Another confessional

[_zeezrom]

I frequently use MDB to confess my past transgressions, which lay hidden (buried deep in the earth) from all my bishops. It would take a Seeker to find all of them. It is another way of proclaiming to the world that I have indeed left the church because of my sins. I'm OK admitting this because I plan to rejoin the church after John D. and company take over the institution with a grass roots approach to things and the City Creek Mall is turned over to the new corporation of BKP.

When I was a boy scout, I camped at Bear Lake with my Ward scout troop. While attending this camp, I found myself sitting on idle hands along the shore of the lake with my fellow scouters just as the sun was setting and the cool breezes were picking up. We noticed many dried reeds sitting on the beach so we decided it would be fun to try smoking them. It was very evil of us to smoke these dry reeds but wow, did we ever grow up that day. It was like we stepped into the world of some Great Western Scene, to visit a moment with the Sundance Kid and his outlaws. Some far away angel was watching over us. The angel wore buckskin and a six shooter.

I have many other sins that have been left behind at various camp fire rings around the Great Basin. I hope to continue finding them with my spiritual seeker implements.

Thank you for listening,

Zee.

[_bcspace]

[_Stormy Waters]

I was kind of a goodie two shoes growing up. Sometimes I regret not doing more stuff like this. It seems almost like a rite of passage.

[_why me]

When I was a boy scout, I camped at Bear Lake with my Ward scout troop. While attending this camp, I found myself sitting on idle hands along the shore of the lake with my fellow scouters just as the sun was setting and the cool breezes were picking up. We noticed many dried reeds sitting on the beach so we decided it would be fun to try smoking them. It was very evil of us to smoke these dry reeds but wow, did we ever grow up that day. It was like we stepped into the world of some Great Western Scene, to visit a moment with the Sundance Kid and his outlaws. Some far away angel was watching over us. The angel wore buckskin and a six shooter.


Thank you for listening,

Zee.

Good thing you were a church member. You may have been tempted to use real weed if it weren't for your church background at this time. You could have become a pot head. But you knew that smoking was against the word of wisdom and this only became a right of passage.

What would you say if you caught one of your children smoking dried weeds by the seaside? Would you encourage it?

[_why me]

I was kind of a goodie two shoes growing up. Sometimes I regret not doing more stuff like this. It seems almost like a rite of passage.

Many kids end up dead doing their right of passage or catching herpes and other STDs. Or in the worse case, HIV. Or being a 17 year old parent.

It happens.

[_ludwigm]

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[_LDSToronto]

It wasn't tobacco. Essentially you were breathing in smoke from a reed-based campfire. No sin.

[_sock puppet]

It wasn't tobacco. Essentially you were breathing in smoke from a reed-based campfire. No sin.

But it had all the 'guilty pleasures of doing something wrong'--well, thought to be wrong until you now take away his fantasy of having been for a moment in the Hole in the Wall Gang.