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Getting Support : Speaking Out
What I hate the most about the family | from the antichrist - Tuesday, February 14, 2006
accessed 2081 times Read this When we(ex family) were young our minds were filled with 'truths' about how things were meant to be, truths on making friends , kindness, sharing , giving, loving, caring, and so on. When I hit the age twelve I decided to refute any and all 'truth' taught to me as a child and to critically acces the world and the truth and how things (I) should be. Of course this was mixed together with an adolescent feeling of rebellion which at least to some extent bioused my view of the world. I became opposed to the very concept of love. I felt determined to, at least for myself, disprove every thing I had been taught as a child. This mental struggle against the family took on grotesque proportions as I began to hate my character, my thoughts , habits and even my childhood memories. I became convinced that the person I had been living in the family was in fact not me, but a phoney fake travesty of the person I was born to be. I had no use for the personality created during my youth as a family member. I considered the ideas presented to me or should I perhaps say drilled into my mind as false since human nature and family teachings are not always in sync. Even when I was in the family (mentally as well as phisically) I had doubts and questions as to whether or not family teachings and family behavior complied with eachother. Observing all the lies and hypocracy (not to mention abuse) I had been subjected to as a child I came to view family teachings as anti-nature, anti-true and anti-me. After deducing this I decided to seek myself. I decided to throw myself away and search for myself ,deep inside myself. I tried to remove all barriers, let myself go, I figured once I stop controlling myself, the real me would magicly appear.
During my adolescence I became quite infatuated with the concept of myself, I loved myself, I worshiped myself, I only believed myself, I never disciplined myself,I never pushed myself, I listened to myself when I felt lazy, I never struggled for anything, being at least decently intelligent I never had to study for school I never tried to improve myself, I always argued with other people if they thought I was wrong, I would never accept anybody elses views, I built a wall in my mind to keep other people's thoughts and visions out, I questioned everything but I never questioned myself.
On top of that I made it a point of honour to always speak my mind after experiencing the family's restrictions on what we were allowed to say.
At about age 16 I sort of crawled back out of my little mental castle and started making friends for the first time. It wasn't that hard. I treated people as mental puppets and worked my way up to being one of the most popular people at school. After a while I started hating the people around me, they seemed so redundant, everything they did seemed pointless to me. They would talk for hours about their favourite computer game, their shoes, their lives which to me didn't differ much from eachother. I became bored with the people around me and I wasn't afraid to tell them. Eventually I pissed some people of and they set out to turn the whole school (which was at that point my whole world) against me.
I ended up losing all my friends. This left me with feelings of despair, loneliness and desparation. I decided to crawl back into my mental castle, smoking lots of pot and being very selective about what kind of poeple I would allow around me.
At age 19 I ate some hallucinogenic mushrooms at a trance festival. This was a festival of hippylike peace and love poeple. Under influence of the drug I became overwhelmed with feelings of loneliness, wanting to believe, wanting to love, wanting to just accept some happy truth that would make me feel better. This came into contrast with the thoughts I had been having the past years: nihilist evil depressing brooding thoughts, thoughts of veangeance on the poeple that wronged me in the past. It was as if something was trying to take over my mind.
A war was going on in my head and I was barely able to controll it. When the trip was over I was dazed, confused and I remained that way for quite some time.
After that I didn't really know what to do with my life. I experimented with most kinds of drugs available, started failing school and was headed off into deep deep depression. What pissed me off was my unability or perhaps unwillingness to relate to other people.
At age 20 things were seriously starting to go downhill. I was forced to move out home, I barely had any friends, I had no goals whatsoever. Accidentally I picked up a philosophy magazine that had a special on the philosopher Nietsche. He first appealed to me because of his attitude towards christianity, he hated it.He proclaims that 'God is dead'. I read his book Zarathustra in which he criticizes almost everything. I was reading it, enjoying it it seemed he had all the same views I did. Untill he managed to criticize me. He pointed out to me that poeple should be complete beings and not just hide behind one or two talents. One of the main things he emphasised was the need for a person to constantly rise above, improve and and enhance himself.. It seems he was the first person, even though dead for over 100 years to get through to me.
For the second time in my life I decided to to re-evaluate everything. I decided there is not such thing as 'the real me'. Myself (or my body)is the one thing I should conquer not sit back and observe. Most of my thoughts were pointless , based on this infatuation for myself. I decided to recognize the possibility of other poeple being right. Slowly I am developing respect for other people. Creating myself as a whole.
I decided I don't need to question, I don't need to argue, I don't need religion, I don't need to figure it all out, I don't need to seek myself , especially not in other poeple, all I need is discipline, and love.
And that is what I hate the most about the family, that they were right about some things. |
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Reader's comments on this article Add a new comment on this article |  from D
Tuesday, May 30, 2006 - 03:48
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I can relate to some of the stuff you said. I think because of our background we have a military mentally with regarding friends, demanding complete and total loyalty, where most of the time most people we come into contact with are just acquaintances. Some of what you said just sounds like growing pains. With time, I think our memory of things fade and we forget just how bad things were. Maybe the family might have been right in one or two things they said, but the way that it was implemented was 100% wrong. I’ll never forget Ricky’s video were he talked about the control and slavery and cruel treatment we grew up in, all of us who watched it together cried because it not something we talk about or think about all the time.
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| from peterfisherman
Tuesday, May 30, 2006 - 03:07
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you spelled people wrong in one of your pargraphs.
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| | | |  From AndyH
Tuesday, May 30, 2006, 10:58
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You spelled paragraph wrong, and you failed to capitalize the first word of your sentence. Additionally, he misspelled people in more than one paragraph, as well as several other words.
Have you ever heard the saying, "People who live in glass houses, shouldn't throw stones"?
Or since your a fan of Jesus, how about this one.
"Judge not, that ye be not judged. For with what judgment ye judge, ye shall be judged: and with what measure ye mete, it shall be measured to you again. And why beholdest thou the mote that is in thy brother's eye, but considerest not the beam that is in thine own eye? Or how wilt thou say to thy brother, Let me pull out the mote out of thine eye; and, behold, a beam is in thine own eye? Thou hypocrite, first cast out the beam out of thine own eye; and then shalt thou see clearly to cast out the mote out of thy brother's eye."
Yes! I just rebuked you in Jesus name! Hallelujah!(reply to this comment) |
| | | | | | | | From part-time pedantrix
Tuesday, May 30, 2006, 11:48
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I would argue that one should have used a colon in that particular context.
But seriously, I think Andy was right to call the fisherman out on his uncalled-for comment. Peter contributed nothing at all of value and his smug attitude really pissed me off. The only reason I didn't correct him myself was because a little voice in my head piped up with, 'Oh my, is it trolling season already?' and I couldn't be bothered this time.
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| | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | from WWJD
Thursday, March 02, 2006 - 08:59
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This website has true stories of people that can testify about the true healing power of Jesus Christ - you can listen for free
http://www.unshackled.org
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| | | | from WWJD
Saturday, February 25, 2006 - 06:51
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TF was right about God being real. They were also right about Jesus Christ being crucified at Calvary for the remission of sins. They were also right about God being love. They are right about the Bible being the word of God. But they distorted everything and lied to us in order to sexually abuse us. They sexually exploited us masquerading as "the love of God". That is not God at all! what they have done is evil and disgusting and many of us are still paying the consequences for what they've done. Life sucks sometimes, it's true - even as a Christian I have hard times but the difference is that I belong to Him. Prayer is an act of love and faith not a "ritual" as they taught us in TF. It's an outpouring of our souls onto God and communing with Him in a personal and deep spiritual relationship. Just as God is real Satan is also real - he wants to damn all of humanity to hell but God has other plans. He will restore to us the years that the locusts have stolen and He has begun a work of restoration in all of us who left. He is the redeemer and restorer of our souls. Nietsche is dead not God, he is very much alive and I feel His presence each and every day. Our parents were either deceived or deliberately knew what they were doing. I'm so glad that the genuine belief in God that I held so dear as a child has been pieced together in my heart and in my life. None of it was a waste. Nothing I did in TF was a waste because he has made something beautiful of my life that was almost completely destroyed. He has made a rainbow of the anger that burnt in my heart and the tears that flooded my eyes. He has taken out the hatred in my heart and I have been able to forgive. I don't know you but I want to tell you this: He loves you man, and He is real. But I think in your heart of hearts you already know that and He will never let you go.
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| | | | From openmind
Wednesday, March 01, 2006, 04:25
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Now, let's take this into a whole new light and apply the "Peanuts Perspective" on it. Look at the above comment by WWJD and imagine ... Really visualize that it was Linus talking about his blanket named 'God'.
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God is real....God is love.... Prayer is an act of love...outpouring our souls onto God and communing with Him in a personal and deep spiritual relationship.... God is real ... God has other plans....Nietsche is dead not God, he is very much alive and I feel His presence each and every day.... I'm so glad that the genuine belief in God that I held so dear as a child has been pieced together in my heart and in my life. None of it was a waste. ... He loves you man, and He is real. But I think in your heart of hearts you already know that and He will never let you go.
Thanks WWJD!
What would you do without your Jesus? Same thing Linus do without his blanket.(reply to this comment) |
| | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | From exister
Tuesday, February 28, 2006, 09:28
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Christ himself never did shit to any of us. He died 2000 years ago, if he ever existed at all.
The idea of Christ on the other hand most certainly has done a lot of negative things to people. What do you suppose the Conquistadors were carrying when they exterminated the indigenous peoples of Latin America? That's right, crosses and small pox. Even into the modern day the idea of Christ is the central pretext for intolerance, ignorance and the coming hell of our Christian Fascist States of America. Need I even mention the atrocities committed in Christ's name by The Family? Any concept that can lead to abuse and exploitation on that scale deserves some serious scrutiny and suspicion.
So yes, in the name of decency and good taste take your fucking witnessing elsewhere.(reply to this comment) |
| | | | | From WWJD
Tuesday, February 28, 2006, 09:04
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Actually, that's exactly what it means. I can say whatever I want live in a free country (do you?). The "religion" you speak of is men taking matters into their own hands and corrupting the truth. They themselves will have to give an answer to God for their bad decisions so I will not even bother to justify their heinous actions. Most of TF members will go to hell unless they repent for the evil they did to us, but we are also called to forgive them, otherwise we will not be forgiven either. I know Christ and follow Him and he has forgiven me and given me the ability to forgive others. I worship the God of Israel, Jesus Christ is the Messiah and he died for my sins and rose on the third day. I believe the jews are God's chosen people and the rest of us are grafted in as His people. Nothing and nobody will stop me from proclaiming the truth. Christ will join Himself to you through his Holy Spirit (who is not a woman in a bikini by the way - that is blasphemy, the unpardonable sin). He will heal your wounds and wash away all the bitterness and sorrow and get rid of all the nightmares and spiritual darkness you are currently walking in.(reply to this comment) |
| | | | | | | | From WWJD
Thursday, March 02, 2006, 07:48
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I refer you to the passage of Matthew 5: Verse 44-46 But I say unto you, Love your enemies, bless them that curse you, do good to them that hate you, and pray for them which despitefully use you, and persecute you; That ye may be the children of your Father which is in heaven: for he maketh his sun to rise on the evil and on the good, and sendeth rain on the just and on the unjust. For if ye love them which love you, what reward have ye? do not even the publicans the same? The wicked people don't ask God for forgiveness and yet he is full of goodness towards them, we are supposed to be the same - its impossible to pray without a forgiving heart towards those who hate you.(reply to this comment) |
| | From Too Cool for This
Tuesday, February 28, 2006, 15:45
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Ok, like I said earlier, this does not sound like an SGA. This person sounds like a "churchmite". That language they're using is weird, and it has the stench of orthodoxy permeating it.
The average SGA doesn't give a shit about the Holy Spirit wearing a bikini, I think this is a very churchy FGA.
I think we have been the victims of a drive-by-prostelyzation here.
(Note to WWJD: Just because people disagree with you doesn't mean you are being censored.)(reply to this comment) |
| | From WWJD
Thursday, March 02, 2006, 08:00
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I quote this comment that was on this bulletin "in the name of decency and good taste take your (expletive) witnessing elsewhere". This totally suggests censorship. "Churchy" was a term used by Berg to open us up to the world of perversions and sexual exploitation. In his perversion he purposefully moved TF away from mainstream church and his mother's Evangelism. She even worked with Aimee Semple McPherson who was a great evangelist of her time. Berg had a serious Oedipus complex about his mother, so he had to move from righteous and clean living in order to abuse his daughters, and everyone elses daughters for that matter! Bergs idol was what was between his legs and he was so busy satisfying his perversion that he couldn't care less about God. We were never supposed to submit our virginity or our inocense to gratify those sexually depraved individuals. I'm really not sure what "orthodoxy" smells like but I can tell you what really stinks - that is the blasphemy against Christ that is often used in this website. (reply to this comment) |
| | From exister
Thursday, March 02, 2006, 08:19
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Oh, fucking get over yourself! Censorship requires two things, a desire on someones part to censor some sort of content and the power to do so. You may accuse me of having the former, but since I lack the latter it is patently absurd to accuse me of censorship. One of the advantages of being a powerless, private citizen is that I can express my opinion about what you write, and since I lack the power to do anything about my opinion I can never be accused of censorship.
And BTW, that rambling non sequitur about that ass hole Berg (the gist of which I agree with) just shows that Jesus really did eat your brain, and your command of the English language with it.
Getting back to my original point about a desire to censor your witnessing. While a facile examination of my telling you to fuck off might seem to reveal that I wish to censor you the truth is that I don't want you to go anywhere. If ignorant boobs like you didn't frequent this site then who would I target with my angry, first thing in the morning, caffeine deprived diatribes? Where would I channel my inescapable self-loathing and feelings of inadequacy? Please do stay, humiliating you is all I've got!!!(reply to this comment) |
| | | | | From WWJD
Thursday, March 02, 2006, 09:11
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How incredibly sad. Why do you loathe yourself and feel inadequate? why is it that humiliating another person is all you have? isn't there more to life than putting people down? surely there is! and for the record, I am not humilated. I consider it a honor to be insulted for my belief in Christ. TF that were being "persecuted" for being paedeophiles not because they followed God or believed the Bible. So carry on, I am not upset about you using disgusting language, that is your perogative. The time will come when Christians will be forbidden to practice their beliefs but we will never stop, if death and torture didn't stop the Gospel from being preached mindess and petty insults certainly won't.(reply to this comment) |
| | | | | | | | | | | | | | From vixen
Wednesday, March 01, 2006, 02:51
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I suppose you haven't read some of the things that Christian ex SGA's have written on this site, then... It's a Christian way of speaking, in my opinion, and just because most of us aren't fervently religious, it doesn't negate the fact that this person may well be one of the minority of ex SGAs who are.
I agree with you that most of us wouldn't care about the Holy Spirit wearing a bikini. But some do. And those who are *very* Christian (no offense intended, by the way) do tend to speak in a way that is very different from the majority of us, at least when they're in 'witnessing' mode. Don't forget that TF is not the only group to use that sort of language, and anyone who is closely affiliated with a church will probably use similarly emotive expressions of faith and such.(reply to this comment) |
| | | | | From crucifixion? freedom?
Tuesday, February 28, 2006, 10:09
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I feel it's time for another 'Life of Brian' moment
http://www.mwscomp.com/movies/brian/brian.htm
BORING PROPHET:
...The nephew or the donkey.
[whap]
Wha! Woooah!
[fwump]
[clap clap clap]
FALSE PROPHET:
...And, a nine-bladed sword, which he shall strike...
BLOOD & THUNDER PROPHET:
...Time when we all come together, and go...
FOLLOWERS:
Look! There he is! The Chosen One has woken!
[slam]
[bam bam bam bam]
MANDY:
Brian!
[bam bam bam bam bam]
BRIAN:
Huuh. Hooh. Ooh! Mother. Ooh. Ha--
MANDY:
Brian!
BRIAN:
Hang on, mother! Shhh.
[clllunk]
Hello, mother.
MANDY:
Don't you 'hello mother' me. What are all those people doing out there?!
BRIAN:
Oh. Well-- well, I, uh--
MANDY:
Come on! What have you been up to, my lad?!
BRIAN:
Well, uh, I think they must have popped by for something.
MANDY:
'Popped by'?! 'Swarmed by', more like! There's a multitude out there!
BRIAN:
Mm, they-- they started following me yesterday.
MANDY:
Well, they can stop following you right now. Now, stop following my son! You ought to be ashamed of yourselves.
FOLLOWERS:
The Messiah! The Messiah! Show us the Messiah!
MANDY:
The who?
FOLLOWERS:
The Messiah!
MANDY:
Huh, there's no Messiah in here. There's a mess, all right, but no Messiah. Now, go away!
FOLLOWERS:
Brian! Brian!
MANDY:
Right, my lad. What have you been up to?
BRIAN:
Nothing, Mum. Um--
MANDY:
Come on. Out with it.
BRIAN:
Well, they think I'm the Messiah, Mum.
[smack]
MANDY:
Now, what have you been telling them?
BRIAN:
Nothing! I only--
MANDY:
You're only making it worse for yourself.
BRIAN:
Look! I can explain! I--
[smack]
JUDITH:
No! Let me explain, Mrs. Cohen!
MANDY:
Who--
JUDITH:
Your son is a born leader. Those people out there are following him because they believe in him, Mrs. Cohen. They believe he can give them hope-- hope of a new life, a new world, a better future!
MANDY:
Who's that?!
BRIAN:
Oh! That's... Judith, Mum. Judith. Mother. Hmm.
[smack]
Aaaah!
FOLLOWERS:
The Messiah! The Messiah!
MANDY:
Ooooh.
FOLLOWERS:
Show us the Messiah! The Messiah! The Messiah! Show us the Messiah!
MANDY:
Now, you listen here! He's not the Messiah. He's a very naughty boy! Now, go away!
FOLLOWERS:
Who are you?!
MANDY:
I'm his mother. That's who.
FOLLOWERS:
Behold His mother! Behold His mother! Hail to thee, mother of Brian! Blessed art thou, Hosanna! All praise to thee, now and always!
MANDY:
Ohhh, now, don't think you can get around me like that. He's not coming out, and that's my final word. Now, shove off!
FOLLOWERS:
No!
MANDY:
Did you hear what I said?
FOLLOWERS:
Yes!
MANDY:
Oh, I see. It-- it's like that, is it?
FOLLOWERS:
Yes!
MANDY:
Ohh. Oh, all right, then. You can see him for one minute, but not one second more. Do you understand?
FOLLOWERS:
Yes.
MANDY:
Promise?
FOLLOWERS:
Well, all right.
MANDY:
All right. Here he is, then. Come on, Brian. Come and talk to them.
BRIAN:
But, Mum. Judith.
MANDY:
Now, leave that Welsh tart alone.
BRIAN:
But I don't really want to, Mum.
FOLLOWERS:
Brian! Brian! Brian!...
BRIAN:
Good morning.
FOLLOWERS:
A blessing! A blessing! A blessing!...
BRIAN:
No. No, please! Please! Please listen. I've got one or two things to say.
FOLLOWERS:
Tell us. Tell us both of them.
BRIAN:
Look. You've got it all wrong.
You don't need to follow me. You don't need to follow anybody! You've got to think for yourselves. You're all individuals!
FOLLOWERS:
Yes, we're all individuals!
BRIAN:
You're all different!
FOLLOWERS:
Yes, we are all different!
DENNIS:
I'm not.
ARTHUR:
Shhhh.
FOLLOWERS:
Shh. Shhhh. Shhh.
BRIAN:
You've all got to work it out for yourselves!
FOLLOWERS:
Yes! We've got to work it out for ourselves!
BRIAN:
Exactly!
FOLLOWERS:
Tell us more!
BRIAN:
No! That's the point! Don't let anyone tell you what to do! Otherwise-- Ow! No!
MANDY:
Come on, Brian. That's enough. That's enough.
FOLLOWERS:
Oooooh. That wasn't a minute!
MANDY:
Oh, yes, it was.
FOLLOWERS:
Oh, no, it wasn't!
MANDY:
Now, stop that, and go away!
YOUTH:
Excuse me.
MANDY:
Yes?
YOUTH:
Are you a virgin?
MANDY:
I beg your pardon!
YOUTH:
Well, if it's not a personal question, are you a virgin?
MANDY:
'If it's not a personal question'?
How much more personal can you get? Now, piss off!
[slam]
YOUTH:
She is.
FOLLOWERS:
Yeah. Must be. She is. Definitely...
CROWD:
Ooh. Oh! Oooh...
[clunk]
REG:
'Morning, Saviour.
CROWD:
[yelling]
WOMAN:
Lay Your hands on me. Quick!
FRANCIS:
Now, don't jostle the Chosen One, please.
BABY:
[crying]
REG:
Don't push that baby in the Saviour's face. You've got till later.
GREGORY:
I say. I say, could He just see my wife? She has a headache.
REG:
She'll have to wait, I'm afraid.
GREGORY:
It's very bad, and we've got a luncheon appointment.
REG:
Look, the lepers are queuing.
GREGORY:
Her brother-in-law is the ex-mayor of Gath, you know.
REG:
Uh, Brian, can I introduce the gentleman who's letting us have the Mounts on Sunday?
MR. PAPADOPOULOS:
Hello.
FRANCIS:
Don't push!
REG:
And keep the noise down, please! Those possessed by devils, try and keep them under control a bit, can't you? Incurables, you'll just have to wait for a few minutes. Um, women taken in sin, line up against that wall, will you?
JUDITH:
Brian? Brian, you were fantastic!
BRIAN:
You weren't so bad yourself.
JUDITH:
No, what you said just now-- it was quite extraordinary.
BRIAN:
What? Oh, that. Was it?
JUDITH:
We don't need any leaders. You're so right. Reg has been dominating us for too long.
BRIAN:
Well, yes.
JUDITH:
It needed saying, and you said it, Brian.
BRIAN:
You're... very attractive.
JUDITH:
It's our revolution! We can all do it together!
BRIAN:
I think-- I think--
JUDITH:
We're all behind you, Brian. The revolution is in your hands!
BRIAN:
What? No! That's not what I meant at all!
CENTURION:
You're fuckin' nicked, me old beauty. Right.
[whap whap whap whap whap]
[smack]
Stop it.PROPHET IN WHITE:
...And holes for the...
PROPHET IN BLACK:
...Jumbo jets...
PROPHET IN WHITE:
...every bitch how you got germs from...
PROPHET IN BLACK:
...fly up near the...
BRIAN:
Don't you, eh, pass judgment on other people, or you might get judged yourself.
COLIN:
What?
BRIAN:
I said, 'Don't pass judgment on other people, or else you might get judged, too.'
COLIN:
Who, me?
BRIAN:
Yes.
COLIN:
Oh. Ooh. Thank you very much.
BRIAN:
Well, not just you. All of you.
DENNIS:
That's a nice gourd.
BRIAN:
What?
DENNIS:
How much do you want for the gourd?
BRIAN:
I don't. You can have it.
DENNIS:
Have it?
BRIAN:
Yes. Consider the lilies...
DENNIS:
Eh, d-- d-- don't you want to haggle?
BRIAN:
No. ...in the field.
DENNIS:
What's wrong with it, then?
BRIAN:
Nothing. Take it.
ELSIE:
Consider the lilies?
BRIAN:
Uh, well, the birds, then.
EDDIE:
What birds?
BRIAN:
Any birds.
EDDIE:
Why?
BRIAN:
Well, have they got jobs?
ARTHUR:
Who?
BRIAN:
The birds.
EDDIE:
Have the birds got jobs?!
FRANK:
What's the matter with him?
ARTHUR:
He says the birds are scrounging.
BRIAN:
Oh, uhh, no, the point is the birds. They do all right. Don't they?
FRANK:
Well, good luck to 'em.
EDDIE:
Yeah. They're very pretty.
BRIAN:
Okay, and you're much more important than they are, right? So, what are you worrying about? There you are. See?
EDDIE:
I'm worrying about what you have got against birds.
BRIAN:
I haven't got anything against the birds. Consider the lilies.
ARTHUR:
He's having a go at the flowers now.
EDDIE:
Oh, give the flowers a chance.
DENNIS:
I'll give you one for it.
BRIAN:
It's yours.
DENNIS:
Two, then.
BRIAN:
Ohh. Look. There was this man, and he had two servants.
ARTHUR:
What were they called?
BRIAN:
What?
ARTHUR:
What were their names?
BRIAN:
I don't know. And he gave them some talents.
EDDIE:
You don't know?!
BRIAN:
Well, it doesn't matter!
ARTHUR:
He doesn't know what they were called!
BRIAN:
Oh, they were called 'Simon' and 'Adrian'. Now--
ARTHUR:
Oh! You said you didn't know!
BRIAN:
It really doesn't matter. The point is there were these two servants--
ARTHUR:
He's making it up as he goes along.
BRIAN:
No, I'm not! ...And he gave them some ta-- Wait a minute. Were there three?
ARTHUR:
Ohh.
EDDIE:
Oh, he's terrible!
ARTHUR:
He's terrible.
BRIAN:
There were three.
ARTHUR:
Thpppt!
BRIAN:
They were-- they were st-- stewards, really.
ELSIE:
Aww, get off!
BRIAN:
Ooh! Eh, uh, b-- b-- now-- now hear this! Blessed are they...
DENNIS:
Three.
BRIAN:
...who convert their neighbour's ox, for they shall inhibit their girth,...
MAN:
Rubbish!
BRIAN:
...and to them only shall be given-- to them only... shall... be... given...
ELSIE:
What?
BRIAN:
Hmm?
ELSIE:
Shall be given what?
BRIAN:
Oh, nothing.
ELSIE:
Hey! What were you going to say?
BRIAN:
Nothing.
ARTHUR and FRANK:
Yes, you were.
ELSIE:
Yes. You were going to say something.
BRIAN:
No, I wasn't. I'd finished.
ELSIE:
Oh, no you weren't.
ARTHUR:
Oh, come on. Tell us before you go.
BRIAN:
I wasn't going to say anything. I'd finished.
ELSIE:
No, you hadn't.
BLIND MAN:
What won't he tell?
EDDIE:
He won't say.
BLIND MAN:
Is it a secret?
BRIAN:
No.
BLIND MAN:
Is it?
EDDIE:
Must be. Otherwise, he'd tell us.
ARTHUR:
Oh, tell us the secret.
BRIAN:
Leave me alone.
YOUTH:
What is this secret?
GIRL:
Is it the secret of eternal life?
EDDIE:
He won't say!
ARTHUR:
Well, of course not. If I knew the secret of eternal life, I wouldn't say.
YOUTH:
No.
BRIAN:
Leave me alone.
GIRL:
Just tell me, please.
ARTHUR:
No. Tell us, Master. We were here first.
DENNIS:
Five.
BRIAN:
Ah!
GIRL:
Just tell--
BRIAN:
Go away!
GIRL:
Tell us, Master.
DENNIS:
I can't go above five.
GIRL:
Tell-- Is that His gourd?
YOUTH:
We've got this here.
DENNIS:
Yeah, but it's under offer.
GIRL:
This is His gourd!
DENNIS:
Ten!
GIRL:
It is His gourd! We will carry it for you, Master! Master?
YOUTH:
He's gone! He's been taken up!
GIRL:
Hhhh!
FOLLOWERS:
For He's been taken up!
DENNIS:
Eighteen!
ARTHUR:
No, there He is. Over there.
FOLLOWERS:
Oh, yeah. Master! Master!...
[FOLLOWERS chase BRIAN]
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| | | | | | | | From the antichrist
Tuesday, February 28, 2006, 09:28
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Perhaps you should, in your enlightened state should find some sheep and teach them the truth. The easiest people to convert are acidheads, hippies, unemployed and sexually frustrated young people, depressed poeple, people who have been raised in an ultra religious fashion, people who cannot make their own decisions, people who seek the truth, poeple unsatified with their lives.
Perhaps the family was the wrong cult for you. You seem more like a Jehova's witness kinda guy.(reply to this comment) |
| | | | | From exister
Tuesday, February 28, 2006, 09:55
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Deserve has nothing to do with it. We live in an intellectual food chain, and those who are easily converted to fanatical religions are simply the unfortunate piles of brain tissue that occupy the bottom of this food chain. You can feel sorry for plankton all you want, but it won't keep them from existing at the bottom of the ocean's food chain. That's just the inescapable natural order of things.(reply to this comment) |
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Tuesday, February 28, 2006, 10:56
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Just listening to the radio and they were talking about a bug that lives on a certain fish which makes the fish act in ways so as to become easy prey for certain birds, where in the belly of the bird they can be hatched. They're life is dependant on the fish dying...................life forms eh!(reply to this comment) |
| | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | from I hear you
Friday, February 24, 2006 - 23:37
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I can relate to a lot of what you say in this article. I have had a hard time making friends with systemites since leaving. Not because I can't, I make friends easier than most people. But like you said, I just start feeling a repulsion towards them, start not wanting to be around them. I don't have any close friends who aren't exers.
I didn't go to High school, and from what I've heard from the SGA's who did, it wasn't a good experience. High schools in America seem to have some kind of toxic social environment.
College sounds fun though.
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| | | | from AndyH
Friday, February 24, 2006 - 20:40
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Fascinating! hanks for sharing.
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