cheranne

<BLOCKQUOTE class="ip-ubbcode-quote"><font size="-1">quote:</font><HR> Life experiences like GSC & TWI remind me of the Hotel California. <BR>We can check out any time we like, but we can never leave. <HR></BLOCKQUOTE><BR>Boy "ain't that the truth"! --><BR><BR>Now -- I'll get back to the rest of your post! :)-->

that song also reminds me of the same thing,i didn't think anyone else thought that too! what a nice surprize..bring your alibias(where were you for the last 10 years or so your employer asks? Mirrors on the ceiling(we all look the same likeminded believers) Pink champange in ICE (a nice looking sedative to freeze dry or brainwash your MIND)aka PFAL!WE are all just visitors here of our own device(we didn't mean to stay or join it just happened we couldn't find our way OUT!)

In the masters chambers we gather for big feast(rock of ages at vpw farm)we stab it with our steely knoves but we just can't kill the beast(thinking we are attacking the beast we are working for the s.o.b.

Last thing i remember i was running for the door had to find the passage back to the place i was before. SHEEESH.......even nw that gives me the creeps.

I found it easier in my therapy to use music to try to explain twi sometimes it cut the edge off the anxiety i would have(hey whatever works right)

and as i write this i am thinking of people that will come to this site in the years to come and maybe they won't feel so alone in this like i did when i tried to find the place i was before...but YOU CAN CHECK OUT AND LEAVE(BUT,IT TAKES TIME FOR YOUR MIND TO FOLLOW!)

You might want to take a look at some of these old threads in the Greasespot Archives:

<ul><li><a href="http://www.greasespotcafe.com/ipb/index.php?showtopic=8171&st=0">Wierwille, Jonestown, & totalitarian "cults", exploitative manipulation, TWI-style</a>

<li><a href="http://www.greasespotcafe.com/ipb/index.php?showtopic=4677&b=1&st=&p=entry">The Thirteenth Tribe</a>

<li><a href="http://www.greasespotcafe.com/ipb/index.php?showtopic=3471&b=1&st=&p=entry">1978 - The Current Psychological Hoax</a>

<li><a href="http://www.greasespotcafe.com/ipb/index.php?showtopic=1912&b=1&st=&p=entry">1976 Corps Meetings</a>

<li><a href="http://www.greasespotcafe.com/ipb/index.php?showtopic=4326&b=1&st=&p=entry">VPW - A Patton Wannabe</a>

</ul>

thank you mark,it was really bad hearing this LIVE at EMPORIA after i had just finished the pfal class,25 years later my subconcious showed me the truth!

I thought it would be interesting to see various opinions regarding how VPW/LCM/TWI endeavored to 'explain away' the fact that twi could ever be considered to be a "cult."

I mentioned this topic in passing on another thread {VP & me in Wonderland}, but thought it was deserving of its own discussion.

The Jim Jones / People's Temple cult massacre hit the news around Thanksgiving time in 1978. At a Corps Night teaching in late 1978 or early 1979 at Uncle Harry Hall on the Emporia campus, VPW played an audio tape (for the 7th & 9th Corps & guests) by Dr. Peter Beter. Beter was a former U.S. diplomat with connections to Zaire. Beter's ideological proclivities are to the far right extreme. Dr Beter produced a monthly audo tape series, #80 tapes in total.

Tape # 40 relates how, according to Beter, the 900 plus dead bodies in Guyana were not of the mass homicide/suicide of members of The People's Temple at Jonestown, but rather were dead Russian soldiers killed by US military covert operations.

Wierwille's convenient point was, that not only is the People's Temple not a cult, more importantly TWI was not a cult either!! In fact, per vpw, there's no such thing as a cult, no such thing as intense indoctrination, or non-physically coersive persuasion, etc. {such as twi routinely utilized in the process of exploitative manipulation of its members}.

This Corps Night teaching was designed to disparage, denigrate, & 'explain away' any concern about twi being a cult which routinely utilized harmful and abusive practices leading in many cases to permanent physical & psychological injuries, and the potential for plaintiffs to legitimately claim legal damages.

This is the Dr. Beter Audioletter, Box 16428, Ft. Worth, Texas

76133

Hello, my friends, this is Dr. Beter. Today is November 30,

1978, and this is my Audioletter No. 40.

"On November 24, 1978, the day after Thanksgiving, the

Washington Post here in Washington, D.C. published a full-page

memorial to the late Congressman Leo J. Ryan of California. A

sketch of Ryan in tones of gray took up the entire page, and

against that background a brief eulogy was printed in bold type.

It began, "In Memoriam, to our good friend Leo J. Ryan,

Congressman from California. We will miss him. He saw hope that

right would prevail." The timing of this memorial page was

ironic. Congressman Ryan had been killed in Guyana nearly one

week earlier, and his funeral had taken place two days earlier.

But Congressman Ryan had been deliberately sacrificed in order to

launch a covert military operation in Guyana; and as it turned

out, the Washington Post memorial to Ryan was printed immediately

after the successful completion of this military operation. In a

display of courage that is practically unknown today in the

United States Congress, Ryan had gone to Guyana knowing that it

might be dangerous. But what he did not know was that he had

been lured into making a trip whose tragic outcome was planned

well ahead of time. Congressman Ryan and those who died with him

at Port Kaituma Airport were casualties in the secret war that is

leading to NUCLEAR WAR ONE. And so were the hundreds of other

American civilians who died in the so-called 'mass suicide' at

Jonestown, Guyana..."

Topic #1--THE MILITARY PURPOSE OF THE JONESTOWN TRAGEDY

"...but the Jonestown disaster was

actually spawned by a military situation in Guyana which I first

made public over four years ago. And then, as now, the only

response of the Government was cover-up. As my older listeners all know, I am referring to the Russian

nuclear missile base in Guyana. Beginning in June 1974..."

"... For a number of years, Russian military activity in Guyana was

heavily concentrated around the vicinity of the Temehri Airfield.

In fact, when I first reported the Russian missiles in Guyana in

1974, they were emplaced in sites that ringed the Airfield.

Within the past two years, however, the missiles were pulled out

from these locations and moved to a separate missile complex west

of Georgetown. In this new complex, the missiles were deployed

at sites scattered over an area some 30 miles across. In the

approximate center was a Command and Control installation

commanded by Russian personnel. After this missile base

relocation was completed, the missile complex was centered at a

point about 70 miles northwest of Temehri Airfield; and roughly

another 70 miles to the northwest lay the Peoples Temple Commune

at Jonestown, an Israeli-type kibbutz. So the missile base ended

up about midway between the Jonestown commune and Temehri

Airfield. It was no accident, my friends, that the Peoples

Temple kibbutz was located so close to the missile base. But the

origins of the Peoples Temple in the 1950s had nothing to do with

government intrigue. It was not until about 1970 that certain

elements of the United States Intelligence community began to

infiltrate and subvert the Peoples Temple. As I have explained

in the past, it's always been standard practice by the

Rockefeller brothers to support not only the faction in power but

also spies and opponents to that faction. In this way they are

always in a position, at least in theory, to cut down anyone who

tries to break free of their control. In the case of Guyana, the

Rockefellers wanted to have such a tool in Guyana as a check on

Forbes Burnham, the Prime Minister, whom they had put in power

with their money. Certain elements within the United States

Intelligence community under general coordination by the CIA were

given the task of finding ways of accomplishing this.

In the course of evaluating various options, it was concluded

that the Peoples Temple would prove ideal..."

"...The planners of Operation Guyana were given a difficult

problem to solve. The objective was to wipe out the Russian

missile base in Guyana thereby removing the threat it posed to

the Panama Canal and southern American cities; but this was to be

a pre-war operation carried out covertly and with complete

surprise. It had to be covert, because neither the United States

nor Russia could afford to have it known that the base ever

existed..."

"...It was a very big order, but the

Jonestown kibbutz proved to be the answer. All that was

necessary was to arrange for many hundreds of American citizens

to die suddenly in Guyana and under conditions guaranteeing

instant massive publicity..."

"...When it was decided to use mass deaths at Jonestown as a cover

for the missile-base attack, Jonestown was functioning only as an

outpost of the Peoples Temple..."

"...There were not enough people

there to provide a sufficiently major incident to serve the

intended purpose, and so through both direct and indirect means

Jim Jones was persuaded to go to the Guyana kibbutz himself,

taking as many of his flock as would follow him. That turned out

to be about 25 to 30%, and by following him they automatically

identified themselves as the group most highly dependent upon

Jones personally. They were also most susceptible to the

combined influences of exhaustion, intimidation, and isolation

from outside help--in other words, right for brainwashing. And

ever since the days of the Korean war, it's been known

conclusively that brainwashing techniques can force many people

to do all kinds of things. Even hardened American GI's in Korea

fell victim to brainwashing in surprising numbers because they

did not understand what they were up against. But of course the

Jonestown victims were anything but hardened soldiers.

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The town is Foxboro, Mass, which is a tiny town about midway between Boston and Providence. The Boston Patriots had been 'homeless' for several years bouncing between very low quality college and baseball stadiums until a stadium was finally built for them in Foxboro in 1973 when they became the New England Patriots.

the Giants play in the Meadowlands in New Jersey ( Jimmy Hoffa may or may not be buried in the endzone depending on who you talk to..) but still go by the name NY Giants.

the Patriots havent lost a single game this year-which is an NFL record...their closest game was agame against the Giants amonth or so ago.

If you watch the game ----Brady--just remember Brady for the Patriots--- thats about all you have to really know-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

These guys--the front line--look ready to me

Patriots 38-17

History will be made today

In November 2008 a gaggle of babies will be born in New England and be named Brady

Yep.

waysider are you a musician or something? I notice you like to sing!

It was this day in 1959 that Buddy Holly, Richie Valens, "The Big Bopper" and 21-year-old pilot, Roger Peterson were killed in Iowa.

so byby miss american pie(is that what that song is about?)

......that first part was hard to write but i got an email asking just what am i trying to say here? so..i will go on.

How beautiful are those who serve the wine and the bread to a world Jesus Christ died for,this nun would teach us the signifigance of holy communion with a song called take our bread,she taught me how to play guitar and in mass you'd have all these little kids playing instruments ,it was presious.

Take our bread is a traditional cathlolic song and the words are as follows.

Take our bread..we ask you take our hearts we love you take our lives ..oh Father we are yours. We are yours,

Yours as we stand at the table you set...yours as we eat this bread our hearts can't forget...we are the sign of your life with us yet ...we are yours

we are yours.

Your holy people standing washed in your blood,spirit filled yet hungry we await your food...we are poor but we brought ourselves the best that we could

we are yours..we are yours.

She taught us that this was the SOURCE WE ALL NEEDED TO LIVE ,to survive through thick and thin and evn though we were very young and filled with childlike dreams of toys and fairytales she knew....

She knew tjos would be the pivoting factor in our lives,that would be the substance to help us in lifes storms that would await us,as life goes.

Recieving this teaching done with love and compassion from a young women who had given her life to serve God was to me like recieving the GIFT OF BLOOD IN ONE OF NEED OF LIFE!

In the mass i would watch the priest and during the time with i wa told to believe was the most holy time was when those three bells would ring.

and everyman with hand held fist would bow their head with fist closed and touch their heart.

Even though through the years i would as everyone memorize the mass and actions of it,this part always seemed new...the priest would read from the HOLY Word of God saying:

Father in heaven it is right that we should give you thanks and praise,You are the one God,living and true.

Through all eternity you live in unappraochable light. SOURCE OF LIFE and goodness,you have created all things,to fill your creation with every

blessing and lead all men to the joyful vision of your light.

Countless host of angels stand before you to do your will,they look upon your splendor and praise you night and day united with them and in the name of every creature under heaven we too praise your glory and sing.

CHRIST HAS DIED,CHRIST HAS RISEN, CHRIST WILL COME AGAIN.

our seven year old minds to not realize the transition from phantom to image faith BUT we knew this that God was in our hearts and we were children of the Lord....and believing this would symbolically give us that blood transfusion to every network of our fiber to build spiritual muscle in the life to come ahead of us.

You see a phantom is NOT an image with no substance. appearing or forming in the mind,unreal,illusive and i feel it important to share what faith is and what it is not.

Faith is the substance of things hoped for the evidence of things unseen. Substance abuse is empty,if your were told of a substance that had NO blood(john l and the word became flesh and dwelt among us and through His shed blood we have activated NEW LIFE .

That which has access to bring by root the essential material into our lives(the SUBSTANCE OF THINGS HOPED FOR THE EVIDENCE OF THINGS UNSEEN)

This is not something man can fabricate into existance(with a pfal class or whatever the phantom image was),,this is the real existance of the shed

blood of the LIVING GOD.

For this is the SOURCE of mans life,this is what we were designed to draw strength from,OUR BREAD OF LIFE...OUR DAILY BREAD AND THIS IS THE HEALING IMAGE.

I heard a soft voice pierce thru the numbness of my soul. She was singing a song about Jesus.

The sound of the guitar seemed to reach down and embrace my heart with a warm tenderness to a cold body.

Her eyes sparkling with joy like candles dancing in the darkness of a beautiful home where one felt security and assurance and safety of heart.

Once I felt this peace i knew it was something no one would or could EVER take away from me. It was a seed that was planted in my life, a ray of HOPE that would continue to grow as my life journey continued into a rainbow pf hope to encourage and strengthen me and build my faith with cords of spiritual fiber to network my inner soul.(in a true God) FATHER,SON AND HOLY SPIRIT.

I was 7 yrs old life had not been good,i was a victim a satanic ritual abuse,and in this moment and time this young nun had made the greatest impact on my life!

I wanted what she had,that peace..........the joy . i was seven and noone knew about the babysitters husband,who abused me,who buried me and drugged me, ofcourse i felt dissconnected and no where to turn,but i wanted God in my life and through the years i often thought about that day at school and how to get HOW TO REALLY REALLY get into the FAMILY of GOD!

Years passed and i got older and shoved all that bad stuff inside and got into drugs like a lot of kids did in the 70s,but i liked them a little too much!

It scared me,what i was doing to myself and my best friend had died and I was so angry and I WANTED ANSWERS.

I wrote a letter to GOD because i had NO idea how to get a hold of this higher power and in it were my funeral arrangements and a suicide plan if I didn't get any answers by the time we moved to Tinker Air Force Base in OKLAHOMA.

I was 17 yrs old then and wanted to start my life over,I was in college studying criminal justice,and started to party again like most college kids do,

Coming home from school one day I picked up a hitch hiker and she invited me to a twig,she seemed nice and she told me it was a christian fellowship,a bible study........................and i said thats nice where is your apartment and i went home.

Friday night came and I went to the bar as usual,my friend had to work late and i ended up walking inot a twig.buzzed with 28 wows watching a film called changed. I wanted that..that is what I wanted..i dove in head first and didn't look back..i thought i was HOME.

i wrote this for catholic s only because i didn't want to offend anyone elses way of believing,i thought they might understand,but i guess it could be for anyone too.

I would have to agree with HH!!!

Well done Geo!

NEVER underestimate the power of the resident curmudgeon. :D

DITTO THAT! VPW spoke on the psychological hoax that night and he was speaking of himself! I think my flashback was right on and according to

the rise and fall of TWI,it was a tree with roots fried ,feeding us dead false "doctrine" false hope,false EVERYTHING.

Home is where the heart is...and our Home is to be in Heaven with the Lord Christ...

What you thought was home, was just a depot on the journey of life. Blessings.

thanks,i just want to make a statement that good seeds planted don't get destroyed,like that young nun sharing christ,it was just very dissapointing to get finally to a place in my life that i wanted answers and ended up getting hoodwinked by THE WAY INTERNATIONAL. it is hell coming out of sra abuse and then ,wanting to know truth and finding it counterfiet.

I am not looking to join ANYTHING ,I am just saying that catholic nun planted that seed of hope in my heart . ,,AND I AM THANKFUL.

I heard a soft voice pierce thru the numbness of my soul. She was singing a song about Jesus.

The sound of the guitar seemed to reach down and embrace my heart with a warm tenderness to a cold body.

Her eyes sparkling with joy like candles dancing in the darkness of a beautiful home where one felt security and assurance and safety of heart.

Once I felt this peace i knew it was something no one would or could EVER take away from me. It was a seed that was planted in my life, a ray of HOPE that would continue to grow as my life journey continued into a rainbow pf hope to encourage and strengthen me and build my faith with cords of spiritual fiber to network my inner soul.(in a true God) FATHER,SON AND HOLY SPIRIT.

I was 7 yrs old life had not been good,i was a victim a satanic ritual abuse,and in this moment and time this young nun had made the greatest impact on my life!

I wanted what she had,that peace..........the joy . i was seven and noone knew about the babysitters husband,who abused me,who buried me and drugged me, ofcourse i felt dissconnected and no where to turn,but i wanted God in my life and through the years i often thought about that day at school and how to get HOW TO REALLY REALLY get into the FAMILY of GOD!

Years passed and i got older and shoved all that bad stuff inside and got into drugs like a lot of kids did in the 70s,but i liked them a little too much!

It scared me,what i was doing to myself and my best friend had died and I was so angry and I WANTED ANSWERS.

I wrote a letter to GOD because i had NO idea how to get a hold of this higher power and in it were my funeral arrangements and a suicide plan if I didn't get any answers by the time we moved to Tinker Air Force Base in OKLAHOMA.

I was 17 yrs old then and wanted to start my life over,I was in college studying criminal justice,and started to party again like most college kids do,

Coming home from school one day I picked up a hitch hiker and she invited me to a twig,she seemed nice and she told me it was a christian fellowship,a bible study........................and i said thats nice where is your apartment and i went home.

Friday night came and I went to the bar as usual,my friend had to work late and i ended up walking inot a twig.buzzed with 28 wows watching a film called changed. I wanted that..that is what I wanted..i dove in head first and didn't look back..i thought i was HOME.

yeah, I know but at the time I believed it was gonna make my life perfect because they had alot of answers , so what I sold was a "good" thing.

and i still do not think IM going to hell because i believed in a bible class. But to this day I really can not endorse much in life .

your NOT going to hell,and you don't have to endorse anythng either.

Hi Oklahoma City WOW,

During my wow year every time I looked at the way rag and saw the head shot of LCM I saw a pen1$ in his mouth. It used to freak me out, this is the first time I every shared that, but the memory came (no pun intended) to me when I was reading your post.

Welcome to GSC,

Seth

seth, talk about revelation huh,that is probably how he got the job! I met lcm once in okc our branch all bought osu shirts so we would match for some picnic or something and we gave him one and he didn't want it...i never did like the looks of him or the "vibes" just a creepy person who never made it in pro football so he had that athletes foot of the spirit..what a clown!!!!!! p.s. thank YOU FOR SERVING OUR COUNTRY DUDE.

In bed by midnight...what a bunch of Horse .......

They did this so that all their little worker bees could have plenty of rest and be ready to perform their 'duties' and not miss out on stringing chairs for their beloved classes, or washing toilets for their beloved leaders!!!

No such thing as staying up late cause you're having any FUN and maybe sleeping in and 'waste' the day away. God Forbid you'd have a day where you might do what YOU would like to do!!!

What did I do when I left twi... I bought myself a decent stereo, bought cds and played my music REAL loud... all day long!!!

stringing chairs omg i rmember that! I can't believe i did that too!

"Surrender", "open your mind", "let God take over", etc. Yeah, that terminology didn't set well in TWI.

Relinquishing control of ones freedom of will - giving up control and letting someone or something else have it.

There's some semantics involved - like VPW would refer to "guidance" - "this is the best guidance we have right now", etc. God is "leading" His people.

Those terms didn't imply a takeover or surrender, though.

I find it hard to know what people are talking about too, a lot of the times when they use those words. More or less it usually seems to mean a little hands-on action from God, if not actual control over every little thing where my thoughts and actions are controlled - "puppet" style.

Submitting is a decision, deliberate. There has to be a connection between two points for one to submit to the other. From that point on - what does it mean? Good question.

Frankly, I find it's pretty hard to actually literally surrender. In a way it's wishful thinking. I hear it at times but darned if I see it in application. Do people end up waiting for the call that never comes? Hard to say. If I don't have some standard to measure the response back, how do I know what's going on? Questions....

To me, surrender would be like - I'm not a good swimmer. Pretty less than average, although I love to snorkel and I love the water from the shore, too. I'm trying to get better so I can snorkel better. I definitely don't want to surrender to the force of the water when I'm in it. I dig it, but I need to know I'm able to control my direction.

My wife's a good swimmer, but would never surrender to the current. My kids - son's like a fish. Makes fish look clumsy. A natural. Took swimming in school, his friends challenged the teacher to race him in the pool - son beat him. I tried to get him to take it up but he didn't like the schedule. Some people do better in the water than others. Some don't like it at all.

I see the ocean as an incredibly powerful force. A true "surrender" to it would be to just let it take me where it wants to and for me to go with the flow. Even fish don't do that. But they do have to work the system to survive. When the tide comes in, all boats rise as they say. Bottom's up, if you're in the water then. Tide goes out, same thing.

I respect it's power, appreciate it's beauty, play by it's rules and recognize my own limits. In that way I do "surrender" to it, in that I don't even think about fighting it or challenging it. I need to understand more what it's doing and when. Tide charts. Weather. Lots of things going on with the water that don't have anythng to do with me.

If I identified God as clearly as that, I'd define my own understanding in a similar way.

i like this too. Good writing!

"Surrender", "open your mind", "let God take over", etc. Yeah, that terminology didn't set well in TWI.

Relinquishing control of ones freedom of will - giving up control and letting someone or something else have it.

There's some semantics involved - like VPW would refer to "guidance" - "this is the best guidance we have right now", etc. God is "leading" His people.

Those terms didn't imply a takeover or surrender, though.

I find it hard to know what people are talking about too, a lot of the times when they use those words. More or less it usually seems to mean a little hands-on action from God, if not actual control over every little thing where my thoughts and actions are controlled - "puppet" style.

Submitting is a decision, deliberate. There has to be a connection between two points for one to submit to the other. From that point on - what does it mean? Good question.

Frankly, I find it's pretty hard to actually literally surrender. In a way it's wishful thinking. I hear it at times but darned if I see it in application. Do people end up waiting for the call that never comes? Hard to say. If I don't have some standard to measure the response back, how do I know what's going on? Questions....

To me, surrender would be like - I'm not a good swimmer. Pretty less than average, although I love to snorkel and I love the water from the shore, too. I'm trying to get better so I can snorkel better. I definitely don't want to surrender to the force of the water when I'm in it. I dig it, but I need to know I'm able to control my direction.

My wife's a good swimmer, but would never surrender to the current. My kids - son's like a fish. Makes fish look clumsy. A natural. Took swimming in school, his friends challenged the teacher to race him in the pool - son beat him. I tried to get him to take it up but he didn't like the schedule. Some people do better in the water than others. Some don't like it at all.

I see the ocean as an incredibly powerful force. A true "surrender" to it would be to just let it take me where it wants to and for me to go with the flow. Even fish don't do that. But they do have to work the system to survive. When the tide comes in, all boats rise as they say. Bottom's up, if you're in the water then. Tide goes out, same thing.

I respect it's power, appreciate it's beauty, play by it's rules and recognize my own limits. In that way I do "surrender" to it, in that I don't even think about fighting it or challenging it. I need to understand more what it's doing and when. Tide charts. Weather. Lots of things going on with the water that don't have anythng to do with me.

If I identified God as clearly as that, I'd define my own understanding in a similar way.

i like this too. Good writing!

i went to catholic school.

as mark will tell you,many,many things have changed over the years and imo to the good

i can't remember who posted about church members going to midnite mass a little buzzed but how about ole barnyard vic teaching the word totally buzzed!!

and as i said the wine is good!

peace

I said that i like going to midnight mass buzzed,sure why not,christmas is a time to celebrate and rejoice with family and i like catholics,i am not a practicing catholic but i don't deny i was raised as a catholic and i just wonder HOW many people raised as catholics got into twi,i have met quite a few and how many people had never picked up a bible(EXCEPT at the Holiday INN only to put it back into the drawer)hmmmm that was me!

I love to listen to ANI DIFRANCO WHILE DRIVING. lOVE INDIE MUSIC AND 70S MUSIC.AND OFCOURSE BABY MOZART!

In The Purpose Driven Life, Rick Warren describes surrender as the heart of worship. It seems to be akin to submission.

In TWI we were taught never to surrender anything, especially our free will, to God or anything else, lest we become possessed with evil spirits. Yet, everything I've read and studied post-TWI seems to be indicating that surrender simply indicates that God is the boss, not me. I'm surrendering my own willful self to serve God and not my own desires.

Was this just semantics? My memory is fuzzy regarding the TWI teaching, and for a while all I knew was that alarm bells went off in my mind every time I read anything or heard anything taught regarding "surrender."

WG

Me too,i also had a problem with the word integrity...we were just taught wrong or half wrong which is basically half foot lies,a cult running on empty.

Remember in the wizard of Oz ,the witch writes in the sky SURRENDER DORTHY i even had a problem with that after i surfaced and got some therapy.

please see ice sculptures part two!

In 1959 and 60 the US government sent a group of ARMY ENGINEERS to Greenland. There job was to build a city inside the ICE SHEET. The city called CAMP CENTURY would serve two purposes.

One was to protect the united states in case of attack,missiles could be hide in the tunnels of the ice. the other purpose was to gather information about glaciers and about living in extreme cold.

Special plow cut rooms into thick ice.Tunnels connected groups of rooms.

Corrugaled steel arches lined the ceilings to prevent melting and for support. Soldiars were staioned at Camp Century for several months at a time.

They called themselves ICEWORMS .

After they left scientist came to study the ice. ,the wals searching for clues about Greenlands past natural history.

Each year,new snow pressed CAMP century about 1 and a half feet DEEPER INTO THE ICE. The walls also pressed INWARD because ice as thick as greenland ice sheet moves slowly,the scientist didn't worry about the ceiling caving in. THE BIGGEST PROBLEM WAS THE ONGOING PROCESS OF DIGGING DEEP DOWN INTO THE CAMP AS NEW SNOW ACCUMMULATED.

Eventually,digging thru the deep snow to reach the camp became difficult. The camp no longer used has been buried by many feet if ice and has probably collapsed.(end of artical)

As camp century was designed so are ice sculptures,in the heart and minds of a cult victim,not knowing the damage inviolved for the future adult life.

With each new ice sheet digging for victims and rescue of that which is LOST INSIDE GETS MORE DIFFICULT(year after year) WITH windows and drapes shut

so to speak not being able to speak about twi,not to breath the word cult around any co workers never mind your family,you can laugh it off and say yeah man i did some pretty crazy things when i was young (BUT YOUR NOT LAUGHING ON THE INSIDE)IF ....IF you try to go to a church they don't have a clue!

(see symbolic thinking from me) the reaccuring dreams you had,people that remind you of someone,movies,food,cars and so forth,so if you keep the window shut and the drapes closed you will not heal...slowly OPEN THAT UP.this is a great avenue for that and for other people to learn what it's like,how

you feel or NOT FEEL. Most of us already got out but their are a lot more still in even if they are out! They desire to be healed like you,like myself and its not a mirage...there is really an oasis out here,don't be tricked by the mirage of the direction of dissociation.decomposition and death ,..mimic your desires and your heart will take you there!

Brainwashing... They sure did a good job.. Hard for me to even recall what I thought before TWI...

Almost like a movie I just got through watching.. Bourne Ultimatim. Near the very end, Bourne finally finds the place where all his training began. Finally recalling just a glimpse of the begnning. The traiining that took his life from who he was, David Webb, into a completely new identity. He only wanted to help America, he agreed to volunteer for the training. Only when it was all said and done, he became someone he never wanted to be, an assassin majored in killing whoever the government wanted. Sure, he agreed to train, but he though he was training to help. And then to be pressured into killing with them quoting his own words back at him, "You said you wanted to help America, you said you wanted to make America better...."..

Yup.. We said we wanted to understand the scriptures, do God's will, or any number of Green card promises, all the while they pressured us to take one more step under submission. And before long, we became reborn!

"Look at us. Look at what they make you give." were Bourne's final words as he jumped off the building...

Great movie! You're missing a classic.. But, it has some great parallels in those last 10 minutes that really made me recall back then.. Back when the training really began in TWI!

[/ SOME movies make me feel that way too,like awakenings,it s just hits us all differant,BUT ISN'T IT STRANGE HOW WE ALL STOPPED OUR LIVES TO LIVE FOR TWI we are all getting out at differant thought but if they wired us up to an machine if their was one we would all bleed the same blood. symbolically speaking that is.

This week our town is having an Ice Fest. Its a big thing over here. Ice is set out on main st and then the ice artist comes in with a chainsaw and chisel and goes to work creating beautiful stuff!

The problem is keeping it from MELTING if the weather gets warmer. This is HOW i would explain cult life to someone who never experienced it from the inside.

Children are a gift of from God(assuming the goal was to become a child of God in twi through pfal) and a child becomes an image of what the product is he is trusting.

A syndrome is a set of symptoms charaterizing a disease or condition, This is not a condition of biochemical or heredity,this is an image formed if you will sculptured by the product of the enviroment in which the children are surrounded.

Sculpture is said to be a fine art of CUTTING so...to CHANGE a form of a preexising condition.

Carving is a rductive process in which the desired form is reached by removing surplus from a block or similiar mass of material.

Modeling an additive process in which the form is built up in a PLASTIC material.

Constructing or assembly line cookie cutter,joining ready made shapes(twi how many TIMES did you take the class!!!)

Almost any material shaped three diminsional may be used for sculpture,,but ICE is the solid form of water produced by FREEZING IT IS MUCH EASIER TO CUT ON A FROZEN ITEM(the cuts are more accurate and sharp)

Ever heard of the expression i felt as ICE was flowing through my blood.a FROZEN numbness inside................so the more ice produced by freezing the more sculpture to invent..... TIME being the ONLY uncontrolable element in the mind of (child) the child goes within to image building,creativity like a toddler

carefully building blocks,by reflex,by safety precation to BLOCK FEAR.

Although a false oasis for hope,a safety net of some kind,shelter from a storm(in our case we were looking for answers in biblical research/God..peace)

Ice sculpture syndrome is born.

Hmmmmm.

Let's see if I got this right.

Go to bed at midnight(exhausted).

Get back up at 5AM and start all over again.

(So that's 5 hrs. of sleep, providing you zonk out as soon as your head hits the pillow.)

Yep, I can see where that would offset possible sleep deprivation-----NOT!!!

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yeeah..my wow brother was on a stupid fast drinking that green guk and was so exhausted he fell while going to the bathroom at night and broke his jaw!

Had to get his mouth wired shut! Ofcourse..it was blames on an attack by those "DEBIL "spirits.