jibber

I believe he was referring to the colonization of nations in which they forced the inhabitants to "accept jesus christ as their lord and savior" or die a horrible death at their hands. The spanish inquisition comes to mind. Or in North America when natives were forced to convert to christianity when the children were taken from their homes, forced to speak english, convert to christianity, and often raped and abused in the process. Or perhaps the "well meaning" missionaries who go to a third world country, and require everyone to convert to christianity before giving them any type of aid. It's basically dangling food in front of a starving man and saying you wont give it to him until he submits to being "saved." The very thought of missionary work disgusts me.

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Fyrenza

but

but

aren't you a missionary?

not a religious missionary, but just a missionary

Fyrenza

i don't believe that's how things are done these days

the food and education are given

and the religion is offered

cardboard adolescent

I just finished a news article talking about how "churches competing for souls" have taken to hiring "mystery worshipers," who, like mystery shoppers, secretly investigate a church and offer criticisms and suggestions on how they could better "market their services"...

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Fyrenza

that really sux

did they mention which churches were participating?

tdoc210

Would you be christian if you were born in iran?
doubt it
you wouldnt have the same ideas from your childhood upbringing this is something im working on for a paper so
bear with me

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We went back there and they had come and hacked off every inoculated arm. There they were in a pile. A pile of little arms. And I remember... I... I... I cried. I wept like some grandmother. I wanted to tear my teeth out. I didn't know what I wanted to do. And I want to remember it. I never want to forget it. I never want to forget. And then I realized... like I was shot... like I was shot with a diamond... a diamond bullet right through my forehead. And I thought: My God... the genius of that.

jibber

um...no. i'm a photojournalist. care to elaborate on that odd question?

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What you've done becomes the judge of what you're going to do -- especially in other people's minds. When you're traveling, you are what you are right there and then. People don't have your past to hold against you. No yesterdays on the road.
William Least Heat Moon, Blue Highways

Your toughest competitor lives in your head. Some days his name is fear, or pain, or gravity. Stomp his ass.

HOOKED ON THE WHITE POWDER

Trauma

God is homosexual and a joke and he has sex with ten year old boys all the time 'cause that's how he rolls.

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