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Politics : PRESIDENT GEORGE W. BUSH -- Ignore unavailable to you. Want to Upgrade?

To: J_F_Shepard who wrote (537328)	2/8/2004 9:20:29 PM
From: PROLIFE	Read Replies (1) \| Respond to of 769670

Being in the presence of the Creator for eternity defies any human description I could offer. All I know is that is where I wanna be.

To: J_F_Shepard who wrote (537328)	2/8/2004 9:39:32 PM
From: PartyTime	Read Replies (4) \| Respond to of 769670

Re: The Russet-Bush Interview: I saw the interview. Bush feigned, squirmed, weaved, dodged and wanted very much to pretend the whole matter was one of being nice. His eyes showed clear hesitation, and his shortness of breath and use of forced pause was telling. Clearly, Bush was remembering coached lines, championing redundancy and playing fiddle only to his crucial base of electoral support. This in a backdrop of the GOPwinger plan with money to buy fencesitter voters, enough to put him over the top in demographically-targeted states. The truth of the interview was Bush was a truth-tormented man and pretended well that his dunce cap was invisible. Anyone with knowing eyes could see this; anyone with a feeling as to what's going on knew this.

To: J_F_Shepard who wrote (537328)	2/9/2004 8:07:54 PM
From: Johannes Pilch	Read Replies (1) \| Respond to of 769670

The question is not really a matter of "where," but of "how." The concept "where" is bound in nature. And nature is unreal, soon to perish - whether you can conceive such a thing or not. I suspect my afterlife will be like living within unutterable symmetry, homogeneity with profound diversity, something like a picture that is formed of pictures formed of pictures that are exact pictures of the pictures of which they are formed. I dimly descry something that is never-ending, self-referencing, glorious and filled with infinite meaning. My Source is three-fold: 1. The testimony of the Holy Scriptures (which you reject), 2. The persistent testimony of the Holy Spirit (which you do not have, since you are a dead man), 3. The testimony of the Holy Saints, both ancient and modern (of which you are not one). All of these sources testify of the same essential thing. You will undoubtedly fail to understand what I am about to share, having never shared it with another human (let alone with God. People without souls are utterly cut off from even the most rudimentary of unions). I share it for those who may possibly be near to receiving Living Souls. My wife and I had an argument six months ago. We both had a schedule conflict on a certain day. When that day arrived she needed me to do something at the exact time I needed to be away. It was most critical that I attend to the business to which I had to attend, and it was most critical to my wife to attend to her business. I just could not get into her what it all meant to me, and she could not get into me what it meant to her. The frustration was so terrible for us we simply put our foreheads together and cried, praying to God for a connection. At once my wife apologized as I was apologizing. And her apology made me want to take the blame for the problem and sacrifice myself for her. Nothing else mattered to me. And my apology in turn caused her to want to take the blame and sacrifice everything for me; and her wish to throw away her plans caused me to commit to her plans and not my own; and my commitment caused her to commit to my plans; and her commitment caused a determined recommitment in me and mine in her and her in me and me in her in me in her in me. Ultimately we both sacrificed for one another, fashioning a plan to accomplish my goal of having her initial goal accomplished, a plan that would also accomplish her goal of having my initial goal accomplished. It was a most beautiful time and exceedingly filled with meaning. I sense this sort of union is more like ultimate reality – my afterlife. The reader ought to try envisioning my knowing, truly knowing you as if you were me, that I could feel your nature, your psyche as my own, that I was you and yet also myself in some un-partitioned, non-mutually exclusive way. And envision you were able to be likewise toward me, and that we were able to be likewise toward others. There would be no doubting, or ignorance or longing for unity or hatred and discomfort. I sense this sort of Normalization (i.e. Love) is what God literally Is in substance and character. The Trinity is not a problem for me at all, because I can sense It in me. I can even get glimmers of such union with my wife, as if I am reflecting the nature of the Godhead with her. I also sense this Triune Godhead spreading His substance everywhere, connecting in all and through all existence, even employing His Christ to spread It within our meaningless experience of flesh and death, for all time, with no reference points at all-- a meaning so consistent and pervasive that It Itself is All Reality. Laugh if you must. But God is my witness. I sense this just as surely as I sense gravity. It is something of what I am expecting to occur in the afterlife. The Scriptures testify to it. I sense it. So I trust it.