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Originally Posted by Nell
I was really shocked to see this book years ago when I first bought it. I think I probably looked around to see if Ray Graver was watching me.  I really used to do stuff like that.
What a sick puppy I was.
Nell |
For I think 9 months, I would wake up in the middle of the night, in a cold sweat. I would have dreams about all the "Brothers" (capital B) lined up, yelling at me, shaking fingers at me, telling me how I was in so much trouble for leaving, blah blah blah.
Yeah, sick puppy. It was hard to get away from it.
You know, the first conference I went to, it was in 1970 (pretty sure), and it was downtown LA, at the Embassy Hotel and next door a conference was going on, and quite a few of the people attending were black, wearing African styles of clothing. I asked someone what it was, who they were. The answer was 'Oh, some group called the People's Temple'. Jim Jones. I have thought about that sometimes, the parallels.
So, hard as it was, at least we didn't end up in Guyana. There but by the Grace ----
toxic.
FPO