Nathan_Jr

Mike, as an authentic tongue speaker (I take your word for it), you should know better than most here that a twelve syllable phrase of glossolalia may require a two paragraph interpretation in English. It may not always, but sometimes it may. Surely, you know this! Surely, you also know that often no interpretation at all is even possible. Even in a believer's meeting. The tongue may be given, but the tongue and its interpretation may be too advanced for the speaker, but God still inspires that utterance. That's one way I can spot the counterfeit. All those stilted, contrived interpretations. Most of the interpretations I heard were Grade A bullshonta. Sincere, sure. But what is sincerity NOT a guarantee of? That's right. The truth.

Well, 'Ol Earl, endorsed, promoted and signed off on by victor paul wirewille, taught it wrong. Vary some? SOME? We're talking tongues of angels, cuh! We're talking GLOSS-O-LALIA, son! The variance can be galactic! Huge! How can you not know this? Why would it ever occur to you to have to make that point? Why?

I was talking about the original film class of PFAL. I never got into TWI. TWI and the money-making corporate machine invented and established by victor paul wierwille is another matter but with similar attributes.

Yikes! Then why the Intermediate Class? Why excellor? What is this phony business about matching syllables and duration when interpreting? Lots of teaching on H-O-W. Not everyone can or should speak in tongues It proves nothing but itself. It is evident of nothing but itself. Victor totally missed the mark on what and why Paul and the author of Luke wrote on the subject. Hey! Even vic has to crawl before he can walk.

I never beleeeved I lacked abundant forgiveness from God. This was not something new to impress me. I was never taught I was unworthy until I took "the class." I never beleeeved I was nor could be condemned of anything until I took "the class." I never thought of God as a bit-chass pony character that needed or wanted anything from me, especially my money, until I took the class. What impressed me was the mechanical, corporeal, one-dimensional shallowness of it all. What REALLY impressed me was that anyone at all was actually impressed with victor paul wierwille. I was REALLY impressed with how gullible people were to actually fawn over this little charlatan and say "mmmph" at the end of every segment. NO! NOT SO FAST! STOP! I never got that idea. I was never seduced by that idea. But that idea was, indeed, taught, and that it was taught at all DID catch my attention. I was never motivated by that idea. I never wanted for money and never beleeeved that God was to be sought for it. The sycophants administering PFAL to me were duped in 1975, went CORPS and WOW, got out in 1986, completely mastered the collaterals, SNTs, and all books and tapes by victor, yet were living very near the poverty line... in Louisiana!! I never thought that. I never bought ANY of the bull$hit. (Hello, Irony. I seeeeee yooouuu.) I was never satisfied with faking tongues. Who told you that? I'll repeat myself for you and for the folks at home. I am trilingual in glossolalia and I can interpret my native tongue into glossolalia and vice versa. I can STF out of SIT. I can even write in glossolalia. I wish you all could SIT as much as I can. I know (twice revealed = established) that teaching someone how (H-O-W) to interpret by matching syllables and duration is factually, objectively and demonstrably false. If anyone ever taught that, say, in an excellor class, they taught it wrong. SIT and TIP cannot be taught. That's how you can tell a phony. Any form of SIT and TIP that is taught it counterfeit. Really? What did you do? NO! STOP! YIKES! It indicates someone has been deeply manipulated to be dishonest in an effort to appease a counterfeit fraudster.

Which was what exactly? God is able to forgive even this. His ability is equal to his willingness. And he is willing.

Your girlfriend is correct! Her turn... or yours. Guy Clark wrote the song and recorded it in 1975. Steve Earle recorded it, also. I'm not sure who the artist covering the song on Yellowstone is.

Country may be broadly accurate, but an unfair pigeonhole, IMO. Try Folk, Outlaw Country, Texas singer-songwriter, Americana.. Written in 1970, it was first recorded by another artist in Nashville in 1972. It broke the Billboard Top 100 at 98 for 3 weeks. It was recorded by the writer in 1975 to great success on the Country charts. It has been covered by others who more closely fit the Americana Singer-Songwriter genre than country. Apparently, a very recent, contemporary cover was included on the soundtrack for the show "Yellowstone." Pack up all your dishes Make note of all good wishes And say goodbye to the landlord for me That son of bitch has always bored me Throw out them L.A. papers That mouldy box of Vanilla Wafers Adios, to all this concrete Gonna get me some dirt road back streets (Chorus, includes title) And it's, here's to you, old Skinny Dennis The only one I think I will miss I can hear old bass singin' Sweet and low like a gift you're bringin' Play it for me one more time now Got to give it all you can now I believe every thing you're sayin' Just to keep on, keep on playin' (Chorus, includes title) And you put the pink card in the mailbox Leave the key in that old front door lock They'll find it likely as not I'm sure there's somethin' we have forgot Oh, Susanna, don't you cry, baby Love's a gift that's surely handmade We got somethin' to believe in Don't you think it's time, we're leavin'? (Chorus) So pack up all your dishes Make note of all good wishes And say goodbye to the landlord for me That son of bitch has always bored me

Tell us about this character you call God.

NO! Not so fast! Gads! That is a whole lotta salad! I didn’t miss anything. It seems you failed to understand my post. I’ll reread your repost when I’m not so busy and have lots of time. Time. Meanwhile, your repost will find a cozy new home in one of my folders.

March 3, 2023 was a day rich with treasure.

I should say if any modern religious system is deeply rooted in the traditions of ancient mythos, it is that God is a character, as in a play. (Also, as in an interpretive dance theatrical performance.)

Who will be your mediator in lieu of Christ Jesus’ finitude and absence? Oh, never mind. I’ll just write my question on a post card and mail it to The… …oh, wait…

God is a character? Well, if any aspect of ancient religious mythos is deeply rooted in tradition, it is this one.

“Some folks call it a sling blade, I call it a Kaiser blade.” — Karl Childers

Mmmph

Indeed. A fundamental error. A cosmic error.

It doesn’t. That’s what the margins are for. The pen is a double-edged sword. Use it to delete AND add words. Use your tools. Imitate victor in all things.

I really didn’t think anyone had the in-depth, spiritual awareness and perception to rise to the challenge. You are 100% correct, Waysider! 100,000 Unpainted Arizona points for you!

Well done, Mr. Bone. There were dozens, even hundreds of "Huh?" moments for me throughout "the class." Number 2 here may have been the very first. If anything ever is a secret, it has nothing to do with whether or not someone believes it. WTAF! Such a statement is so profoundly nonsensical and stupid, it boggles the clear and sharp mind to explain why. Here's a statement analogous to number 2. Let's see if anyone has the mettle and in-depth, spiritual awareness and perception to refute it: "The distance between Austin and Dallas is simply bird's nest cellophane."

Pack up all your dishes Make note of all good wishes And say goodbye to the landlord for me That son of bitch has always bored me

Coordinatore musicale

The spirit of the canon is the light of the bookcase in concretion.

“Walk on the Wild Side” - Lou Reed