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I did not ask for my moniker to be changed to, Lord of the flies. Maybe I fueled that fire with one of my post but it is very derogatory. My story says I am, The Wickerman. The Bible Codes says, I am, The Wickerman. The Wickerman purifies with fire. Change my moniker to that if you do not mind.
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I think only the Creator can grant titles. I personally think it rocks'
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Maybe I'm overreacting. Maybe it was just for fun. However, isn't the Lord of the flies, well evil?Original_Intent wrote: ↑August 6th, 2020, 8:16 pm I think only the Creator can grant titles. I personally think it rocks'
The book portrays their descent into savagery; left to themselves on a paradisiacal island, far from modern civilization, the well-educated boys regress to a primitive state
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Maybe there is something underlying all this as it seems related somehow. Just more strangeness.
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Come on , bro.... You're Lord of the Flies now.Michael Sherwin wrote: ↑August 6th, 2020, 8:07 pm I did not ask for my moniker to be changed to, Lord of the flies. Maybe I fueled that fire with one of my post but it is very derogatory. My story says I am, The Wickerman. The Bible Codes says, I am, The Wickerman. The Wickerman purifies with fire. Change my moniker to that if you do not mind.
Just go with it.
Think of it in a gospel setting... you bringing order to our murderous ways
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I will take on the role and mantle of ‘Lord of the Flies’ in Michael Sherwin’s stead or receive whatever title The Creator wishes to bestow upon me so that Michael may be free of his moniker
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I think an individual’s moniker should be discussed, voted on and chosen by other people on the board.
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Que sera seranightlight wrote: ↑August 6th, 2020, 8:31 pmCome on , bro.... You're Lord of the Flies now.Michael Sherwin wrote: ↑August 6th, 2020, 8:07 pm I did not ask for my moniker to be changed to, Lord of the flies. Maybe I fueled that fire with one of my post but it is very derogatory. My story says I am, The Wickerman. The Bible Codes says, I am, The Wickerman. The Wickerman purifies with fire. Change my moniker to that if you do not mind.
Just go with it.
Think of it in a gospel setting... you bringing order to our murderous ways
Whatever will be will be
The future's not ours to see
Que sera sera
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I guess it does not really matter in the grand scheme of things, so whatever the creator wants to do!
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Hooty the owl, says
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Based on your comments, I thought you were okay with being "Lord of the flies".
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Come on Michael. They ridiculed the Lord when they labeled Him King of the Jews.
If you can really command flies and are the person who you specifically claim you've not ever claimed to be, then you are the Lord of the Flies and of all the beasts over which Adam was given dominion.
If you can really command flies and are the person who you specifically claim you've not ever claimed to be, then you are the Lord of the Flies and of all the beasts over which Adam was given dominion.
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To tell you the truth in my story, the parts I have not shared many, there are numerous connections to myself and the Antichrist. So I get upset whenever there is anything that connects me to anything evil. I admit that I overreacted. Things like my first social security check was for $666.00. Or the fact that my birthdate is encoded in the the first two Omen Movies.The Creator wrote: ↑August 6th, 2020, 10:24 pm Based on your comments, I thought you were okay with being "Lord of the flies".
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Damian's aunt owning 27% of Thorn Industries
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So here is the bottom line as far as my story goes. When I'm caught up and the dragon gets cast down guess who's body he inhabits? From the Wicker Man lyrics.
That also makes me the restrainer.The ferryman wants his money you ain't going to give it back
He can push his own boat as you set up off the track
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The problem is it is just all still only a story. I have no proof. Yes I was angered and I asked God to send a demonstration. And very shortly after was the 5.7 magnitude Quake in Utah. Then I got angry again when someone mocked me about the first quake so I told the Lord that maybe they needed another demonstration and almost immediately there was the 6.5(?) quake in Idaho. After that I made up my mind not to get angry anymore. The problem is it is not proof even for me because coincidences do happen and they tend to happen in clumps that make them appear related. The fly thing sure is weird but it is not proof. Any one two or more things could just be coincidence.Alaris wrote: ↑August 6th, 2020, 10:37 pm Come on Michael. They ridiculed the Lord when they labeled Him King of the Jews.
If you can really command flies and are the person who you specifically claim you've not ever claimed to be, then you are the Lord of the Flies and of all the beasts over which Adam was given dominion.
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Michael Sherwin wrote: ↑August 6th, 2020, 8:24 pmMaybe I'm overreacting. Maybe it was just for fun. However, isn't the Lord of the flies, well evil?Original_Intent wrote: ↑August 6th, 2020, 8:16 pm I think only the Creator can grant titles. I personally think it rocks'The book portrays their descent into savagery; left to themselves on a paradisiacal island, far from modern civilization, the well-educated boys regress to a primitive state
"Lord of the Flies" is a book about evil. But the real story is not horrific.
This story never happened. An English schoolmaster, William Golding, made up this story in 1951 – his novel Lord of the Flies would sell tens of millions of copies, be translated into more than 30 languages and hailed as one of the classics of the 20th century.
. . . my quest for a real-life Lord of the Flies. After trawling the web for a while, I came across an obscure blog that told an arresting story: “One day, in 1977, six boys set out from Tonga on a fishing trip ... Caught in a huge storm, the boys were shipwrecked on a deserted island. What do they do, this little tribe? They made a pact never to quarrel.”
The reference to 1977 turned out to have been a typo. In the 6 October 1966 edition of Australian newspaper The Age, a headline jumped out at me: “Sunday showing for Tongan castaways”. The story concerned six boys who had been found three weeks earlier on a rocky islet south of Tonga, an island group in the Pacific Ocean. The boys had been rescued by an Australian sea captain after being marooned on the island of ‘Ata for more than a year. According to the article, the captain had even got a television station to film a re-enactment of the boys’ adventure.
Most importantly, though, I had a lead: the captain’s name was Peter Warner.
On the way home he took a little detour and that’s when he saw it: a minuscule island in the azure sea, ‘Ata. The island had been inhabited once, until one dark day in 1863, when a slave ship appeared on the horizon and sailed off with the natives. Since then, ‘Ata had been deserted – cursed and forgotten.
But Peter noticed something odd. Peering through his binoculars, he saw burned patches on the green cliffs. “In the tropics it’s unusual for fires to start spontaneously,” he told us, a half century later. Then he saw a boy. Naked. Hair down to his shoulders. This wild creature leaped from the cliffside and plunged into the water. Suddenly more boys followed, screaming at the top of their lungs. It didn’t take long for the first boy to reach the boat. “My name is Stephen,” he cried in perfect English. “There are six of us and we reckon we’ve been here 15 months.”
The real Lord of the Flies, Mano told us, began in June 1965. The protagonists were six boys – Sione, Stephen, Kolo, David, Luke and Mano – all pupils at a strict Catholic boarding school in Nuku‘alofa. The oldest was 16, the youngest 13, and they had one main thing in common: they were bored witless. So they came up with a plan to escape: to Fiji, some 500 miles away, or even all the way to New Zealand
There was only one obstacle. None of them owned a boat, so they decided to “borrow” one from Mr Taniela Uhila, a fisherman they all disliked. The boys took little time to prepare for the voyage. Two sacks of bananas, a few coconuts and a small gas burner were all the supplies they packed. It didn’t occur to any of them to bring a map, let alone a compass.
No one noticed the small craft leaving the harbour that evening. Skies were fair; only a mild breeze ruffled the calm sea. But that night the boys made a grave error. They fell asleep. A few hours later they awoke to water crashing down over their heads. It was dark. They hoisted the sail, which the wind promptly tore to shreds. Next to break was the rudder. “We drifted for eight days,” Mano told me. “Without food. Without water.” The boys tried catching fish. They managed to collect some rainwater in hollowed-out coconut shells and shared it equally between them, each taking a sip in the morning and another in the evening.
Then, on the eighth day, they spied a miracle on the horizon. A small island, to be precise. Not a tropical paradise with waving palm trees and sandy beaches, but a hulking mass of rock, jutting up more than a thousand feet out of the ocean. These days, ‘Ata is considered uninhabitable. But “by the time we arrived,” Captain Warner wrote in his memoirs, “the boys had set up a small commune with food garden, hollowed-out tree trunks to store rainwater, a gymnasium with curious weights, a badminton court, chicken pens and a permanent fire, all from handiwork, an old knife blade and much determination.” While the boys in Lord of the Flies come to blows over the fire, those in this real-life version tended their flame so it never went out, for more than a year.
The kids agreed to work in teams of two, drawing up a strict roster for garden, kitchen and guard duty. Sometimes they quarrelled, but whenever that happened they solved it by imposing a time-out. Their days began and ended with song and prayer. Kolo fashioned a makeshift guitar from a piece of driftwood, half a coconut shell and six steel wires salvaged from their wrecked boat – an instrument Peter has kept all these years – and played it to help lift their spirits. And their spirits needed lifting. All summer long it hardly rained, driving the boys frantic with thirst. They tried constructing a raft in order to leave the island, but it fell apart in the crashing surf.
Worst of all, Stephen slipped one day, fell off a cliff and broke his leg. The other boys picked their way down after him and then helped him back up to the top. They set his leg using sticks and leaves. “Don’t worry,” Sione joked. “We’ll do your work, while you lie there like King Taufa‘ahau Tupou himself!”
They survived initially on fish, coconuts, tame birds (they drank the blood as well as eating the meat); seabird eggs were sucked dry. Later, when they got to the top of the island, they found an ancient volcanic crater, where people had lived a century before. There the boys discovered wild taro, bananas and chickens (which had been reproducing for the 100 years since the last Tongans had left).
There's more at the link: The real Lord of the Flies: what happened when six boys were shipwrecked for 15 monthsThey were finally rescued on Sunday 11 September 1966. The local physician later expressed astonishment at their muscled physiques and Stephen’s perfectly healed leg. But this wasn’t the end of the boys’ little adventure, because, when they arrived back in Nuku‘alofa police boarded Peter’s boat, arrested the boys and threw them in jail. Mr Taniela Uhila, whose sailing boat the boys had “borrowed” 15 months earlier, was still furious, and he’d decided to press charges.
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I hope the boys got time served on the island only. Thanks for posting!Silver Pie wrote: ↑August 8th, 2020, 9:39 pmMichael Sherwin wrote: ↑August 6th, 2020, 8:24 pmMaybe I'm overreacting. Maybe it was just for fun. However, isn't the Lord of the flies, well evil?Original_Intent wrote: ↑August 6th, 2020, 8:16 pm I think only the Creator can grant titles. I personally think it rocks'The book portrays their descent into savagery; left to themselves on a paradisiacal island, far from modern civilization, the well-educated boys regress to a primitive state
"Lord of the Flies" is a book about evil. But the real story is not horrific.
This story never happened. An English schoolmaster, William Golding, made up this story in 1951 – his novel Lord of the Flies would sell tens of millions of copies, be translated into more than 30 languages and hailed as one of the classics of the 20th century.. . . my quest for a real-life Lord of the Flies. After trawling the web for a while, I came across an obscure blog that told an arresting story: “One day, in 1977, six boys set out from Tonga on a fishing trip ... Caught in a huge storm, the boys were shipwrecked on a deserted island. What do they do, this little tribe? They made a pact never to quarrel.”The reference to 1977 turned out to have been a typo. In the 6 October 1966 edition of Australian newspaper The Age, a headline jumped out at me: “Sunday showing for Tongan castaways”. The story concerned six boys who had been found three weeks earlier on a rocky islet south of Tonga, an island group in the Pacific Ocean. The boys had been rescued by an Australian sea captain after being marooned on the island of ‘Ata for more than a year. According to the article, the captain had even got a television station to film a re-enactment of the boys’ adventure.Most importantly, though, I had a lead: the captain’s name was Peter Warner.On the way home he took a little detour and that’s when he saw it: a minuscule island in the azure sea, ‘Ata. The island had been inhabited once, until one dark day in 1863, when a slave ship appeared on the horizon and sailed off with the natives. Since then, ‘Ata had been deserted – cursed and forgotten.But Peter noticed something odd. Peering through his binoculars, he saw burned patches on the green cliffs. “In the tropics it’s unusual for fires to start spontaneously,” he told us, a half century later. Then he saw a boy. Naked. Hair down to his shoulders. This wild creature leaped from the cliffside and plunged into the water. Suddenly more boys followed, screaming at the top of their lungs. It didn’t take long for the first boy to reach the boat. “My name is Stephen,” he cried in perfect English. “There are six of us and we reckon we’ve been here 15 months.”The real Lord of the Flies, Mano told us, began in June 1965. The protagonists were six boys – Sione, Stephen, Kolo, David, Luke and Mano – all pupils at a strict Catholic boarding school in Nuku‘alofa. The oldest was 16, the youngest 13, and they had one main thing in common: they were bored witless. So they came up with a plan to escape: to Fiji, some 500 miles away, or even all the way to New ZealandThere was only one obstacle. None of them owned a boat, so they decided to “borrow” one from Mr Taniela Uhila, a fisherman they all disliked. The boys took little time to prepare for the voyage. Two sacks of bananas, a few coconuts and a small gas burner were all the supplies they packed. It didn’t occur to any of them to bring a map, let alone a compass.No one noticed the small craft leaving the harbour that evening. Skies were fair; only a mild breeze ruffled the calm sea. But that night the boys made a grave error. They fell asleep. A few hours later they awoke to water crashing down over their heads. It was dark. They hoisted the sail, which the wind promptly tore to shreds. Next to break was the rudder. “We drifted for eight days,” Mano told me. “Without food. Without water.” The boys tried catching fish. They managed to collect some rainwater in hollowed-out coconut shells and shared it equally between them, each taking a sip in the morning and another in the evening.Then, on the eighth day, they spied a miracle on the horizon. A small island, to be precise. Not a tropical paradise with waving palm trees and sandy beaches, but a hulking mass of rock, jutting up more than a thousand feet out of the ocean. These days, ‘Ata is considered uninhabitable. But “by the time we arrived,” Captain Warner wrote in his memoirs, “the boys had set up a small commune with food garden, hollowed-out tree trunks to store rainwater, a gymnasium with curious weights, a badminton court, chicken pens and a permanent fire, all from handiwork, an old knife blade and much determination.” While the boys in Lord of the Flies come to blows over the fire, those in this real-life version tended their flame so it never went out, for more than a year.The kids agreed to work in teams of two, drawing up a strict roster for garden, kitchen and guard duty. Sometimes they quarrelled, but whenever that happened they solved it by imposing a time-out. Their days began and ended with song and prayer. Kolo fashioned a makeshift guitar from a piece of driftwood, half a coconut shell and six steel wires salvaged from their wrecked boat – an instrument Peter has kept all these years – and played it to help lift their spirits. And their spirits needed lifting. All summer long it hardly rained, driving the boys frantic with thirst. They tried constructing a raft in order to leave the island, but it fell apart in the crashing surf.Worst of all, Stephen slipped one day, fell off a cliff and broke his leg. The other boys picked their way down after him and then helped him back up to the top. They set his leg using sticks and leaves. “Don’t worry,” Sione joked. “We’ll do your work, while you lie there like King Taufa‘ahau Tupou himself!”They survived initially on fish, coconuts, tame birds (they drank the blood as well as eating the meat); seabird eggs were sucked dry. Later, when they got to the top of the island, they found an ancient volcanic crater, where people had lived a century before. There the boys discovered wild taro, bananas and chickens (which had been reproducing for the 100 years since the last Tongans had left).There's more at the link: The real Lord of the Flies: what happened when six boys were shipwrecked for 15 monthsThey were finally rescued on Sunday 11 September 1966. The local physician later expressed astonishment at their muscled physiques and Stephen’s perfectly healed leg. But this wasn’t the end of the boys’ little adventure, because, when they arrived back in Nuku‘alofa police boarded Peter’s boat, arrested the boys and threw them in jail. Mr Taniela Uhila, whose sailing boat the boys had “borrowed” 15 months earlier, was still furious, and he’d decided to press charges.
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It worked out for them.Michael Sherwin wrote: ↑August 8th, 2020, 10:09 pm I hope the boys got time served on the island only. Thanks for posting!
Fortunately for the boys, Peter came up with a plan. It occurred to him that the story of their shipwreck was perfect Hollywood material. And being his father’s corporate accountant, Peter managed the company’s film rights and knew people in TV. So from Tonga, he called up the manager of Channel 7 in Sydney. “You can have the Australian rights,” he told them. “Give me the world rights.” Next, Peter paid Mr Uhila £150 for his old boat, and got the boys released on condition that they would cooperate with the movie. A few days later, a team from Channel 7 arrived.
The mood when the boys returned to their families in Tonga was jubilant. Almost the entire island of Haʻafeva – population 900 – had turned out to welcome them home. Peter was proclaimed a national hero. Soon he received a message from King Taufa‘ahau Tupou IV himself, inviting the captain for an audience. “Thank you for rescuing six of my subjects,” His Royal Highness said. “Now, is there anything I can do for you?” The captain didn’t have to think long. “Yes! I would like to trap lobster in these waters and start a business here.” The king consented. Peter returned to Sydney, resigned from his father’s company and commissioned a new ship. Then he had the six boys brought over and granted them the thing that had started it all: an opportunity to see the world beyond Tonga. He hired them as the crew of his new fishing boat.
While the boys of ‘Ata have been consigned to obscurity, Golding’s book is still widely read. Media historians even credit him as being the unwitting originator of one of the most popular entertainment genres on television today: reality TV. “I read and reread Lord of the Flies ,” divulged the creator of hit series Survivor in an interview.
It’s time we told a different kind of story. The real Lord of the Flies is a tale of friendship and loyalty; one that illustrates how much stronger we are if we can lean on each other. After my wife took Peter’s picture, he turned to a cabinet and rummaged around for a bit, then drew out a heavy stack of papers that he laid in my hands. His memoirs, he explained, written for his children and grandchildren. I looked down at the first page. “Life has taught me a great deal,” it began, “including the lesson that you should always look for what is good and positive in people.”
• This is an adapted excerpt from Rutger Bregman’s Humankind, translated by Elizabeth Manton and Erica Moore. A live streamed Q&A with Bregman and Owen Jones takes place at 7pm on 19 May 2020.
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Terrible idea! People would receive nicknames biased by how people felt about them. Considering my story and the nickname that was chosen for me, Lord of the flies, would one really think that those two things were not related?
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Michael Sherwin wrote: ↑August 6th, 2020, 11:09 pmThe problem is it is just all still only a story. I have no proof. Yes I was angered and I asked God to send a demonstration. And very shortly after was the 5.7 magnitude Quake in Utah. Then I got angry again when someone mocked me about the first quake so I told the Lord that maybe they needed another demonstration and almost immediately there was the 6.5(?) quake in Idaho. After that I made up my mind not to get angry anymore. The problem is it is not proof even for me because coincidences do happen and they tend to happen in clumps that make them appear related. The fly thing sure is weird but it is not proof. Any one two or more things could just be coincidence.Alaris wrote: ↑August 6th, 2020, 10:37 pm Come on Michael. They ridiculed the Lord when they labeled Him King of the Jews.
If you can really command flies and are the person who you specifically claim you've not ever claimed to be, then you are the Lord of the Flies and of all the beasts over which Adam was given dominion.
https://youtu.be/gngNlvUEsc4?t=157 get to the point.
Adding search.php?keywords=57ii and color coding 285714 to connect with previous #57 anomalies, and month-of-years cosmic cycles. Anyone familiar with when Moroni's Instrument vanished from the BOM cover?
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And it all started when someone made me angry and I asked the Lord to send them a sign or demonstration or whatever I said!BeNotDeceived wrote: ↑March 21st, 2021, 2:12 pmMichael Sherwin wrote: ↑August 6th, 2020, 11:09 pmThe problem is it is just all still only a story. I have no proof. Yes I was angered and I asked God to send a demonstration. And very shortly after was the 5.7 magnitude Quake in Utah. Then I got angry again when someone mocked me about the first quake so I told the Lord that maybe they needed another demonstration and almost immediately there was the 6.5(?) quake in Idaho. After that I made up my mind not to get angry anymore. The problem is it is not proof even for me because coincidences do happen and they tend to happen in clumps that make them appear related. The fly thing sure is weird but it is not proof. Any one two or more things could just be coincidence.Alaris wrote: ↑August 6th, 2020, 10:37 pm Come on Michael. They ridiculed the Lord when they labeled Him King of the Jews.
If you can really command flies and are the person who you specifically claim you've not ever claimed to be, then you are the Lord of the Flies and of all the beasts over which Adam was given dominion.https://youtu.be/gngNlvUEsc4?t=157 get to the point.
Adding search.php?keywords=57ii and color coding 285714 to connect with previous #57 anomalies, and month-of-years cosmic cycles. Anyone familiar with when Moroni's Instrument vanished from the BOM cover?