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and more from ekklesian from that previous thread.... . in his own words ekklesian describes being accused of abusing his children - just like i posted remembering seeing him post somethint about in the past.... what i did not rmember was the vile names he uses for other people in his posts... .... .... ... so read this and tell me now who is making false accusations........
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from ekklesian.... in a previous thread...
After my oldest agreed to wait to marry, then Janet, the pedo-loving hag in league with her mother, the Swollen Toad Queen and her attending newts, put their venomous tongues into overdrive and embarked on a defamation campaign, which, once it bore fruit, had my kids thoroughly convinced that they had been abused all their lives, and that I was abusing their younger sister, and in full cultic fashion sent them on a mission with their 'husbands' to rescue her.
Bursting into my house their first words were to my youngest, 14 at the time, (she's 24 now) "You're coming with us." I was completely bewildered, so was she, but I immediately interposed myself, sent my youngest to her room, and ordered them out of the house. I would try to find out what was going on later. They refused to leave, and my son in law got into my face and started screaming at me about how I was treating his wife, and his sister-in-law and how he didn't want to have to call family services so I should just let them set the conditions for any future relationship with them and leave with Abigail.
They obviously had come to believe their own lies, and they must have thought that I would want to cover my sins by yielding to their assault, which wasn't the first one of that family's I came to find out later. I said, "Go ahead and call. In the meantime, I'm calling the police."
That was not what they expected. While the others were nervously waiting for the police, and talking among themselves about just leaving, my first son-in-law was on and off in my face, fully duped by his own narcisism and his swollen queen mother that he was in the right. He obviously didn't expect a violent reaction from me, which belied their accusations, but one was brewing.
Ten minutes later the police still hadn't shown. So I called again, "Listen, I called you guys a while ago telling you my son in law is over here trying to provoke me into a fight. Now if you don't get here soon, he's going to succeed. I'm jussayin'."
"Sir, please stay on the phone."
"I'm sorry, I can't. Just get here."
About three minutes later two squad cars arrived, and the officers, after assessing the situation, and warning all four of them that they were all about to be hauled to jail, asked me if I wanted to press charges.
I should have said yes, but I said no. And they were escorted out of my house and sent home. A second and more public humiliation for that knot of toads.
This was the beginning of sorrows.
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maybe the beginning of sorrows for you.... but not the end of your depravation.... you accused me of making it all up..... said you had never been accused of anything like what i said i remembered..... .carefuly chosen words on your part - allowing you to keep denying that some woman in your past had indeed accused you of abusing a child.....(14 years old)..... i admitted i might have the who and how all wrong.... but i did remember your post and the gist of what i had read... .......... and now you can go try and find some other way to defend it... or some semantical way or make up a word game to deny it..... ..maybe you could ask sub for help.... ... he is good at semantics and word games too.....
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from ekklesian.... in a previous thread...
After my oldest agreed to wait to marry, then Janet, the pedo-loving hag in league with her mother, the Swollen Toad Queen and her attending newts, put their venomous tongues into overdrive and embarked on a defamation campaign, which, once it bore fruit, had my kids thoroughly convinced that they had been abused all their lives, and that I was abusing their younger sister, and in full cultic fashion sent them on a mission with their 'husbands' to rescue her.
Bursting into my house their first words were to my youngest, 14 at the time, (she's 24 now) "You're coming with us." I was completely bewildered, so was she, but I immediately interposed myself, sent my youngest to her room, and ordered them out of the house. I would try to find out what was going on later. They refused to leave, and my son in law got into my face and started screaming at me about how I was treating his wife, and his sister-in-law and how he didn't want to have to call family services so I should just let them set the conditions for any future relationship with them and leave with Abigail.
They obviously had come to believe their own lies, and they must have thought that I would want to cover my sins by yielding to their assault, which wasn't the first one of that family's I came to find out later. I said, "Go ahead and call. In the meantime, I'm calling the police."
That was not what they expected. While the others were nervously waiting for the police, and talking among themselves about just leaving, my first son-in-law was on and off in my face, fully duped by his own narcisism and his swollen queen mother that he was in the right. He obviously didn't expect a violent reaction from me, which belied their accusations, but one was brewing.
Ten minutes later the police still hadn't shown. So I called again, "Listen, I called you guys a while ago telling you my son in law is over here trying to provoke me into a fight. Now if you don't get here soon, he's going to succeed. I'm jussayin'."
"Sir, please stay on the phone."
"I'm sorry, I can't. Just get here."
About three minutes later two squad cars arrived, and the officers, after assessing the situation, and warning all four of them that they were all about to be hauled to jail, asked me if I wanted to press charges.
I should have said yes, but I said no. And they were escorted out of my house and sent home. A second and more public humiliation for that knot of toads.
This was the beginning of sorrows.
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maybe the beginning of sorrows for you.... but not the end of your depravation.... you accused me of making it all up..... said you had never been accused of anything like what i said i remembered..... .carefuly chosen words on your part - allowing you to keep denying that some woman in your past had indeed accused you of abusing a child.....(14 years old)..... i admitted i might have the who and how all wrong.... but i did remember your post and the gist of what i had read... .......... and now you can go try and find some other way to defend it... or some semantical way or make up a word game to deny it..... ..maybe you could ask sub for help.... ... he is good at semantics and word games too.....
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.. maybe you were talking about voices you dreamed up on your own..... maybe you were talking about demons or other disembodied spirits...... is that why you posted a picture of a guy with a devil on one shouder and an angel on the other?........ ya know some people will tell you thats a kind of schizophrenia too..... . but whatever..... 
.. also this one.... someone told me it was like a theme song for some 
....i looked it up and the timing of it;s release is right... 
.. check the lyrics out 
