nandon

do you guys always argue about vpw like this reminds me of two guys in a barber shop going back and forth about whether or not barry bonds cheated,,,, of course he did,, some people dont care, but he did cheat..

im too young to recall names, but didn't vpw go to some strange people for information, or study.. didn't he invite a "seed" people to visit with the corpse? im just curious. do any of you know of any strange or unusual people that vpw went to for learning purposes?

an internal cry simmers inside, but let it out i dare not, buried in my ocean it shall abide. a familiar face is a memory that fades, remembering the goose-bumps of older days spiritually inspired escapdes this tool, not taught how to handle not passed through my blood, i sit here in a shamble, forgetting what i once was. i do not blame for we all sit in shame. one day to be free in a place for eternity where hate is released and given to fade rip mrs. w

i've seen people literally get into fist fights (without alcohol or drugs in their system) over football. --> and thats just a sport. so i guess we can only expect more division in something as important as who we are supposed to give 10% of our income to

its a business

i remember basketball.. the rims were a couple inches low so it was really easy to dunk on them. the last few years, they actually had Bless patrol working the courts. It sucked.. you had to sign your team up with them, and you could only win 3 games in a row then you had to sit.. that sucked.. but i met some cool people there. and campers supply, thats where i worked.. god that was a hell of a job.. when it rained i would be cutting that plastic for HOURS and HOURS..... Campers supply sold so many cigerettes it would blow your mind.

I was born and raised in twi. Parents were way corpse my whole life. I loved it as a kid. It made me feel pretty special. As I got older I got more commited. I was a nut for it. I thought people were treated bad because they desereved it. Until my family started getting shot at(spiritually of course). That confused me, because my family treated people well, and just because we didn't abuse the hell out of people verbally my parents were considered soft (not part of a lean mean fighting machine). So our family of six was split up. Parents were dishonorably dropped from corpse, and our parents were forced to go to the branch coordinators fellowship, while all the kids were forced to go to another fellowship (divide and conqer). For a while i started to think my parents were screwed up. Then the lawsuits hit. Depresion followed. I was confused.. for 2 years.. then my parents finally had a family meeting.. said, "we're done with this." I said thank god, we all got out. i hate the way for trying to destroy my family, i could care less about what they think about debt or being on time,, i dont give a **** if they are 100% right doctrinally... They tried to destroy my family. I hate them passionatly for that.

CHAS: ONE MORE PURGE OF LCM... the "you're not hitting the sweet spot" purge.

Men's Health Steroid Article - Buying Bulk ********************************************* You think pro athletes are the only ones pumping up their bodies with steroids? Take a closer look at the guy next to you in the gym Unless he changes his mind and makes a U-turn in the next 15 seconds, Bill is about to make the leap from average guy to federal felon. A 45-year-old southern California sales executive, Bill has nearly a thousand dollars' worth of illegal steroids bolted inside the armrest of his SUV, and only one car to go before the drug- sniffing dogs swarm around him at the Tijuana checkpoint. So does he wheel his vehicle around, dump his stash, and come home the law- abiding guy he was when he left the house this warm summer morning? Or does he risk jail time and a rap sheet that could snuff his career and his marriage? It's worth it, Bill tells himself. He cranks up the air conditioner, eases his foot off the brake pedal, and glides up to the border patrolman and his choke-chained German shepherd. "What were you doing in Mexico?" the patrolman asks. "Just buying some presents for my wife," Bill answers, holding up some handicraft jewelry he snuck out of his wife's jewelry box. In fact, after making the drive to Tijuana, Bill bought steroids at a downtown pharmacy, then removed the four bolts that secure the SUV's center console. He crammed the steroids inside, bolted the console back in place, and put a half-empty soda in the cupholder on top as camouflage. "Are you carrying any prescription drugs?" the officer asks. He knows, Bill worries. Why else would a muscular American businessman be making a 1-hour trip to Mexico during a workday? "No," Bill says. "Pop your trunk," the officer commands. Bill obliges, then stares straight ahead while the dogs snuffle frantically around his gym bag and spare quart of 40-weight. The officer returns to the driver's side window, and Bill braces himself for the inevitable "Step out of the vehicle." But seconds later, he's on his way, a freshly minted criminal with a grin on his face and just enough time, he realizes as he checks his watch, to make it back to his office before anyone realizes he's gone. By the next morning, he'll be injecting his way to a bigger, better body. It's no secret anymore that just about anyone who wrestles in a cage, flexes in a Speedo, or hits a heck of a lot more home runs than he did last year owes his extra power and thigh-size biceps to illegal anabolic steroids. But recently, another group has quietly joined the ranks of the 'roided. They're Wall Street brokers, cops, software developers--regular guys like Bill, in other words--who want to add muscle and melt fat, and don't mind a little chemical help. They're not out to be Smackdown champs or simulated Schwarzeneggers--they just want to look as good at age 30 or 40 as Mark Wahlberg did at 20. "I call them 'politely 'roided,'" says Harrison Pope, M.D., a Harvard medical school specialist in steroid abuse and author of The Adonis Complex. "Steroids used to be the province of a certain small group, the people you'd think of as muscle freaks. That was in the '70s and '80s." Over the past few years, however, the abuse has spread to mainstream men. They're not the kind of guys who are bursting out of triple-X shirts, so they're not so easily identifiable. Dr. Pope is no envious, whining egghead. He's been a gym rat himself for over 20 years, and it shows: With forearms bulging from his rolled-up sleeves, the 55-year-old doctor looks as if he could crank out a set of one-handed chinups in the doorway of his office. He started lifting at age 33 and became so "addicted," he says, that he still slips out of his office nearly every midday for an hour or longer workout session. So Dr. Pope knows what's going on, despite the weight room's mighty code of silence. And he estimates that as many as 1 million to 2 million Americans may have had juice in their veins at some time--a number that would ordinarily place steroid abuse in the epidemic category. But there's no completely reliable data, because juicers have basically been overlooked, says Jack Stein, Ph.D., deputy director of science policy for the National Institute on Drug Abuse (NIDA). "Unlike, say, crack addicts, the men who take steroids are basically healthy, clean-living people," Stein explains. "We've been preoccupied with more immediate threats, like crack and heroin." Studies are still continuing to verify estimates on adult steroid abusers, but Stein sees no reason to doubt Dr. Pope's numbers. Lax law enforcement, America's growing obsession with overgrown bodies, and the availability of steroids just across the border--and over the Internet--has created the steroid equivalent of a perfect storm. "In some of the gyms I've visited, I've been surprised by the sheer predominance of men on steroids," says Stein, who's also a personal trainer. "People don't see steroids as such a risk anymore." In fact, some see them as essential to a perfect body. Though health concerns compelled the U.S. Government to classify steroids as a controlled substance in 1991, they haven't discouraged many body-conscious men--the very ones who would never smoke, drink, or allow chicken skin to pass their lips--from accepting steroids as little more than souped-up, fat-burning vitamins. "There's a widespread belief that steroids are part of a healthy regimen," confirms Dr. Pope, "like eating well and working out, and that they can be controlled through moderation." Is it just a gym rat's fantasy, this idea that hormone-jangling drugs can actually be good for you? Not necessarily. There's no question that large doses of steroids can cause any number of nasty side effects--from shrunken testicles to large breasts. What's more, doctors have speculated that steroids may increase your risk of stroke, heart attack, liver disease, and prostate cancer, and lead to the superaggressive behavior known as 'roid rage. But the truth is, the medical community actually knows very little for certain about the long-term effects of steroid use--no one has done any large scientific studies. This is particularly true of the moderate doses favored by many of today's casual users. And since steroids can be medicinal--doctors use them to treat certain types of anemia and several other conditions--there's a growing belief in America's gyms that a little bit of juice may be just what a body needs. "In moderate dosages over the short term, can they be used safely?" asks Charles Yesalis, Sc.D., a Penn State professor of health policy and sports science, and author of The Steroids Game. "Probably, yes. The truth of the matter is that the majority of these performance-enhancing drugs have been cleared for medical use. So, clearly, they can be used safely." That's not to say the long-term health concerns are false--it just means that no one has bothered to find out whether they're true. Meanwhile, Arnold still strolls the Earth with a stogie in his hand and a smile on his face, a larger-than-life argument for steroids that no government agency has yet come up with the goods to refute. While baseball's steroid boom has been fueled by the quest for better numbers and bigger contracts, the average-guy juicing trend is less about performance than about looks. Take Bill. He's also a recovering alcoholic, who became serious about bodybuilding 7 years ago, at age 38. (He figured that double sessions in the gym each day would keep his mind off booze.) Six months of intense lifting left his 6-foot, 5-inch frame looking better than it had in years. But one thing frustrated him: "I just couldn't get any bigger," he says. "Maybe it was an age thing--the body produces less testosterone as you grow older--but I maxed out at 212 pounds and couldn't put on any more muscle." It didn't take him long to find a solution. He'd never tried steroids before, but he quickly found a huge amount of information on the Internet, which in the past several years has become a vast, if not always reliable, repository for steroid data. Bill wavered for about a year before deciding to try his first "cycle," a period of use (usually injections, pills, or ointments) that typically lasts 6 to 12 weeks, followed by downtime. First, however, he got a thorough physical. "I was pretty up front with my doc, and he was real cool about it," Bill says. "He said as a doctor he couldn't condone it, but he had a lot of patients on steroids. He didn't try to talk me out of it." Bill's new message-board buddies steered him toward a reliable supplier, a U.S-based black marketeer who demanded cash in advance but always delivered the drugs, by mail, within a week. Following another tip he'd gotten online, Bill had the package delivered to his doorstep, then "accidentally" kicked it into the shrubs and let it sit there a few days, thinking that would somehow fool the cops if he were being watched. For his first "stack"--a combination of different steroids--Bill decided to go with the basics: two weekly injections to increase muscle mass, a shot of the hormone HCG to keep his testicles from shrinking too much while his body's own testosterone was in chaos, and an oral dose of tamoxifen to help with enlarged breasts ("bitch tits," as they're commonly called). Steroids, after all, are basically synthetic testosterone: Flooding your bloodstream with them can fool the body into thinking it has enough of the real thing, so natural testosterone production shuts down. Bill had never given an injection before, so at dawn one morning he sneaked out of bed before his wife was awake and practiced jabbing a needle into an orange. When he had the hang of it, he fitted a fresh needle onto the syringe and carefully sucked in 250 milligrams (mg) of Sustanon, a mixture of four different synthetic testosterones and a big favorite among juicers, since it's widely available and known for fast muscle-mass gains. Bill swabbed a butt cheek with alcohol, braced himself, and plunged the needle home. Damn! Good thing he'd been warned not to inject it into his shoulder; Sustanon can leave a nodule the size of a tennis ball. As soon as he stopped wincing, Bill followed the Sus with 200 mg of Deca-Durabolin, another favorite that helps the muscles absorb protein. One more shot to go: HCG, a natural hormone distilled from the urine of pregnant women. And so, with a huge lump on his foot and pregnant-woman urine splashing around inside him, Bill headed off to the gym. "The first couple of days, I didn't feel a thing," he recalls. "If anything, I was a little tired and depressed." But within 2 weeks, he felt a huge surge of strength, and after a month, his waist was shrinking and his chest expanding. By the end of his 12-week cycle, Bill had added 80 pounds to his bench press, jacking it from 245 pounds to 325. His biceps had swollen from 16 inches to 18-1/2, and his waist had slimmed from a size 36 to a 34. In short, he'd given himself a radically larger, stronger, and leaner body in just 3 months. He was so big that his wife demanded to know what was going on. "She was freaked out at first," Bill admits. "She insisted I go right out and buy more health insurance." Despite his wife's anxiety, Bill was ready to cycle again 8 months later. Since then, he has done at least one cycle a year for the past 6 years. He now weighs 265 pounds, with a very low, 12 percent body-fat ratio. He's suffered no hint of 'roid rage, he says, and his blood and liver enzymes are normal. "I got a little acne on my chest and back," Bill shrugs. "Otherwise, I'm rockin'." Scientists have been searching for a magic, superman drug for more than 100 years, ever since a French researcher tried injecting himself with an extract of dog and guinea-pig testicles. The results of that experiment were disappointing--his special blend turned out to have no active hormones--but it didn't prevent other scientists from continuing to search the scrotum for its secrets. German scientists finally came up with a successful formula in the 1930s, when they found a way to chemically reproduce the original testosterone molecule. Early results were fantastic: The new ber-hormones helped double the size of skeletal muscle and increased endurance and aggression. Some of these protosteroids were reportedly administered to Hitler's troops in the 1940s, and later to Soviet athletes in the 1950s. Soon after Iron Curtain powerlifters began annihilating their competition in the 1960s, anabolic steroids became the go-to drug for many elite athletes. Some negative side effects appeared, such as baldness, rampant acne, and plummeting sex drive. Even worse were the wild mood swings and frightening bursts of anger. Adolescents were suffering stunted growth, while female juicers saw their breasts flatten, their clitorises distend, and their faces sprout whiskers. But there seemed to be little solid evidence, either then or in the decades that followed, that large numbers of 'roided men were collapsing from strokes or other potentially fatal afflictions. On the contrary, some of the most prominent musclemen of the '60s and '70s--the heavily juiced Pumping Iron era--have passed into middle age with few discernible consequences of their track-marked youth. (Schwarzenegger's 1997 heart surgery was to repair a congenital defect.) As for heart attacks and diseased prostates, to this day there's no definitive link between these diseases and steroids. "We just don't have the data," says Dr. Yesalis. "Even though steroids have been epidemic in elite sports since the '50s, we have yet to do the same epidemiological studies on them that we've done on tobacco, alcohol, and cocaine." Nor has law enforcement been trained to crack down on juicers. "When you look at what we have to deal with across the board, steroids are our responsibility but not our priority," admits Will Glaspy, a spokesman for the U.S. Drug Enforcement Agency. No wonder so many average guys are acting as if the liquor store was left unlocked. "Look, more than 60 percent of the American population is overweight," argues Mick Hart, the British fitness guru whose steroid-promoting Web site, mickhart.com, has made him an Internet hero to thousands of American steroid users. "If they can burn fat and add muscle by combining hard work with a little 'gear,' what's the harm?" To back his point, Hart even put his 23-year-old son, Chris, on steroids, transforming him from a lumpy young man into a grinning, flexing hunk. Judging by subscription rates for No Bull, Hart's online steroid newsletter marketed toward middle-aged men, the juice business is booming, especially among Boomers. Last May, No Bull signed on 3,000 new subscribers. "I get more than 200 e-mails a day from men all over the world," Hart says. "Know what they all say? 'I can't wait to get started.'" Francis, a member of various anabolic chat rooms, is a 35-year- old New Yorker who is about to begin his second cycle with his lifting partner, a 37-year-old Wall Street broker. Francis first tried steroids 2 years ago, when the clerk at a national supplement- store chain startled him by saying he was wasting his time with legal supplements. "I was about to buy a testosterone booster called 1AD," Francis recalls, "and the guy said I'd have to take 10 to 15 doses a day, which would do far more damage than a proper cycle." "If you're going to do this stuff," the clerk told him, "you might as well do steroids." Francis spent 4 years reading detailed analyses of steroid composition and its effects, and finally decided the gains were worth the risks. "I don't drink or smoke, and there is no history of heart disease or liver problems in my family," he explains. Same for his broker buddy. Plus, their goals were modest-- each just wanted to add a few inches to his chest and arms--so they felt confident they could keep their steroid use under control. "We're not muscle freaks," Francis says. "In 2 years, this is only my second 8-week cycle on steroids." All he wants to do, Francis says, is bulk up just enough to fill out his 6'4'' frame. "I've been lifting since I was 17 and taking every supplement under the sun, and I finally realized that at 220 pounds, I'd gotten as big as I could naturally." Two hundred twenty pounds on a six-four frame? And he's worried that he's not big enough? That, believes Dr. Pope, is cause for concern. In some men, once that hunger takes hold, there's no satisfying it. "These men feel they never look good enough, and begin sacrificing their relationships, their careers, their peace of mind--because they are never satisfied with their bodies." This obsession has become so common that Dr. Pope has come up with a term for it: Adonis Complex. What fuels it, he says, are the ridiculously outsized bodies purveyed by Hollywood, magazine covers, and even action-toy manufacturers (just check out the size of G.I. Joe these days). "One of the biggest lies being handed to American men today is that you can somehow attain by natural means the huge shoulders and pectorals of the biggest men in the magazines," says Dr. Pope. "Generations of young men are working hard in the gym and wondering what on earth they're doing wrong. They don't realize that the 'hypermale' look that's so prevalent these days is essentially unattainable without steroids." Steroids have become so common, in fact, that Dr. Pope believes most of us no longer recognize a steroid-enhanced body when we see one. They're all around us, bulging with injection-enhanced muscle but posing as clean. Because there are certain dimensions that cannot be attained without chemical help, Dr. Pope adds, he can walk through the mall or grab a stack of magazines and swiftly pick out many of the steroid users. The numbers, he says, are astonishingly high: "I once grabbed six men's magazines at random, and I'm certain that more than half of them had steroid-enhanced men on the covers. "No one wants to reveal that much of his impressive body is due to injections," he continues. "I have met guys who would sooner tell you they had knocked over a convenience store or raped a girl in her dorm room than admit they had taken steroids." Tragically, too many steroid users are guilty of just those crimes, and worse. As both a psychiatrist and a steroid expert, Dr. Pope has consulted in numerous criminal cases in which normally peaceful men, with no history of psychiatric problems, have suddenly gone berserk after a few cycles of steroids. In one case, a frail and timid 14-year-old boy began taking steroids to bulk up. He started having fits of anger so extreme that his mother took him to the emergency room to be examined. Two years later, at age 16, he stabbed his 14-year-old girlfriend to death with a carving knife while on a cycle of steroids. There have been no systematic studies on steroid abuse among adult males, however, so there is still debate about the exact prevalence of 'roid rage and no clear understanding of its causes. However, Dr. Pope has no doubt that somewhere there is a cause and effect between synthetic testosterone and heightened aggression. "I've seen far too many examples of 'roid rage for this to be a coincidence," Dr. Pope says. Even in sedate lab studies, steroid users have had violent reactions; in one early clinical test at the National Institute of Mental Health, for instance, a volunteer who'd taken a dose lower than used by the average bodybuilder became so out of control that he asked to be placed in the ward seclusion room. Granted, medical science has yet to determine the long-term physiological risks or explain the cause of psychological flare- ups. But in the meantime, is it worth becoming a self-appointed guinea pig just to add a few inches of unnecessary bulk? "My fear," Dr. Pope says, "is that one day, we'll look back on this period in steroid history the way smokers are looking back on the 1950s, before the link to lung cancer was well understood. Sometime in the future, many steroid users could be in trouble from some unforeseen long-term consequences of these drugs and wishing they'd known more in advance." Bill's wife still wants him to stop, but unlike in his drinking days, she hasn't given him the ultimatum. Bill knows why. "If she did," he says, "she'd lose." Steroids, he feels, have changed his life. Alcohol was an escape; steroids are who he is. "This is the body I was meant to have," he explains. "It just took a little help to get there." Currently, he's in the midst of a new cycle, this time experimenting with Dianabol and Equipoise, a veterinary steroid designed for horses. "I've never been healthier in my life," Bill concludes. There's no denying the joy in his voice--but his final comment is a chilling echo of Dr. Pope's warning about size obsession.

dam oldies, she must have been hot. stayed because of parnets.. when parents left,, i left.

i wasn't sure if i should start a new thread but.. i decided to put this here... it is my opinion.. but i think that im still coming from a twi point of view.. the pope is in charge of one of the worlds largest organizations,, 1.1 billion people.. what does this guy do? besides run a huge business? and what did he do for children? im sure he help set up a lot of things for kids, but what did he do when his people were found out to be abusing kids? im not trying to be ann foot, im just trying to figure out more about this guy and that church. also,, twi thinks that all the popes are anti-christs.. at least lcm did, and so do a lot of the leaders.

i see all the catholics mourning, did twi'er mourn in a similar way when vpw died? whats it like when a cult leader dies, vs a religous leader?

i found myself kind of thinking, "who cares, he's seed" when i heard he was dying.. thats called waybrain.. then i thought "what the hell am i thinking?" i just remember LCM used to say "those damn RC's" "we dont need a pope" i wonder how many anti "RC" quotes LCM used during SNS or corpse meetings..

all we talk about is the hitters... but who knows how many pitchers were taking AAS what about fielding. AAS can improve your ability to throw the ball, so pitchers and fielders would have a better advantage also. you can't wipe out the records because there is no way to know how much better it made the player or who was even doing them. and big mac admitted to using andro.. andro is a pro-hormone.. it is like a really weak steroid at best... it was not illegal when he took it.. it was just made illegal this past january 2005.. when bush signed a new steroid law. so there is no "proof" that these guys did anything.

How about a "Shout Box" i've only seen it on one site, but I like it. It is a box that you can type text into at the top of the forum page. Its like a "Live headline box" here is an example http://mb.alleniversonfantasy.com/ your not allowed to view it unless your a member, but you can imagine what its like.

marsha is an heir to lowes? the department store?

the way still "working" the debt thing?? no they aren't.. no debt is twi's policy. yup, policy. you have a mortgage you can't fun a fellowship, or take certain classes,

DOES THE END JUSTIFY THE MEANS???? depends how much money we're talking about

god i hated the showers, i was 12 when i went to my first ROA (that i remember)... i slept in the fam corpse tent, and showered in this huge tent, with cement flooring, and these metal pipes that would pour sulfery water onto you if you pulled on a metal chain... i remember going in there for the first time and seeing like 300 naked older dudes,, i was like :o wtf! needless to say, i only took about 1 or 2 showers for those 2 weeks,and i wore my shorts when i did take a shower...

i loved getting called on, to the point that if i didn't get called on i got kind of mad, i was a real wierdo. when i got called on i just blasted it, i felt like i was belting a poem that god had inspired in me.

you dont always agree on everything, regardless of organization. If twi really has changed, they would not go ballistic over a couple of doctrinal disagrements. i know the idea is puerile. i was being foolish, wishing I had been more of a man and stood up for what was right when i was involved. somehow i imagine that if i go back now, and stand up for whats right it will somehow exculpate me for my brainwashed pass

ya, dumb idea, i guess its more of me still feeling guilty for what wish i had been like. going back would be a disaster. they want to change, they will change.

LCM AND THE BROKEN LEG he actually broke his foot in a HS basketball game. He said that his other leg was really sore after the game because he over compensated for the broken foot, LCM was a good athlete imo, he was big but could move. not a pro, but good.

We should be able to go back to functions, and speak our minds, question anything, we should be able to disagree, treat a reverend or a "new person" with the same respect.. imagine, if it has really changed... i almost want to test it out, just go to fellowships, have a good time, dont ABS, Dont agree with thier BULL$41T debt teaching, dont agree with what i dont agree with... i wonder what would happen.. (still treat ppl with respect, not looking for trouble you know... just to see if it really is different)

what exactly was that? i used to hear my parents talk about it, i used to hear other corpse talk about it. it was like if someone was having a bad day, and you asked them a question or did something minute to annoy them, they'd snap your head off, and then say: "Its all this damn spiritual pressure, the f-in adversary is up to something."