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The doors are now open for the VPW Memorial Museum.....the sunday service is just part of the tour.....

The Way Choir starts to sing......

and now as we leave Fantasyland, we hear the echoes of Roy Rogers singing"Happy Trails to You Until We Meet Again", or have we entered into Once Upon a Time with Roselie portraying Regina the evil Queen/Mayoress, and who is TWI's version of Emma Swann to save everyone from this nightmare, created by Rumpelstilkin/VPW(or is that LCM, CG, or Mr. Linder perhaps?). My name is Rod Serling and you have just entered the Twilight Zone(cue music). Or maybe I am Dan Curtis and this is Dark Shadows, with Wierwille portraying Barnabas Collins and Martindale is Quentin.

:eusa_clap:

Well done.

But I fear RosyLie is a far better seductive necromancing warlock than Regina could ever hope to be.

Will the P.A. be playing looped renditions of "24 Hours From Tulsa"?

Of course not silly, it'll be 24 hour renditions of "Beautiful Ohio!"

Jeaua.. how ro you APPLY THE

Foolish mortals, have ye no fear THE living god???!!

Look at the early old testament books of Waydale and I and II Greasespot and tremble!!

Once unleased, THE noun rose up into godhood and took possession of many innocent minds who babbled on for thousands of posts in adoration of THE.

Beware lest thou arouse THE again from the lower bowels of stupor hell of ten thousand half empty Guinness kegs to belch forth across this planet urinating great truths upon the unwashed masses in golden tinkling delights.

Are you prepared to once again face that monster........... ???

Consider thy ways and repent before it is too late.

DISCLAIMER:

By the way, although Guinness appreciates the great increase in sales they had during this period, THE still owes them $27,342,591.03 plus tax and the last check bounced. Guiness Limited ESQ. has initiated garnishment proceedures against THE Mountain in hopes of getting some recompence against their claim.

Also they hope to find at least some of their missing kegs.

Oh, I'm sure he never regretted his well-orchestrated sin structures and executions of sin.

What he lamented was his supposed IMPERFECTION- not that people actually were hurt,

and not that he'd let down God Almighty.

I was thinking of a poster here having seen vpw in the last day of his life, while he was

lamenting only that he was flawed SOMEHOW but couldn't figure out HOW.

And if that statement isn't proof of a Delusion of Grandeur, nothing is.

I am the poster you are trying to remember. About 10 years ago I was at a CFF event in Troy, Ohio and ended up in a long conversation with onr of VP's daughters. A part of the conversation was about his final days.

The last person to visit VP before his death was one of his nieces. In their conversations, VP seemed somewhat bewildered and wondered where he had gone wrong.

They get sooooooooooooo upset if you call them a TWI ministry.... They "think" for themselves.

Nowww.. Class! Let's all remember what Doctor Weirwille taught us:

People don't think, they just think that they think.

:P

Suffering from Way II much time on my hands, a thought crossed my brainbox;

If Peter in Rome felt so unworthy to be crucified as Jesus was?

Did Way Savior Geer have his eye removed while straped to the bottom of the operating table????

Shame on YOU, YOU BAD BAD believers!!!

Just out of curiousity, did he need to have an eye removed? <_<

(Yes I read the passing of the poop, so I know though he tried ever so hard to appear humble, he had very real "I" problems.)

Bikerbabe,

Long time no see. (I was off the net for about six years after moving to my hometown.) I'm sorry to hear you are reduced to this state. It sounds like you are alone on your own. If so, I'm sorry it didn't work out with that cop fellow. He was the only person I ever met who was able to make a sensible explanation of the trinity.

You are in my prayers.

I too am disabled living off VA disability and needing a scooter to get around. I get half again more than you and am barely able to survive, I don't know how you can do it.

Several years ago, I went to the local food give away at the fairgrounds. The ad (to this day) said it was open to anybody which I thought was odd. Wasn't this supposed to be for the poor? They threw boxes of preloaded goods in on me and when I said I would not use half of it , they could give it to someone else, they said take it or leave it.

I did throw half away. It all was non appealling nondescript bland stuff that mostly was at the end of it's life cycle.

On the other hand, last spring when my brother found himself on the Social Security side of life and suddenly poor. He went to the food give-away and got two huge watermelons, a ten pound bag of huge magnificent baker potatoes, and five bags of Vanilla Hazelnut Coffee BEANS. Plus a box of junk food he eventually threw away.

The watermelon was delicious, the potatoes were superb, and fortunately I own a coffeegrinder, Westill make his coffee on special occasions.

By the way,... :blush:

Jim had to wait in line three hours because ofthis current minor downturn in our economy.

As far as I'm concerned the food give-aways are mainly a source for getting rid of old food and poor sellers, and of course are a tax write off too for those corporations. I find it very interesting that all over the country it is being run the same way. Is some mega gov/corp behind all this.

Sorry, more to say but too tired.

Socks,

As always you see thru the fog, bypass the detours and get to the heart of the matter.

According to the then Prez, Rosie-lie, Wierwille tried, but it didn't work, so he turned it into a business, and they must continue in his footsteps.

So..... Weirville tried...... ehhh...?

Who'd he plagarize this time,

.... The Salvation Army?

REfunds??

Leave it to a squirrelly mathematician to think of it in money.

I want my twentytwo years back. :P

Actually it's a misspell,

They meant Pubic Figure.

Congratulations, I wish you both the best things in this life.

Cherry Humps candy bars

SIR...

You insult Martinets everywhere. :o

Even when washed, pigs still return to the hog waller.

skyrider,

I wouldn't read too much into the pictures and who was there or not. These are not professionally made pictures but snapshots made by calling the group together, probably after some function like a sunday night teaching. The missing party was probably the one holding the camera.

I was trained in photography and worked in professional photo labs for 20 years. No professional photographer would ever take such compositionally poor picures. But they all look like someone said, "Hey, let's get a picture while were all here."

From the Atlanta Bible Fellowship, the First Way Corps pictures:

August 1971

All the style of a teenager with a Kodak Brownie Instamatic camera.

A tree is growing out of one's shoulder and reaching into everyone else's brain.

The girls are either standing in a ditch or are on their knees in a sign

of submissiveness. (Please don't kill me ex! )

The Graduates of 1972

A pleasant looking picture but the left side has way too much light and the right

way too little. It distracts from the subjects and pulls your eye to the upper left brightspot.

In a group this size, noone's face should be partially obstructed.

Now look at picture number three, shot right after picture two.

Extended Family

Same poor lighting and composition. Much more casual. People on the left and right

are cut in half.

Again these are not professional pictures, but probably spur of the moment shots done at some gathering.

Look for the missing person behind the camera.

Amen hiway,

The early rocks were a whole different thing. The first three-four years, I showed up on a dirt bike with a change of clothes, an army poncho, and my bible. I slept out on the ground under the stars. If it rained, I'd find a tent with activity inside and call in to see if they had room for one more. I met some great people that way.

Actually the name is Bobba Dabobbada Neaderbobba Ebenezer Nebuchadnezzar O'Rielly O'Hansen, but people call me "What?" for short. :blink:

A friend started calling me bobba and I didn't particularly like it. I started one day to play around with it and liked da-bobba but the rythem wasn't right. A little more fooling around and it came out da-bobba-da.

I liked it.

My friend didn't, so I filed it away somewhere in the lower id for a few years.

When I got my first computer and went on the net, they insisted on some unique username to conduct your surfing with.

All of a sudden dabobbada had a brand new home.

thanks for the welcome waysider.

can i get whip cream on that?

Sorry Faith,

We don't offer whip cream, our double extra strong coffee turns it into something akin to cottage cheese.

It is good seeing you again, pamsandiego.

By world's oldest, I hope that doesn't mean you have that

"old critters road kill smell" :o

Seriously, Congraduations and all that to you!

Don't forget to hang low during Squirrel Season,

I would feel terrible if someone served up Fricassee with a Masters Degree.

:P

I'm in 100% agreement with socks.

I got into TWI in '73 and lived 70 miles from HQ. I was there nearly every Sunday. Early TWI was completely the opposite of what it became. Very laid back and casual. Dress code was casually elegant but if the best you had was a paisley shirt and faded jeans, that was cool.

The aura of "The Farm" (it really was a farm) was one of tenderness and tons of manifested love back then.

One post I strongly remembered, I think on early greasespot,and I think it was David Anderson. The incident happened in '74. He was working in an office at HQ and VeePee walked in, apparently agitated. He then complained to David that love wasn't working. I guess he didn't think people were walking in love fast or hard enough.

(Meybe too many girls were turning down his offers.)

I do know that Anderson was one of TWI's most major and honored movers until then and then disappeared off the scene in the manner that later became so common.

As to using the term doctor, it became the official nickname for VeePee and with 22 years of habit behind me, I find it is still the first word for him that comes to mind. I then have to go to my mental thesaurus to remember his other aliases.

Speaking about smoking.. It always bothered me that Wierwille would smoke on stage at the ROA while smoking was prohibited for everyone else in the tent. The excuse that it was OK because he was the MOG rang hollow.

sudo

Much of my time in TWI I lived near HQ so I spent many a Sunday there and always knew people working there. One of recuring themes in casual conversations was meal times. With all the "Healthy lifestyle" themes TWI pushed was the "Healthy" meals. The staff would be fed health food with health seasonings and in somewhat controlled healthy proportions. (Men who worked in heavy labor conditions got necessarily larger portions.)

Part of the luck honor of getting to sit at VeePees' table was in getting to eat good old american food in american portions with real salt and pepper.

The official reasoning was VeePee and BOT were too old and set in their ways to eat the rabbit food. :blush:

(In the '70s I was a practicing mostly health food vegeterian so I watched TWIs' food trips closely. In the mid '70s they really were pushing the "rabbit food" diet. It proved unworkable, as too many people raised on a typical american diet ended doing poorly and getting sick off it. Toward the end of the '70s diet was modified to an odd blend health food and more substantial but still not quite normal foods.)

Linda,

It is good to see you too. I come by and keep an eye on things around here. I don''t have much energy to reply much though. My medical problems caused me to go on disability back in '04 and I had to move to my very rural home town to be able to live. It was late 2010 when I was able to get back on the net again.

Ohio limb had a function at the state fairgrounds shortly after the operation. There were rumors running rampant about some medical condition but officially little was said. When VP spoke, he looked, sounded and acted weak and distant to me. It left me for the first time realizing his mortality.

Twinky,

Though I don't doubt your source and story, I have not heard of it before.

The well documented and many personal excesses and abuses have been brought up as possible reasons for VPs surgury. Medical and Psychiatric folks would readily tell us that any one excess or abuse puts a great deal of stress on the body and weakens the immune system. The many abuses pursued with such gusto by VP within the inner way mystery religion certainly set him up for a trainwreck worthy of a hollywood blockbuster.

So I nominate all of the above.

From the scriptural viewpoint, even from a casual read, the OT prophets, kings and servants of God who abused God's Kids always ended up in a bad place.

I heard once from a reliable source that some of VP's last words were to the effect of wondering what he had done wrong.

What he had done wrong!!?

WHAT HE HAD DONE WRONG?!!

What he had done wrong was abusing God's Grace by indulging his personal cravings for many things under the banner of God's Grace. Then he abused God's Daughters under God's Grace. Then he taught God's Leaders of the inner way mystery religion circle to abuse as he had abused.... supposing to be under God's Grace.

(Let us sin that grace may abound... for answer see Romans.)

It is said that it's better to tie a boulder around your neck and jump in the lake than to harm one of God's little ones. The second great commandment is love your neighbor as yourself. The whole purpose of life is to celebrate life with God and your neighbors.

I need to rest. Maybe later...

What an enjoyable read. It does my heart good to see so many old friends here and such a concern for the facts. I am fascinated by the implication there might have been a poisoning or a suicide. I was at HQ that week when VP returned and left just before he died. I remember the going to gartmore well and coming back sick business, and the personal sense of dread when I left the area.

For what it is worth, I was in the Air Force from 1966 to 72 and was trained in all things photography as it was known at the time. I learned all things camera from 8"x10' deardorf view to 16mm movie. All things film in black 'n' white to color negative and reversal, and all things printing. I have processed base activities, bomb drop films, radar images, and very strange images out of SR-71 blackbirds.

While in the service, I became active in the base amateur theater guild and there did lighting for for a couple years amongst other things. The lights we had there were generically called kleigs or fresnells and looked like black one gallon paint cans on a swivel stick. From maybe 1910 thru at least the '70s the standard light source was an incandescent light bulb from 125 to 2000 watts in power.

When I walked thru the way auditorium in 1985 I saw the exact same kleigs but cannot guarrantee the light source as halogen lights had changed many things in the late '70s.

From my dimming memories of "the way, living in love" by Elena Whiteside mixed with a couple historical exhibits of the filming of the class around HQ. I remember pictures of the studio set, the cameras and lights and crew which was most or all wafers. There were seven or ten kleigs of the 250 to 500 watt variety. The camera was an ordinary workhorse 16mm movie maker standard from the '50s thru '70s.

The story as I recall was they rented the equipment and studio for two weeks in dayton in 1967 and had to film it in that period. The people who rented them the equipment told them it was not wise to film it in such a short period as it could damage the eyes. VP made the decision to push thru and do it in the two weeks in spite of the warnings.

What needs to be understood is color movie film was very slow in the '60s. At a speed rating of ASA 25 or 50, 1960s color film needed from 100 to 200 times more light than a modern digital camera to get a proper exposure.

Another way to put that would be lighting your 10x15 living room with 25 100 watt bulbs and they are all focused by polished reflectors at you. The heat would be as obnoxious as the brightness.

In our little theater the actors were warned not to look at the lights too long or you could get 'kleig eye' the symptoms are exactly the same as VPs or the welders. the actors were to look above the audience but below the kleigs.

One last tidbit under useless information for you. Each segment of the class was about 20 minutes long. A fact i'm sure many remembered while waiting for a snack break or a much needed stretch. The segments were 20 minutes long because that was the time limitation of the 400 foot film cassettes used in the cameras.