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Hi! Baptized JW here. I'm PIMI, but I feel so emotionally out and uninvested. Like, my parents and I are in different language congregations. I moved out of their foreign language congregation but I still visit. I absolutely enjoy my congregation but I am getting emotionally isolated and burned out for some reason. Glad to know I'm not alone in feeling isolated.
Same as in the last ask: I am terribly sorry that I didn’t see this. Please excuse my delay of answering.
Thank you very much for reaching out. No, you are not alone. Absolutely not. No matter if you believe in the Bible, in (some of) the WT teachings, or not. Know that you are not alone with your struggles.
Let me be straightforward: Since you’re PIMI, please know that I will not - in no way - try to convince or persuade you of anything. I am aware that it must have been hard for you to even get in contact with an “Apostate” like I am one. And that you even might feel scared and afraid. So, again: I will not try to drag you to the “dark side” ;) - even though we have cookies ;PJoking aside: All I can do and all I want to do, is to encourage you to look at counter-arguments. If something is true and “the truth” then it will withstand scrutiny. It is as simple as that. So, there is no need to be afraid to look at counter-arguments. And - even more importantly - to ask questions.
I know that many of us POMOs are often very direct and in some cases even come across as “aggressive”.My dad once made a pretty good analogy: If you take a metal spring and squeeze it together really hard and then suddenly release it, what will happen?All the tension and pressure that you put on it will immediately “explode”. And that is what happened to many of us.All the tension and pressure - not only put on us by the WT doctrines - but especially through the way we tried to “squeeze” ourselves into the whole structure of the organization to fit it, all the fears and the feelings of inadequacy… all that is suddenly gone. And some of us became angry (I certainly did) when we saw what exactly the Watchtower did and does. So… please be a bit patient with us ;) And don’t be afraid.
It totally feel you about enjoying the congregation. I miss some of the “brothers” and “sisters”. There was this one “brother” who was sort of my “uncle”. He was a really pleasant person. There are others that I don’t miss that much. Because I never “connected”.So… the unity that was there… that’s really something great. But it is not as unique and special as I was told. You can find groups of people with the same interests everywhere. Clubs, societies, interest groups. I have friends all over the world. And they are friends with me. And _not_ friends with my religious opinions. And I personally feel that this is much more valuable.I have friends - real friends, people who care for me as a person - who are polar opposites to my personal opinions. 
For example: I am liberal, leftist agnostic atheist. One of my best friends is an ultra-conservative gnostic Christian. Of course we “fight” over these issues. But we totally care for each other. And we help each other as good as ever possible.
When I moved to a new apartment, I had 18 people helping me. 18! None of them got paid. One of them I never saw before in my life, he was a friend of a friends and just helped carrying heavy furniture because “that’s what we do as human beings - we help each other”… and none of them was in any way interested in my religion.
Some years ago, when I was going through a really dark phase in my life, I had people checking up on me, helping me. Because they like me. They were not interested in my faith. On the other side, while I was still “in” and my mom passed, all I got was a visit by a CO and two elders, who read some Bible passages… Don’t get me wrong: I do not say and I will not say that the “brothers” and “sisters” in your congregation are not serious and are just faking it. Not at all. I am totally convinced that they really mean it. Because they are also human beings. I am sure that those, who are in closer contact with you, that they really like you.The question though is: Will they act upon their affection towards you, will they still like you, help you, support you, you in case you change your opinion on matters concerning your belief? Have you ever asked yourself whether these “brothers” and “sisters” will stop liking you if you do “this” or “that”?
In case they do change and in case you asked yourself this question… Don’t you think it is legit to ask whether this is the “real love” that Jehovah’s Witnesses say they have amidst their “bothers” and “sisters”. Your worth and value to be loved and supported… is it based on what you believe or not believe? Or based on how you treat other people?I know that as long do my best to be a good person, not harm anyone, and act at least a bit decently ;) I will have real friends that go with me through thick and thin. Something that the Watchtower denies is possible outside. Because “real love” is only possible within the Organization. I know otherwise. And I know it from experience. I HAVE that…
Take care, Anon! And please, please, please never let anyone keep you from making your own picture of things. 
I’ll say it again: The truth - the real truth - will withstand scrutiny. So there is nothing to be afraid of. No matter if you believe the Bible is God’s word or not.Fact is: The Watchtower does not teach what’s in the Bible. The Watchtower teaches their interpretation of what they say is in the Bible. And that is a HUGE difference.Whether you believe their teachings are true or not true… whether you even believe that the Bible is true or not true… that is upon you to decide. And it’s your own responsibility for your own life.And it was upon me to decide for my own life. And so I did research. Now I do have arguments that are solid and based on evidence. What more can I wish for?
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People who are bad at golf are called “Hackers”
If ever the FAHC needed information from someone, they would send Gavin or Ryan depending on the method required, with Trevor able to do both jobs if either of them were indisposed. But there was another way to get information than by deceiving or torturing people. A way that only worked behind the scenes, one that was absolutely crucial for a gang of criminals as powerful as the FAHC, one that often gets overlooked. 
Surprisingly few gangs in Los Santos had a resident hacker, someone loyal to the gang that could cover their tracks. Most thought that hiring freelance hackers every once in a while was sufficient, cover their tracks here, break into a security system there. Those gangs didn’t tend to last very long. Without someone to constantly cover their tracks, the police were able to catch up to most gangs on their own. The others were sold out by the same hackers they had once hired to other gangs or even the police. It was a good way to earn money as a hacker, gather up all the evidence you need from the gang you currently work for, then once your contract is up, sell that information to the highest bidder, get paid twice for one job. 
Matt’s stint as a freelancer didn’t last long. He was picked up by a crew, small but good, and with his expertise they just got more and more effective. It was perhaps an inevitability that they would get picked up by the Fakes, after all, a highly organized leader, a top notch brawler and infiltration expert, and of course an established hacker that’s managed to keep his crew out of trouble were bound to be desirable, and it just so happened that the FAHC was looking to expand. 
Matt’s job with the Fakes was simple. Use his knowledge of computers and networks to digitally cover their tracks, find information on people and places, and sabotage enemies if necessary. The trick to the first task is subtlety, if the LSPD noticed his interference, they would switch to a closed network system, or worse, pen and paper records. All that’s really needed is a missing DNA file here, a wrong address there, and the rumours of LSPD incompetence could take care of the rest. Because the LSPD weren’t incompetent. But they were under constant siege, from gangs and hackers and assassins alike, and an ever rotating cast and virtual blackout from the rest of the country made it nigh impossible to tell who made what mistakes and where. 
Matt’s second job, information gathering, was one shared withe Gavin. But where Gavin was good at finding people, following paper trails and birth certificates to discover weaknesses and strengths he can exploit in person, Matt was simply good at everything. He could find blueprints, learn security protocols, find people who had been “missing” for years, those hiding away where they thought no one could find them. He wasn’t afraid to get out of the computer lab every once in a while, something that Gavin’s polarizing personality was not capable of in hacker mode, but worked very well for Matt. He had contacts, or could make some, and wasn’t afraid of following leads in person where his computer was not able to go. 
The third and last job, now that was his favourite, if the least common. Sabotage. This was something that allowed Matt to get creative, to use every resource available to him to build something or tear something down, all with profit in mind. It could be something as simple as doctoring a shipping address or sending an anonymous tip. But there were other opportunities where Matt could really shine. Like figuring out the logistics of emptying a warehouse full of guns with nothing but two crew members and a forklift in the middle of the day. Or learning enough about a person to set up a virtual haunted house just outside his front door based on that person’s true fears, just to rattle them in preparation for a negotiation later that day. Then there was that way Matt always seemed to know just how to anger someone, and with the ability to ghost someone’s phone, this was always disastrous if employed. 
It wasn’t until the power went out that the crew realized just how much they relied on Matt and his systems. Matt was gone, very briefly, to the corner store when the lights went out. It was a good thing, actually that he was gone, being as he was not known for calm reactions to things going wrong with his computers. There was a backup generator, of course there was, but the one for the building was reserved for necessary functions only, and in his absence Matt’s secret penthouse generator couldn’t be operated. 
For one thing, none of the doors or windows would open, as they were locked biometrically, resulting in the rest of the support crew being locked in their own apartments with no power, and the core six all locked together in the penthouse. They couldn’t even open the penthouse door from inside, thanks to a lockdown feature that Matt had added.
Everyone’s phones started to ring incessantly, telemarketers and solicitors now able to get through various screens and jams. Even the doorbell rang more often, everything from girl scouts to Jehovah’s witnesses now able to get through the front door and even all the way up the front door. Of course, without the ability to open the door, no one could have responded to the various solicitors even if they had wanted to. 
When Matt did finally return, everyone was relieved. Matt talked Gavin through the process of turning on his secret generator in the penthouse, unwittingly revealing it to everyone. Not that it really mattered of course. It’s hard to get mad at the person who controls your AC. 
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artofgeocities · 6 years
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Hobbies:Learning the most I can about Jehovah,Being A Jehovah Withness, Readingthe bible,Reading, Modeling, Surfing the net, Talking to Ruth, playing the sims game
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Your Royal Cunt'ness
There Called high Elf's Becuz Of there ego, not there Skill -
Also High Elves are to the Fae Race As Jehovah Withness's are to Humanity, fucking Omni Hated -
AAANNNNNDDD ... !!! thay got a Ego that Go's Beyond, All - thay got a Ego - ...
here i'll Give you an Example, the High elfve's
Like tot think that thay Give God aka ... Ptah, the right to make them, and in Correct, THAY Are the most high and God come's 2nd ... i Shot you know that
not even a fraction of there ego-ism
thay Belive all soul's are just prilviage to croass them and there absolute Highness, that it is a Mere Bless to even Look Upon them even from A Far, and glace as there omni
Brilliance - NOT MY WORD'S
that thay are too Magnificent, For any Thing is God's Creation, in ( there word's not mine ) that there just too Holy Even For God Him very Self -
We Dark Elf's, Don't think we are the most high ... We Know we exist, and that life's a bitch ...
We Believe we are Even, Just Go With the Ebb's and flow's of Life -
i Told you high Elf's will Piss you off thay Play on this fake ass "I'm Innocent" Bullshit Give off a Childish Giggle, and then thay Eat your Kid's
thy Love CHildren Human CHildren, and in CHina thay Like Eatting Puppy's, No Really, thay don't kill the pig thay Kill Dog's and lot's of them -
We Dark fae ended up as vegan becuz are DNA can't Support Rotting dead flesh, even the very Smell will make us ill, Let alone Devour a corpse
Yah ! ...
if a High Elf Ask's you and or tell's you Embrace them thay mean thay want to swallow you Alive and have you Worship them as thay Digest you Alive ...
Most Wile a Male is Pleasure'ing Her ...
High Elf's Also Like to Enslave other's, Torment, people .. Just for Fun, Tell Deity's to kiss there high and Holy Ass's ... No i'm Not kidding ...
Destroy Holy Relic's Becuz thay believe thay are ... Oh ! So High and have Evey Right to Do ... Just What ever the fuck thay want, where ever thay want and How ever thay and want to -
and Holy Object and relic's and worship of Deity's is forbbend becuz the Omni of the Universe Should, be and ONLY Worshipping them and only Them ...
it get's Worst, and that god ..... Should worship them too ... and So thay Always Destroy ... holy Work and the worship of Other deity's becuz there not
Worshipping them and give up there live's to them and ... Give up there live and Children to Be Eaten's Many time's right in front of them
and thay Believe you Should worship them as thay devour your family, torment, the town and Who ever's left, to raise a grand Stature in Honor of them ...
with Ray's of of Light Shining Past it as the ray's on you as you look at it so the, back to the sun ...
NO !!! BULLSHIT !!!
... and yah !!! and it Get's ALOT WORSE !!! ...
And now you know why We and evey one else DOSE NOT LIKE THEM !!!
Thay Also Like to steal, thay Think, and Believe, thay Have every Right to take anything from you, there thief is your Blessing -
( This is What A High Elf, Look's Like And Zelda, but Zelda is A Fucking Cartoon From Nintendo, In Other Word's Not A Good Example ) - Image Not Perfect ... Umm ... The Ear's And thay Have An Antenna ... ... 30 to 50 % of the Time - there more Light, And Green Eye's, And A Whore Slue of Shit n You Get The Point -
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saintvamp · 7 years
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Look, i love Prince, but every time i remember he was a Jehovah Withness i just want to die because he was part of a homophobic, anti-women cult who made me hate myself for years.
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libidomechanica · 6 years
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porn-addict-01 · 7 years
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I don't know what Jehovah did but he has a lot of withnesses
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bashorun1-blog · 7 years
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