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That can't possibly be rap ..... I can understand the lyrics and there's no fake Brooklyn accent. :P Off Topic: "Bobby Rush been rappin' before y'all was born." HeHeHe

OOPS! I guess that's good news, though. That will give you plenty of time to stock up on Ramen noodles and get an oil change for your W.O.W-Mobile.

SPONTOBEAT This is a guy who just makes up songs, spontaneously.....by the thousands! . He never covers any songs, not even his own. Some are "killer", some are just "so-so". Not everybody's cup of tea.... I understand. Fascinating, though. HERE is a link. Click on "videos" and watch the featured video. It has a definite Jimmy Reed flavor to it. and ENJOY!

TICK TOCK....TICK TOCK....TICK TOCK Time is running out! Tomorrow is the big day!

REPOST Posted 29 July 2006 - 08:42 PM A number of years ago a young couple, who were friends of mine, asked me to attend a business oportunity meeting they were going to present for a small group of people. Their description of what was to be presented was very vague . This vagueness was , of course , intentional. My suspicion was that this would be a recruitment meeting for Axway. The gentleman conducting the meeting stated very early on that there were to be no questions until the end. Sound familiar? Well, as the meeting progressed, he showed how, if Bob recruited Joe, and Joe recruited Betty, And Betty recruited Connie , and Connie RECRUITED----------in the end we would all be filthy rich. People raised their hands to ask questions as he spoke, but he continued to assure everyone all questions would be answered at the end. When he finally revealed that the product this company sold was actually soap, an elderly lady, who seemed harmless enough, raised her hand from the back row. The man running the meeting let down his guard for just a moment and said "yes ma'am?". She immediately stood up and said "Who the hell is supposed to sell the SOAP?' It kind of makes me wonder "who the hell was supposed to LIVE the abundant life?" Not complaining-------just pondering. SOURCE

I remember hearing that one, too. Sheesh. P.T. Barnum would have had a field-day with us.

It has absolutely nothing at all to do with my personal beliefs.. I believe you may have missed the point. Point being: This incident contradicts what Wierwille taught in both the foundational and the advanced class. That, in itself, brings Wierwille's credibility into serious question. Without credibility, of what value is anything he taught? Remember, this is a guy who taught us that cancer is a devil spirit, yet, he, himself succumbed to the disease. Credibility is the key issue. Without it, you are simply taking his word that he was being truthful.

Long ago, I ran a PFAL class at a local university (They allowed us to use some space at the student union.) Would it, therefore, be alright to now state that I once instructed at said university?

Maybe....EXCEPT we find this on page 180: ================================================== "So the next day I talked to God again. I said,'Lord, if it's really true what you said to me yesterday, if that was really you talking to me, you've got to give me a sign so that I really know, so that I can believe.' "The sky was crystal blue and clear. Not a cloud in sight. It was a beautiful autumn day. I said, If that was really you, and you meant what you said, give me a sign. Let me see it snow'. My eyes were tightly shut as I prayed. And then I opened them. "The sky was so white and thick with snow, I couldn't see the tanks at the filling station on the corner not 75 feet away." ====================================================== This contradicts Wierwille on two key points he is known to have taught. 1. In the Advanced Class, he taught that the "dew on the fleece" incident in the O.T. was a one-time event and that you can not tell/ask God to give you a sign. 2. It conflicts with his teaching in the Foundational Class that you must always believe BEFORE you see and not vice-versa.

I see what you mean about not being able to "define" it cman. It was the only word I could think of at the moment, though I know it's not a 100% representation of what I was trying to say. You said: "perhaps not to define, if that's even possible. But to get a glimpse of it, understand it at least in part" Yes, I think that's closer to what I meant. I'll throw a musical analogy in here and hope it's not too obtuse..... In Symphonic Form, the first thing stated is the theme(s). (Think Beethoven's 5th Symphony) These themes establish a reference point. Then, the themes are expressed, in the developmental section, in altered forms that are called "variations". Eventually, the themes are restated as a means of resolving the piece. Lots of jazz works the same way, though jazz musicians usually call the theme the "head". So, what I'm getting at is that it wouldn't make much musical sense to launch into an improvisation of, let's say, , without first establishing/defining the "head" as a reference point.So, for one to more fully understand/appreciate "another" of any given thing, one must first gain at least some understanding of the original.

When I go to my eye doctor, dentist, lawyer, etc., they have credentials displayed in plain view. Does anyone who saw the inside of Wierwille's study remember ever seeing such credentials displayed? edit: Now, let me add this. Before some naysayer comes along and reminds us that Jesus didn't have a doctorate, or some such thing, to diminish the importance of the degree, why, then, did Wierwille not downplay the act of people addressing him as "Doctor"?

Oh, they do love their "loopholes", don't they? Reminds me of the time one of the believers tried to rationalize to me why fornication is O.K. "You see", she said, "it's really just skin against skin, no different than putting your finger in someone's ear." Hahahahahaha!......... Yeah, I'm pretty sure it's different.

As with anything, you have to define the original before you can fully understand the alternative.

Thanks for that info, krys.

And, the example only serves to illustrate the point.... The whole thing was driven by an effort to increase membership. (Yeah, I know, there are no "members" in The Way.) Increase ranks by selling PFAL to new recruits who would eventually bring a constant flow of cash to the organization via classes and ABS. The classes were a method of obtaining short term profit while ABS was a method of guaranteeing long term profit.

"Does anyone here have any stories or recollection of people who had ambition that was "frightening" in twi?" VPW and his "PFAL Over The World" program

"Either he met Stiles, or he didn't. Why don't you guys question whether he actually met Stiles or not? Because he DID. That's all that matters." Really? That's all that matters? It doesn't matter to me one iota whether or not he ever met Stiles.....because it's totally irrelevant to everything being discussed. As a matter of fact, I happened to meet Brigadier General Paul Tibbets, some years before he died. Was it a memorable experience. Yes. Does it have anything to do with this discussion. Not the least little amount. Maybe VP really met Stiles AND lied about the details of the experience. Have you ever considered that?

I don't think it was so much about selling that one particular book as it was about creating an air of credibility for the whole package.

In the (almost) 30 years I've known my brother-in-law, I don't think I have ever heard anyone address him as or refer to him as "Doctor" even though his PhD is from a very reputable institution and very specialized. I'm not privy to what takes place at the academic level with his peers and subordinates, so I won't discount the possibility completely. I would be surprised if he insisted on it or expected it, though. The contrast to the Wierwille scenario is enlightening.

Dunno

..............So frightening, you'll have to continually remind yourself, "It's only a movie, It's only a movie, It's only........"

There are similar references in The Way: Living In Love. =================================================== also From page 175 "I went to Princeton Theological Seminary in 1940..............so I could get my Master's Degree in Practical Theology."...................... "When I graduated from Princeton, I got my first church in Payne, Ohio. .................We came here in June of 1941" ======================================================== That certainly doesn't leave much time for all those other "accomplishments", now does it? edit: On page 174, VP implies that he attended the University of Chicago Divinity School, as well. "The favorite men who taught me in Lakeland were________.....................At the University of Chicago Divinity School there were_____________."

My 2 cents: 1. Why give it to the bank when you could just as easily give it to The Way? (Actually, this one could apply to charitable donations, which The Way frowned upon, as well.) 2. People with large financial commitments are prone to stay in one place for extended periods of time. (This is not compatible with the nomadic lifestyle required of hard core Way devotees.) Of course, The Way is quite adept at providing "scriptural proof" to bolster whatever their current stance might be on any given issue.

page 180 "Well, on the day God spoke to me, I couldn't believe it. But then I came to the point by the next day where I said to myself-maybe it's true. So the next day I talked to God again. I said,'Lord, if it's really true what you said to me yesterday, if that was really you talking to me, you've got to give me a sign so that I really know, so that I can believe.' "The sky was crystal blue and clear. Not a cloud in sight. It was a beautiful autumn day. I said, 'If that was really you, and you meant what you said, give me a sign. Let me see it snow.' My eyes were shut tightly as I prayed. And then I opened them. "The sky was so white and thick with snow, I couldn't see the tanks at the filling stationon the corner not 75 feet away." ................................. page 198 "So I left the meeting, slipped out, went to my hotel and called the airport. I was all set to check out. But a funny thing happened--there was a blizzard in Tulsa. All the planes were grounded. So I couldn't get a plane. I tried the trains but they were all snowed in. The buses--same thing. The city was snowbound. I just couldn't get out!" ------------------------------------------ Here's what I think. I think the guy was a pathological liar. That certainly explains an awful lot of the discrepancies, now doesn't it?