Me., January 21, 2009, 22:16
Steer Clear
OK, just wanted to put this out there in case it saved even one person from what I had to go through. This guy who currently seems to go by "Daniel Solari" as a frontman for some "Christian-rock" group called "Zaga", sexually abused me when I was a minor growing up in the sex cult sometimes called "The Family" or "Children of God". All I can say is, if you are a female or care about one, steer clear from this sexual abuser, whose real name is Anibal Claudio Solari, although in the cule he used a number of pseudonymys as they all do. He took advantage of a number of girls, many underage, and also worked compliantly with our other slave labor leaders. Steer clear.   (reply to this post)

Me., January 28, 2009, 20:00
Please Delete the Above Post
Webmaster/coordinator, please delete my post above. Thank you.
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White Horse, November 1, 2008, 20:04
Hi!
I'm new too on Movingon.org. My name is Joshua or White Horse or Joshua White Horse.

I have a Forum Board where you can come talk about anything freely called "The Freedom and Survival Board" where anyone is welcome without pressure at all to talk about politics, non-violent activism and what's weird in the injustices and abuses to denounce in our Governments and authorities and what to do to avoid the Mark of the Beast coming with also some witnessing tips... Here's the link:

http://boards2go.com/boards/board.cgi?&user=whitehorse  (reply to this post)

exfamily, January 22, 2009, 07:12
WTF
Ha what a load of shite!
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You have got to be kidding!, November 3, 2008, 06:51
you are either joking or brainwashed
"what to do to avoid the Mark of the Beast coming with also some witnessing tips.." Ha! What a crock of shit! Go away loser! We have put up with you people long enough. LEAVE US ALONE!!
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Tyler Durden, May 20, 2003, 08:51
Rants
It’s important that I write. I think & analyze so much, why should it all go to waste? I’ll try to stay away from those long, depressing, introspective rants that do anything but uplift the reader. I’ve come to an interesting conclusion, think as little as possible. Why make life so much more complicated than it already is? Why baffle yourself with questions you can’t answer, or to which there are no answers? Run the rat race, be content with the little you have, because there is no limit to what you COULD have. If you start running after that little bit more, you’ll run till you die, and you’ll never have a chance to sit back and enjoy what you already have.

This sounds pessimistic, but if ultimately happiness is what you’re after, then ignorance is bliss. Those ordinary people living ordinary lives which you despised because you thought they were mediocre, who can you honestly say is happier now? You with your confusion, cynicism and eternal restlessness, or them with their contentment with the simple pleasures in life. Nothing seems to satisfy anymore, no amount of travels, parties and new friends will quench that longing for something you’re not quite sure of. No, it’s not love, but love is a typical example of your restlessness. You dream of that perfect love that will make everything else right, but then find yourself incapable of loving, of letting go of your cynicism and analytical mind. You question everything you encounter in life, why not question your heart? It’s real motives, the other person’s real motives, conditions and situations that have induced this supposed love, only to find you have analyzed away any sort of emotions you may have had, and find yourself even more confused by you own analyzing. So you analyze more, and where does it end?

I cannot find any other great meaning in life, other than obtaining lasting satisfaction & happiness. I have yet to encounter a satisfied, happy subversive, it sounds like an oxymoron, but I am surrounded by content, ordinary people. And yes, they are happy, it doesn’t just appear that way to me, they do not question fundamental rules of their society, they have no reason to. Yes, of course we all bitch about taxes, US foreign politics and inefficient garbage disposal services. We all would like a bigger house, newer car, better wages. But do you ever question if democracy is really democracy, if it really is the right way? Do you think your salary is worth you spending two thirds of your day and the best years of your life working for someone else’s dreams? Do you question not only new laws being passed, but actually question all the ancient, unquestionable ones? Does TV not only bore you occasionally, but actually fill you with rage as you see it for the blatant propaganda it is? Do you long for it all to go to hell, so we can start anew? I know I do, I used to think I had insight, that I was just a bit smarter than the crowd, but where has all this ‘insight’ brought me? Happiness? Peace? Not really.

What good has this insight been other than having a long political rant with a friend, after which both of you will go back to your jobs, taxes, and family, just like all the rest of the ‘dumb’ sheep. It’s like feeling ashamed at your doubt of Big Brother, or wanting to get reconnected to the matrix. It sounds bad, but what can you and your rebelliousness do? If you think you alone, one subversive human being, can overthrow the system you might need some psychiatric help. Maybe we do, maybe we’re the only ones that just didn’t get it. So I’m going to try hard not to think to much, I’m going to try and take everything at face value. I’m going to try not to recognize the falsity of sport, institutions, political parties, the workplace and relationships. I’ll try to be a die-hard fan of something absurd. I’ll try to believe in something. I’ll try to have faith in the good-will of big brother. Initially is will be hard, almost impossible, but the mind is amazing and so is the power of denial. I will start to see that while I thought I had ideals and higher motives, I really was just a rebellious, unthankful, destructive kid. I’ll have peace someday, the whole secret is don’t think too much. And now to get back to work.

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Mr. Fluffy, May 29, 2003, 02:40
bullshit, bullshit, bullshit.


go on, just give up. roll over, stop what you're doing, and i assure you you'll soon die. maybe not physically, but emotionally and spiritually you will. and any time you spend on this earth after that isn't worthy of being called living.

everyone has a purpose in life. there are kings and there are peons, plebians and patricians, rich and poor. the happy ones are the ones that know their purpose, and are at peace with their place in the scheme of things. not resigned to their fate, not accepting of the fait acompli, they still strive for better, to be the best they can be, but they are at peace with who they are. the poor little rich kid, guilty with his affluence, obscures his reality with drugs. or the poor, uneducated ignoramus who goes through life thinking he deserves better, instead of striving for it. they each suffer as much as the other, in their own way.

instead of accepting their purpose, they fight against it, and suffer accordingly. the rich kid could use his affluence and power to help those less fortunate than him. and the poor man can educate himself to a better life. that's the way they can acheive peace and happiness. otherwise, they suffer.

and then, there's us. me and you. we seem to be similar, always questioning, always searching, always learning. we are journeymen, travelling tradesmen. good at what we do, but always on the quest for more. more knowledge, more understanding, more experience, more connection with the world around us. it doesn't mean we move around geographically all that much, but we're never satisfied with the status quo. the same four walls daily drive us insane, wether those walls are physical, emotional, intellectual or spiritual. and happiness and satisfaction for us is daily stretching our boundaries and capacity as human beings.

we question, we rage, we point out the hidden obvious. some of us have enough power and influence to change the world, some of us only have enough power and influence to change the world one person at a time. but each of us must speak up, question and analyse, or we would go crazy. fighting against our purpose is self-destructive. it is an attack on the core of our very being. comparing ourselves to others is like comparing apples to bulldozers. it's banal at the very least. the reason those others are happy is their acceptance, not their place in the universe.

if you think you're a bad person, it's because you've allowed that to be. we can all use our gifts and talents for good or for bad, without going against our fundamental nature. the choice is yours. give up and die, or change your attitude and your view of things, and change within your purpose, to find purpose and meaning in your life.

i've been in this state before. both drug wise, and existentialism wise. and i railed against my purpose for a long time. i wanted power and influence, i dreamed of the white-picket fence and the 2.5 children. but i was only distracting myself from the truth. i was trying to acheive that by being what i was not. i might still acheive power and influence, i already have it if you ask my friends. and the family life i crave is surely on it's way. but it will be arrived at by being me, and being the best me that i can be.

it's our purpose to question. it's our purpose to learn. our happiness rests on fulfilling our purpose selflessly, and to the best or our abilities. be the best you can be, at what you were meant to be. sometimes, the hardest part is actually working that out.

who am i?

where am i?

what am i doing here?

know yourself.

know your environment.

know your purpose.

only by working that out, coming to peace with it, and striving to be the best you can be will you ever find happiness and peace. i wish you success and good-fortune on your journey.

-fluffy-

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mex., May 29, 2003, 12:53

I feel you on this. Sounds like Irvine Welsh though, I liked it either way.
Choose life.
Choose a job.
Choose a career.
Choose a family,
Choose a fucking big television
Choose washing machines, cars, compact disc players, and electrical tin openers.
Choose good health, low cholesterol and dental insurance.
Choose fixed-interest mortgage repayments.
Choose a starter home.
Choose your friends.
Choose leisure wear and matching luggage.
Choose a three piece suite on hire purchase in a range of fucking fabrics.
Choose DIY and wondering who you are on a Sunday morning.
Choose sitting on that couch watching mind-numbing sprit-crushing ga me shows
Stuffing fucking junk food into your mouth.
Choose rotting away at the end of it all, pishing you last in a miserable home
Nothing more than an embarrassment to the selfish, fucked-up brats
You have spawned to replace yourself.
Choose your future. Choose life.
-Pf Project

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Pharmaboy.., May 21, 2003, 08:13
TD needs help.
Tyler you are a disturbed, dysfunctional, egotistical kid. Enough now with your moody comedown rants, get a fucking life!!


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mex, May 21, 2003, 14:51
Help for TD
I would recommend 100mg Special K intra-muscular. Enjoy
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Pharmaboy.., May 22, 2003, 10:07
(none)
Mex you and me should hook up sometime to, uhhh, discuss religion. :)


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mex, May 23, 2003, 12:53
sunday after mass
I will bring my bible and party favors for all.
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oops, May 21, 2003, 14:11
Takes one to know one.

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Skeptik, September 15, 2002, 20:30
R U Saved?
>Question: If you could live forever, would you and why?

>Answer: “I would not live forever, because we should not live forever,
because if we were supposed to live forever, then we would live forever,
but we cannot live forever, which is why I would not live forever.”
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jpmagero, September 16, 2002, 09:36
cut it down
I would if I could, but I can't so I won't.
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monger, September 16, 2002, 03:47
true philosopher thou art
wow!--you haven't lost any of the coherence of Miss Alabama when she gave this answer at the 1994 Miss USA contest :)
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Skeptik, September 16, 2002, 15:47
research monger thou art
and you have lost none of the zest for research that monkeyfart congratulated you on:)
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monger, September 16, 2002, 22:21
Well I try :)
Pretty good eh? Bet you didn't expect anyone to know that. :) She was pretty $%^&^%$ stupid, wasn't she?
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JudasChrist, August 6, 2002, 14:30
CHAOS DEATHCULT....(The Family).
Esoteric knowledge about the last of things
My sweet eschatological vision
Foundation for the renewal of the world,
immemorial sins, never redeemed
Suppressed, oppressed, never redeem again
The sulphur-kingdom, purgatory, hell's damnation,
no man will be perditioned for all time

Where is your millennium?
Where is your kingdom of a thousand years?
What you see is a world of hate, of pitiness,
never again to be set in state
What you see is what you get

Evolving chaos, death the inevitable force
It's your cult, your mission

Misery - a necessary evil
Sympathy - a tool for fools
Death - the ultimate function
Mercy - a waste of grace

Every man is therefore guilty of all the good he did.


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Anthony, August 6, 2002, 23:07
CHAOS DEATHCULT....(The Family).
How about you write your own lyrics, or give credit where it is due. Ever heard of plagiarism?
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jpmagero, August 6, 2002, 14:50
Whatever??
of course, it's a free country (maybe, don't know where you are), but come on, you're preaching is a bit much. I just find it odd that someone would condemn the Fam for wierd doctrines and then go after something like this.
At least you're not ashamed.
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Trish, August 6, 2002, 14:35
Oh my Judas.
You did it again. That's so cool. I could never write like that. sorry I'm not on as much as I should be...Thanks for the book titles.
luv ya...peace,
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