TeeGO
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ORIGINAL: IronBear Thankyou lass... If they are pleasant and I have time, I'll sit and talk to them most times and often we agree to disagree. If the continually get in my face physically and get abusive ....... Grizzlies are known for a short temper and a good right hook... (sitting them on their ass from a reasonable height gently usually works wonders)... One of these days I may even get all evangelical and try to make them Born Again Pagans. Probably wouldn't work but I'd have fun dunking them into a barrel or water and set up a stake with wood piled about it to apease my SoH.... Neets pisses her self laughing at the thought of me in full robes and regalia flapping behind me, and swinging a smoking thurable, chasing some poor fundie down the street trying to "save" him...... OK, I have a confession to make. I was a fundy for many years. I was a charismatic, tongue talking, hell fire and brimstone preaching, glory shouting, holy rolling, bible thumping fundamentalist. Fought many a battle online, condemned many a pagan to eternity in hell. If you participated in any of the heated debates, you had run into my type. I was one of those adamant/obnoxious ones that had an answer (no matter how convoluted) to every question. I had prepared myself to preach the gospel. Had quite a small but loyal following that pressed and pressed me to really launch into my ministry. I just couldn’t do it. My sincerity would not allow it. The reason? Well, the thing was I had this problem I couldn’t handle. This perversion, this strange lust, this darkness in my soul. I tried to resist this, I prayed and prayed to have this taken away from me. I even fasted 7 days at one time consuming only water in an effort to be rid of this perversion. I just couldn’t shake it. I was sincere, deluded yes, but sincere and that always prevented me from stepping out. I didn’t want to be one of those hypocrites. I was also an open minded individual. This allowed me to question my faith, see the wrongness there, and finally shed it. It took over ten years to truly and finally get it out of my system.. It was only after this cleansing that the BDSM lifestyle was opened up and offered to me. It was who I was, I always new that. Oh how I hated S&M (as I knew it in those days) for it was the darkness clinging to me in my soul. However, it was the truth. Funny how the "perversion" conquered the fundamentalism. I get such a kick out of that now. What would be the ultimate irony would be if I ended up collared to a pagan Mistress.
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