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- Wednesday, October 24 2007, 4:06:15 (CEST) from 71.116.101.196 - pool-71-116-101-196.snfcca.dsl-w.verizon.net Network - Windows XP - Internet Explorer Website: Website title: |
...that anyone and everyone is welcome to post there whatever they want, secure in the knowledge that nothing will be tampered with. It's called respect for the minority point of view...what the other forums do is promise to respect all those who think like they do...where's the big deal in that? Saddam, even Bush and Hitler do the same...the essence of a worthwhile democracy comes from how it treats those with whom it does not agree...we, over here, understand that...while the rest of them work overtime to create some special world in which magic buttons can make you "right"..and keep you from ever being challenged. ..This is the main cause for the glaring weakness in our "heroes"...they're so used to being cooed over, pampered and "respected" and allowed to remain unchalllenged in all their ditzy views that all we've managed to do is create an entire generation terrified of and unable to deal out in the open, developing their own skills and abilities so they can survive anywhere...and not just behind Magpie and Aprim's skirts. Sharleen will wrote: >MOURN OVER MOTHER ATOUR >Why my son? Why my children? Why are you shooting your arrows towards your mother Atour? What have I done to deserve this? I have given you everything. I was depending on my sons and daughters in my old age. You let me down. You have destroyed the most precious thing to me, my reputation, and my good name, in front of all my enemies. And you are helping my enemies to destroy me. I was heart broken when I saw my son the Patriarch of the Assyrian Church of East stand on the soil of your great father Ashur and call it Ekleem Kurdistan. As a caring mother I forgave him the first time. I thought to myself, he is just like a sheep standing amongst the wolves, but I was wrong. What about last Sunday on Bet Nahrain? Among mine and his own children he called your great father Ashurland Ekleem Kurdistan not once....but four times. Over 500 so-called Assyrians were present, waving the Assyrian flag in their hand, yet they failed to defend me. You have hurt me my son, your arrow is the worst one. As a Patriarch you should know your bible better than most. You know when Jonah went to Nineveh, that great city and one of the three capitals of my country Assyria to proclaim to my people, the people of Nineveh, the message of the Lord. The city was so large that it took Jonah 3 days to walk through, but today my son, you have made me homeless. How could you have forgotten my son? You always mention in your speeches the great name of Assyria and Assyrians and you always say that you are Assyrian and a son of Nineveh. How could that be my son? How can you call yourself son of Assyria and then call his country Ekleem Kurdistan? How could you exchange the land of your father Ashur, the land of your mother Atour, for a small piece of the land for your See. You have hurt me so much when you call my home and the home of many martyrs and innocent children whose blood was poured out in the sake of my name, your mother Atour, and your father Ashur. The home that I built, the home that I have sacrificed millions of my children for the chance for you to have a better life. The home that, for a small price, you sold to my enemy. Yes my son, when you called my home Ekleem Kurdistan, it was like an arrow that you used to pierce my heart. I am hurting my son, I am dying. Worst of all I have no place to call my home, I have no place to be buried, I will have no grave. Why my son? Why my children? I do not deserve this. I'm so tired, I cannot bear the pain anymore, it is so great. I have so many children, but why I feel so lonely, the pain is so great I cannot take anymore....then she looked at me with a tear in her eyes and before she took her last breath she whispered in my ear, promise me my daughter, do not let them bury me in Ekleem Kurdistan. Promise me...promise me. I hold her in my arms, close to my chest, and whispered in her ear, I, Sharleen Will, will keep my promise to you, my dearest mother, my holy mother Atour. I will keep you in my heart and my heart will be your resting place. My precious mother I promise, I promise I will keep your name alive no matter what it takes, and in every way I can. I will never stop writing about you my loving mother....I love you very very much. How I wish I could have taken all of your pain away, but they would not let me. I had so many arrows thrown at me, but for your holy name I put up with it and will continue to put up with everything thrown at me. I whispered again in her ear....I promise my dearest mother. With tears in her eyes and a smile on her lips, she took her last breath. >Extremely proud Assyrian, >Sharleen Will (Scotland) >4-10-2007 ...you are a Christian who thinks to use the Assyrian Heritage to gain something for Jesus...it will never work. Which doesn't bother you because you, like most of them, are completely unprepared to deal with the real world...you've grown accustomed to being assyrian in these protected hothouses...you aren't Assyrian at all....not the way you mean it. ..But, you're welcome to post here because by allowing you the freedom we show respect towards ourselves. We have nothing to fear, not from you and not from anyone else...courage is the first requirement for a free society...or forum. --------------------- |
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