These “About Us” articles normally start with the webmaster introducing themselves. Instead of doing that, I will first discuss why I created this blog.
I grew up in a fundamentalist religion that many people don’t actually coin as a religion at all, but rather as a mind-controlling cult; I grew up as a Jehovah’s Witness.
As a Jehovah’s Witness, I was taught that every word in the Bible is true. I was also taught that the leaders of the religion, known to us as the Governing Body, were super righteous men that communicated with God Jehovah. We had to do everything they asked of us. If they asked us to jump, we would ask them how far.
You must understand that living in this environment requires considerable effort. Imagine being at school as a five year old. When it was the birthday of one of the kids in the classroom, I had to sit out in the corridor while the rest of the class wished that one a happy birthday and indulged in sweets and treats.
I remember sitting out on the bench in that large, damp corridor, wishing I was in the classroom with the rest of my friends, eating and enjoying the sweets that the kids parents had bought for the class.
That was the first real disappointment I felt as a Jehovah’s Witness. I remember it vividly, as do I also remember the first Christmas spent at school.
My mother, a fanatical Jehovah’s Witness, wrote a note and told me to hand it to the teacher. Being only five, I couldn’t read, and therefore am not entirely sure what the note said. I do remember what my mother told me;
“You give this to your teacher. You must tell her that you are a Jehovah’s Witness and that because you are a part of the only true religion, you cannot do anything in the classroom that has anything to do with Christmas! Okay?”
The look on the teachers face will remain with me forever.
Ms. Bevan told me to sit down as she would have to leave the classroom for a short while. A few minutes later, she returned with the Headmaster, Mr. Henley. He called me over and told me that my mother would be coming to the school.
My mother did come to the school. Again, I was out on the bench in the corridor, whilst Mr. Henley, Ms. Bevan and my mother discussed the note.
On the way home, my mother told me that the teachers didn’t understand why I wasn’t allowed to take part in anything that had to do with Christmas.
“Satan is so powerful. He has blinded even the teachers”, she said to me.
Yes, even the teachers…
So, you can sort of grasp what I was dealing with. Oh I truly hated Birthday parties, Easter and most of all, Christmas.
Christmas Eve was by far the worst time of year as I wasn’t even allowed in the classroom. Instead, I had to sit with the school nurse, or the Headmaster’s secretary.
I lied though, the worst of it wasn’t the fact that I had to miss out on all the fun. It was having to explain to the rest of the children why I couldn’t take part.
Yep, you guessed it! I wasn’t Mr. Popular. I was a “freak”.
This continued up until I was around 14 years of age. Something though, went off in my mind. Looking back on it now, it reminds me of the instance in which Ricky Gervais tells the first lie, in the film, The Invention of Lying. You see an electrical charge firing off in the depths of his brain. I don’t want to brag, but what is shown on film, is an understatement of what happened to me. It was as though I had Percy Jackson in my head.
From that point on, I told myself that I would suffer no more.
Since that tender age of 14, I have rebelled against what all Jehovah’s Witnesses call “The Truth”.
Even though we were instructed in techniques for preventing negative thoughts, I kept thinking of life outside the Jehovah’s Witness Organisation. And even though we were kept busy with mountains of reinforcing literature, and plenty of busy work to keep us out of trouble, I kept imagining what it was like to have never been born as a Jehovah’s Witness.
Many years passed before I decided to fully commit to what my heart was telling me. It wasn’t until the age of 28, that I decided to stop being a pawn.
I stumbled upon a neat new device. It’s called the “Internet”, you may have heard of it?
I spent an entire weekend going through Google as though it was going out of fashion. As Johnny Number 5 put it, “I needed input! Input! Input! I sponged everything there was on the information about the Organisation behind the Jehovah’s Witness.
Even though I had spent a lot of time researching, nothing hit me more than the truth that Jerusalem did not fall in 607 B.C.E. This was the earthquake that tore me in two.
How could this be? My life, as I knew it, came crashing down on July, 12th 2008. You see, as a Jehovah’s Witness, we are taught that in 1919, Jesus chose the Jehovah’s Witnesses as his mouthpiece. From that point on, God would communicate with these few humble men, the Governing Body. That’s why I made the comment of asking how far they wanted us to jump, if indeed they asked us to. You just don’t argue with God’s representative, do you?
Well, I suppose that depends on whether or not the Governing Body is God’s spokesman. The 1919 concept comes from the fact that 1914 happened. Jehovah’s Witnesses are taught that Jesus started his heavenly invisible rule in 1914. 1914 happened, because Jerusalem was destroyed in 607 BCE. But here is where we hit the crunch of the situation; Jerusalem was not destroyed in 607 BCE. This causes a domino effect. For if 607 BCE didn’t happen, then 1914 didn’t happen. If 1914 didn’t happen, 1919 didn’t happen, making the fact that the Governing Body of Jehovah’s Witnesses are NOT God’s spokesman.
You can imagine the bombshell that I felt.
After that, everything I read about Jehovah’s Witnesses and the Organisation that represents them, made me mad, angry and above all, upset.
I had been born into a cult. Imagine how I had felt!
From that point on, I decided to remain “in the faith”. You see, I am married to a Jehovah’s Witness. If one comes out with the information I know about the religion, I would be branded as an “apostate”. This would most certainly bring a great strain on my family. Therefore, I have decided to stay in (technically), but start up my own site, relaying everything I know about the sick, disjointed men that run this Organisation.
Remaining as a Jehovah’s Witness is killing me to be honest. I have to endure mind-control sessions that Jehovah’s Witnesses call “Meetings”, Cultfests that they call “Conventions” and the hypocrisy that reeks from each and ever member of the Jehovah’s Witness clang. Oh, and did I mention that they are extremists?
I am fairly confident that the Internet is playing a very big part in waking Jehovah’s Witnesses up. My philosophy is that the more websites condemning Jehovah’s Witnesses and the clowns that run that circus, the better.
If you haven’t done so already, please “like” the Jehovah’s Witness Blog Facebook Page.
As introductions go, my name is Teeny Pyjamas. I am an “Apostate”. Before shunning me, find out why I became one by reading through the articles in the blog and through the various material listed on other websites.
Before I go, I want to add one final point. If you’ve seen the film, The Matrix, you will no doubt remember the scene when Morpheus is giving Neo his options. Does he take the Blue Pill, which will leave Neo in his current mind-state, or does he take the Red Pill, which will answer the question of “What is the Matrix?”, by removing him from this make-believe world.
I will continue to post and promote this and other sites that spill the truth about the Jehovah’s Witness Organisation.
For your own sake, please take the Red Pill.
“You have to understand, most of these people are not ready to be unplugged. And many of them are so inert, so hopelessly dependant on the system, that they will fight to protect it.”
- The Wachowski