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I guess the short of it, what is the flavor of the meeting? Just makes me wonder if they relax for a few minutes, and forego all of the way double speak.

Makes me wonder.. do they subject these guys to the same kind of idiocy that they subject the rest of "da household" to? Does ole Rosie, after blowing her nose and crying her lil eyes out the eighteenth time, say, "now boys, we is da prevailing household of da best of da best.. we knows that we is da best, and all the rest are piles of crap. Go out and win one for da old Gippress". Next comes the "confrontation" sessions, how CERTAIN (and believe me, they are named) region personel failed to walk in "love" because they somehow did not follow through on some arcane protocol, older than Moses. Anybody in the know.. is this how it really goes? Or are they more brutally honest, and will admit that there are a few "problems"? Do they actually have a few speeches without "prevailing" "household" or some other such nonsense mixed in? Or do they perhaps get a real glimpse of Rosie without the stupid smile and makeup? Makes me wonder if they really buy into their own B.S. on this kind of "leadership" level. Wouldn't suprise me if they did. Have to live with yourself somehow, I guess.

And the saga continues.. I'd rather eat a can of worms, or yellow jackets, give me swarms. Rather with a lion be fighting, or hit with a large bolt of lightning. Could not find a place to pee, or get hit by large banking fees. Rather sleep on five hard rocks or get a case of chicken pox. Feed me rotten local swill or make me climb up a steep hill. Put hot wax down my front pocket or stick my finger in a socket. Soak my keyboard in hot coffee, or up my nose stick english toffee. Lose all my money on one bet, or barbecue my favorite pet. Why oh why can't you just see it? PFAL- I just don't need it. Uncle H- your turn, heh heh.

I think they have them conditioned to these little phrases. Just say "prevailing.. household.. blessed..etc.." and they start salivating like Pavlov's dog. Whatever item or class that it happens to "grace", they've just gotta have it. Cripe, most probably don't really know what it is to prevail anymore. It's really sick.

I'd rather go live in Siberia, or have a great fit of hysteria Put me in a garbage can, or send me email, lots of spam. Or in the oven make me hot, I'd rather give myself a shot. Turn my house to fire wood, or get stuck up by a big hood. Jam much paper in my printer, Put me out in the cold winter. Spend all my money on one bill, or roll myself down a steep hill. I'd rather just get coal for Christmas, or to the mall would have to witness. I'd rather eat five pounds of prunes or get buried deep in the dunes. Lordy, what's that awful smell? Not a skunk, it's PFAL

At least one good thing came out of it.

Myself, I don't think they can come up with anything original, at least any more. They fired all of the brains, and hold on to second rate martindalian concepts and phrases, for lack of anything else. Even the old materials get "baptized" as "new improved prevailing editions" or some such nonsense. And the flock runs to buy this crap.. or HAS to. Seems like the new catch phrase is pretty simple- just mix in "prevailing" and "household" and a little more nonsense, sprinkle it on horse manure, and magically it's no longer horse manure, it's PREVAILING HOUSEHOLD "that which causes growth". You wanna grow, don't ya? Seems they are stuck with this stuff, decade after decade. Prevailing this, prevailing that.. but it has worked "wonders". I don't think the flock has any idea of what "prevailing" even means anymore. Maybe they could just have another class about "prevailing".

Except for the few that left, they are STILL in charge.

So much for "all nine all da time". Apparently, results are not guaranteed.

I think I spent about half of my chilhood in "trouble".. heh heh. From saying/doing/thinking the dumbest stuff, rolling in poison ivy, etc. etc. One good thing about it though.. through all the good and bad times, my parents still loved me. In da vey, there was no or little love involved, at least toward the end of my involvement. You'd think that once you come of age, that the old threat "you are gonna get it now.." just is not appropriate. I have seen adults- over forty- treated like "disobedient" two year olds by teen-age snot nosed-but by a miracle out of debt sons of bitches "leadership". Apparently, you never "grow up" in Da Vey.

Cripe.. the whole theme would have to change, from green eggs and ham to da grinch that stole PFAL.

You might say that that would be an understatement.. heh heh.

I'd rather stay in a great funk In bed I'd rather have a skunk. I'd rather have a cold or flu or roll in poison ivy, too. I'd prefer a good old whippin' or castor oil, and much for sippin'. Erase every hard drive sector Or throw me to the tax collector. For panty hose I'd rather shop or get a ticket, from a cop. PFAl, unlike the dew, smell just like, well, just P. U.

Heh heh heh.

I would not take it on a bet I would not take it in a net. I would not take it when I woke I would not take it as a joke. I'd rather eat a bar of soap I'd rather sit at home and mope. My mirror I would rather crack I'd rather sit upon a tack I'd prefer to scrub the floors Or tangle with a large mad boar. Or roll in grease beneath the car Or roll myself in roofing tar. Compared to fresh green eggs and ham, PFAL tastes like spam.

Uncle H. You're pretty serious about this too, aren't you! Of course I agree whole heartedly.

Well.. only about eight inches of snow here this morning. Only about fourteen a week ago..

Can't you see we'd have world-class? I'd rather get kicked hard in the foot. You could do the press release I kind of wish that you'd just cease. It's not the modern Aryism, It's a work of plagiarism. We could have it taught in french The french would hate you for the stench We could teach it, well, in spain The spanish would just have great pain. If it has power of an elf, Why not try it on yourself? You could raise them from the dead I think I'm getting sick in the head.. You could do a few great wonders Only if you include plunder Why will you not give it up? The claims you make just don't add up.

Won't you help me run this class? If my sanity would just pass.. We could share in all the miracles I'd be running just in circles I found my mind and it still works, I will not stick it with a fork. We could be just like the mog I'd rather turn into a hog We can have power over others In that regard I have my druthers. Can't you see it's just a scam? I'd rather believe in Peter Pan. You can bring the coffee mate They're better off if not awake We can sit in rock hard chairs I'd prefer some tiger lairs Can't you see it does not function? It does not work for man nor munchkin. You can flip the charts for me Only for a drastic fee. We can hand out "bible" homework I'd rather run accross a pervert. PFAL is quite a pain, Burn the tapes and start again.

How many ways do I not want PFAL? Let me continue to count the "ways". Honestly. What about the claim of power? You know, power like hasn't been manifested since da first century? Somehow, after sixty plus classes, I would have seen it. Somebody would have seen it- maybe we were asleep in our seats and missed it. Maybe we were not "spurtual" enough. Maybe we did not read it hard enough. But what did we get? A lot of nice WORDS. A lot of promises. Nobody healed, at least in a spectacular way, nobody raised from the dead. No knowledge of the word "like it hasn't been known since the first century". You can hardly accuse me of seeking after miracles. I was in that deadbeat organization over twenty five years despite not basically seeing anything- especially on an earth moving level. "Signs and Wonders follow the word"- must have not been the word, then. Where is the beef? Obviously, not in PFAL, at least to the extent that is claimed. Cripe- you had THOUSANDS of "faithful", convinced fanatical "we know da word like it hasnt been known since the first century" followers at one time, and LITTLE came of it, at least in a practical sense. It's friggin pitiful. And what came out of it in a doctrinal sense is questionable, at best. Holy crap. I could not delude myself into having the kind of power PFAL promised once- neither could anybody else. Somehow, I am supposed to go back and "master" the material, and with "da magic of believing" I can have it all once again. No thanks..

Seriously though.. I don't HATE pfal. Not even interested in debating it's merits or demerits so much. Just don't want it. Had enough.. somebody thinks its the greatest thing since fish crawled up on dry ground.. that's their (his) priviledge. What got me thinking about this was that I bought it. I bought PFAL, again and again. How many times did you buy it? Don't tell me that it was free. What did I pay? Time. Time that I could have otherwise spent on more worthwhile endeavors. More time with family. More time with friends. more time for education. I bartered vacation time from work to be able to participate at the level that I did. I also paid by convincing people that this was supposed to be the best thing since sliced bread; couldn't run a class unless you had new folks. Money. Oh sure, they don't "charge" you again, but what did you pay? I know what I paid. I invested in the A/V equipment and upkeep. Compared to the remaining cost, this was quite small. I also "abundantly shared" consistently for YEARS. Even back then, try getting around that little detail, and see how "welcome" you really were at the class. I saw what kind of "warm" welcome "deadbeat" grads got. Plus all the trips to da headquarters to stay in good standing. Subscription to the latest wonder tape. Add to that other classes, and for those you HAD to pay. The cost of participation is a lot higher than what you read on da little green card. I think most of us paid- paid way too much. I was not unlike lots of other folk.. I bought PFAL, time and time again. No more.. no thanks.. I've had enough. You'd have an easier sell offering snow to an eskimo. I do not harbor ill will or even dislike for Mike. I just think he's trying to sell the product to the wrong crowd. I'm not buying. Never again. He needs to give it a new face maybe. Try running all that stuff by some REAL scholars. See if "the greatest theologian on the continent of Europe" will validate it. When you find stuff that does not make him laugh all the way to tears, maybe you've got the part of it that you may be able to market. And I don't doubt that there is at least some good in it, but not for me. He also needs an audience that DOES NOT CARE about the deeds of the teacher- the plaigarism, the adultery, the rape, etc. etc. "Unfortunately", I care. To be successful, he has to sell the teacher along with the teaching. Those who VP raped, plundered and pillaged will be unlikely proponents of the product. Try convincing them that so much good came out of it compared to the "little" they suffered. Cripe. Its like trying to sell a guy a box of matches the day after his house burned to the ground. Maybe it was just that they guy did not "master" the accuracy of fire making. Go back and read the book again..

Come to think of it, that may make an interesting new series. An un-named individual here could be one of the guys running around carrying his brain..

Well... if I was locked up in a spaceship, and the "queen" of PFAL videos somehow would beam it in weekly so I'd HAVE to listen.. I suppose I'd listen, but I sure would not like it. But that'd be less than humane.. imagine getting rewarded "food" pellets for each hour that you successfully completed. The cold, cold vacuum of space would be preferable..

OK. I "fixed" it. Apparently, you ladies like the clean shaven type..

Supposed to be a beard and mustache.. just have to use your imagination, heh heh.