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Barbie & Ken in the Temple - See why Barbie is so well endowed

Funny Undies Drawer - Airing Mormon temple garments dirty laundry

Holy Havoc - Unholy temple experiences from behind the veil

Mormons and Masonry - Joseph's plagiarism revealed

Temple Square Graffiti - Giving "the finger" back to the Lord

Temple New Names - Sons and Daughters of Perdition on the Exmo Net

Temple Endowment Dialogs - Secrets no longer sacred

Veil worker temple recommend 1980's era.

Not many people know about this secret ritual for gay TBMs. But it's true. I was there, I know it really happened just like this:

ADAM to GOD: EloHIM, thanks for the beautiful garden, but really, it's kinda boring being here all alone. Can't you help me out?

VOICE OF GOD: We will cause a deep sleep to come upon the man Adam, and take a rib and create an help-mete for him, so he won't be bored or lonely in the GOE.

Adam faints, and soon a ruggedly attractive young hunky man appears. He's a little smaller than Adam, but every bit as handsome and endowed. He walks up to the man Adam and plants a kiss on his full red lips.

ADAM to GOD: UH..... UM..... ELOHIM! Thanks, but ... Uh.... this isn't what I had in mind. Seriously... Uh.... I need.... something a bit more... I don't know.... with more curves, maybe?

VOICE OF GOD (rolling his all-seeing eye): OH GOOD GRIEF! He's straight! Who messed THIS up?? JEHOVAH?? Was it YOU?

*sigh* OK, we will cause yet ANOTHER deep sleep to come upon the man Adam, and create yet ANOTHER, more curvy help-mete for the man Adam to help him with his loneliness. But we can't do this too many times, he's only got so many ribs.

Adam faints again, and soon a voluptous and attractive young blonde female appears. She's HOT. Built! Beautiful. And naked. She walks up to the man Adam and plants a kiss on his full red lips.

Adam wakes up with a huge.........SMILE ..... on his lips, and can hardly believe his good fortune.

ADAM to GOD: Now THAT'S more what I was thinking and dreaming and fantasizing about, EloHIM! THANK YOU SO MUCH!

I went to the DC temple in '95 and I remember how happy I was to be sealed to my wife. My kids were very young at that time and the matrons brought them in on cue. They all looked so beautiful in the dresses they borrowed from the temple. The thing I wish that the temple prep class had told us about how to dress when going to the temple. My wife and I were in shorts and t-shirts (it was June - and if you know DC it is very hot and humid) and our clothes didn't quite cover our new garments. My wife was lucky that someone had left a blouse behind that fit the bill. We did both the endowment and sealing in one day. Very rushed indeed! My wife told me afterwards that she didn't even know that we were in the Celestial Room when we were done with the endowment. She was like, "When are we going to the Celestial Room?" The other cool thing was since my wife is Korean, she was able to listen to the dialogue in Korean. She leaned over to me (yes, we got to sit next to each other) and told me she knew the man's voice as a District President she had when she was a mish. I do feel sorry for most of the temple workers. They're generally older, and get picked on so terribly. I couldn't help but think of that original Star Trek episode where they go to this library on a planet that was going to be destroyed by a supernova and end up going back into time. The old man who was the curator of the library was so frail just like the temple worker doing the pantomime in the front of the endowment room. "Would you like to go to the Ice Age? Or would you like to go some time more exciting?" Anyway, I've never gone back to the temple - and I've been on and off active in the church. I can't understand why if Heavenly Father loves us so much - why does his children (my brothers and sisters) make me feel so guilty when I go to church? I get this knot in my stomach and feel that I should be getting a better feeling when going to church. Am I wrong for thinking this? email: name: TIMNAVYRN

I went to the Cardston temple. No one went with me, my parents were inactive and there was no one else I was friends with who were active, temple endowed, who could make the trip.

I remember sitting there in the temple and kept waiting for something special. Then they got to the part where they stopped everything and said they were about to put everyone under oath, and if anyone wanted to leave they should do so now. I briefly thought, ok, if someone leaves this is going to be wierd. But I was also thinking was, ok, here comes the good stuff, where I find out what is so special about the temple and that God is going to reveal some things to me that I've never heard before, things that will solidify my testimony.

What happened was those blood oaths, making the ridiculous signs and tokens and remembering the passwords. What I thought afterwards was, "this is the best that God can think up?" Getting into heaven is just an exercise in memorization? Total disappointment, for sure.

But, I didn't say anything, how could I... Everyone was talking afterwards about how spiritual the temple was. I felt empty and betrayed, but didn't have the guts to say so, I thought I was the only one who felt that way, and if I just continued to be the good Mormon, I would eventually be granted some special witness.

I went on to serve a mission, eventually get married in the Temple, and spend many years serving the church but never receiving that witness. But, I continually found excuses to avoid temple attendance. I never went but what there was a huge feeling a relief when I walked out of the temple back into the sunshine of the real world. The temple creeped me out, and I never attended after the changes in 1990.

Even though there are no longer the blood oaths, there is still nothing special about the temple ceremony, it is nothing more than a Sunday School lesson on creationism played by bad actors. If that is of God, then he is a sadist to make people go through that over and over and over and over and over....

The church massive temple building is starting to hit diminishing returns. I'm hearing complaints about the new temples in idaho stealing temple workers away from the existing temples. Not to mention the whole mystery and magic of the temple illusion becomes dlluted when they become downsized and pop up everywhere.

People actually enjoy traveling long distances with friends to a a beautiful large architectural masterpiece or a historic icon of a building once a year. They hate being guilt tripped constantly about attending or serving in the little box next door to the stake center. I think the church has done a fine job of ruining the temple mystery and magic it once had. They are turning Moroni into the golden arches. It's become a joke and even TBM members are irritated about it. I hear it all the time.

I agree, as a teenager I would look forward to the youth temple trips. It meant a day or two of hanging out with friends, rocking out to mix tapes in the car (if you had a cool driver), and having pizza-eating contests at CiCi's. All for the price of an hour or two sitting around in the temple trying to act spiritual.

I imagine it takes a lot of the fun out of it when the temple is right down the street.

The Hinckley expansion efforts will come back to tarnish the reputation of the LDS church IMO and burn out life-long TBM's. The Spokane WA temple, which held the distinction of being a flagship for Mctemples in terms of attendance chugs along due to the tired efforts of the Senior missionaries that didn't save enough pennies to go on a "real mission".

If you look around or looked around at the demographics of the temple attending people, you realize that beyond the usual suspects of Bishoprics and Stake Presidency members, what is left is a bunch of single sisters and a smattered bunch of people guilted into going back to the Lard's house.

My point: There will not be enough replacement temple workers once the baby boomers get burned out or flat out decline to serve in that local temple mission capacity. You go spend hours of your day drooling, standing up, sitting down, not talking to people and wishing you could be hanging out with your grandkids. Meanwhile, current Mctemple workers' kids are watching their parents contempt for the temple grow. So, they make notes to themselves not to accept that calling in the future.

Good luck finding future Mctemple workers. Thanks Gordon. Future inactivity is in the works.

I was lurking on some TBM forums (like Nauvoo.com and others)looking up another subject when out of curiosity I clicked on the threads about the new Arizona temples. I was expecting it to be alot of gushing over how great it is, and how it shows how fast the church is growing, blah, blah, blah. And there was alot of that, but there was also concern and questioning among alot of them.

Some question why a temple in Gilbert when the Mesa temple wasn't that crowded when they went. Others worried about how many workers would the Gilbert temple take away from the Mesa temple. Some gave examples of how new Mctemples have hurt larger temples that they were built near. One talked about how when the Sacramento temple was opened the Oakland temple lost over half it's workers and is still havng trouble filling them. Another who works in the LA temple talked about since the Redlands and Newport Beach temples opened the LA temple frequently has to cancel sessions because there's no one there, attendance is way down.

It was suprising and nice to see actual voicing of concerns and questioning on some TBM forums.

I work with a woman who lives in the subdivision next to the Memphis temple. She said everyone hates it and they claim it has brought down their property values with the traffic, the lights and the fact that the Mormons have so much there with the stake center and temple and all.

What I thought was funny is that she asked me what goes on in that temple because all this stuff that's been on the news about the FLDS temple and the bed in it and everything. Her neighbors want to know what kind of creepy rituals are going on in their neighborhood.

I told her to tell them not to worry--there seem to be plenty of Mormon virgins to use for sacrifice so they shouldn't need to be combing her neighborhood looking for some unless they run out.

I also told her that if her house was in Utah and the temple shone right through their dining room window, it would probably double the value of their home. She didn't believe me. But if the property values go down some, they should be able to sell their homes to Mormons. I told her to tell her neighbors to try to find a Mormon realtor if they're trying to sell.

Just a preface, I'm a student at the University of Utah law school, and I've told some of my fellow nevermo classmates who came from out of state a few of the weirder things about Mormonism. One of which was the secret handshakes learned in the temple that are supposedly needed to get into heaven. As nevermo's, they realize the Mormons keep it secret, but aren't really familiar with the attitude they have about it.

So today a group of us are talking about the upcoming Barrister's Ball for school, and one Mo-girl (temple endowed) pipes up that we should crash BYU-Law's ball. So we all joked about showing up drunk and what not. Then one of my "informed" nevermo friends said something like, "I wonder if they require you to do the secret handshake to get in?"

After that you could tell the Mo-girl was uncomfortable and she decided to play dumb. She was like "What? Handshakes? Mormons don't have handshakes." I didn't press her on it, because I don't want to be a jerk. But I couldn't help but find it hilarious watching her squirm and lie for the Lord like that.

Polygamy was like a secret, elite club within Mormonism. Secrecy and attendance by "initiated members" only was necessary to avoid drawing attention to the practice of polygamy.

Later, the secrecy and exclusivity became a long-standing policy and using temple recommends as stick and carrot became a tool of control and manipulation.

After the end of polygamy as an overtly approved practice, wothiness to receive the temple recommend (essentially a membership card) remained linked to the payment of tithing and other rules. This is important leverage for the Church leaders, since they have no real authority, moral or otherwise.

There is no good reason, for a church that cares about its members, not to not modify the temple ceremony to allow participation by all who want to attend. But the LDS Church doesn't care about its members, so much as it regards them as plantation workers. The continuing exclusive nature of temple weddings and the manipulative use of temple recommends is continuing proof that the LDS Church does not really care about people.

I can't stand the double standards set forth by the old farts in Salt Lake City. MY wife and her family joined after her birth. Both her and her older sister were went into the exact same temple room we were married in.

They lead her down a small hallway off the main floor and finally into the wedding/sealing room. She didn't see anything until she got to the room. She then knelt at the alter with her parents and sister to be sealed to them.

So it's ok when you are getting sealed but not to see the same sister's marriage in the same room.

I was thinking. Maybe as part of the expanding number of temples, and the smaller, more user friendly temples; the church might institute a drive through service at some of their temples.

Of course the procedure would vary from a common drive through. You would have to memorize a dialog that would go something like this:

You: Adam, having proved true and faithful in all things, and having a large appetite, desires to speak with the Lord and place an order through the speaker phone.

Kid at drive through: Present him at the speaker phone, and his request shall be granted. Would you like the special?

Kid: I will through the speaker phone. (The name of this combo is your first given name, or if you are going through to get food for someone else, it is the name of the person for which you are purchasing.)

Kid: I will through the speaker phone, The Kid's Meal, or sign of the marketing toy. (The marketing toy, meaning the marketing toy from Disney.

You: Hmmmm. I am having a hard time making up my mind. Plus, Peter, James, and John are being so noisy in the back seat.

You: I cannot. For this purpose have a come to the speaker phone to converse with the Lord of the drive in. Do you have any suggestions?

Kid: You shall receive your suggestions of the five meals of fellowship through the speaker phone. (Whispering)

Cheese on the burger, Mustard on the bread, Pickle of the Priesthood, Be upon the FARMS guys and their posteriors, through all gyrations of apologizing, and throughout all idiocy.

You: I think that is my order. Adam, having spoken with the Lord through the speaker phone, desires now to get his food.

Kid: Present him at the second window with lots of money, and his request shall be granted.

I predict the drive throughs will be a big hit. Why would you go through a two hour session, when you can just do the in -n- out?

I like the idea of the fairy story where the kids go to the sugar cube temple - or something. You know how a lot of people have gingerbread houses for Christmas? Mormons have sugar cube temples! LOL

"Here honey you can have the celestial room, save the holy of holies for your daddy."

Ah, the bitterly sweet thought of crunching cubes of sugar chased down with a swig of purple koolaid! Arf!! :-0

And speaking of drinking the koolaid, my favorite part of the ingredient list was: Tin foil (optional).

The tin foil is only optional if you actually decide to make the sugar cube temple - and it goes on your head!!

I mean really, this temple is the Omaha Temple. "Winter Quarters" means absolutely nothing in contemporary geography for that area and is a rather cultish sounding name despite its significance to the pioneers.

The Morg (Mormon Church) doesn't call the Palmyra Temple - the "First Vision New York Temple", the Nauvoo Temple - the "City Beautiful Illinois Temple" or the Salt Lake Temple - the "This is the Place Utah Temple".

The Non-Members in Omaha must pass by the temple and go HUH???? What in hell is the "Winter Quarters Nebraska Temple"????

Another Palmyra possibility "Sacred Grove New York Temple" - by shouldntgivethemorganyideas

The How the Hell do you Spell Timpanogis, Timpanoses, Pimpanogus, that dang temple in American Fork - by Jack Donkey

Salt Lake City (AP) - The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints held a press conference today on the steps of the East Door of the world famous Temple on Temple Square in Salt Lake City. President Thomas S. Hinckley announced that the Lord had revealed unto him a new and everlasting covenant and ceremony to begin officiations immediately in each and every House of the Lord (Temple and McTemple) operated by the Church worldwide.

As background context, President Monson shared his observation that during the various Handcart Company anniversary celebrations and parades held throughout Utah and other regions, many members regretted that they had not had the opportunity for the extreme faith promoting experience of crossing the plains in the dead of winter with nothing but a rickety handcart for conveyance and shelter.

Many modern-day saints (members of the Church) wish they had the iron clad testimonies that one can acquire only by faithfully enduring extreme hardships, such as fighting for survival through winter blizzards and experiencing several (if not all) of your own children being frozen to death along the trail to the Promised Land of Zion.

Starting immediately, temple patrons worldwide will be offered the extreme faith promoting ordinance to be known as "Freezing Your Children for the Dead". Faithful Mormon parents will be allowed to bring one or more of their own children to the Temple for the purpose of experiencing a moving and testimony building ordinance, the details of which were revealed by the Lord Himself to his Prophet, Seer and Kelvinator, Thomas S. Monson.

All Temples have been recently outfitted with a state-of-the-art Flash Freezing System powered by liquid nitrogen and engineered by Aire Liquide. First, the temple officiator directs the mother, father and candidate children to join hands in a circle of familial love, the circle signifying the unending lifetime of sacrament meetings and excruciating High Councilor talks the children will be spared from having to sit through. Then the officiator raises his right arm to the square and recites the following ordinance prayer revealed to President Monson:

"Brother and Sister Smith (or their actual family name), having been commissioned of Jesus Christ, Joseph Smith and Brigham Young, and by the power of the Holy Melchizedek Priesthood under direction of our Living Prophet, I now freeze your children for and on behalf of (list of names of already-dead children who were not able to enjoy the faith promoting blessings of being frozen to death during a midwest handcart crossing in the dead of winter). In the name of the our Grandfather in Heaven, our Father in Heaven, and the Son, and the Son's girlfriend, and the Son's neighbor's wife, and the Holy Ghost and his girlfriend, Mary, whom He knew in the Biblical sense. Amen."

Liquid Air for flash freeze temple work.

After the ceremonial ordinance prayer, the Temple officiator ushers the children to huddle together standing at attention with arms at their sides - in the center of the circle - facing outward as their parents witness the proceedings. The temple worker then reaches over and operates the liquid nitrogen valve and showers the children with a cascade of supercooled liquid -- flash freezing them immediately. The flash frozen children are then stacked like cordwood around the perimeter of the ceremony room, as if being stacked along the Mormon Train by their parents participating in a Handcart Company winter crossing of the plains to the Land of Zion -- and fortunate enough to have their children Frozen for the Lord.

Reporters then asked President Monson if the children frozen during the "Freezing Your Children for the Dead" ceremony would be actually frozen to death, or if they would be merely in a state of suspended animation, able to be thawed out later and brought back to life. President Monson corrected the reporter by clarifying that the children frozen in the temples would be rendered into an eternal state of "suspended intelligence", with no opportunity to be resuscitated and forced to attend Sacrament Meetings for the rest of their lives.

President Monson explained that focus group research had determined that the only way to induce otherwise healty and happy Mormon children to agree to be frozen to death in a temple ceremony would be to promise them they would never have to sit through another sacrament meeting again -- ever -- for all time and eternity.

President Monson further announced that there would unfortunately be a long waiting list at the temples for access the new ceremony. He reported that 95% of the children in the entire LDS Church have already requested to be "Frozen for the Dead". (The other 5% of the children have not yet been contacted.) Parents are equally enthusiastic about the new temple ordinance. It seems that being able to get rid of all of your Mormon brat children in one fell swoop is equally attractive to nearly all of the Moms and Dads throughout Zion.

President Monson closed the press conference by predicting that temple attendance is expected to increase by over 7000% over the next few years that it will take to complete the freezing of nearly all of the children in the Church. Lines have already formed circling around the block at nearly every Mormon temple on the planet.

Regarding new temple recommends with bar codes

I guess they don't teach correct principals and let them govern themselves anymore, they just now teach incorrect principles and govern the hell out of the members. - 10/06/2007 - old carabou

The mark of the beast

I just had a funny thought.

With the bar codes on a temple recommend it's like having a chip in your hand and the stupid baker's caps create the mark on your head.

Anyone remember the Priesthood talks about the sign of the best?

"Chip in your hand and a mark on your forehead." 10/06/2007 - Anubis

Even my school chums from grade school and high school wondered too! :-) I had some incredible stamina!

The only explanation I have is that if I said I would do something, I kept my word. I came from a family that taught that "your word was your bond."

If I got involved in something I wanted to do it "right," the best I knew how. Even when things went terribly "wrong" I persevered! I was not going to give up.

Even though something kept telling me that this whole church and particularly the temple is just "off" contrary to the claimed teachings, weird, strange,something was "wrong" with the picture they were painting, but I couldn't figure what it was, I just knew I was uncomfortable. But, like a dress that was bought on sale that didn't fit quite right, I was going to continue to wear it!

With all these concerns,, who was I to argue with GOD! I just needed to pray for understanding and to be humble I was young and impressionable and gullible and thought that a world wide religion was to be respected and honored! After all, my grandmother Lessley [maiden name] was a preachers kid and I had a newspaper article from 1930 when three generations of Reverend Lessley preached on the same day. Believing and respecting ministers was our family tradition.

Of course, I stuck it out because, like all of us, w I had a lot of help with the repetitive, droning, hypnotizing imprinting and programming that went along with my desire to represent Mormonism fully and not displease Heavenly Father.

So, I got busy and I got serious and honest and forthright. I went to the interviews, I prayed, I read, I studied.

I went to the temple in 1962 until 1995. I attended dozens and dozens of "sessions" including special repetitive "Washing and Anointing" sessions. Special sealing sessions doing dozens of them at once.

Over the years, because of my musical training and memory training, I memorized, almost word for word, three different temple dialogs.

I saw three movies, and witnessed the live ceremonies in Manti, barely alive, that is as they were very old actors, rattling off the words in a monotone, and I won't even go into how funny it was to see an Eve played by what was probably a 50 to 80 year old woman!

As I recall (hopefully memory is fading!!) I attended a minimum of seven temples in at least three states, one in Europe.

We used to attend monthly and do two sessions at a time, so I estimate that I did about 500 sessions of one type or another in my temple-attending days.

In 1962, we were still renting the temple outfits, including the union suit-long john garment [I still wonder how it was OK to rent used underwear] which went from neck to wrist to ankle and was put on us in the Washing and Anointing room by the temple matron whispering in my ear with a breath mint in her mouth. She could chew on a breath mint but I was ordered to take gum out of my mouth!

I attended the temple when the whole Endowment, including the Washing and Anointing was done in one session.

I attended the temple when we generally only did the Endowment session, usually two in a row.

When I was married, as a convert, to an RM in the temple and "took out my Endowments" in 1962, I wore the one piece temple garment, with the "over-flap" :-) before the two piece ones came out in about 1978.

I attended the temple, keeping my temple recommend interviews up to date, even though I knew something was really, really weird,[ because I refused to be kept from attending my last child's temple sealing. The next day, I took the official, regulation 24/7 Mormon skivvies off and never put them on again! Then some time later, I threw them in the trash!

Recently, cleaning out the house for the move, I found a bag with my temple outer costume in it including the veil, the apron, the robe and sash! Now I am trying to figure out what to do with it. Do I save it for posterity, burn it in a ritual, give it away, sell it, throw it in the trash, give it to a thrift store? Maybe I need to pray about it. :-)

All along, I knew something was not adding up, I kept seeing of red flags popping up and grabbing my attention,but it took a lot of them to really get me to pay attention.

Interestingly, even though my first difficulty was accepting Joseph Smith Jr. as a prophet, it never entered my head that he was a lying little snot who got away with making up a huge fraud from the get go. One of the happiest days of my life was when it sunk in: The Book of Mormon is fiction about imaginary people and imaginary places and plagiarized other works. What a relief!

Oh sure, he created a "true church" as he borrowed and plagiarized Christianity and a bunch of other authors, to create an unique American God Myth, but when I stopped attending,[the last straw was the man in the women's bathroom story], I hadn't figured that out yet.

I had been too well programmed, for too many decades with the rote answers in the socially, emotionally, familial, closed, exclusive Mormon society, that I believed sincerely, the lie that anyone who did not accept their claims was trying to destroy the church, destroy my testimony and faith, and were angry, anti-Mormons who had an ax to grind. Of course, the party line held that behind it all was that wily character, Satan, Lucifer the father of all lies.

I had a sharp mind, I was no dummy, and I could easily over ride the cognitive dissonance, the mental gymnastics; terms that I eventually learned explained my thinking process. In fact, I got quite good at it! :-) Of course, it could have been because I read a lot of mystery stories and loved being an arm-chair detective, but that's another story!

After some contemplation, and not attending for about a year, it occurred to me that they had it backwards. They were lying from the get-go and therefore, they were in the Satan camp!Ah ha! That was a clever ploy, but I was not falling for it anymore.

I had seen the magic trick and now I knew how it was done. I was no longer taken in. My love of the supernatural, metaphysical, magic was replaced by reality.

All I can say now, that the teaching from Mormonism that "The Glory of God Is Intelligence" is true, and I am glad I used my intelligence and got myself out of Mormonism! Well, actually, I got myself out of the church before I got the church out of me. That takes a lot longer.

We were "sealed" at the St. George temple 1979 or 1980 so we had to do the blood oath thing. The temple and reading The Miracle of Forgiveness was enough for us to never go back, I don't even think we went back to church after we went to the temple. We lived in Hurricane at the time and so I got a taste of Utah Mormons and I did not like them one bit. We had moved there from California.

I went one time--My "Endowments/Sealing". I NEVER went back. - Victory & Freedom

I went probably a dozen times or more, usually doing multiple sessions on each trip as we didn't live close and I wanted to be as "useful" as possible. Ahem.

I said "ENOUGH ALREADY" when I went the last time. I had a specific mission and that was to ask someone, a matron or someone in the temple presidency to help me understand to whom i was sealed for time and all eternity now that I'd found out that my husband had lied his way back into membership from excommunication, had lied his way back into the priesthood, had lied his way back to his temple recommend, and had lies his way into our sealing. He'd been having affairs all during this time. So my question was simple, Who am I sealed to?

So I went through a session and then found the temple matron and asked her my questions. Well, no mere woman is fit to answer such a deep inquiry so she pulls over a white-suited member of the presidency and he drags me back to an office and closes the door. Sits me down and goes through these sort of gay musings about ... nothing really. Then when I ask my question for the fifth time he gets around to saying I'm sealed to Jesus Christ. Gee, Brother President. I'm MARRIED to Jesus?

Anyway the meeting ends and I'm left all cold feeling. None of that testimony/spirit/teary-eyed stuff. Not at all what I expected. He stands up and says "You need a hug!" I'm thinking, "I need to get out of here." So he hugs me. And hugs me. And hugs me.

You know when a hug is over and you draw back and the other person instinctively ends it, too? This man hadn't had that lesson. He just held on tight.

I could barely say good-bye to him and his "sweet" wife outside. Got changed, felt dirty and left. I knew I'd never go back. It wasn't just because of the creepy presidency guy. It was all of it. It was just over. He was sort of like the camel that broke the temple-is-so-peaceful-testimony's back.

After going through the temple for the first time did any of you wonder to yourself:

"So THIS is the big secret/sacred temple ceremony? Rearranging our outfits?! Secret HANDSHAKES?! A movie about the Garden of Eden?! This is IT?! This is the big deal?!"

"Where's the big 'learning experience' that I'm supposed to be having? I guess I'm not spiritual enough..."

Aside from that, the whole thing creeped me out. (Let's see--I've been to 4 temples; can't recall how many times, though.)

I was TOTALLY not comfortable with the initiatory part of the ceremony. I really, really felt violated.

The 'pay lay ale' chanting made me think of "Rosemary's Baby;" I felt like I was at a Satanic worship service.

I felt like Eve sure gave in awfully easily to Satan, in the movie--and, furthermore, what choice did she have? Why was it a sin, when it was the only way for their actual "life" to begin? What was up with God, for him to make a "don't eat from this tree, but you have to, if you want to know good from evil" rule? There was NO WAY to do it right...

The weird thing for me was--after going for awhile, I sort-of got used to it. I was basically numb; the creepy stuff didn't bother me so much, anymore (and a lot of it was taken out; I'd originally gone in the mid-80's). I went to the temple with friends, and it was just "the thing to do." [The only exception: I wouldn't agree to do initiatories. I got roped into it ONCE, when I went with the rest of the RS presidency, and the temple matron had asked the pres. if we'd do initiatories, since they were "behind" on them. She said 'yes,' and came back to tell the rest of us--and I felt my heart sinking. Sure enough, I was as uncomfortable this time as I'd been when I'd done my own--only, multiply it by 20x...yuck!]

So, rather than becoming increasingly creeped out, and finally saying, "That's enough! No more," I became increasingly compliant, saying, "Oh, well, it's something I'm supposed to do..."

I was actually surprised at the total relief I felt, when I walked away from the church, and realized that I'd never have to go to the temple any more!

Regular endowment sessions, Regular washing and anointing sessions, Regular sealing sessions, Regular youth baptism trips, Veil worker, Ordinance worker.

Now I flush with embarrassment when I think about all of the time I wasted doing all that crap. B A R F

I took my endowment out at the Houston temple, by myself, a matron was my companion for the day. I drove the three hours back to Austin in wonder, thinking, in shock, embarrassed. I, like the original poster, am a person of my word, and decided that the 2nd time would feel better, so I went again, and again was pissed at all the on - off change shoulders, put your veil over your face, give me a freaking break one knuckle, the 2nd knuckle what the hell.

I then went to the open house in San Antonio, and took my son, and then of course he participated in the jubilee and we went to the dedication. Felt weird. Hinckey Dink reached out and grabbed my son's hand and of course that made him a celebrity. Then I lent my dress to someone and never got it back and realized I felt relieved instead of pissed, and then I found this site. Thank God.

I went a total of about ten times, I guess. Tried and tried, but could not come to terms. You can't put powdered sugar on a turd.

Once was enough for me. I knew when I walked out of there I was NEVER coming back.

My uncle took his garments off after his endowment and never went back to church. - Cats

He is considered "bad" because of this simple act of defiance. Now I'm working on being the "bad" guy in the family.

His was in the 60s while today much more disbelief and temple eschewing seems to be taking place.

As a True Beleiving Mormon I took my duty to save the dead seriously. The closest temple to us for many years was the Dallas TX temple. DH and I set a goal to go quarterly and we did. After a McTemple was built in Oklahoma City, we went monthly and did two or three sessions each time.

Admittedly, I was a little bored during the sessions, but I truly believed I was on an errand for the Lord. To be completely honest, I was proud of myself--I was on the fast track to Goddesshood.

As my doubts about the church began to surface, I increased my temple attendance in an effort to find answers there...but I found the ritual increasingly meaningless.

As an exmo, I'm embarrassed by the extreme loyalty I had for the cult. I wish I had been smart enough to figure it out before I wasted so much time.

That would be the first time, 8x during the MTC, and when my parents made me participate in a dead-marriage ceremony for my grandparents. I never would have gone on my own. It was all too stupid.

Once in 1992 and that was once too often. Scared the crap out of me and I never wanted to go back. In fact I have been inactive ever since.

I was crazy about this guy who was very in tune to going to the temple. I had always heard how wonderful and spiritual it was. I guess I must have expected to see angels or to be exceedingly blessed. This guy said he would take me to the temple. I had no idea what to expect as none of it was ever discussed in the temple prep classes. Didn't have a clue that he couldn't be beside me the whole way - that I would be pawned off on a matron as my escort. Never expected to sit on opposite sides of the room or to do strange things (which I barely remember or choose to forget). Never expected the strange clothing or how the annointings was administered.

I was so nervous and scared, it was even hard for me to do the secret handshakes, I couldn't concentrate or think straight. I'm surprised they let me cross over as I was so absent minded that day. I just couldn't wait to get out of there.

A few days after this guy had taken me to the temple (I thought he was the one I wanted to be with the rest of eternity) I find out he is going back to a previous girlfriend that had just finished her mission. Talk about a slap in the face. Guess being a convert made me less desirable to someone that came from a long generation of Mormons and whose returned "girlfriend" also came from a long line of Mormons as well. I never did tell him my feelings about the temple or how scared shitless I was.

It has been 14 years and I just found my garmies in a shoe box in the closet. I don't know what to do with them. Do I burn them, or just pitch them for the garbage man to take away.

My sister says she sees our Mother and Grandfather quite often when she's in the temple, but she also hears voices in her head.

Once, the day before my wedding in 73. Fiance and I were freaked. She said, "It was right out of Rosemary's Baby. I don't know if I even want to get married tomorrow." The next day we did get married and I freaked again when I had to pledge my all to the church in my own freakin marriage ceremony. I had already studied some of the "mysteries" in college so I knew about the Masonic connection, the weird costumes, etc. but didn't know about all the weird signs, tokens and penalties. The slitting of your throat and disemboweling was disgusting and reprehensible to me from the very beginning. I didn't go back for another 3 years and experienced it all over again. The revulsion was almost beyond my tolerance. I only went back when we sealed our adopted son to us in the SLC Temple in 1978. You know what the main reason for my disbelief in the temple ceremony? When I was younger I could see auras and feel people's intent. I felt that if I could do that surely God could see into a person's heart without all the fancy dancing to get into heaven.

The first time was a total disaster - we had to endure a 12-hour bus trip (right on the heels of a busy work week.) I was almost too tired to care.

One of the mishies who first taught me told me that there was a "final exam" that you had to pass (with an A+, yet)or else they wouldn't let you out of the temple. So when they got to the Q & A part, I focused my tired brain as hard as I could. I thought I had most of it down pretty well by the time we went to the veil. At the veil, a geezer with bad breath told me "oh, it's your first time through. Well, repeat after me. . ." I said, "No, I think I've got it. I'll do it myself" And he started getting pushy with the "repeat after me" stuff. Finally, the friend who was "escorting" me whispered, "You're not allowed to fight with the temple worker. Just do what he says." I was so keyed up with adrenaline, so anxious to show that I "got" the answers - this really pissed me off. So I ended up repeating what the geezer said, but I was just seething with anger.

Of course, that made me feel highly unrighteous. I left the temple feeling confused, rebellious, and let down. It hadn't been a spiritual experience at all - but undoubtedly, it was my fault.

My second and final time, years later, confirmed my opinion that it was all a crock. The only reason I had a TR was because I had lied through my teeth so I could attend my son's wedding. A friend invited me to go with her, and I thought "I'll give it an honest try." Well, I did. To this day, I respect my friend's faith and her sincerity, but the whole temple thing is absolute nonsense.

How many times did you go to the temple and how many temples did you go to until you said: ENOUGH ALL READY?

You HAVE to laugh about it now, thinking back on actually spending time dressing in white garb, baker's hats, learning secret handshakes and passwords to get into heaven! OMG! The HEIGHTH of my spirituality was THAT? What was I thinking???? BWAHAHAHAHAHA!

I got sealed this past december and had never been before that. I knew something was really off when I saw my husband with the baker hat and he looked like a representative of pilsbery. The initiatories didn't really bother me. I know the rituals have been changed anyways so there not as strange. But when that long movie was over and they made us repeat things and do the weird hand tokens and adjust that sash thing I was freaking out. I think the icing on the cake is when they did that prayer circle with the chanting. Good thing my veil was on so nobody could see my eyes welling up with tears. (yes i WAS so embarrassed that I was taking part in something so weird). And then when we went to the veil and did our little hand tokens with my husband I was so done! At the end when you are in the celestial room with everyone I just wanted to get out of there as fast as I could. I only went back in february because some friends of ours were going and only doing sealings. Not as weird just kind of boring and seemed pointless the whole time. I kept thinking this is so lame. I am making a point to stay away from a temple for as long as I can!

So--you didn't get to be groped by an old man at the veil for the five points of fellowship?

I thought I was the only one that was uncomfortable with all this. Everyone always tried to talk me into going more often. I hated all the changing of clothes--thought the movie was basically stupid. When I mentioned to my son the other day "the temple movie"--he couldn't believe it--A MOVIE, IN THE TEMPLE?

I'm the one who went a whopping 4 times. The last time I attended the temple, my kids were 3 years old. They are now almost 21. I didn't go inactive for over 5 more years after that and I never went after 1990. It was all just too much.

The circle of people chanting. It seemed pagan or Satanic to me. I wasn't afraid of it, I just thought....this ISN'T supposed to be part of the LDS church.....what the heck is going on? I didn't expect for that to look the way it did.

Why did we have to keep adjusting our clothes? This shoulder then that shoulder... Why not just put it where it is supposed to end up and be done with it? It seemed like busy work, just there to take up time. Why wasn't anyone else noticing that all this was just a time waster?

How could those secret names have any significance when they are assigned by the day that you first attend? Why not just use our real names, not some ugly Biblical name that is just like everyone else's going through that day?

The STRANGEST part to me was looking around the room and seeing just how SERIOUS the whole thing was to everyone!! It struck me as quite SILLY and a couple of times I started to laugh. (I got it under control real fast, I didn't want to look like I was mocking or being disrespectful and I wasn't trying to be.)

I went to the temple under strange circumstances. I had researched the whole thing a few years earlier (ahem...the internet) I wanted to know what I was getting myself into and nobody would tell me. I wouldn't sign a contract without reading it first...I wanted to make sure there wasn't going to be any animal sacrifice or orgies (I had heard rumors about that kind of thing) I had read the Godmakers, etc. I was quite convinced that it was a load of bunk (though basically harmless bunk)......but, I WANTED TO BELIEVE. I read scriptures, I went to BYU, I was TRYING to be a good LDS person and I was trying to have a testimony. I REALLY WANTED TO BELIEVE THE WAY THAT OTHER PEOPLE DID!!

I was willing to make a "Leap of Faith" for the sake of my spouse. I thought that if I had an open heart and an open spirit that the truth would be revealed to me. I did go in with an open mind....and an open heart.

My Grandmother was so PROUD of me and my TBM parent was actually accepting me for the first time.....I wanted everyone to be happy. I wanted the other kids in the temple club to accept me too.

I didn't decide to never go back at first...I just didn't go, the rituals are a waste of time. A few months later I knew I would never go back. For me the experience wasn't shocking or horrifying (it was after the bloody oaths were removed and the naked touching was minimal,late 1999) But it was an enormous WASTE OF TIME. Silly rituals and passwords to get into Joseph's Secret Clubhouse.

I, like Deenie-TDSA, wondered where was the BIG spiritual experience? Was THAT all there is? This was the BIG deal?

Even now, I wish that I could have believed the way some of you did. I know that is irrational. But for me, the Emperor NEVER had any clothes and no matter what I did he was always naked.

I have always wondered: If the temple clothes were black instead of white (with the ceremony remaining EXACTLY as it is) would people have thought differently about the ceremony? Imagine that chanting prayer circle with the people dressed in black robes???? Tell me THAT wouldn't look Satanic?????

Simon says move your robe to the left shoulder. Simon says lower your veil. Put your right hand in and shake it all about. Remove your shoes. Whoops! Simon didn't say that, now sit down.

Yet I went back probably over a hundred times over the years, each time wondering why I wasn't "learning something new" and deep each time. Heck, I had it memorized after a couple years.

I remember my extreme disappointment that God was so petty that he was running things like a boy's tree house club.

Now I realize how rituals are used for the initiate to be introduced to higher cult levels so he forms more stringent bonds. The symbolism and mysticism are part of the process.

I go every week for the new Book of Mormon action figure! When Nephi swings his sword, Laban's head falls right off!

(Warning: Laban's head is a choking hazard for children under three. LDS Doctrine is a choking hazard for adults of all ages.) - 10/04/2007 - Dbradhud

I about gagged with laughter yesterday as I attended Fast and Testimony meeting with my wife. Some Church Office Building employee was bearing his testimony when he kind of slipped and announced that the church is thinking of building a temple on a cruise ship. The purpose is to take the temple to the people of the Pacific Islands. It was all I could do to keep from busting a gut.

Imagine Capt Stubing AKA Temple Captain already dressed in his white uniform and white captain's hat putting on his green apron to officiate an endowment ceremony while Yeoman Gopher goes around and gives everyone their signs and tokens.

The Black Bartender, Isaac could hand out tropical drinks with little "Angel Moroni's" stuck on the top of tiny umbrellas to remind the mind of the Provo Temple as the patrons enter the Celestial "Cabin".

Cruise Director Julie McCoy could direct the geriatric throngs in shuffleboard and scripture chases as they wait to enter the endowment "cabins." OH the slashing of the throats that would take place!

All the while in the background could be heard playing on the ship organ the tune:

Love, exciting and new,
Come aboard.
We're endowing you.

Love, no more touching allowed.
Bow your head,
as you're instructed to.

The Love Boat
Endowments for everyone.
The Love Boat ... The Pay, Lay Ales have just begun.
Set a course for Indenture,
Your mind on Obedience.

Love .. Once endowed you're ours till the end...
Fake a Smile .. Anti-Depressants Depend.

It's Looooove!
Welcome aboard - It's Looooove! - 10/04/2007 - Craig Paxton

Today I decided to clean out my closet. It has been a while since I did this, and my closet in particular was screaming for attention. As I removed my sweaters, shirts, shorts and a sundry of other apparel, I came across my black temple clothing bag. "Let's have some fun with this," I said to myself.

I called my ten-year-old son, as well as my seven, six and four-year-old daughters into the living room, "Come in here kids, I have something to show you!" I then proceeded to don my cap, robe, apron and sash all the while explaining to the kids that Mom and I dressed like this during our visits to the temple.

My son began to laugh, exclaiming, "I am so glad we are out of the church and I won't have to wear those stupid clothes!" I laughed and then my seven-year-old daughter said, "Dad, you look like a cooker man!" By now, we were all laughing and having a great time.

They were all fascinated with the slippers for some reason, and wanted to take turns wearing them around the house. My four year old took the apron and wore it in a Superman fashion while whisking too and fro throughout the house. My seven year old took the robe and wrapped herself in it while exclaiming, "Look Dad, I'm a mummy!" My son took a shine to the cap and asked if he could keep it and wear it around the neighborhood.

I then told them about some of the handshakes and things that we did while there. My seven-year-old daughter looked at me with a "you have got to be kidding me" expression, and my son just laughed. I then told them that at one time I looked forward to taking them to the temple, as I believed it was a special place, but now we know it's a lie and made up by Joseph Smith. "It's all a pile of crap!" exclaimed my ten-year-old son.

Part of me still had some reservations about doing this due to Morg (Mormon Church) programming. Nevertheless, I wanted my children to see the utter silliness of the whole dress up thing. My seven year old caught on how stupid it was ever to think that some handshakes would be necessary to get back to God. A sweet seven-year-old mind, uncluttered by the baggage of Mormonism could see right through the completely stupid mess, but I at one time could not.

I have to go now; Apron Girl and Cap Man are here to take me away to spirit prison. - 10/04/2007 - Swedeboy

Life can be so strange. Here is a story of three different people and what happened in the space of just five years.

In March 1999, the LDS First Presidency announced that a temple would be built in Oklahoma City. The stake president made the first public announcement in the ward I attended. He announced that he had some good news and some bad news. The bad news was that the ward was losing its softball field, the good news was that it was being replaced with a temple. Tears flowed from the congregation at this unexpected announcement. I could never have imagined how this event would change and shape my life.

In the subsequent months, the General Authority assigned to the area called on H. Jerrell Chesney to become chairman of the Open House Committee. Chesney had served as a stake president in the area and was a temple worker in the Dallas Texas Temple. He was a respected member of the community having served for many years as the Executive Secretary of the Oklahoma State Board of Regents, a position he resigned as a result of its decision to permit the showing of the “God Makers’ film on OSU campuses.

Chesney assembled committee members to serve in various functions. Later, I was asked to help on the committee with public relations issues. I may have been the youngest member. The committee met on a regular basis to discuss various open house issues. There I met many capable and good people. A committee member I had already known was Oklahoma City Mission President, James Engebretsen.

I had been a Ward Mission Leader when I first met Engebretsen. He was a youngish man who had made a lot of money in the Philadelphia area as an investment banker. We both shared a common goal. I had wanted to establish a branch in the small city of El Reno, Oklahoma. The town was within the ward boundaries, yet distant from the chapel. The missionaries could not find transportation for its investigators to attend church meetings. The town had a few strong families that could have served as the back bone of a branch’s leadership. I suspect that Engebretsen wanted a new unit created to show off to church general authorities. Despite our intense efforts, the stake president had opposed any new unit in El Reno.

We found ourselves together again on the temple committee. The open house was a great success. Shortly before dedication, my new friend, Jerrell Chesney was called to be the temple’s first president. I was called to be a temple worker. Every Tuesday and Thursday afternoon, I left work early to serve in the temple until late at night. During this time, my friendship with the Chesneys grew. They were totally committed to their temple assignments and worked very hard at it for the next five years.

After a couple of years as temple worker, I was released when I was called into a new bishopric. I would serve in two more bishoprics in the next several years and help with difficulties caused by relocation of ward boundaries.

The Chesneys served “faithfully” in their duties. The Oklahoma City temple became a model of temple efficiency with greater temple attendance than other larger temples. After being released as temple president in 2005, Jerrell was asked to serve as a bishop once more in the hometown ward in Shawnee, Oklahoma.

Engebretsen was released as mission president in 2001 and returned to the Philadelphia area. During his tenure he had campaigned hard to gain the attention of general authorities. He possessed a very apparent desire to be called into one of the Quorums of Seventy. Prior to his departure, he told me that he was founding a new bank with others “back East.”

I continued to work at the law firm and to take care of my family and church responsibilities. That all changed when I began looking for answers to my church questions. Research eventually caused me to leave the church. I was fortunate to depart it with my family intact. Today, I work in my own firm and my life is different than it was during my LDS years. I am involved in my community and have friends and interests much more diverse than I could have ever imagined.

Jerrell Chesney and his wife left the LDS Church nearly two years ago. He is very private and reserved about his departure. Yet, it was his unswerving integrity, which had caused him to be so committed and faithful as a church member, to force him to abandon a faith he had given his all.

And James Engebretsen later was an assistant dean of corporate relations at the Marriot School at the Brigham Young University, chair of the Peery Institute of Financial Services and a co-founder of the More Good Foundation, an organization established to provide “tools, support, education, and content to help LDS-oriented Web sites” – in order to combat the increasing knowledge members are learning from the internet regarding their own history. He is still not a general authority.

1. The Corporation saves money. For the cost of building one traditional McTemple, they can buy a whole fleet of mobile McTemples. Ship them to Salt Lake, give a GA relative a lucrative contract to do the modifications, and roll one out every two weeks. Then, just dedicate it, and off it goes.

2. Hinckley gets more PR opportunities. Every two weeks he gets to dedicate another temple. KSL's Carol Mikita and the Desperate News would make every one front page news. GBH gets to bask in the public adulation of the Morgbots every couple of weeks.

3. Senior citizen Morgbots benefit. Instead of spending their retirement doing frivolous things like driving around the country in an RV seeing the sights, they can spend it driving around the country in an RV doing the Lard's work. Isn't it spessshhhulll.

4. Members outside of the corridor will find it more convenient. Since many of the McTemples are appointment only, they won't have to make an appointment to go to the temple, they can make an appointment for the temple to come to them. For example, the faithful members in Norfolk, NE (both of them!) will no longer have to travel two hours each way to the Winter Quarters temple do the endowment for Christian Lars Nielsen (b.1757, d.1809) for the 37th time. No. They can wait in the comfort of their home for the Winnebago to arrive, and then just nip down to the wardhouse for a couple of hours.

5. It will further the illusion of growth. The number of functioning temples can double in the next two years. Talk about a stone rolling forth! (Probably a Firestone)

6. Local bishops will be able to play the guilt card more effectively. "What do you mean you don't have time to attend ward temple day? It's going to be right here in the church parking lot."

7. Drive in temple weddings. Saves the young couple lots of time and money so they can start "multiplying and replenishing the Earth" sooner.

8. It makes the return to Missouri easier. Don't own the temple lot in Insependence? No problem. Just pull the Winnebago into Walmart and we're ready for the second coming.

Kimberly Ann and Tom invited their friends over for a toga party. As former Mormons they thought their official temple clothing would come in handy in the costume department. They were the only former Mormons at the party so no one else their had a clue about where their pleated toga robes had come from.

Now if we can just get photos of their fig leaf aprons when they next cook at the barb-e-que.

For about 5 months after my first 2-3 temple sessions I tried to convince myself that it was all very special and wonderful, and was all the great things that everyone talked about. But despite my efforts to think that way and despite talking about it that way to others, I never really felt a desire to go back. It was never really a place I wanted to go to in order to get good feelings. The only reason I would go would be out of a sense of duty or guilt, or being asked to go with some group.

Then I ran into this guy who was a bit more honest with his own feelings. He was a convert, so maybe that explains it a bit. I mentioned that I was going to the temple the next day and I expected that his response would be the usual, "oh, isn't that such a special and wonderful opportunity" or similar blather.

Instead, his first words were along the lines of: "Yeah, man, I can tell you I was sure freaked out the first time I went. Wasn't that a freaky experience? It really blew my mind and I still don't know what to make of it. But I guess I'll figure it out some day."

For some reason, those thoughts instantly resonated with me. I was suddenly ashamed of how I had been repressing my real feelings. I was asking myself, "why is this person saying the things that I have been feeling all along about the temple and why have I been so afraid to say them when they are my real thoughts and sentiments?"

It was a major eye-opener to me about how I had become an agent of my own deception in my desire to fit in with all of my worthy TBM (True Believing Mormon) family members and friends.

This was the typical Mormon temple "wedding", for the life of me I just cannot understand why they can even call that a wedding. It is so far from a real wedding. You know the "civil" weddings wherein everyone is allowed to enjoy the union of two lives, everyone is happy, where its not rushed and the photographer is free to roam and capture every precious moment of that single most important day of the beginning of their lives.

NO NO NO! This was the typical morning Mormon wedding. It was rote, dry, cold, extruded and void of any color. Hurry here, wait there, hurry here, no not that room, this room, wait. Where are your relatives? The wrong room? Wait, hurry, wait, hurry. Finally we meet in the sealing room.

Oh I almost forgot. This was pre 1990 and they requested an "all white wedding" Where we were all dressed up in our stupid Masonic outfits with the ugly aprons sashes belts and the look-at-the-retard-in-the-mini-bakers-hat HAT with that floppy plastic disk in it and the shoelace string thing.

Back before they had plastic, what did they have before the floppy plastic frisbee in the baker's hat?

Most of the temple garb is too big and it is the most hideous sight to see a room full of your close family, friends, and relatives dressed so sloppy! Sashes hanging down, bakers hats flopping here, there, left right, front back.

ACK! crooked veils on the women and they attempt to keep it from screwing up their nice hair doos and most of older realatives are FAT. A bunch of fat slouchy Mormons dressed in the most godfersaken dingy white outfits topped off with a crooked green apron that looks damn small against their size 44 inche Word of wisdom waistline.

If that was an awful sight to see my older brother, poor sap, forced to wear all of that cockamamie garb on HIS wedding day.

He paused before he knelt at the alter to look in the mirror and adjust his little hat one last time. "Don't bother!" someone joked. "Yeah something is wrong with the plastic. Oh never mind" my brother started but was stopped by his bride pulling him down.

His bride could not even show off her dress, NOOOO!!! Why? Well it was covered up with the scared dingy off white rental temple clothes piled on top, the sash, the green apron, the belt thing, the huge veil. PLUS when Mormon girls go shopping for their wedding dress they are limited on what they can get!

Most Mormon wedding dresses are basically a shiny t-shirt with a poofie skirt. The stupid top garment cannot be shown, so no bare shoulders, no strapless, no spaghetti straps, nope! Just a low cut t-shirt that the only thing they can attempt to do is to push their breasts up and out of the shirt top, so long as their molly Mormon mommies don't chastize them by saying "sweetie its the temple, now quit showing so much tit biotch!

This is the house of the Lard and you sissy sister had better stop trying to amke any of this day YOURS!

Damn cult has control of every damned thing in their stupid pathetic lives, even on THEIR DAY, the one day they are supposed to be in charge, the day they are supposed to be dressing up, to be beautiful. No!

You need to put on that shiny t-shirt with the poofie skirt because we are men and you are a girl and this is the godfersaken house of the LORD and they are both MEN, so do what you are told to do BY THE MEN!

Another thing.. "WEDDING" was a dirty word in there, the old depends wearing fool said the proper term was "SEALING" . Oh yeah old unwashed-just-soilded-your-depends man???? seal this!

Then the old geezer assigned to the room robotically starts on command with the rote speech:

INSERT_NAMES_HERE, Today, the INSERT_DATE_HERE day of INSERT_MONTH_NAME_HERE, INSERT_YEAR_2K_COMPLIANT_YEAR_NUMBER_HERE is a wonderful day to start the eternities together isn't it. INSERT_GROOMS_NAME_HERE, as you come here with your bride INSERT_BRIDES_NAME_HERE, to kneel at the alter, you are surrounded by the INSERT_GROOM_FAMILY_LAST_NAME_HERE and INSERT_BRIDE_FAMILY_LAST_NAME_HERE, in the SLC temple blah blah blah blather blather yack yack, priesthood, yack, yack blah no other positions except the missionary position blah, forever, blah blah, Jebus, yadda yadda, blah blah celestial kingdumb, yippity yippity yap yap yap, blah sex is for kids not pleasure blah blah joe smith, blah blah no mutal masturbation blah, no oral sex, blah blah go ahead INSERT GROOMS_NAME_HERE and give INSERT_BRIDES_NAME_HERE that stupid modified Masonic deathgrip handshake over the alter and if you don't do the pinkie finger right I will touch you with my cold scaly hands, as I force you to smell my halitosis week-old-denture breath, INSERT_GROOMS_NAME_HERE you may now give INSERT_BRIDES_NAME_HERE a pathetic passionless grandma kiss with no tonsil hockey, swapping spit or sucking face.

Then we all stand up to hug and try to enjoy the moment of these two lives being joined together. You totally forget where you are at, just basking in the extruded joy of the two people beginning their lives together when suddenly you freak out of your mind as you get a glimpse of someone that looks just like you wearing the most screwed up outfit and you realize its you in the mirror!

GOOD GOD ALMIGHTY!! I AM IN A CULT!!! Screams your subconscious... as you look around trying to ajust to EVERYONE wearing the same slouchy sloppy dingy white and worn out green apron.

Damn thing the wedding production line conveyor belt screeches back to life as the old smelly ladies hurry in to herd us OUT by barking at us to "MOVE ALONG we got a-nuther sealing party comin in!", OH! WHAT A RELIEF! ITS ALMOST OVER! I did not want to stand there any longer in sheer amazement and look at myself in the mirror mingling with a bunch of fat slouchy cult members with the only thing on my mind except "AAHAHAHAHAHAHHHHH!"

A quick trip into the gaudy celestial room and we hurry back to the locker room to change out of our masonic PJs. Then we run outside for the obligatory god awful cluster family shot on the steps of the temple. But only AFTER we wait in line for god knows how long. Talk about sorry sardines in a can kind of shot. LINE UP ON THE STEPS SO I CAN SHOOT YOUR SORRY ASSES, thinks the photographer.

I hope to repeat my vows with my wife someday, as far from the Mormon cult temple as I can!

One thing the digital era has brought to Mormon wedding photography, which is VERY LIMITED, is the healing brush in Adobe Photoshop. With this tool, photographers can FIX the line across the groom's forehead that was caused by the elastic headband on the bakers hat. Screwed up huh?

Seriously, you go out for the only pictures of you and your new bride, and you have a red crease across your damn forehead! How ame is that? Its a sign of the beast or something.

Anyway, hope ya enjoyed my RANT about how the screwed up and slimy temple weddings really are!

I missed my sister's temple wedding thank god - I chose the typhoon instead by meatyboy

My sister got married at the Los Angeles Temple in February of 1998. I have lived in California my entire life, and that February was the rainiest month that I have ever seen in all my life. It was the year of El Nino. Anyway, I was not worthy enough to enter the temple, but my sister had asked me to be in her wedding party anyway. I got dressed up in my tux and went down to the temple so that I could meet her and her new husband as they exited the temple so that we could take some family photos.

Anyway, the clouds conspired that day and unleashed a torrent of rain that would have made Noah shit his pants. Of course, the lobby of the temple wass packed with people trying to flee the rain. I had a choice: stay inside the lobby and listen to all these Morgbot sheep murmur giddily about their anticipation of entering the temple or stand outside in the rain and wait for my sisters wedding party. I chose to wait outside.

The rain was coming down in sheets, accompanied by a strong, cold wind. Inside, I imagined my sister and other members of my family going through their masonic rituals. Outside, I attempted to brace myself against the squall that had formed over the temple. It was no use. I stood in that rain for an hour, soaked to the bone and getting colder by the minute.

I briefly thought of joining the members in the lobby of the temple or going over to the Visitors Center to listen to the sister missionaries give me their mindless monologue. It was either that or possibly catching pneumonia while I stood, drenched and shivering, in the middle of that typhoon. I chose the typhoon. It was one of the most miserable experiences of my life, but it sounds like paradise when compared to the account given by Garment Wedgie regarding temple weddings.

When my wife and I got married a few years later, we had an outdoor ceremony in the local botanical gardens. We invited all of our friends and family and had a wonderful feast, lively dancing and just a wonderful time, surrounded by all of those that we loved, not just those deemed worthy by some warped, controlling institution.

I was doing a stupid and wasteful thing the other day....reading around on some of those mormon group blogs. I can't remember which, doesn't matter really. I ended up posting a reply for the first time because---I don't know why, I guess I was just so baffled at the discussion.

The initial post was about how there is a divide in mormonism between the ultra-mundane "business meeting" feel of what goes on weekly in chapel meetings and the rituals of the temple.

Well, yeah. I've gotten that point loud and clear without ever having been to the temple. Just reading the online scripts of the temple routine, and looking at the pictures of the get-up, makes that crystal clear. Nothing in day-to-day mormonism could prepare one for THAT! So I've never been surprised to read the myriad freak-out responses to the first temple trip that are posted here.

What puzzled me was how the initial writer and the responders could take the temple hoo-ha seriously as a form of "religious mystery" worship akin to the sacred rituals of the Eleusinian Mysteries or the Cult of Isis, or even the more well known paradoxes of Christian Trinitarianism or sacramental transubstantiation. These were all college educated professionals, many living outside of Utah. This is how they represent themselves, too, as people you'd expect to have been exposed to, well lots of things.

First, look at the script. All it is is a clunky, fakey Bible description of known things: the creation, the fall, prayer, baptism, etc. Nothing much new is revealed and its all intoned in language that is as far from something poetic and moving and amazing as possible.

Then there's the handshake ritual. Ok I guess things get a bit mysterious here. I'd sure want to know why "the nail" was being refered to when the crucifixion is as downplayed as possible in the rest of mormonism. While I guess repetitive movement does comprise the most basic definition of a "ritual," the grappling handshakes and arm squares are not beautiful or graceful or pleasing in any senses I associate with "the divine."

The new name business is like the identity-rebirth inductees in the sacred Eygptian/Greek mysteries encountered, but again, in the mormon temple its the very inverse of anything otherworldly and "special." Everyone that day gets the same name! While there are a few BoM derived howlers, often its just some everyday apellation like "Susan." I don't even want to address the sexist pretzel logic of one's husband calling one forth with the name, etc., and the image it conjurs of some Resurrection Day stampede as all the "Marys" have to get sorted out to the right "Josephs."

Then there's the set decorations. I'm an athiest, but even I "feel something" when a Gothic vaulted arch directs my attention heavenward. I've seen pictures of various "celestial rooms" and I have to say at best they're reminescent of a sumptious lady's powder room, at worst a hotel lobby. Why the stifling horror of middle american bad taste? Why no Zaha Hadid designed temples? Why is the cutting edge of architecture never even referenced?

And the costumes! Again---why isn't the apex of clothing design utlizied in the most wonderful and special place on earth? Why can't an austere white Jil Sander or an etherial Olivier Theyskens qualify as a women's temple dress? Are there no mormon FIT students who could be given temple fashion as a calling?

I'm not being facetious. If the temple is such a portal to the divine then why is the cream of creation---the best most beautiful and astonishing products of human creation---seemingly banned from it?

I could go on---the wedding "mirror trick" has always summed up the whole third-rate magician's effect, shabby con feel of all of mormonism to me. And it is a pretty potent symbol. Endless repetition, endless reproduction of Exactly the Same Thing---no change, no variation, no difference.

So how does all this constitute something on par with the most developed forms of spirituality in the history of human civilization? And how does any of this move someone to tears? Where in the factory assemply-line routine, where one is passed from station to station by the mumbling elderly, hurried on and tut-tutted at before you start the whole thing over again, does one even have pause to feel anything?

Ok I know some of the answers here---cog dis, etc. Human being are bascially idiots, etc. People can convince themselves of anything, etc.

The odd thing is how quickly the shock wears off and you find yourself bored stiff by the mindless repetition. I used to go regularly to the Provo temple, where old men literally had biologically programmed themselves to awaken only when they needed to.

The last few years I was attending the temple, it seemed oddly like a manufacturing process. Maybe it's that the Houston Temple always smelled like there was a natural gas leak when you went in the front door. I don't know, but it all seemed like so much going through the motions (literally).

Years ago, I rebuked a colleague for suggesting that there was no place in the temple for meditation, for communion with God. I said that its purpose was to serve others, not yourself. Now I'm sure that it serves no one, except the church that built it.

Female dressed in Mormon LDS temple shield during washing and annointing.

This ritual is very similar to the Masonic initiation ceremony of the 1840s. Contrary to what the Church claims was designed by way of "divine revelation", Joseph Smith introduced it to his followers two months after he himself was initiated into Freemasonry.

The "Endowment" kicks off with the patron completely undressing and then slipping on an open poncho called a "shield." During this ordinance, the patron greets a stranger in a small enclosed cubicle where certain parts of the patron's naked body are touched with water and oil under the shield, including the forehead, chest, thighs, and small of the back.

Ironically, the Church makes such a big deal about how Catholics baptize by sprinkling. So how on earth do you wash with a fingertip dipped in water?

This "washing and anointing" ordinance is quite bizarre and in my opinion, borders on being sexually offensive. Clearly, it is designed to tear down the last defenses of personal space and boundary not yet penetrated in the Church's indoctrination program and gives the Church the right to all of you, including your naked body.

It is the ultimate in total and complete mind control of a person and is done almost without them even knowing what happened. The perverse irony is that the Church mandates execution of this ceremony and ritual as one of the prerequisites to eternal salvation. It is so transparent what Joseph Smith was trying to do, yet faithful members continue to give it a pass. I have to give ole Joe credit- his brilliance and cunning have conned a lot of people.

Male dressed in Mormon LDS temple garment during washing and annointing.

One of the most disturbing aspects of this ritual is that first-time temple patrons do not consent in advance to the naked touching. They typically attend "temple preparation classes", but those informal sessions do not reveal the rituals performed in the temple for fear people might feel really reluctant to go.

Furthermore, Mormons are not allowed to discuss temple rituals outside of the temple. I only found out about the naked touching as it occurred.

After the initial washing and anointing session, the new patron goes to the locker room to put on the "holy garments" which represent the garment given to Adam when he was found naked in the Garden of Eden.

This you are instructed to wear throughout your life. You are informed that it will be a shield and a protection to you if you are true and faithful to your covenants.

The locker rooms are composed of rows of dressing booths with chest high partitions. The booth contains three tall lockers with locks and keys. Why there should be locks in such a holy place is a question that remains to be answered.

The church has a conundrum. One of the three missions of the church is to redeem the dead. It is unfortunate that God in all of his wisdom did not have the foresight to make the Gospel available to more humans when they were living, contradicting many a scripture saying that "this" life is the time of testing.

At best estimates, less than one percent of all humanity have had access and knowledge to these salvation-pertinent ordinances.

Why does the bulk of the remaining people fall onto these poor 1% folk? And really, just really, how important is it that their clerical abilities would be the critical factor in saving the dead?

Would it not be easier to just "bulk" redeem? Save individuals by eras, ages, rather than trying to track down, obtain erroneous and/or incomplete information, and run the risk of offending the posterity of all of these dead.

"We baptize for and on behalf of everyone in the 16th century, who are dead." It may be less personal, but it would be more effective.

If more personal is wanted, perhaps God could explain why he chose to omit his "ohsoimportant" gospel from so many of his humans while they were here on earth............because it is more logical that a person should do their own, learn and be responsible for their own lives. He either loves his people and wants to provide a way for them to return to him, or he does not.

Some time ago I attended a fireside that featured a temple worker. I became fascinated with his talk because he spoke of spirits being present in the temple, and not just a few. He told a number of stories about spirits making their presence known in the temple. He said the spirits of deceased individuals who are having their work done are invited to attend at the time of the ordinances and many do. After thinking about this an idea hit me. Let’s have a Halloween party at the temple. The flyer could include the following:

Place: Temple of your choice Date: October 31, 2007 Time: Every half hour throughout the day. You are asked to attend as many times as possible

Costumes: You choose the costume. If you don’t have one, a green and white one will be provided. Those dressed as vampires will be able to officiate in the blood atonement ritual. First timers will be provided with a temporary ghost costume with slits up the sides. No underwear is to be worn under these.

Activities: Blood Atonement, spiritual wife swapping (you might not go home with the one you came with), bobbing for apples in the font, naked touching (for first timers).

Who may attend: Everyone is invited. Don’t worry if you don’t have a partner. Men can take home more than one wife.

"Our predecessors have prophesied that temples will dot the landscape of North and South America, the isles of the Pacific, Europe, and elsewhere." - Teachings of Ezra Taft Benson page 247

It took the Church just over 167 years to build the first fifty temples (St. Louis was the 50th temple, dedicated June 1, 1997) and it only took 40 months, to the day, to dedicate the next fifty temples (Boston was dedicated October 1, 2000 as the 100th temple).

I want to bear my testimony that McDonald’s is the one and only true institution on the face of the earth. I know this because Ray Kroc said so and his restaurants now dot the face of the earth.

It is miraculous to think that his first restaurant was opened as recently as 1955! That was only just over fifty years ago. The first non-US restaurant wasn’t opened until 1967, in Richmond, British Columbia, Canada. Now, a McDonald’s is on every corner of every city in most nations on the earth. They literally dot the face of the earth.

In fact, when a McDonald’s was opened in Kuwait City, Kuwait in 1994, only thirty-nine years from the organization of the restaurant chain, over 15,000 people waited in line to taste a hamburger!

McDonalds "blesses" the lives of people from Argentina to Yugoslavia. Today, McDonalds operates over 28,000 restaurants over the face of the earth and serves over 45 million children of God every single day. - 05/04/2006 by Skeptical

and dotting the earth like small pox dotting the body of an infected victim. Mormonism is a virulent disease and human society is sick with it. - 05/04/2006 - by Lovechild

Until now, I didn't know "dot" actually referred to the SIZE of the temple. 05/04/2006 - Dave in Hollywood

While the society was relatively healthy and when they still had lots of trees they actually didn't erect very many statues and the ones they did erect were much smaller than the ones we think of today.

As the different groups on the island started competing with eachother more for the limited resources (not all groups controlled land with suitable rock and trees for erecting the statues) the statues got bigger and bigger. Not to mention the huge number that they erected during the last days of their civilization.

In the race to show eachother up they cut down their last trees. In fact, there are completed statues still in the quarries - they couldn't be erected because the last suitable trees were cut down as the statues were completed.

Read "Collapse" by Jared Diamond. I see many parallels with dead societies and the way the Mormon church is acting.

One of the common threads of collapsed societies is that the goals of the leadership (no matter how "good" those goals seem to everybody at the time) work against the sustainability of the culture. Like erecting huge monuments instead of cultivating dying forests, eroding fragile grasslands by raising cattle (prestige food) instead of sheep like the Norse Greenlanders, or shunning or fighting with neighbors instead of developing trade with them.

Mormon leadership seem more concerned with things like building empty buildings and fretting over double-pierced ears than addressing the massive (8 million strong) inactivity rate, the sexual abuse cover-ups, the financial welfare of their members, etc, etc.

Mormons look at all those temples and see growth or truth or whatever but when I see them I think of the lonely statues on Easter Island. - 05/04/2006 - Shane AK

I am amazed at many things about the temple, so this is a pretty minor one. I know that if I were planning to join a church and they told me I was going to be asked to watch the same movie (and a very boring one at that) over and over again over the years, that alone would keep me from joining the church.

What do you think? What movie would you be willing to watch once a week for the rest of your life? Or once a month? - 11/11/2005 - KathyWUT

Actually, in the MTC (Mission Training Center), we had to go to the Provo Temple once a week, so I sat through it probably 7 or 8 times, although we had to go so early in the morning, I'm sure I slept through much of it. As I recall, there were two different films then. (This was 1979.) There was one with a blonde Eve and one with a brunette Eve. I got the impression that people (or at least the pathetic missionaries) gave themselves enough excitement to want to go just in anticipation of which Eve they'd get to see in the film.

But, both films were definitely yawners. I went to the Jordan River Temple twice after my mission, and I think I saw the same films there. I went to the Salt Lake Temple twice too, which was not as boring to me, but surreal and bizarre at the same time when very elderly people played the parts live and with very bad acting skills.

1983 was the last time I attended. I imagine they have new films since then, but I don't know. Even if they do, I cannot imagine them being any more exciting.

Hell, they took out the only "exciting" parts...the throat slitting and dis-emboweling...although those parts weren't in the film. They stopped the film to allow everyone in the audience the fun of slicing their own necks. - 11/11/2005 - Kim

Yes, they should really show Adam and Eve naked in the garden, I ean its and adult audience. You need to have a Temple Recommend and have to be at least 18 or 19 years old. They should offer something for that exclusivity. And a new version of film at least once a year. Or a cartoon version. A Simpsons or South Park version? The morg is missing out an opportunity to keep their members at the iron rod. - Ramses

The girl that played Eve was really cute. But that wasn't enough to keep me going.

That smell of olive oil was just nasty. It took me a year or so after my last temple visit until I could eat anything with olive oil. - 11/11/2005 - T-Bone

Don't you love those funny dreams that you can remember perfectly after you wake up?

I've had a hard time falling asleep lately--there's been a lot on my mind, and I think it's resulted in some really bizarre dreams. My temple dream from last night was so funny, though, I was disappointed to wake up.

In my dream, my husband was taking me out for a surprise. We kept driving until he pulled up in front of the Oklahoma City McTemple. I was really angry, until I noticed there was a large gathering of people in white outside of the temple--but they weren't temple clothes--they were just regular clothes that were white.

There was a band playing outside the temple doors and a crowd was gathered around listening. There was a bar across the walkway and most of the crowd was drinking. I got out of the car and DH handed me a bag of clothing and told me to go inside the temple and put them on. As I walked through the crowd into the temple, I realized it was a gathering of people from RFM. I don't know how I knew who was who, but I recognized everyone. Tal was singing--Seven Bridges Road by the Eagles, and Deenie the DSA met me at the temple door and walked me to the Bride room to put on my white clothes.

Cheryl was the Temple Matron who helped me put on my outfit, which was nothing but a white corset, white panties, and a see-through robe. Cheryl pulled the strings on the corset tight--and sent me out the door. I was embarrassed by my attire, and Deenie said she had a prairie skirt in her car I could borrow. So I wore a white corset and a prairie skirt...(Strange--but it's a dream, folks!)

There were people swimming in the baptismal font--and Randy J. was managing a huge karaoke set up in the telestial room--the words to the songs scrolling across the screen that once played the temple video. I sang Blondie's "Call Me" and SuzieQ#1 brought me a shawl and told me to cover up, which I did.

I will not mention what went on over the altar in the Sealing Room--except to say those mirrors are good for something after all!

Stray Mutt and a bunch of you RFM guys were discussing the United Nations and whether or not the US should make a preemptive strike against North Korea...a lively conversation that drew me in until I awoke.

Really, it was a fun dream--if the Morg ever decides to sell one of the McTemples, it would be a riot to purchase it and turn it into a night club!

They usually try to accommodate. For example, people who have lost a right arm, and therefore can't actually raise it to the square or do the handshakes, are told to imagine they're doing it.

Being left-handed, I've had similar questions. I asked some self appointed expert about doing things left-handed, rather than right-handed and was told the hocus pocus had to be done EXACTLY as required. That seemed a bit pedantic to me, but I suppose its perfectly consistent with the ritual magick paradigm. Too much newt's eye and too little bat wing and well...

Now being told that one's mental visualization is what counts is interesting. Why not just skip the whole Temple trip, log onto one of the web sites that posts one's preferred version of the Temple ritual, and visualize

Comment section

Wow, talk about false doctrine. For those of you who want to know the truth about the Gospel of Jesus Christ, go to www.mormon.org - 11/17/2008 - TruthRestored I am a member of the Restored Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints, our church was forced to split when the former RLDS (Reorganized Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints)began to silence priesthood members and began to introduced women in the priesthood, joining the world church, rejecting the book of mormon, and plans to build a temple in Independence that we believed were false not being the land dedicated by Joseph Smith. The RLDS church is now the Community of Christ and did build a temple in the Centerplace. Our church due to the seperation from the former RLDS church in not in full function and we do not have the presidency of the church, our beliefs are the same as the church established by Joseph Smith Jr. on April 6th 1830. Anyway I read this looking up mormon in google, I went to the LDS visitors center here in Independence (beautiful painting)and a young woman missionary said that the church when they were not able to stay in the centerplace, were instructed to create zion in their hearts. Truely the LDS church has done this,to the full extent I see. I believe someday people from all the latter-day saint faiths will be brought together as one as it was before. I think we have to realize no matter if the LDS church has beliefs we do not agree with they do a temendous amount of good in the world, there is no good that can come of negativity. We must be positive and respect each other and understand their point of view. I have never met a mormon I didn't like and respect. - 10/23/2008 - SA

what moral capacity have you left within to make any of your remarks credible. your carrying on and on simply discredits all statements made in your desperation to convince yourselves that its not true. good luck at the judgement bar. - 10/23/2008 - anon

Well, hi. I just got on this site b/ i was looking for toga pictures for my Halloween costume.lol Then I realized what it was! I happen to have been raised Mormon, but i refused to go anymore when i was about 13. I just sort of skimmed through some of this site, so i don't know what all is written but... i do know that any Mormon who reads this page and gets angry-resulting in them leaving rude comments-or even mean ones, isn't really acting on gods behalf ya know. they might think they are-but, how christian is it to to call someone pathetic and tell them "they'll pay for this". They sound like my mom. I know the "tbm"s as they may be called feel like they should stick up for their religion, but-hello, people have a right to believe what they want, regardless of your own beliefs. The only true thing i know about being religious is that you should love your fellow man, be good to one another, and set good examples. I don't think calling people names and putting them down is loving or a good example for anyone. maybe this is something you should ponder the next time you think you're being righteous. I don't have anything against Mormonism-or any other religion. You can worship the devil for all i care (I mean you shouldn't) but that's none of my business! Its your choice, and that's why we're here on earth. -to make our OWN choices. And, if you feel you need to stand up for something, don't sink to a low level to do it. Thanks for reading this. - 10/22/2008 - hahaha

I believe that every member of the church should have the chance to attend the temple not only for themselves but for thier kindred dead. Our responsibility is to endure to the end and to help our families become eternal, not to enjoy entertainment or the beauty of the temple for ourselves only. I have very much enjoyed serving in the temple and I am not a senior. I am moving far from a temple and will miss being able to make the choice to excersize my faith on behalf of myself and my kindred dead. I pray that you will repent and know in your hearts the sacredness of temples whether big or small. I pray that you will know that they are a blessing and that this network of good that is spreading across this land is of Christ, our Saviour. If you are a member I urge you to talk to your bishop and pray diligently for a renewed testimony of the temple. You may still travel. You may still see many other temples. This is a blessing to so many who would now have the chance to step up and take the place of those who have moved, as workers, to closer temples. More of the lords servants may now obtain the blessings of working in the temples. I am proud to not only be LDS but to be an Active member of the Church and to desire to emulate Christ, not only to show friends and relatives I am still going to church. I would urge you to choose to put the Lord deeper into your heart. It is not easy, but it is worth it., - 10/05/2008 - prayerful

you´re a loser you know poor boy or girl maybe you´re gay or something - 09/29/2008 - me

This site is a waste of any intelligent persons time. You have spent so much time here finding fault and misleading people as you are so obviously mislead that it is sad. What an idiot you are. You obviously didn't listen to church doctrine and teachings because you obviously don't comprehend any of it. Why don't you get down on your knees and beg your Heavenly Father for forgiveness that maybe, just maybe he will have mercy on your poor stupid soul. If you don't you will be very surprised on the other side when you get there to find that the church IS true and you have gone against God's wishes. SO DON'T BE AN IDIOT ANY LONGER AND TRY, JUST TRY TO GET A CLUE IF YOU CAN.

What an idiot! - 09/26/2008 - Andabutthead@Godwillgetyou.com - You're and Idiot!

wow buddy you have made an interesting site and what a shame you will be very harshly punished for it, you took an oath and you will be judged very harshly and you really need to grow up - 09/25/208 - strippling warrior

Well, after stumbling upon this page, I hope you feel good about degrading another person's beliefs, regardless of whether or not you believe them. If you were to tell me what you believe, no matter how different it may be from my own, I would not expose and make fun of you. Not only would Christ not do that, but mature adults should actually be mature and respectful. I hope you might rethink how you are treating people. - 09/22/2008 - An LDS person

Im appauled that you would expose something that is so sacred to so many people. You may not believe it, but you should respect things that other people hold sacred. I guarantee they are doing nothing wrong to you. These are good people trying to live in a way that will help them be better. By living the teachings in the LDS church my life has been nothing but better, and to suggest otherwise to those who dont understand what Latter Day Saints strive for is dishonest and wrong. Clearly, the negative comments about Latter Day Saints posted on this site are not the work of those seeking to lift up others nor those striving to understand and live the teachings of Christ. - 09/20/2008 - Adam Black

I got into this page by mistake....i´m sorry for you guys, I really am... You don´t need to go "vomiting" all the things you don´t believe anymore, just show some respect to others, would you like somebody else making fun of whatever you think is sacred?, i bet you wouldn´t. God somehow is in evry religion so ... - 09/19/2008 - Claudia

Temple trip memories- Silly clothes, clueless temple workers, bad/expensive food, and most of all - if I wanted to be a Mason I'd join a lodge. - 09/11/2008 - u812yes?

I feel sorry for you. I agree some things are hard to understand, but if it were easy it wouldn't be worth it. If you really apply what you learned in the temple to what you "think" you know about everything else you'd realize the importance of it.

I'm praying for you. I hope you find your way soon. Please find something else to focus your energy on and let those of us that believe do so. - 09/08/2008 - sorry

funny........even the "true believers" are reading from this site and being judgemental! Even the faithful have some doubts and further, they're just as crude as the non-believers! Maybe those of you who are "true to your Church" deep in your hearts you have some thoughts of being lied to all these years!

Que vergüenza que sean capaces de decir esas tonterías, sobre todo si hablan sólo de "oidas" y se prestan a palabrerías e insultos vanos. Si les desagrada el templo, aléjense! si los miembros de la iglesia los "traicionaron", no los frecuenten! pero sobre todo, no guarden rencor. Es lo que tienen: rencor, odio inútil y vano. No les sirve de nada, tanto como mantenerse en el anonimato para decirlo. Curioso, no? se quejan de lo que ustedes consideran "secretos" y miren!!! ustedes se escudan en que nadie sabe quienes son ustedes. Qué patético!!! - 09/03/2008 - LMM

This is the saddest thing I've ever seen. If the church isn't true then why are you so bitter? Let it go. Move on. You are acting like a bunch of children that just found out your chocolate chip cookie is actually raisin and now instead of just dealing, like an adult, your going to throw a huge embarrassing fit. - 08/10/2008 - stillabeliever

Shame on all of you naughty critics of the Church Of Jesus Christ of Latterday saints. If you were literate enough to read third Nephi, after Christ left the people after 200 years of happiness the fourth generation became wicked and fell into darkness and war. You who make light or fun of the church and the temple procedure will join with the evil ones to destroy yourselves and your children. Heavenly Father knows your evil actions and will not come to your rescue when hard times comes.SHAME!SHAME! - 08/08/2008 - 80 YEAR OLD ACTIVE MEMBER. Several people have said they were offended at these posts of people sharing their bad experiences at the temple and that these individuals shouldn't post such things on a website. But now, I'm offended at the complaints of the people complaining about offensive posts because they're now dictating to these others against their freedom of speech and the right to share what happened to them. Some have complained that these individuals and their bad experiences at the temple is all a pack of lies. But how can these other individuals and their belief of their experience, good or bad, be a pack of lies since a belief is a belief and therefore cannot be a lie, simply a belief. Their belief of what they experienced, good or bad, can be NO more a lie than any other belief, including the belief of the LDS religion. - 07/28/2008 - OffendedbytheOffended

There's no reason for all of this contention. It's not progressive in any way. You are entitled to your beliefs as much as we are to ours. I love this gospel and it offends me when it's being besmirched by sarcasm and low blows. You're human, can't you see how offensive and hurtful this can be? The contention isn't just one-sided. "Pissed Off" approached it in an embarrassingly inappropriate way. If we're going to broach the controversial subject, we need to remain civil and nonjudgemental. Can't we both agree that on the basics, we believe some of the same fundamental ideas? We want to be better people. We believe we should treat people fairly and try our best to be loving. We believe that everyone is equal and deserves an equal opportunity to establish their own perceptions on religion without the threat of being attacked for it? I respect and praise everyone's free agency to live how they see fit. I'd hope for the same in return. - 07/25/2008 - Megan

I'm So Laughing right now ! Who ever made this SITE ! is ONE LOST CHILD ! One day you will all regret what you have posted May the Lord bless you LOST child ! lOl

Well i have gone through the entire work here i want u to know that this site contains false ideals about Mormonism,any one who is interested in knowing the truth will not tow this line of thought u people are towing,now,i accept the fact that humans have their weakness or rather that humans are subject to weaknesses,but that does not give any human the right to distort the work of God,in the realm of reality of Godhood things are subject to changes to suit humans in there different generations,but God remains the same he has in his palm all the earthly agenda that take care of every generations as they come or unfold. God in his infinite wisdom lead his people in a way that they can not run out of the vitality think about this. Don't cultivate the habit of criticism. that's all i can say for now plus that the doctrines practiced by Joseph smith and every other prophets that followed after cannot be the handiwork of man nor the making of man because man cannot fashion out such things with their limited power of reasoning as humans,it takes the sixth sense to do what this men of God did,and the sixth sense known in human philosophy or psychology is known as the spirit of revelation,inspiration from God and that's what Joseph smith and other prophets that came after him used,i say this and rest this case knowing fully well that all i have said are real,and i urge you to refrain from such heresies because you like every other human beings will be judge the last day by God himself so be careful the way you destroy the works of God - 07/16/2008 - Lucky I.A.O

I just think that this site is such a sad thing to those who really believe on the church of Jesus Christ of latter day saints. I do believe it is true with all my heart. I know that God loves us! How can you say all those bad things about us? Have we ever done anything wrong to you to deserve all of that? If somebody did, he wasn't a good member. I went on a temple trip last week and it was amazing. Not for eating pizza or being with friends, because i can do that in my city, but for being inside the temple and feeling His love for me. Just relax and think about how great life is when we are happy and we don't offend anybody. - 07/08/2008 - Irene

how intresting!! you go out of your way to share all that i daresay you think about these things way too much - 07/07/2008 - anon

What a pitiful waste of time and energy. It's like the Gates of Hell - "Abandon Hope All Ye Who Enter Here" - and I mean this web page, not the LDS Temples. - 07/04/2008 - DWmFrancis

I know that my Redeemer lives, what comfort this sweet sentence gives. He lives, He lives who once was dead. He Lives, my ever living friend, He lives, to bless me with His love, He lives, to one day plead for me above, He lives my hungry soul to feed, He lives to bless me when I need, He lives to grant me blessings from on high, He lives to guide me with His watchful eye, He lives to comfort me when sad, He lives to make my heart glad, He lives to silence every fear, He lives to wipe away my tears, He lives to calm my troubled heart, He lives all peace to give my hurting heart. He lives, my kind, wise heavenly friend, He lives and loves me till the end, He lives and while He lives I'll sing, He lives, my prophet, priest, and king, He Lives and grants me daily breath, He lives and I shall conquer death, He lives...my home to prepare. He lives to bring me safely within His care. He lives all glory to His name, He lives, my Savior still the same, how sweet the joy this sentence gives, I know that my Redeemer lives, He lives, hallowed be His name, He lives my Savior always the same, how sweet the joy that this sentence gives. I KNOW, that MY REDEEMER Lives. Though this world may not accept what we as faithful latter days saints may say, it does not matter overall, the world shall know Christ and that He truly does live. Anyone can put this church down, but cannot deny that it is moving forward, and no one can ultimately deny that there is something about this church that is true. How wonderful that everyone can know where they came from, who they are, and their purpose here on earth. We uphold marriage and families and believe in forever, We believe that Christ stands at the head of this Church, it was never ours, it is His, We believe in personal revelation, We believe in giving to those in need, None of our church leaders get paid to do what they do, We know that there is a Heavenly Father, Jesus Christ who died for us, and a Holy spirit. No where in the bible has it ever mentioned the Trinity. It has mentioned the Celestial and Terrestial kingdoms. There is no way that an ordinary man could have written the Book of Mormon with such precise detail and within such a short amount of time, and with a third grade education. Only an ordained Prophet of the Lord could have done that. We believe that all men whether dead or alive can hear the message of the gospel. Who does that? We believe that you are saved not only by the works and life that you do and live, but also by the testimony within your heart. We believe that we have a Prophet on the earth today, in the bible there have ALWAYS been prophets, why would it suddenly change? Why would God say that we suddenly don't need one anymore? Marriage is still between a man and a woman, no life can come from same gender relationships, and there is a reason for that. How many churches have grown from 1 to 13 million within 180 years? Can it not be that this church is true? Christ has come to the America's, Christ will come again. The world is starting to slowly fall apart and when you are ready, look to us, for though the world may fall, We and many others are still built upon Christ, and He will NEVER Fall, and when He fell, it was for us, to grant us resurrection. We came from somewhere, we are here for a reason, we have a purpose, and we are going somewhere. Christ Lives, This is His Only True church upon the earth. I know that with all my mind and heart, I know. Watch, because He will come again and it will be terror for those who deliberately shun Him and ridicule His Saints, who deliberately choose wrong over right, and for those who strive everyday to stay near to Him and stand for what is right, it will be glorious beyond words. Choose ye this Day. I say these things, in the name of my brother, my Savior, my God, my Redeemer and ultimately my friend, in the sacred name of Jesus Christ, Amen. - 06/30/2008 - Emily

You, sir, tell the truth, and all those that hate you are under mind control. Read a real book, people. Joseph Smith was a fraud, a liar, a pervert. He was a human, not a prophet. The Mormon cult is sick and hurts many people. Do you think God would want that? - 07/21/2008 - Lisa S.

There are many of you that remember the temple cerimoney, do any of you remember what the punishment is for "crucifying christ afresh"? Repent of your foul works. The lord is still there to accept you. - 05/30/2008 - soulsaver

La verdad es que me dan pena ustedes y toda aquellas personas que sólamente intentan destruir la Iglesia de Jesucristo. Ni siquiera he tenido que leer esta página, sólamente con darle un vistazo pude ver que realmente no merece mi tiempo el verla, la verdad me da flojera leerla, y que pena que ustedes gasten su tiempo en este tipo de estupideces, habiendo tantas cosas que hacer..

I'm sorry for the bad experiences many people have had in the temple. I would just like to remind you all that there are different points of view to every issue. You may not like the temple and and condemn certain church practices, but there are others who truly see it as something sacred and special to them. So if you must vent about it, please don't do it on a website for everyone to see because it defiles something that is sacred to many people. I don't have a problem with your opinions, you can think what you want, but I do have a problem with the lack of respect and caring for other people you show by posting your complaints about the temple in a public forum.

Many of you may be right in your conclusions about the LDS church, but that doesn't change the fact that it hurts people to see these kinds of comments. So please have some consideration and refrain from whining about it in this manner.

CTR: Choose the Refrigerator. Haha wow. Your temple clothing diagram was hilarious too. If this was trying to be serious, then you've only proven yourself to be a laughing stock. Only an idiot or a full-blown anti-Mormon would believe such nonsense. Find something meaningful to do with your life. - 05/10/2008 - anon

Why do you all feel the need to put so much effort in spreading hatred and discontent to others? Talk about sad and meaningless lives look at yours. If their's one thing I can't stand it's an ignorant uneducated person which is exactly what you are. If the devel is the author of hate, who's persecuting us? Some day when this is all over we will know. I know where i'm going what to look forward to and that because of the temple i can be with my family forever. I can not judge but i know you can't say the same. I feel sorry for you all. - 05/06/2008 - noyb

Wow! So much hate in one place. So true that people can leave the church but they can't leave it alone. Reading this drivel is the most hilarious waste of 15 minutes I'll never get back.

Especially the "creepy temple whiners", What a bunch of FOOLS. You don't even get what it's about. It's not the handshakes and outfits. It's the bigger picture. What a bunch of morons you people are.

And the blogger is a LAW STUDENT. OMG, no doubt he's at the U. - 05/05/2008 - astonished

When I was living in Utah I attended the singles ward at BYU. At this stage of my life I was about as bored as one can get with church in general. As any of you who have attended a BYU singles ward knows, it is a combination of cookie cutter speeches from fresh off the mish TBM's and ignorant young girls who spourt a cryamony on cue and marry at the drop of a hat. In order to get through the ordeal I started bringing books to secrement. I would read a few chapters and go home feeling a good compramise had been made.

One day in a bout of guilt to save my sole (HA) I went to the bish for a temple recommend. He responded with "I see you reading books during sacrement." I, feeling that this was no big deal said "yes, but I am there aren't I." Lets just say thing escalated and I walked out about a couple of seconds before I would have strangled the man. I continued to follow my apostate ways and eventually had sex with a young girl in my ward. Right on cue the guilt struck again, that train is never late. I had a new bish at this time and decided I would try for that recommend again, with little hope of actually getting it. I went in, sat down and said point blank "I had sex." I expected all manner of calls to repentance and what not but instead got "don't take the sacrement for a couple weeks" and "lets get the recommend for you."

I couldn't believe it. Your telling me that reading books in sacrement will keep me out of the holy brainwashing booth but getting freaky with a young girl gets me two weeks of missing sacrement (I use the work missing lightly). Holy Shit! Lets just say I had a lot more sex after that, I don't really care for white bread anyway. - 04/12/2008 - proudapostate

you should not make fun of mormon standards, and things that holy - 04/01/2008 - anon

Don't you have anything better to do? Who cares if you don't like the mormons, your energy is totally being wasted and you look like a self centered pompous ninny who has to pick on people to sustain your self esteem. Ask yourself if this does any good at all - what is it worth to you or anyone who reads it, really? - 04/31/2008 - Amused and Annoyed

It was a stupid, stupid day, and a stupid, stupid Bride's Room, and a stupid, stupid ceremony, and I had a stupid, stupid dress as well as a stupid, stupid reception. Talk about stupid. - 03/04/2008 - Tahoe Girl

Inacurate and offensive. Try promoting something good rather than being disrespectful of others beliefs. It's always easy to tear apart things, especailly things we don't understand

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