Wednesday, March 14, 2007

Jailhouse Letter (02-02-07)

I had my wife post this letter because in our sufferings we sometimes have bruised hearts and bent shoulders from the constant weight and pressure of our stress. I suspect that you are the same in this. Wanting to encourage and strengthen my wife I wrote this to take her to the high place of our calling. No less do I desire this for those of you who are struggling to trust God through this difficult trial. May it also bless and encourage you when your internal compass identifies the truth it contains. God’s blessings upon you all!

Well my love I’m in that place again where I must ask you to lead me your ear. Even as I write my skin is tingling with excitement, my heart is skipping in wonder and my eyes are tearing with awe. How do I really describe what happened to me? Please be patient with me as I try to find the words. My day started like the hundreds of my incarceration. The only exception being the absence of my celly who went to court. You know how I cherish these rare moments of solitude. I spent the morning pacing the floor praying for all our needs, the trial, and for wisdom and guidance. After pouring my heart out I worshipped the Lord.

After lunch I laid upon my rack; just tried to quiet my spirit. Outside my window was the first day that didn’t seem like winter in a long time. The sun and sky were bright. I had the lights on to do a little reading of the scripture. My eyes became heavy and I took a nap. When I awoke (I think) all was the same (maybe). I was staring at the ceiling when suddenly the lights went out. At first it appeared a normal power outage until the darkness consumed my cell. The outside window became dark as coal even darker than night. I have never experienced a darkness so heavy I was literally wearing it. There was no light, I was blind. I became very afraid. One never really knows how much light and sight are appreciated until they are gone.

Time got a little distorted here because I do not know how long this darkness enveloped me. It may have been brief but felt like forever. I continued my glance forward which was up towards the unseen ceiling. I reached to touch it and it was there which brought a slight comfort by familiarity. Then a very bright bead of light began to appear. Very small like a star billions of miles away. Oh the hope that little light brought to a man who suddenly lost the world he’d known. It began to grow in size and brightness like the star was approaching. Soon (I think) it was about the size of my face. As I peered into it I realized there was a world inside it. This approaching light was the brightness of another world gleaming through an open porthole doorway or dimension.

This is where it gets strange, if it hasn’t already. As it got to the size of a doorway it was no longer above me but around me. I was standing in a bright new world. It looked like our world but brighter colors like our world was covered by those florescent highlighters. Can you imagine fields of grass with each bade calling your attention? That is what it was like. As I entered this world I found my feet upon a descending path. I took it as a natural lead and descended cautiously.

Soon I came upon a narrow gate in what appeared to be a large parcel of private fenced-in property. At the gate was a plaque with an inscription that read, “This small seed upon this shelf if swallowed without a doubt will open this gate for you but for no one else.” I looked closer and there appeared to be a very small mustard seed on a very small tray protruding out of the plaque. There was only one and I was surprised it would still be there considering the wind or the birds. The path only went through this gate and though I wasn’t certain of the meaning of this riddle I did not see any other course to take and I did not sense any danger in that seed. What troubled me a little was “without a doubt” what did this mean? I tried to reason this out but that just sent my mind reeling through a thousand doubts. Finally something inside me said, “knock it off” and I quickly picked up the seed and swallowed it. At that moment the gate opened on its own and I stepped through. As I passed the gate closed and on the back was another inscription, which read “Enjoy this land without a doubt or you may find yourself quickly out of this treasure meant for you,” “without a doubt” troubled me again but I did realize the gate had opened so I must have done something right. “Treasure” was a nice word to associate with “meant for you.”

A hope began to well up inside of me that proportionately displaced the dread of my existence, my cell, my world. I continued down the path. Shortly to my left was an enormous and obviously ancient Banyan tree whose tentacles had grown into at least a thousand trunks. All around it appeared to be sheets of black glass or polished onyx. As I approached I discovered they were small ponds or large puddles. I could not tell exactly how deep they were because they were bottomed by a blackness as dark as the beginning of this journey. The water had a pureness even a scent of pureness if this is possible. It was also very unique in that the water had a luster of a brilliant refined silver. The result of the contrast in these pools was a perfect mirror. They were placid and I could see every detail of my face as I knelt to look into one. They were of various shapes and sizes but there was enough land coursing through them that each could be inspected if desired.

Some of the banyan trunks went straight into these pools. These looked as healthy as those that found soil. On the largest and probably the original trunk someone had carved into the bark, like we would “KJ & DJ” inside a heart, the word “Memory.” The first pond I looked into made me a little younger than the reflection I recalled in the mirrors of our world. Then I looked in a second and saw a little boy version of me. I got startled and fell backward into the first pond. I’ve always had this kind of luck around water. I ended up completely submerged. I swam back to the surface and there you were leaning over the pier with your hand extended to help me out of the water. You were laughing. It’s been a very long time since I’ve seen your face radiating so much joy. Right then my heart became heavy and I sank before I reached your hand. I again swam to the surface but this time it was the pond I fell in. Wow that memory of lake Chabot now had joy and pain.

I pulled myself out and realized these pools were reflections of my memories. I was not certain if I cared to see anymore after that experience. Lake Chabot was a pristine memory until it got attached to out long season of suffering through this pond. What would happen to my other memories? Even with this hesitation curiosity prevailed and I glanced into many others maintaining my footing on solid ground. To my surprise some reflections had me older than I recalled. Had I died and my whole life had passed under this ancient tree was the thought I had.

I decided to jump into one of these elder pools to see if the memory was past like the first one. Splash! Head first I went into this. That was kind of dumb I realized later because there was no way of determining the depth of any of these bodies of water by the eye. Anyway I never hit bottom and swam to the surface. As I surfaced I found myself walking hand and hand with you on a beach at lake Geneva. It was night and the lights of our hotel were glowing on the water surface. The moon was like a giant flashlight with its beam focused on the peak of the Matorhorn. You were talking about the finalization of your script for the movie production. What caught my attention was how you incorporated your survival of our current trial into the main character. This was definitely the future for we had never been to Switzerland together and you spoke of our present in past tense. We walked to the front of the hotel on the cobblestone street to a little vending cart where an elderly woman was selling chocolate caramelled apples. You got so excited like a little girl at Disney World. It was really cute. Of course we bought one for each of us. At my first bite I was again swimming to the surface of the pool.

As I emptied myself I was filled with such a hope. Our future did not have me doing life in prison or have us apart. We survived our trial! I peered into many other pools but was tempted by one where my hair was all grey. Splash! Feet first this time. I swam to the surface and joined you by a very large campfire on the shore of Lake Titicaca in Peru. A small native Indian man about 5’2” 125 lbs. was painting our faces with war paint and telling us the story of a leviathan that lived in the lake and at every full moon comes out to search out the eyes of the locals. As his giant eyes glare into yours he searches your soul for courage or fear. If he finds courage he will bless you with greater courage and if he finds fear he will bless you with greater fear. The Indian was preparing us to see these eyes. Shortly leviathan of unthinkable mass, fierce weaponry, and irresistible will was going to exit the lake. The person with the greatest amount of fear was his meal. We were there to brave this; like we haven’t had enough test of our courage. The Indian gave us a local herbal drink that he said would give us the heart of a warrior, which is how he painted us up. This tradition was hundreds of years old and how the locals measured the weak and strong of their society. Some people saw this as an opportunity to overcome their fears while some almost became insane with panic. There is a leviathan in every culture I guess. The Indian said when you hear the fish jumping out of his way leviathan was on his hunt. The fire obscured our view of the lake but we could hear the still nothingness behind the crackling of firewood. More detail was flowing from our guide when suddenly like the explosion of a symphony upon our ears fish were jumping all over the lake in all directions.

You gripped my hand tightly and again I was swimming to the surface of the pool. You would think I would be possessed by that lust of knowing that drives people to psychics and horoscopes but it was not the case. I got enough information to send my hope soaring, which satisfied me. Infact I now call those pools of hope. For me it was time to leave and continue down the path. Knowing my hope was not vanity was my life not the experiences I walk through. I continued down the path with wonders everywhere I looked, too many to list. There were dancing trees that had feathered bells perched in them. As they flew from branch to branch they would ring the tune the trees danced to. There were waterfalls that did not make a rainbow in the mist created by their crashing but fell in all seven colors. Things like this all around. I walked on I must admit a little like a zombie dazed by a world more awesome than self-awareness.

At this point the music of a lute pricked me back to consciousness. It appeared to be coming from a cave near a large field of daffodils. They were pale yellow but glowed on their stems like those lightning bugs in the Midwest. As I got closer the music was definitely coming from the cave. Once at the entrance I heard a little ditty clearly. “Mulberry tree planted in the sea. How can this be? Surely this can be done without a doubt if the Lord does call it out. Increase our faith, increase our faith.” In the pause I inserted a “Hello, Hello, may I come in?” The music had ceased and I heard “Enter stranger.” To my surprise there was a faun playing a lute like a stand-up bass. Upon seeing me he asked, “What is your name stranger,” “Kurt” I replied. “I’ve heard of you.” “You have?” “Yes the Lord talks of all those who pass through the narrow gate.” We talked for awhile and he took me outside. He said “look at those daffodils what color do you see?” “Yellow” “Do you know the power of faith can make that which is not become. What is your favorite color?” “Purple” I’m talking with a faun I thought before his response. “Have you ever seen a purple daffodil?” “No I don’t think they exist.” “In your world they don’t but in the world of faith if you don’t doubt anything is possible. Turn to this field and bring me a purple daffodil.” “How do I do such a thing when they are all yellow?” “Speak to them in the name of the Lord and do not doubt and whatever color you tell them to be they will be.” “In the name of Christ let me see purple daffodils.” Instantly the field was purple. “Pink” “White” “Red” no matter what color I said they changed. This made me laugh in a nervous sort of way.

Then the faun returned to the cave to obtain his lute. He pointed to a distant mountain range and said, “Do you see that tunnel?” I could but barely. “This is where we must go. I have a couple more things to teach you before you enter the deepest part of this land.” I felt this was an understatement, I was doing nothing but learning. We walked and talked and he played many little clever rhymes and ditties. The entrance to the tunnel had two large oak trees one on each side. There was a small lake with ducks, geese, and swan, a park with gazebo, and there was an easel with a painting of you. He, the faun, asked me “who is this?” Wow was I surprised, what a beautiful painting you looked so regal. “That is my wife,” I said in a proud tone. We sat in the park and he took his lute and began to play and sing. He had a clear smooth voice but a vibrato that was distinctly goat. I don’t know how else to describe it and I don’t think you’ll imagine what it’s like until you’ve been sung to by a faun. He began “Love men think they know. Oh how much deeper this root can grow. What God joins becomes one flesh, how can it be separated? Tell me where one begins and where one ends. The word was spoken by it, the breath of life was given by it, men are sustained by it, and the master is full of it. This is love, this is love!” As he sang this many animals gathered round us. In the oak were tow lovebirds singing to each other. They hopped towards each other until they could kiss. When they did they became one pure white dove that flew down onto my shoulder and coo cooed into my ear. Which was translated in my spirit “The greatest Love Story Ever told is about to unfold.” There was also a great black stallion that was courting a solid white mare. As soon as he mounted her from behind a large Harlequin black and white stallion was in their place.

Many other things like this happened I think proving the words of the song. The faun seeing the bewilderment upon my face let out a burst of laughter. It struck me funny too so I laughed until I cried and my sides hurt. Then upon gaining our composure he said I have one last lesson for you. “Look at the lake tell me what you see.” Well the lake was now a sea of millions of red marbles and two blue ones on opposite ends from each other. “What are these?” I asked. “The red marbles are the people of the world you live in and the blue ones are you and your wife.” I felt sad at this since there was a huge gulf between us. We went to the edge and he placed the blue marble in my hand and said, “shoot this over to your wife.” You can’t imagine what an impossible task this was. There was no way I could produce enough thrust to move all the red marbles out of the way or to toss it over them. My heart got heavy and the faun said to me “have you forgotten the words of my song or the daffodils so quickly?” He was right I was doubting. “Lord what you join becomes one flesh part this red sea and bring me to my destiny.” Instantly these red marbles parted leaving a clear smooth path right to you. I took the shot and when our marbles met they became one larger blue marble. There was no more you or me just a oneness. Upon seeing this the faun said “you must now go through this tunnel, the tunnel of Love, where on the other side there is a very old man named time who has a white beard as long as my lute.” Just then when he said the man’s name I realized I never got the faun’s name. “Before I go can I ask you your name. I’m sorry I was so rude to have forgotten this.” “No problem lad my name is Kinsman.” “That’s an interesting name.” Yes I was named to display the faith work of our master. He by His faith became one flesh with you men. He was the scapegoat removing the burden of your sins and also lived out as a perfect man. That is why I can sing of His faith and how you came here. Enough of me though time has much to teach you. Be on your way.”

I began my passage through the tunnel, which was about 300 yards in length. When I got to the other side it was a twin of the previous park with oaks, lake and gazebo. Meandering slowly towards me (I mean very slowly like he was being dragged against his will) was Mr. Time. He was old and white but not wrinkly like the vending lady in Geneva. He was like Kinsman described him. I must admit a little impatience so I consumed most of the distance between us. “Hello Kurt” “Hello how did you know my name?” “When you entered the gate I was appointed time and her you are. Kinsman I’m assured has taught you well but there is much for you still to learn. Join me at the easel.” This time there was no picture of you. I asked him “why is this canvass blank?” He responded, “you have not told me what you expect to see there.” I’m not sure what he meant by this but I didn’t question any further. He handed me one of those cardboard cones cheerleaders use as bullhorns and said to me, “proclaim your love to this canvass through this horn.” This would have been a strange request in our world but not here, not after all that had happened to me. I eagerly picked up the cone pointed to the canvas and poured my heart out. Nothing happened but the joy of expression. Then Mr. Time took the cone from me and peeled it open. In his hands it became an artist palette with some amazing colors. He took out a brush and said, “Let me see what I can do with these words.” The canvas was becoming the masterpiece my first words had envisioned. Your picture on the other side of the tunnel was grand but this one moved me in an amazing way. In the center was you and I in our wedding vestments embracing and kissing. Above us was the most magnificent clouds that had the colors of fire coursing through them. They formed a shadowy face but very clear-pursed lips that were kissing our heads. Also the hands of God were clearly cupped around our backsides gently coddling us and also pushing us together. “That’s from my words?” “Of course out of the abundance of the heart the mouth speaks,” he responded.

I couldn’t help but think this trial had blessed my love, our love, with a richness unfathomable at the beginning. Only seeing this picture could make this thought clear. I was awed! Time took me from the park, again we moved painfully slow, down another path. All his words were profound and he was always teaching. We came across an apple tree in blossom near a chocolate river that had caramel vines coursing around it. We stopped and time addressed me. “This is the land of faith, hope, and love. Here God is teaching you how they work. Now I want you to view this tree with the eyes of hope and tell me what you see.” “I see blossoms which gives me hope of fruit in the future.” “Very well, now view it with your eyes of faith, remember the marbles, the gate, and the daffodils.” “I see a tree that can supply me fruit anytime I need or desire it if I do not doubt and ask in the name of the Lord.” “That is good.” Time said. “Now think of your wife and tell me what your eyes of love see.” It came to me instantly. “I see a tree that has its roots nourished by chocolate is wrapped in caramel and will produce chocolate caramelled apples when ever my love desires one.” All I could think of when saying this was that excited little girl in Geneva.

“Now you see that faith, hope, and love are great but the greatest of these is love. How much more is the love of our creator disposed toward you?” Just the thought of this made me see love from a completely new vastness. It overwhelmed me and I cried. Partly from the sense of being loved so well and partly how I thought this would benefit our love. “Very well, you are a quick study now I have a surprise about me to share. Do you see that castle upon that hill?” “Yes” “How far walking journey do you suppose that is for you?” “3 days” I answered. “How far for me?” He asked. Before I answered I thought time sure marches slowly how do I answer honestly without offending. “Oh I’d say about a week.” “You’re very generous” You bet I am another silent thought. “Actually I’ll be there and back in 10 minutes. There is an ancient scroll and a compass I must obtain for you from there. After I have grabbed them we’ll go to my cottage over there (he pointed) to have dinner. Are you hungry?” I hadn’t thought about it but I was. “Yes” “Very well I’m off!” Boy was he, he took off in a start like Mercury. I had no idea time could move so fast. I figured from this that in the world of faith, hope, and love time wasn’t bound to the normal cadence he would possess in our world, but was free here to go at any pace needed or necessary.

When he returned we went to his cottage, which was really quaint one room with a potbelly stove slash furnace. He placed the scroll and compass on the table and had me sit down. We talked of the Lord and the needle of the compass would point to the one speaking. “This is definitely not a magnetic compass” I said and questioned, “what kind of compass is this?” “It is the compass of truth and is a great tool when in the world since truth keeps you from vain hope, inspires an honest faith and love rejoices in truth.” In essence I thought this was some ancient lie detector, a useful tool for sure.

Now the scroll was not that large, had writing on both sides of it, and was in some language I’d never seen in our world. “Do you know what this says?” I asked “Sure” he responded. “But before we get to these words you must eat this scroll, this is your dinner.” I don’t think I had ever been satisfied in my hunger by words but I did recall the scripture that man lives by every word that proceeds from the mouth of God. Maybe this was my lesson. He opened it so I could only see one side and told me to swallow it. I did as I was told and the flavor was sweeter than honey and so delightful that to swallow it was a real depravation of joy, but swallow it I did. Within seconds I had an upset stomach, which got more and more agitated until the urge to vomit could no longer be resisted. It came upon me so quickly that I wretched the scroll up right back on the table. “Wow that was quick” Time said. “You mean that was supposed to happen? What kind of dinner or lesson is this?” “Don’t worry it only happens the first time. Try it again you will see.” I didn’t want to but I did it anyway. I did notice he turned it over before I ate it to expose the other words. This time it was disgustingly bitter to the taste. Not like a lemon but like gall or bile. Like a raw oyster I swallowed it in a hurry. Unlike before my stomach had a warmth and comfort like warm milk and a total fullness of satisfaction. “How is that, better?” “Yes, much” I proclaimed. “Why did I have this reaction to this scroll?” He began with a sober look upon his face. “The creator wrote these ancient words upon this scroll long before He created your kind. He gave you a freewill because He wanted your free devotion of trust and love. This was His desire far before your world was thrust into darkness. The first you ate was love which is always sweet to the taste but if not combined with trust will knot up in your stomach and become foul. Trust on the other hand is always bitter at first because it appears risky but when delivered with love satisfies completely. Learn from this that the two can never truly exist apart from the other without some disruption to you. Your patriarch Adam when he lost his trust of God automatically gained love for self.” The truth of this gave me the same satisfaction in my gut and was confirmed by the compass.

“Let us go outside there is one more thing for you to learn then your end with time here is over.” I wondered who I’d meet next. We went outside to what was my blind side of the cottage from how I made my entrance. There was what appeared to be one of those shrub mazes using Junipers. Time explained, “This maze has four correct doors you must pass through to get to the center. Each door will open by the placement of one of these silver coins into the slot.” He pulled out 5 coins from a purse. “Hey those are pure silver Morgan dollars from my world.” “Yes they appear to be and silver is the price of redemption.” “Redemption of what?” I asked. “In this case the picture from the park is in the center and if you make it there you get to keep it. You will also notice I gave you an extra coin as a measure of grace in case you make a wrong turn.”

Desire rose up in me more than I could measure. I never thought for a moment before this that I could possess that painting. No greater gift could I imagine. He handed me the coins and I was off. The junipers were prickly enough to keep me walking in the center of the path and removed any temptation to see if I could cheat by passing through them. Shortly in my trek I came across my first junction. There were three little girls one in front of each door and each with a broken right arm. They looked like triplets in appearance. Their arms were bent at about a thirty degree angle and needed a splint or cast for sure. I approached a little queasy. They all said in harmony “can you help us? We tried to get out of the way of the slamming doors when you entered but each of us had the same accident.” Then the girl farthest left began “We have heard of you and your great faith, kindness and other virtues. Please look after me in accordance with your great character.” The middle girl was completely different. She began “Sir my life was going fine until you caused my injury. Right behind you there is a first aid kit with a splint in it. Please take responsibility for my troubles and purchase those supplies.” It appeared that I would have to use one of my coins to obtain the supplies but I could only mend one. The last girl spoke briefly “Sir we all have the same injury but you must select one.” I was moved by all three but something in my gut drew me more to the last one. I reasoned I was given the extra coin for this purpose and I would just have to be perfect to complete this course. I used a coin and began to aid the last girl. As I did the first girl ridiculed me, called me foolish and other things of this ilk. The middle girl got rude and condemning. After my work I had to use a coin for the door. I went through and there was a plaque with this quote “Flattery is selfish, guilt is lavish and compassion stay within her need.” This and hindsight made me think I made the right choice.

I continued to the next junction. Again there was three choices this time three grown men. They all said together “the wealthiest man in our land invited us to a dinner party.” The man on the left had a gorgeous tuxedo on and said “I am sure to please in my best attire.” The middle man had a well worn suit and tie combo. He said, “I am ready to attend in my best attire.” The guy on the right had a bright pink tuxedo (remember those highlighters) and he said “there will be many great men there dressed in black I did not think it wise to compete for their glory. I have dawned my good apparel.” Then they said together “this door bars our way please open it with your coin.” I chose the middle man and walked through. The plaque here said, “Pride adorns himself well but not nearly as well as false humility and neither as well as honesty.” Again I felt I made the right choice. 2 coins left and 2 for 2. I felt certain I’d get that painting. I hoped these choices didn’t get any tougher.

A little further in and my next junction. This time only two. There was an elderly woman who looked like everyone’s grandmother and there was a lady young and so stunningly beautiful I was stopped in my tracks. I could hardly take my eyes off her. Together they said, “A simple hug is all we need” though I only saw the beauty’s lips moving. I so much wanted to hug her but it seemed too easy. I hugged grandma. Deposited my coin and passed through. This plaque said “Lust will hold you with one embrace while affection embraces you.” Again I thought I’d made the right choice.

Finally I came upon the last set of doors with one coin left. There were two men. One dressed in all white suit, white shoes, white teeth with a broad smile and slick hair. The other looked rugged like a farmer. They both had a donation pot in front of them like the Salvation Army kind-of. Together they said, “The Lord has need of your last coin.” I responded, “then how will I pass this last door?” The farmer said, “You won’t.” Smiles said “For your donation to the Lord I will give you this token it is a silver clad coin with “King of Kings” inscribed on the front and the scripture of the widow’s offering from Mark 12:41-44 on the back. I have personally blessed this token. You will find this token will open the door as your coin. For surely God is a debtor to no man and whatever door He opens no one can shut.” Wow one keeps me going and one ends here but I felt it was the opposite of the obvious. I donated my coin to the farmer hoping for a surprise to get me to that painting. There was no surprise and no apologizes. It was over.

I walked back out a little dejected I’ll admit. I made it back to the cottage where time awaited me. I told him “I’m confused. I’m certain I made all the right choices and I did not get my prize.” “What do you mean? What could be a better prize than making all the right choices?” He had a point but I still said, “I agree but my expectation was on the painting it was stunning and beyond words.” “Don’t be silly the painting was your words and you can recreate it anytime you say so. You never need the maze to obtain the painting only to verify your right choices.” See what I mean by always learning something? Then he said to me “I want you to rest a little with your eyes open before you go on. Try this hammock.”

I hopped in a hammock between two trees and looked to the sky. Do you believe I was so enamored by this world I had never noticed the sky until now. Time said, “Our night is about to begin keep your eyes open.” Shortly night came but not gradually like a shutter of a camera. The sky was night but not black more a polished bronze. There were stars at best guess that appeared to be one billion for every one of ours and still there was just as much vastness of space between them. I asked time “I don’t recognize any of these stars does my world happen to be among any of them?” Just then he let out such a side splitting laugh that I had to laugh also though I didn’t no about what. Finally he got his composure. “Do you remember that seed you swallowed to enter here?” “Yes” “That was your world. The world of Faith, Hope, and Love could never be contained in your world anymore than the creator could be contained in this world.” “What do you mean?” I asked. “All those stars including our land which you’ve seen are part of a mobile that hangs on His front porch. When you are done with time you will be invited into the master’s home and though you will be His guest forever you shall never make a complete tour of His dwelling.

This was hard to swallow because it overwhelmed my reason and imagination. I asked for some clarification “If my world is so small in comparison to this land of faith, hope and love that it appears a seed how can I reconcile my relationship here with my world?” Now I saw a very fatherly expression come upon time’s face as he replied “It appeared to you at the beginning of your trip here that the light was expanding around you but in reality the darkness of your world shrinks back from faith, hope, and love. You may remain a citizen here the remainder of your days upon your world. Think of it this way; in your world they have deep sea divers who enter their dark pressure filled world but as a foreigner or an alien. They are tethered to the world above by their lifeline. They do their work in the dark world but live in the light and life of the world above.” This made it more clear. He continued, “you have done well here and I would like to give you a gift.” At that he went into the cottage and returned with the compass of truth and handed it to me. He said “you may find this a useful tool in your deceitful world. You should take your rest and I will see you again soon.” I did rest and was very contemplative and who could do otherwise. There was myriads of thought passing so rapidly through my brain that fatigue did take me over. On that hammock the light of the bronze darkness departed with the closing of my eyelids.

When I awoke a flash of light was before my eyes that quickly disappeared into the darkness. It was that blanketing darkness and blindness I felt before. Then my celly turned on the lights and I was back on my rack in the cell. He said, “Boy, you were sleeping good.” He had no idea. I had started a fast on February 1st for the whole month. It was breakfast and my celly kept saying, “come on dude its time to break your fast.” “Not yet I’m just getting started,” I replied. “How long are you going to go dude? I thought you were going to start eating March 1st.” “I am” I replied. “Well get out of bed then dude it’s the first.” I checked by the morning news and sure enough it was. The world I visited being so much more vast than ours must have different time than here. Time here moved as fast as he did to the castle. I began to think this was the most incredible dream and I remembered every detail until I came back into the cell and on the table was the compass pointing to my Bible. I got so excited I wrote this letter to you in just a few hours. My darling I think there is something about time passing quickly if we stay in the world of faith, hope and love that is very profound. Just maybe our trial which has dragged on now near these two years shall pass to its finish in the timing of the world above. Let it be so because I love you and long for your embrace.

P.S. I had placed this letter in an unsealed envelope to insert something else and threw it onto the table and immediately the compass pointed towards it. I picked it up the letter to add this postscript and the compass vanished. I was so disappointed I wanted to show it to you at visiting. Hopefully the truth of this text will speak for itself. I prayed and asked God why this gift and then its loss. The answer came instantly the compass was just to show you visually what already exists inside you by the Holy Spirit that is how you were able to make all the right choices in the maze and now you need to trust that internal compass to make your final right choices to over come the evil darkness that has you under pressure in your trial. This dream (I think) made me desire even more to stay tethered to my lifeline and to be in this world but not of it. It is my hope by sharing it with you that you likewise will be inspired.

27 comments:

near the end said...

tcob247, You must not be a Christian.

near the end said...

ALOT

Unknown said...

near the end said...
tcob247, You must not be a Christian.

Are you, "nte"? I guess is that you are not, or you wouldn't continue to badger "neodemes" the way you continually do.

a little something to make you go, hmmmmmmm.

near the end said...

justice7777777; It is obvious by your remarks you are not a christian!!!!

near the end said...

Neo is not a christian.

near the end said...

Nope; I judge noone!!!!!!!!!

jimithy said...

Kurt, I sent you a letter through the post office several weeks ago. I got it back today saying it was refused and also that it was undeliverable. It had also been opened and then taped back shut. That is okay if you did that but not if you did not. Can you answer this query before I file a complaint at the post office.

neodemes said...

Kurt, can you shorten your posts, please?

I don't have the time to read them and I sure wouldn't want to miss any pearls.

Thanks.

nte - can you say "grieving the Holy Spirit"?

Sure ya can.

Its a beautiful day in the neighborhood.

near the end said...

Bruce W. Macomber; Why did you file "BANKRUPTCY"?

near the end said...

Or would you rather be called "NEODEMES"?

near the end said...

Nope, I judge noone!!!!!!

near the end said...

tcob, "Your a stupid idiot"

that's not a judgement that's a fact. Hmmmmmmmmmmmm!!!!!!

near the end said...

Fishin was bad we did not even place.

We caught 3 Blues and 1 White Marlin but all small. Oh well that's fishin

near the end said...

Mogel; I think means well.

If you really look at the UCC shit I think Kurt and Scott really are on the right track.

The naysayers really don't want to go there though I wonder why?

Stillwaiting3 said...

http://www.freedomtofacism.com/

Copy and Paste the above. This was on TV last night. Not on a channel that most people watch but was very interesting to say the lest.
I'll wait for your comments. I am sure there will be a million of them. So I'll be Stillwaiting..........

gr82bmoi said...

“Time got a little distorted here because I do not know how long this darkness enveloped me. It may have been brief but felt like forever. I continued my glance forward which was up towards the unseen ceiling. I reached to touch it and it was there which brought a slight comfort by familiarity. Then a very BRIGHT BEAD OF LIGHT began to appear."

Wow, man…that’s really, really freaky! I had the exact same dream one time back in the 70’s!

near the end said...

gr82bmoi; You must be a NERD cause that's the nerdest post I've ever seen!!!!!!!!!!

gr82bmoi said...
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gr82bmoi said...

Then a very BRIGHT BEAD OF LIGHT began to appear...after a few minutes, or maybe a few hours, the light grew bigger, bigger, bigger until I realize it isn’t a light at all, but water and I am totally submerged. Warm water. Crisp, clear, blue water. Under a banyan tree. No, not just ‘A’ banyan tree, THE banyan tree and hey(!) there’s Jerry, Jerry Garcia(!) and he’s floating by, smiling.... Suddenly the water and the banyan roots intertwined and swirl purple and green and orange and well...psychedelic colors just as Jerry shouts:

You sit there a-crying, crying in your beer
You say you got trouble, my friend listen here
Don't tell me your troubles, I got enough of my own
Be thankful you're living, drink up and go home

I'm fresh out of prison, six years in the pen
Lost my wife and family, no one to call friend
Don't tell me your troubles, I got enough of my own
Be thankful you're living, drink up and go home

I scream back: “Jerry, YOU”RE A PROPHET! You must tell the world about KAOS - the International Organization of Evil – before they transfer all their powers to the banks and ruin us all!” Jerry (with a big grin on his face), says “I’ll leave that to Smart” and out of his left ear swam Little Jerry, who is still with all that truly, truly believe. The End.

neodemes said...

Not to mention, compounding the foolishness by drawing up, printing out and distributing sight drafts.

:-0

:-)

neodemes said...

How will they get a fair trial, by a jury of their peers???

Where will they find 12 frickin' 'tards???


LOL

neodemes said...

Assuming that there ever were 4000+ clients, it would make much more sense to convict the duo first and then go after the willing sheeple. That would include you, too, moogster.

Good luck with that.

Rave on!

KYHOOYA said...

notarial dissent said...
Moogs, I shouldn’t be surprised at your ignorance, but that fact that you continue to trot it out for public amusement is amazing
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So (Neo) or ist it (Seen it in Utah) why don't you people post under your normal Blog name instead of hide behind some other one like this one?

It must be that you think that people will give you shit or that you have been shown for the one sided lemming person you are.

Your posting carry the same old derogs. in them as do the other post of these toward certain persons on here so it would be some far cry to think that iyt's not one in the same posting just different names and my guess is that it is Neo doing it.

Must be kinda bord over at that site of his. I Stopped by to see what the placed looked like and seee for myself if it was true that you would be shuting down do to lack of interest . I have to say looking around it would'nt be a big loss to close it being the only persons who have posted on there are you and maybe one other back to Jan. 2007.

I vote you keep open that site so you have something to keep yyou from over here and all of you bullshit posting cus youy have about the size of a nats ass for anyone with a mind of their own and not just some lemming that follows what evert that big eye in the sky tells you to beleive go back to that sad site of your and keep with your normal onesideed view and don't letanyone have another way of thinking or you might have to make fun of tthem along with your onetime cronnys by your side or better yet post their personal info in some attempt at making them to stop haveing their own minds. ya that will be a gopod move try rtha one you piece of bog shit for a man.

with people like you it would be no wonder how the Gov't can do what ever they wanyt these days . what do they have to worry about anyway?

Heard anything about that little rebuild and the blackeye of an area called New Orleans latly I bet not a word cause the news is tow afrade to say anything for they might bring the rath of old Goerge Bush and his hench men down on themselfs for speaking the wrong thing I mean when one reporter ask the question " so mr. Bush how will you deal with the problem of fema and the mess that is caused by the handelinmg of everthing" the reponce was " Problem I don't see any problem here do you miss Black" everything looks like it being handeled just fine look we have sent in buses to get people out the army corp of blah balha "

if you would have seen it you could seethat the message was lpud and clear to that reporter that she should watch what see ask from now on or there could be so problem for her not to say there was'nt anyway.

or hey lets leak the name of an undercover agaent of the gov't because you don't like what her husban said about you or your handleing of something, ya that s a way of the new Gove't to work by means of ruthless and underhanded rightwinged war to keep the office the way they want it to be without any chechs or watches from outsiders like the american people . (them there is Dan rathers and that little miss hap that lead to this quote from him when asked about him reporting the news in the future he said " report the news I can't report the news the'll linch me if i do that" meaning the fact how Bush set him up.

You all should read a little book called The making oof a pres. and what it spells out hoe Rove and the like worked the campain and the ways theyused to get Bush into office and keep him there when a country was not of the mind to do so.

lets not forget tje voting and the big question of fare play there .

Why to think that a C average at Yale and the little unknown fact about a cocane bust that got wiped off the record from back in the 70s about bush and how he looked when the first debates were held aganist the guy who was a two time gov and was pro ECO and all ya that makes ence that he last and we got the dumb ass who votes no on a plan to cut back the worlds polution being how were the lagest producer of it of all the other huge chooses he has made that are just to show he is so stupid that he damage he has caused will be felt for decades to come start with 17 bill. in the black and in less then a week put the country into war and the red by who knows how much were still adding to it. now that isa system the i'm sure two guys lock up for two years would have know problem cause them to fold and all of the rest of the bullshit that gets posted on the miss rep. things that they do just to try and hide the real story

go on tell me about how good they are and hope the sysytem is on the up and up and please don't boar me with the same old crap of playing dowm the doings of them but in the same time saying that it was only that one thing and it did'nt do that much damage or what ver elses.

oh and Mog I think you can leave the KKK thing at the door I diod'nt see a need for tthat comment everm if I don't like these guy for there thyinking there is no need to go there with crap

My two cent on that



l8r

near the end said...

Neo, You ranted and raved about people paying there fair share of debt and then you went and filed for "BANKRUPTCY".

Why did you scam your creditors like that.

Are you scared to answer a simple question like that Bruce?

KYHOOYA said...

Let me see if I understand the naysayers here when they talk about the fraud that was committed by the Dorean group by their assuming the title of power of attorney for the lender when the lender did'nt respond to thye presentment.

Noww if your saying that when a client or his agent put'e in writing that it believes that to be fraud or false information in their doc's or for that matter the customer find it nessasary that the lender needs to explain something that they don't understand as it is stated in their loan doc's and then send this cert. U.S. mail to the adderess given for such disputed items the lender has provided and all other conciderations have been carfully attended to so that all paperwork is in the right form by the law and by the lenders terms and aggrement's for this

ARE YOU STSTING THAT THE LENDER THEN HAS THE OPTION TO ANSWER THAT OR TO NOT?

(I would have to say if that is your stand here on this that you are 100% WRONG in your thinking.

I will say this on the point though it has become common day practices by the banks to do what ever they want and get away with it do to laws that are noithing more than a slap if in fact any one makes it that far after wading through all of the crap that are set out as sumbeling block along the way. but never the less if the bank dos'nt answer the dispute then they are in breech of their bond lending law and lic. in fact if we were talking about a credit card and there something in dispute if that was the way it went then the customer would have all right to have anything that was rreported on their credit removed and not replaced intill the lender showed proof that of it being another way.

I find it all so much the truth these days that the banks think they can do what ever they want and with the bull shit fines that are in place to stop them where as it would cost more for the TV add they place to get your business than to stop what their doing that is making them so much money.

Either the lawmakers and the naysayers here and the courts are the stupidest people on the planet when it comes to seeing the wrong doing of the banks or (and we have heard plenty on here that are neysayers say that they don't think the banks are fare or doing the right thing) or these people that we have given the powers to make the banks do it right are just part of the problem

as to :
How can you not see that by charging unjustifed fees to it's customer tha the banks rake in billions and that to stop doing so would bve bad business it's likle the cost of doing business for them to even lose a court case and have to pay out millions for it they make more doing so why would they change it .

Why is it so hard to see that not only are they making tons in fees they have now writen their trem in away that is in a nut shell telling you that they can do anything they want change any item in there agreement with you at the time you accepted the card and rate (you no the Fixed rate they so callit ) but all get to that in a sec. now I have to bet that most out there hav'nt taken or have the time to have read their terms orr the ammended terms that comes with the bill all to offen to see waht I'm saying here is the truth.
But the fact is that the banks are just about got their busineess right where they like it with them being the ones with the power to do what ever they want and there is nothing that the customer can do about it well nothing that would'nt be the equil of a full time job in the banking and laws tthat go with that and then there is the credit reporting.


I would love fopr one of you to tell me how the bank that said I owed them money after a loan closed and the were told to deal with the title company about it being there the ones that paid them per their payoff demand to the penny and the lender thought that it would be better suited to falsely report to the credit companys that I was foreclosed on so that if I were to go an seek other loans they were of the understanding as many of you can atest to that the new lender would find that not so go nor would my Score reflect and good rating as it did'nt and then when I was contacted by one of my larger comany credit acct. that they were closing the acct I had with them for 15 year and use it's large cash acct for my business and hurt it so much that I lost in the hundereds of thousands for not being able to secure the property I as after the way I had when this account was open.

They reported a knowingly false forecloser in the attempt to extort me and they intended it to cause damage and harm to anything of money related from their doing it. and did.

Now I only found out about this by the very creditor telling me so and was nice enough to send me the report they pulled with it on and funny thing was that it only showed on their report from the big three credit companys but when I pulled my report that same day it did'nt show I wonder is that some form of back room reporting that the public is not so intitled to see when they request a full disclosure of the information that the credit company has in it's file for you AS STATED IN THE LAW THE ARE TO GIVE YOU ALLL INFO IN YOUR FILE NOT JUST WHAT THEY FEEL YOU NEED TO SEE OR THAT THEY ARE GETTING PAID BY THE BANKERS TO TELL YOU.


sO PLEASE TELLME HOW WITH THIS KINDA THING AND MANY OTHER OF THE SAME THA THE BANKS AND ASSO. TO DO WITH IT BUSINESS HAVE DONE JUST TO ME ONE PERSON i'M SURE THAT THE LIST IS LONGER THAN John Homes jOHNSON WAS MADE TO LOOK ON CAMERA NEEDLESS TO SAY THAT I WOULD'NT WANT IT UP MY ASS AS i DON'T THINK THE BANK'S HAVE THE RIGHT TO FUCK EVERYONE ON A DAILY RAPE AND PILLAGE THEIR DOING THESE DAYS HAVE THE RIGHTS OF THE PEOPLE JUST BEEN THROW AWAY OR IS THERE ANOTHER SET THAT i MIST

wHAT GRIPS ME THE MOST ON HERE IS THAT YOU BUNCH OF PANTY WASTE EXCUSES FOR THE USE OF A CONDOM LIKE TO GET UP AND DEFEND THE COURTS AND THE feDS AND THE REST FOR HOW THEY HAVE DONE THING AND YOU COME ON HERE AND SAY THAT THEIR DOING EVERYTHING THE RIGHT WAY AND THAT THE TWO IN JAIL HAVE HAD THEIR RIGHTS LOOKED AFTER TO THE LETTER OF THE LAW AND THE COURTS HAVE NOTHING UNDERHANDED OR ARE NOT ACTING ONE SIDED BY THEIR ACTION

HOW IN THE FUCK DO YOU SLEEP AT NIGHT WHEN YOU SIT HERE ANDDEFEND THESE UNLAWFUL ACTIVITIES THAT ARE SO EASY TO SEE THAT IT ALMOST SLAPS YOU IN THE FACE IF YOU DON'T SEE IT

BUT WITH THA SAID LET ME ASK THIS IF ANYONE WANTS TO BE A STAND UP PERSON AND TAKE ALOOK AT THE REAL DEAL GOING ON AND OFFER UP THEIR SIDE TO WHY THEY THINK IT'S OK THAT THE COURET AND THE REST OF THE INVOLVED

hOW IS IT THAT THEY ARE OK TO BREAK THE LAW WHEN IT COMES TO THE TWO AND YOUR ALRIGHT WITH THAT BUT YOUR NOT ALRIGHT WITH IT THE OTHER WAY AROUND.

JOW CAN YOU SIT THERE AND BACK UP A SYSTEM THAT IS TOTAL DISREGARD FOR THE COUNTRIES WISHES AND INACTED LAW IN SO WANTING THEIR WISHES TO BE FOLLOWED BUT THE ONES THAT ARE INTRUSTED WITH THIS ARE DOING WHAT EVER THEY WANT AND COULD CARE LESS WHAT THE PEOPLE WANT FOR THEM TO DO.

YOU DEFEND THIS ON HERE EVERTIME YOU SIT THERE AND SAY THAT IT'S OK THAT THE COURT HAS DISREGARDED THE TIME LINE AND THE RIGHTS OF THE TWO GUYS TO HAVE A SPEEDY AND END TOP THIS. BUT IT'S OK BY YOU THATTHE COURT DOSE THIS BUT IT'S BAD IF THE TWO GAVE A WRITEN DISPUTE AND A TIME LINE ALOUD NY LAW THAT GAVE THE BANKS TIME TO RESPOND TO IT IF THEY THOUGHT IT TO BE WRONG.

nOPE THE BANKS DID EXACTLY AS YOU WOULD THINK THEY WOULD DISREGARDED IT AS THEY DO WITH EVERY OTHER ITEM THAT IS THE SAME THA TIS SET THEM INTILL THEY ARE BROUGHT TO DEAL WITH IT


tHE FACT WAS THHEBANKS DID'NT KNOW WHAT TO DO WHEN THE SHIT HIT THE FAN THATS WHY THERE WERE SOME CASES AT FIRST THAT WERE GOING AS THE dOREAN GROUP HAD SET OUT FOR THEM TO HAPPEN BUT IT WAS'NT LONG EFORE THE BANKS WENT VRYING TO THE fEDS AND THEN THEY STEPPED IN .

i SURE IT WENT SOMETHINGH LIKE THIS tHE BANKS SAID THAT IF THE gOV'T DOS'NT SEND THE FEDS IN AND STOP THESE GUY THAT THE PROGRAM THEY ARE WORKING IS FOLLOWING THE LAW AND WILL CAUSE THE BANKING AND LENDING OF THIS COUNTRY AT THE RATE IT IS PROCEEDING WILL HAVE UNREPAIRABL DAMAGE AND POSSABLY THE COLLAPES AND AN EQUIL EFFECT TO THE COUNTRY AS THE RUNUP ON WALL STREET DID SO THEY BETTER DO SOMETHING IF THEY DON'T WANT THAT .

tHE BANKS FOR THE MOST PART DON'T GIVE TOWO SHITS ABOUT THE CUSTOMERS OR THIS COUNTRY OTHER THAN IT LEEPS FEEDING THEM INTEREST AND AS LONG AS THE gOV'T IS WILLING TO FOLLOW THAT LITTLE fED rES, aGREEMENT AND PAY FOR EVERY BAD DEAL THAT THE BANK COVERS THENWHY WOULD THEY CARE MUCH.

money money money money meoney power power power power


It the fuvcking banks who are not following the law or they are making it up as they go along to suit them better and to get as much from the people in this country as they can before they turn tail and run tothe next hill and watch as we go belly up and head to the street to work out the rest .

CCAN YOU SAY "MAD MAXX" BETTER GET TO THAT HEAVY EQUIPMENT AUCTION AND SEE IF YOU CAN PICK UP ONE OF THEM TANKER TRUCK THEN HURRY DOWN AND FILL IT UP BEFORE THE GAS THAT JUST JUMP $.70 IN COST GOES UP ANY MORE SO YOU HAV EIT FOR THAT DAY BIG DAY

dON'T FOGET THE WEAPONS AND THE NICE HIDE OUT THAT SHOULD BE ABLE TO WITHSTAND SOME ATACK AND TIME WITHOUT OUTSIDE HELP OR FOOD AND WATER,
i SAW ONE THAT WAS A REAL NICE JOB OF WORKING THAT ALL OUT AND COULS WITHSTAND ANYTHING THAT IS KNOWN TO DAY AS FAR AS WAR OR PERSONAL WEAPONS EVEN THE FALL OUT FROM NUKS FOR THE TIME OF A FEW MONTHS THAT TYHE NEEDED TIME ONE WOULD HAVE TO PROTECT THEMSELFS FROM THE FALLOUT .

iT WAS JUST OUT SIDE OF dURANGO CO. AND A NICE JOB INCLUDED A 800' WELLL THA WAS PROTECTED FROM CONTAMINATION AND FILTER THETHROUGHT OUT IT LONG DISTANCE TO GET THERE AT THIS SAFEHOUSE IS WHATTHE CALLED IT AND IT COULD BE YOUR FOR THE LOW PRICE OF 435,000. NOT BAD CONCIDERING THAT THE PLACE IT TOTALY SELF CONTAINED AND ALSO HAS WITHIN IT A SAFE ROOM WHERE ONES IN IT CAN OPPERAT EVERTHING EVEN THE CANERAS INTHE TREES THA YOU DON'RT SEE AND THERE IS THAT LITTLE SOLAR ARAYMENT THAT IS SOME WHERE BUT YOU NOR ANYONE ELSE TRYING TO DISRUPT IT COULD SEE IT 6" OF CONCRETOVER STEEL IBEAMS THEN COVERED IN ANOTHER 5' OF EARTH TO KEEP IT A NICE 55' ALL YEAR ROUNFD SO HURRY FOLK THIS WON'T LAST THE OWNER WHO PUT THE HLOW DISIGN TO GETTHER FOR THIS AND SPENT OVER TWO YEARS JUST RESURCHING THE SITE WHERE IT IS BUILT (BUT IS ONLY DISCLOSED AS NEAR dORANGO FOR SYCURITY RESONSE BUT WILL BE GIVEN ONLY AFTER A FULL CREDIT AND SEC. CHECK OF ANYONE THAT IS A SERIOUS BUYER

tHINGS OF THIS TYPE MAKE YOU THINK OF THA AND THE FACT THAT THE gOV'T IS TRAINING THE LOCAL COPS TO DEAL WITH THE MASS PUPLIC IN CASE OF MARSHAL LAW OR DISCONTENT AMOUNG THEM BREAKS OUT

SO PLEASE GIVE ME A BREAK WITH ALL YOUR BETTER THENN THOU CRAP WHEN IT COME TO HOW THE SYSTEM IS HADLEING THIS CASE AND HOW YOU THINK IT IS ALL BEING DONE ON THE UP AND UP WHEN DEALING WITH THE GUY'S THA HAVE BEEN LOCKED UP FOR TWO YEARS .

tHE ONLY THINBG THAT HAS ME SCRACHING MY HEAD IS WHY THE GOV'T JUST DOS'NT GET ON WITH IT TRIALAND DO WHAT THEIR GOING TO DO ANYWAY WITCH I'M SURE WON'T BE FOLLOWING ANYTHING FARE WHEN THE RIGHT ARE SEEN BY THE TWO GUY'S I JUST DON'T KNOW WHAT THEIR WAITING ON THEY CAN BE JUST AS CORRUPT AS THEY WERE WITH THE TAX CASE IN IRWINS MISS TRIAL AND TOTLE LCK OF RIGHTS BEING GIVEN TO HIM BEFORE THEY LOCKED HIM UP AND PUT HIM IN SHACKEL AT THE RIPE AGE OF 70'S IN A ROOM THAT BLAIR COUL;D'NT EXCAPE FROM AND OUT OF 15 OTHER HE WAS THE ONLY ONE IN THEM SEEM LIKE THERE MIGHT HAVE BEEN SOMEONE WHO WAS A BIT UPSET WITH HIM IF YOU WERE TO LOOK AT THE TRAIL HUMM.... LET ME SEE WHO COULD THAT BE THAT MIGHT HAVE THE POWER TO GET THE SHERIFF TO DO THINGS LIKE MAKING IT RUFF FOR IRWIN HUMM WHO WHO COULD IT BE ... "(CHURCH LADY SPEEKS HERE ) COULD IT BE sATIN OR THE JUDGE WHO IS EQUIL TO THAT IN MOST OF THESE CASES AND WHO WILL PUT HIM SELF ABOVE THE LAW FOR MOST AS HE IS SPECAL AND MAKES HIOS OWN


TALK ABOUT YOUR FRICEN TARDS HOW CAN YOU EXPECT TO HAVE ANYONE WITH TWO CENTS FOR A BRAIN BELEIVE THA THE COURT AND THE RST OF THE SYSTEM WORKING THIS IS NOT BEING THE UNDERHANDED CROOKS THAT WE HAVE COME TO KNOW AND ACT AS IF IT IS JUST THE WAY IT SHOULD BE SO WHY FIGHT IT.


wAKE UP PEOPLE THERE MIGHT COME A DAY THEAT YOU GET A BACK BONE AND FIND SOMETHING THAT IS'NT TOLD TO THAT YOURSHOULD BELEIVE AND YOU WANT TO FIGHHT IT SYSTEM THAT IS AND YOU FIND YOUR SELF WHERE THESE GUYS ARE AND THEN WHAT WIL YOU WANT FOR THE SYSTEM OF LAW TO TREAT YOU JUST LIKE THIS I WOULD THINK BEING YOUR SUPOORTING NOW

aT LEAST i CAN LAUGH IN THE FACT OF KNOWING THAT YOU'LL AT LEAST BE SCREWED BY THE BANKS AND SOME FEE THEY CHARGE YOU THEN GIVE YOU THE OLD RUN AROUND INTILL YOU GIVE UP AND THEY KEEP THE MONEY THEY WER'NT INTITLED TO CUZZZ IT WAS'NT YOUR DOING THAT MADE IT IT WAS THEIR MADE UP RANDEEM COMPUTER PROGRAM THA JUST MADE YOU THE LUCKY ON ETHAT DAY TO GET IT

YOU'LL SPEND HOOURS FOR THAT $35.00 TO BE CREDITED BACK TO YOUR ACCOUNT THAT NEVER SHOULD HAVE BEEN THERE IN THE FIRST PLACE AND THE FACT BE KNOWN THE FUCKING BANKS PAYING FOR THAT CUSTOMER REP TO BE ON THE PHONE ANYWAY SO MIGHT AS WELL GET THEM PAID FOR WELL THERE DO IT OR IS THA DOING YOU!



HA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

SO LAUGH IT UP NEYSAYER AND WITH THE HOPE FOR YOU TO BE DONE BY THE BANKS EVERY CHANCE THEY CAN IS MY WISH FOR YOUR MINDLESS SUPPORT OF THERE WRONG DONIG

BY THE WAY THAT ALL DOS'NT SAY THAT i THINK EVERYTHING THAT DOREAN DID IS RIGHT EITHER BUT ITS A FAR CRY FROM WHAT THE BANKS DO EVERY DAY AND TO MILLIONS OF PEOPLE NOT A FEWAND TO REEP BILLIONS OF DOLLARS NOT JUST A FEW AND TO ONLY PAY YOU


$.29 ON THAT CLASS ACTION SUIT THAT WAS A WIN AGANST THE BAKS IS WHTA YOU'LL SEE FOR THEIR BAD DEED AND THE NEXT DAT THE LAWYERS WILL HAVE REWRITEN THE TERMS TO SAT YOUR FUCK TAKE IT OR LEAVE IOT BUT FIRST LOOK AT OUR RATE ON THIS NEW NO % NO PAYMENT DEAL WE HAVE FOR YOU


sMALKL PRINT : bUT WILL CAHNGE AS SOON AS WE SEE THAT YOU HAVE GOTTEN THE PROPER AMOUNT IN PLAVE TO MAKE US THE MOST ON FEEW AND % AND FUCKING YOU REAAL GOOD SO HAVE A NICE DAY




...........L8R

oH BY THE WAY IF YOU HAVE A HARD TIME UNDERSTANDING THIS THEM STAND OBN YOUR HEAD AND PUT YOU THUMB UP YOUR ASS AND SEE IF THAT CLEAR ANYTHING UP FOR YOU BEYOND THA Ti COULD CARE LESS WHAT YOU UNDERSTAND WHY WOULD i THINK THAT YOU WOULD BE SMART ENOUGH TO GET THE BIG PICTURE AROUND THIS WHEN YOUR WERE STUPID ENOUIGH TO JUSP HEAD FIRST INTO SOMETHING THAT YOU WERE NOT EVEN GOING TO CHECK OUT FOPR MORE THN 30 SECOND FOR FEAR OF LOSSING YOUR CAHNCE AT BEING IN THE BIG DEAL ..

wHAT A BUNCH OF ASSSWIPES AND THEN TO COME ON HERE AND CRY HOW BAD OF A DEAL YOU GOT OR THAT YOU WERE TRICK BY BAD ADDVETISING TACKIC . SHIT i HAVE SEEN WORSE ADD'S FO THE CAR DOWN AT LARRYS USE CAR DEALERSHIP WHERE A DEAL JUST ANT A DEAL UNLESS OLD LARRY GET HIMSELF ENOUGH TO DATE THE HOOKER DOWN THE STREET AND STILL PAY FOR HIS CABLE CHANNELS TO BOO



HAHAHAHAHAHAH

SO CRY ME A RIVER OF YOU TROUBLE'S AND YOU WON'T EVEN SCRACH THE TIP OF THE REAL DEAL YOUR IN FOR BUT YOU KNOW WHAT YOUR CRYING AND BITCHING IS ALL YOU OWN DOING AND YOU SHOULD SHUT YOUR PIE HOLW AND FESS UP TO THE REAL STORY AND THE TRUTH THAT HAS AND IS GOING ON TODAY WITH THE REAL CROOKS OUT THERE STEELING YOUR MONEY AND ANY HOPE OF A QUIT EASY ENJOYABLE RETIRMENT . OR NOT TO THINK WHAT THE STUPID LASY PEOPLE LIKE YOU WILL LEAVE FOR THE KIDS TO DEAL WITH IN YOUR WAKE OF LEMMINGNESS tv WATCHING AND LETS NOT FOR GET THE REAAL tv CAUSE THERE IS NOT ENOUGH OF REAL LIFE OUT THER YOU HAVE TO WATCH IT ON tv TO GET MORE THE FILL THEI COUNTRY IS SO MUCH THE GROUP OF MINDLESS TWITS THAT ARE ABOUT TO BE SORRY THEY EVER THOUGHT TO BELEIVE THE GOV'T AND LET THEM GO ABOUT THERE DOING WITHOUT ANY CHECK AND WATCHING

THEY ARE RUNNINGH AROUND WITHOUT ANY FEAR OF WHATTHEY DO AND COULD CARE LEESS WHAT YOU WANT CUS YOU ARE NOTHING IN THE EYES OF THE GOV'T POWERS AND THE CORRUPT BANKING AND SUCH THEY ONLY WORRY ABOUT HOW THERE GOING TO GET HILLARY A BLOW JOB TO WHEN THE TIME COME AND HOW THE PEOPLE WILLLTHINK ABOUT THAT AID FOR HIS GIVING SUCH

IF THER NIOT FUCKING SOME AID OR COVERING UP ANOTHER PRIST THAT THOUGHT THAT NO SEX MENT ONLY GROWNUP WIMAN NOT YOUNG BOY OR ANOTHER ONE OF GOOD OLD BOY SEN. KENNEDY S MISS TURN RUNNING OVERS FROM DRINKING HIS CORRUPT WAY AND THE TROUBLE IT BROUGHT OR SHOULD WE SAY BOUGHT HIM AND HIS CAN'T DRINK IT AWAY THERE ROCKPORT OR KIDDY BUNK PORT OH SORRY THAT WAS FOR THE PRIST KIDDDY GET IT A WHO CARE S


L8R

KYHOOYA said...

i JUST LOVE TO RANT ON HERE THERE IS JUST SO MUCH TO PICK FROM THAT I'LL NEVER RUN OUT OF THING TO RANT ABOUT.
FRICKEN NEO-TARD MINDLESS FOOL WISH ING THATTHE TWO WILLGET IT SO YOU CAN BE RIGHT ABOUT SOMETHING WELL GUESS WHAT TO YOU AND ANY OTHERS THAT HAVE THE SAME THOUGHTS
IT WILL BE ONLY DONE BY THE SYSTEM DOING THING THAT ARE AGANST THE LAW AND ARE CROOKED BY THIS GIVINNG THEM THE UOPER HAND AND THE RIGHTS TO ACT IN THAT WAY . IT DOS'NT MAKE IT FACT OR THAT THE SYSYTEM WAS RIGHT IT JUST MEANS THAT ONE MORE PEG IN THE WALL THAT HOLD UP THIS COUNTRY AND THE WAY OF LIFE AS WE KNOW IT WILL BE PULLED AND THA MUCH CLOSER TO IT FALL ALL AROUND YOU ALONG WITH THE ONES WHO SEE IT AND TRIED TO STOP IT AT THE COST OF THEIR FREEDOM .

WHAT HAVE YOU DONE TODAY TO HELP THIS COUNTRY BE BETTER AND HAVE A LITTLE LESS LOSS OF FREEDOM MY GUESS IS NOTHING BUT BITCH ABOUT HOW YOUR WERE JUST TO LASY TO DO ANYTHING AND IT WAS SOMEONE ELES FAULT THAT YOUR WHERE YOU ARE TODAY RIGHT dON'T BOTHER ANSWERING IT SHOWS WITH EVERY THING YOU POST HOW YOUR ARE AND THE SPINELESS BACK YOU LET SOMEONE ELSE CARRY THE BURDON OF HOLDING UP FOR YOU.

WHAT A BUNCH OF LEMMING YOU ALLLARE FOR THE FACT THA IF THE t.v, SHOW NEXT WEEK TOLD YOU THAT YOU TO ACT OR BE YOU WHOULD BE DOING IT BEFORE THE NEXT WEEKS SHOW AIRED NO WONDER THIS COUNTRY IS THE WAY IT IS AND THE GOV'T PERSONEL THAT RUN IT CAN DO WHAT EVER THEY WANT WITHOUT WORRY AND THE REST WHO EXPECT THE POEPLE TO BE AS STUPID AS THE ACT IN REGARDS TO HOW THING ARE BEING DONE BYTHE BANKS TO RIP YOU OFF..

neodemes said...

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