Start Your Own Cult - for FREE!!!

With all my previous life experiences; Yes! I think I have what it takes to start my own "Me-Cultic-Worship-Center" - Lopyziax!*. I sent off for the FREE instructional video. Why, you too can learn tips that made the Jehovah's Witnesses, Morons, and other Cool-Aid drinking Space Cadets so successful! Humm...Why not Start Today?

* word verification code sounds like a great name for my group

There are actually some excellent points made in the film about what to be aware of when seeking any type of faith based group. Any study group which does not allow for honest questions of its doctrinal teaching should raise a red flag of caution.

The winding down of a great life

You know, it's never easy growing up. I almost worshiped the ground my Dad walked, on when I was a kid. I was the good son, believe it or not; my older brother and step-sister were the wild ones, that I learned all the lessons of what not to do, from.

We didn't do a whole lot of Dad and son things together, but the things we did, were held as special. I remember my dad teaching me to paint. He was a landscape artist. Every brushstroke was watched as though I was going to be tested on it later; colors of the setting suns, blackened trees as dusk, and every windmill - a master piece in my eye.

I loved to watch him go fly fishing, gardening, or get into deep biblical questions at the dinner table. He worked all the time. So the momets we were together was a object lesson for me to absorb on how I wanted to be as an adult.

These last few week have been extremely difficult on me as I now learn new lessons on growing older and dealing with how to face death. The breathlessness of emphysema, and its slow robbery, and change to personality is heart wrenching to witness in a love one. I've tried to do a lot for my dad as a return of his love; we seem to fall so short in repaying, as time slips away ever so silently...

There will be time enough for tears later; now it time to just be strong.

Apophis

Looks like we might need Bruce Willis after all. On a Sunday in April, 2036 (I will be 73 years old); the Asteroid Apophis is to wipe out the earth. This time its to be played out in the heavens for real instead of the theathers.

The Truth of the Matter

Death by the WatchTower's Shadow is a grevious thing.

Some don't care for all my JW-ian talk; so once again, I've created yet another blog; just for that format. Escaping the mind control elements of the Jehovah's Witnesses is exactly what my story FORBIDDEN is all about. I continue to learn there are others still leaving and groping about for answers, away from the Tower's Shadow. For them was this site created.

Oh Man! A few weeks ago my wife and I got deathly ill; "running at both ends" - as they say. I stayed in bed sick for two straight days with a high temp; diearreah, and vomitting and all the wonderful aches that go along with it. A few days later my wife learned from the news that our beloved Peanut butter sandwiches a few days earlier was the cause for our self imposed extended bed rest. Come to find out my daughter purchased a jar as well. Then a week later; I found out that my father had been ill from the same cause. Now, I can't look at a jar of peanut butter the same way.

MY LIBRARY listings...

I've just begun another "blog" link; called: My LIBRARY. I've tried using the MS Works format, but just didn't care for the hasel of all the hoops. Then I tried using my Star Trek Holonote(Full Version), desktop program, but when and if ever I have to reboot I'll just lose everything. So, I've begun doing a more interactive Inventory of my personal belongings.

I've just started; check it out.

Tehuti Does it Right!

We've all endured our share of trials and errors along the journey of life; striving to discover, not only who we are but who to share it with. I was honored to be asked to witnesses when both of those events converged together on the Path of one of my dearest friends. Congradulations "MDC" you've finally gotten it right! Sweet isn't as sweet without knowing the bitter in life; I'm glad he's able to enjoy the fruits of his long sought after quest.

FORBIDDEN...

The stench of the lime green corpse, floating just beneath the surface of the water seemed to burn its nauseating smell into his mind. Christopher found it difficult to turn aside from the sight of it; but in doing so he only discovered hundreds more - bloated bodies littering the left and right side of the shoreline. Men, women and -

He awoke, sitting up and screaming in a sweat-soaked tangle of sheets, and the soft reasuring voice of his wife Martha; telling him that he was all right, it was just a bad dream. A bad dream? But Christopher wasn't so sure about that as he struggled to fall back to sleep; with the sound of the thunderstorm looming ever closer outside their bedroom window.

FAMILY TREE

Since I was a kid I have always enjoyed History. Searching through my gradparents memographed copy of The Texas Snows, during childhood trips was a journey of the imagination for my; reading names and learning the stories of my family. I've uupdated my copy of that book with about as much information as I can. Today I surfed upon a site that allows you to create your own Family Tree Web Page. The renewal of an old interest of mine; check it out: The Snow History.

IT'S A SNAP!

Tehuti does it again! After another of my daily ritual visits to his site I rolled over some things and SNAP! I was able to Preview my own page. So cool. Just another reason why I love the internet; things are getting user friendlyier all the time... or just lazier, don't know - check it out for yourselves... SNAP!