I’m not going to bother anymore. Obviously, many of you didn’t bother reading that long post I put up, or if you did, you clearly didn’t get anything I said.
If our own Lubavitcher sources (Tanya for one) aren’t enough, I’ve quoted a Tshuvos Mahram Shick and given the Mare Mokom.
Somebody else quoted a very “problematic” Chasam Sofer, (as some of you would call it) but that’s also not good enough. In the end of the day, no matter what explanations and Mare Mekomos we’ll give you, you will still hate us. That is a fact becoming more and more apparent on these threads. If anyone here seriously wants to know about what we believe and why, go to your local Chabad Yeshiva and find out. If you are in Lakewood, there’s a local Lubavitcher who’s a legendary Talmid Chochom, I’m sure you can speak with him. His name is HaRav Nochum Greenwald.
Alternatively, you can come visit Yeshivas Tomchei Tmimim – Morristown NJ, “Rabbinical College of America”.
I’ll summarize here one last time what I do and don’t believe:
1. There’s only one Aibershter, and it’s not the Rebbe Zy”a.
(I feel quite stupid typing this even, but some of you need to be sure I don’t believe that)
2. The Rebbe passed away on the 3rd of Tammuz 5754.
3. Just as Chassidim asked him for brochos during his life, we continue to do so after his passing by going to his Tziyun in Queens NY.
4. In my opinion, the Rebbe being Moshiach or not is a total non issue.
5. We believe that every generation has it’s leader, the “Ispashtusa Dmoshe shebchol Dara vedara. (Zohar).
6. We believe every Yid to be a Chelek Eloka MiMaal Mamosh. Given that, the Neshama Klolis of that generation has that expressed by him in a much more revealed way. Hence, “Atzmus Umehus in a guf. That applies to us too, there’s Atzmus Umehus in my guf too.
7. Debating what we believe on the Coffee Room is not a conducive way to understanding anything.
8. If you washed away the old hate some of you have for us, you’d see that much of your opposition isn’t based on Yiras Shomayim and Shulchan Aruch, but merely plain old hate.