pencil in his teeth has a better chance of passing this test than you do!" "Thanks for the pep talk, poindexter." "Look at my eyes! See the sincerity? See the conviction? See the fear? As God is my witness, I can pass the fourth grade!" "And if you don't, at least you'll be bigger than the other kids!"
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No.
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"Look, a check. She paid me everything she owes me. She left me, but she learned something. She's a responsible person, or whatever." " We can go to bed, maybe get in a little quickie." "No. With you, never a quickie. Always a longie." "What do you say to that?" "I would say, leave Cindy alone and find yourself a nice Jewish girl, Doctor!" "I think they're from the government." "How do you know?" "They're wearing shoes." "It's dudes like you that give this neighborhood a bad name!"
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"The blues isn't about making yourself feeling better, it's about making other people feel worse." "You know, you play pretty well for someone with no real problems." "Hey, what'll I tell the boss?" "Tell him that I'm going to the back-seat of my car, with the woman I love. And I won't be back for ten minutes!" "Well, I was wondering... how important is it to be popular? "I'm glad you asked, son. Being popular is the most important thing in the world. "So, like sometimes you can do stuff that you think is pretty bad so other kids will like you better? "You're not talking about killing anyone, are you? "No." "Are you?!" "No!" "Then run along, you little scamp. Like I always say, a boy without mischief is like a bowling ball without a liquid center." "Hand over all your money in a paper bag." "Yes, yes, I know the procedure for armed robbery. I do work in a convenience store, you know."
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"I was mighty blue Thought my life was through"
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I had a friend who used the first quote back when the movie came out. The paragraph was basically a boast that he was some sort of martial arts expert, and proof of that was that he was 'Oriental.' My friend, of course, just found the whole thing very amusing, and loved to quote it amongst friends. Ok, I had a movie in mind....
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The movie is "They Call Me Bruce?"
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The Gospels were NOT written before the Epistles. Even if they HAD been, "by sheer logic", when a Greek word is translated one thing in one place, it should be so in another place, or the translator is using what vpw called "private interpretation." In other places, the word is translated DOCTRINE. What things were written aforetime, are for our DOCTRINE. This makes sense, because all Scripture is profitable for doctrine, reproof, correction, instruction in righteousness.
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"The blues isn't about making yourself feeling better, it's about making other people feel worse." "You know, you play pretty well for someone with no real problems." "Hey, what'll I tell the boss?" "Tell him that I'm going to the back-seat of my car, with the woman I love. And I won't be back for ten minutes!"
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*looks it up* Well, I was right, so time to move on, whether or not someone made it official. "I was mighty blue"
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"Thank you, thank you, I'll be here all week." "Change your stars and live a better life than I have." "It is strange to think, I haven't seen you since a month. I have seen the new moon, but not you. I have seen sunsets and sunrises, but nothing of your beautiful face. The pieces of my broken heart are so small that they can be passed through the eye of a needle. I miss you like the sun misses the flower; like the sun misses the flower in the depths of winter. Instead of beauty to direct its light to, the heart hardens like the frozen world your absence has banished me to. I next compete in the city of Paris, I will find it empty and in the winter if you are not there. Hope guides me, it is what gets me through the day and especially the night. The hope that after you're gone from my sight, it will not be the last time that I look upon you." "You have been weighed, you have been measured, and you have been found wanting. In what world could you possibly beat me? Come back when you're worthy." "What a pair we make, hmm? Both trying to hide who we are. Both unable to do so. Your men love you. If I knew nothing else about you, that would be enough. But you also tilt when you should withdraw." "Father, I am afraid, I won't know the way back home." "Don't be foolish, William, you just follow your feet."
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John Lynn's recent email
WordWolf replied to pawtucket's topic in Spirit and Truth Fellowship International
"...when experience is not retained, as among savages, infancy is perpetual. Those who cannot remember the past are condemned to repeat it."- George Santayana. -
I'm only going by what so many of them have POSTED HERE. True, for all I know, all of the posters who said it were lying. I'm taking it as given that they told the truth.
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"Thank you, thank you, I'll be here all week." "Change your stars and live a better life than I have." "It is strange to think, I haven't seen you since a month. I have seen the new moon, but not you. I have seen sunsets and sunrises, but nothing of your beautiful face. The pieces of my broken heart are so small that they can be passed through the eye of a needle. I miss you like the sun misses the flower; like the sun misses the flower in the depths of winter. Instead of beauty to direct its light to, the heart hardens like the frozen world your absence has banished me to. I next compete in the city of Paris, I will find it empty and in the winter if you are not there. Hope guides me, it is what gets me through the day and especially the night. The hope that after you're gone from my sight, it will not be the last time that I look upon you."