AdiosMiCorazon

August 7, 2002

Dear Napkinlady,

I am glad you had a good time at the reunion.

So what is it about this thread that makes you think we are in TWI 3 ,4 or 5?

August 6, 2002

Oh no Exxie you are on post 666. Quick say five ave marias and two I love adios then spin real quick and drink some tea from Ginger.

Get behind me Exxie!

August 6, 2002

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I generally think you are brilliant, and in ways which go far beyond your keen intellect.
People may foolishly underestimate you. Use it to your advantage.

I agree with you 100%. Ginger has a great wit. There is a lot of wisdom in her words. I too love Gingers noise.

August 6, 2002

At first you said to Excathedra:

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Who is dead, after all. What point is there in letting him stress you any more from beyond the grave?

Then in your response to Ginger you said:

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The length of time you allow dead people to abuse you is entirely up to you. Displacing the blame only serves to make the vicitmization linger.

Zixar, to me these words mean that you want Exxie to just get over it. Can you imagine how hard it is to get over such a thing. Yes, he is dead but like I said before so is Hitler. Am I comparing VP to Hitler, maybe I am. The point is I am trying to get to a point where you can understand what it is like to be a victim. I think you can have compassion for someone who was victimized by Hitler and the anger they might feel even though he has been dead for many many years. How insensitive you would seem to them if you told them "The length of time you allow dead people to abuse you is entirely up to you"

Displacing the blame on whom Zixar?

August 6, 2002

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Wow. What color is the sky in your world, anyway? I mean, doesn't it physically HURT to be that willfully ignorant? I usually tolerate your scatterbrained derailings with a due sense of exhaustion and dread, but my buffer is finally full.

What color is the sky in your world Zixar? You have said some bizarre stuff but hey you are entitled to believe what you want.

As far as Gingie being willfully ignorant and a scatterbrain, you obviously do not know her! I do and she is a very smart person.

I have more to say, but first I have to go count to a billion!

August 6, 2002

Go hand in hand. You are right no one deserved what VP did to those women. I am glad that as a man, you can understand that this is not an easy thing to deal with. Everyone is so ready to jump on LCM, but if you mention VP's sins, it gets some folks jumping on you!

Where do you think LCM learned his craft? ummmm lets see....was it in the wurd?...nope that is not it.....was it revelation?....nope that is not it either.....Ah yes I got it, from VP? Yes that is it! You win the grand prize.

August 6, 2002

Yes Ginger there are a lot of evil people who are now dead and I say thank God for that! Just because they are dead does not mean their evil deeds died with them. Hitler is very dead and maybe his victims should just get over it.

Oh you see but VP is not dead. No sir he is very much alive through his teachings. Yes our father in the word, Dr. VPW, step right up and worship him. What's the harm he is dead? So he sinned a little, who cares? He was righteous and therefore God forgave all his sins. Shouldn't we?

I will never ever ever forgive that man for what he did to Excathedra and others. He is not my father and neither was he "the man of God." so get over it!

[This message was edited by AdiosMiCorazon on August 06, 2002 at 10:01.]

August 5, 2002

Happy Birthday Dear Butterfly

August 5, 2002

"Celebrating Father's Folly"

August 3, 2002

Well I hope they are having fun. Laptops at the meeting, isn't that a sin? Have they all "missed" it? Oh no, shall we SIT for them mucho?

Keeping TWI alive...ah ah ah ah staying alive ...staying alive.

P.S.

Don't drink the bath water. It might stink to high heaven!

July 29, 2002

LOL!

What a great way to manage your stress. a$$hole$ beware!

July 25, 2002

from FrankWlovejoy

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i'll make sure i wear my steel plated jock strap that day!!

Ouch what a picture!

July 23, 2002

Wow Vicki I am sorry you and your baby had to go through that.

I am also interested in what you think about the dream.

July 22, 2002

Well said Dot!

I am glad you found your voice. I like the sound of it!

Like I said before, you are a real gem.

I mean that.

July 22, 2002

Zshot darling Dot does have direct knowledge. She was told that wiping her a$$ with PFAL will save on toilet paper. Sorry Dot, that is my interpretation. Care to join my group? Its called the first church of her goofiness.

I have first hand knowledge of "twig" and if I was playing word association the first word that would come to my head is "shudder"

That is my opinion and I am stuck to it.

July 22, 2002

Oh Yippie a new cult!

Oh great Steve with an exclamation mark. You are the true Steve, thus the exclamation mark. You are the ruler of the Steve.

BTW, Spam scares me.

On the menu tonight, dirty spam, with a side of lice.

July 22, 2002

Yuk "twig" yuk phooey patunis yuk

July 22, 2002

RG,

Don't you ever think that he was just plain wrong. Just plain evil and that there was no good in him at all. That he developed a scam to benefit him and his lust?!

Sometimes, I think that about him and I wonder why he is held in such high esteem by others.

As always, RG, I don't mean to offend you or your belief, if it does, just ignore me please.

July 22, 2002

Thanks Linda

July 21, 2002

I wanted to email you, but you do not have one listed. Please email me. My e-mail address is in my profile.

Thank you.

July 21, 2002

Steppin can be dangerous...step very carefully to the next cult.....

oops I mean fellow----alien ship

oops I mean wierdo living room....

oops I mean give me your money...

oops I mean just 10% instead of 15%...

oops I mean owe everything to me and no one else...

oops...oops...ooops

C'mon get real!!!!!! listen to yourself!!!!!

July 20, 2002

Ruben Blades

By the corner of the old neighborhood I saw him pass,

With the same strut that all the street thugs have

Both hands always in his overcoat pocket

So that not one knows which side is carrying the knife.

Wearing a wide-brimmed hat, halfway to the side and tennis shoes that, if there is a problem,

he can fly off.

Hés got on dark glasses, so that you dont know where hés looking

And one gold tooth, and when he smiles you see it glitter.

Three blocks away from that to corner there is a woman Shés pacing the sidewalk for the 5th Time

She goes into a bar and get's to drink to forget

That this is a slow day and there were no clients.

A car passes slowly along the avenue,

It's unmarked, but everyone knows that it's the police.

Pedro Navaja, his hands still in his coat pockets,

looked and smiled, his gold tooth shining.

Looking both ways, he didn't see anyone,

And moving quickly, but quietly, there he crossed the street.

Meanwhile, the woman is coming from the to other side. Complaining because she didn't make any money to eat. While she walked, she took out a gun out of her old coat to and tucked it in her purse, so it won't get in the way.

A 38 "Smith and Wesson" the Sat Night Special

That she carries with to her to free to her from all evil

And Pedro Navaja, knife in hand, went up to to her,

His gold took lighting up the whole avenue,

while he laughed, he sunk the knife in her with not compassion,

when suddenly a sound, like to Cannon...

... There he fell to the sidewalk, looking AT the woman who, with the gun in her hand, mortally wounded, said to him:

"And I was thinking: This isn't my day, Ím out of luck,

but Pedro Najava, yoúre worse off, you ain't nothing ".

And believe me people, although there was noise, not one came out.

There was no curiousity, there were no questions, not one cried.

Just one drunk, who stumbled over the bodies,

Picked up the gun, the knife, the money, and marched off.

And stumbling away, there he sang out-of-tune,

The chorus, that I have brought you, and the message of my song:

"life gives you surprises, surprises is what you get from life" Oh God...

... the corner bully, that lives by the steel dies by the steel...

... Wicked fisherman, you threw bad bait,

and instead of a sardine, you hooked a shark...

... 5 million stories in the City of New York...

My grandmother says:"He who laughs last, laughs best "...

... When destiny you has been determined, even the brave can't change it,

If you were born to be hammered, the nails will fall from the sky...

... Thugs out there, be careful on the streets, Be careful friend,

Everyonés got something up to their sleeve

Like in the Kakfa novel, the drunk turned down an alley...

July 20, 2002

Ruben Blades (yes the actor)

Por la esquina del viejo barrio lo vi pasar

con el tumba'o que llevan los guapos al caminar,

las manos siempre en los bolsillos de su gabán

pa' que no sepan en cual de ellas lleva el puñal.

Usa sombrero de ala ancha de medio lado

y zapatillas por si hay problemas salir vola'o,

lentes oscuros pa' que no sepan que está mirando

y un diente de oro que cuando ríe se ve brillando.

Como a tres cuadras de aquella esquina una mujer

va recorriendo la acera entera por quinta vez

y en un zaguán entra y se da un trago para olvidar

que el día está flojo y no hay clientes pa' trabajar.

Un carro pasa bien despacito por la avenida,

no tiene marcas pero todos saben que es policía.

Pedro Navaja, las manos siempre dentro del gabán

mira y sonríe y el diente de oro vuelve a brillar.

Mientras camina pasa la vista de esquina a esquina,

no se ve un alma, está desierta toda la avenida,

no se ve a nadie y esa mujer sale del zaguán

y Pedro Navaja aprieta un puño dentro del gabán.

Mira pa' un lado, mira pa'l otro y no ve a nadie

y a la carrera Pedro sin ruido cruza la calle

y mientras tanto en la otra acera va la mujer

refunfuñando pues no hizo pesos con qué comer.

Mientras camina del viejo abrigo saca un revolver, esa mujer,

y va a guardarlo en su cartera pa' que no estorbe,

un 38 "Smith and Wheson" del especial

que carga encima pa' que la libre de todo mal.

Y Pedro Navaja puñal en mano le fue pa' encima,

el diente de oro iba alumbrando toda la avenida,

mientras reía el puñal hundía sin compasión

cuando de pronto sonó un disparo como un cañón.

Y Pedro Navaja cayó en la acera mientras veía a la mujer

que revolver en mano y de muerte herida a él le decía:

"Yo que pensaba hoy no es mi día, estoy sal'á,

pero Pedro Navaja, fíjate tú, tú estás en n'á'".

Y creanme gente que aunque hubo ruido nadie salió, no hubo curiosos, no hubo preguntas, nadie lloró, sólo un borracho con los dos cuerpos se tropezó, cogió el revolver, el puñal, los pesos y se marchó.

Iba pensando, se fue cantando desafinao

el coro que aquí les traje, mira el mensaje de mi canción:

Sorpresas te da la vida, la vida te da sorpresas, ay Dios,

Pedro Navaja mató en una esquina,

quien a hierro mata a hierro termina...