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- June 28, 2008 at 6:25 pm#211139StuParticipant
Better add something remotely on-topic:
Dear God,
hope you got the letter, and…
I pray… you can make it better down here.
I don't mean a big reduction in the price of beer
but all the people that you made in your image, see
them starving on their feet 'cause they don't get
enough to eat from God,
I can't believe in you…Dear God,
sorry to disturb you, but…
I feel… that I should be heard loud and clear.
We all need a big reduction in amount of tears
and all the people that you made in your image, see
them fighting in the street 'cause they can't
make opinions meet about God,
I can't believe in you…Did you make disease, and the diamond blue?
Did you make mankind after we made you?
And the devil too!Dear God,
don't know if you noticed, but…
your name is on a lot of quotes in this book,
and us crazy humans wrote it, you should take a look,
and all the people that you made in your image
still believing that junk is true.
Well I know it ain't, and so do you, dear God,
I can't believe in
I don't believe in
I won't believe in heaven and hell.
No saints, no sinners, no devil as well.
No pearly gates, no thorny crown.
You're always letting us humans down.
The wars you bring, the babes you drown.
Those lost at sea and never found,
and it's the same the whole world 'round.
The hurt I see helps to compound that
Father, Son and Holy Ghost
is just somebody's unholy hoax,
and if you're up there you'd perceive
that my heart's here upon my sleeve.
If there's one thing I don't believe in…
it's you…
Dear God.Andy Partridge
Stuart
June 28, 2008 at 11:21 pm#211140charityParticipantPerhaps if we could dissolve God back to the substance of things he hoped for,
There then may we begin to see that men may be judged and finally responsible for every act done under the sun on the earth?
I believe that was how it was meant to be, the Earth was always only for Men, why do they mock a name, as it said, they turned and create “God”, just to be responsible for their vile acts.
And Men said Let us Make God In the Image of ManHoly Mary Mother of “
“God”
My God My God
Why have you forsaken “god”The mocked story of a life
Destroyed the truthI guess thats whats happends in the end
Flocks of sheep come each week
To bow before the most blood thirsty act to worship?All Inherit a porton of God, as Jesue said he did….Power to create…and Influence the earth from BC to AD.
charity
June 29, 2008 at 9:04 am#211141charityParticipantQuote (Stu @ June 29 2008,06:25) Better add something remotely on-topic: Dear God,
hope you got the letter, and…
I pray… you can make it better down here.
I don't mean a big reduction in the price of beer
but all the people that you made in your image, see
them starving on their feet 'cause they don't get
enough to eat from God,
I can't believe in you…Dear God,
sorry to disturb you, but…
I feel… that I should be heard loud and clear.
We all need a big reduction in amount of tears
and all the people that you made in your image, see
them fighting in the street 'cause they can't
make opinions meet about God,
I can't believe in you…Did you make disease, and the diamond blue?
Did you make mankind after we made you?
And the devil too!Dear God,
don't know if you noticed, but…
your name is on a lot of quotes in this book,
and us crazy humans wrote it, you should take a look,
and all the people that you made in your image
still believing that junk is true.
Well I know it ain't, and so do you, dear God,
I can't believe in
I don't believe in
I won't believe in heaven and hell.
No saints, no sinners, no devil as well.
No pearly gates, no thorny crown.
You're always letting us humans down.
The wars you bring, the babes you drown.
Those lost at sea and never found,
and it's the same the whole world 'round.
The hurt I see helps to compound that
Father, Son and Holy Ghost
is just somebody's unholy hoax,
and if you're up there you'd perceive
that my heart's here upon my sleeve.
If there's one thing I don't believe in…
it's you…
Dear God.Andy Partridge
Stuart
Somebody once said that there is a cure for everything if you know where to look, and certainly our ancestors looked and passed on their discoveries to the future generations with conviction.Do you wounder how our words will sound to the future generations?
The words of our bible are over 2000 years old, and they don’t get changed to often on use, but yet the context and meaning of what was said may alter, as the likes of this.This little rhyme that seems to have a Christian touch and brand to it, yet also very superstitious start for the life a child.
The inercent baby's fate and fortune, is always in the parents hands, and is in attutude more than voiced,
people can believe anything, that helps them decide?Monday’s child is fair of Face
Tuesday’s child is full of grace
Wednesday’s child is full of woe,
Thursdays child has far to go
Fridays child is loving and giving
Saturday’s child works hard for its living
And a child that’s born on the Sabbath day
Is fair and wise and good and Gay.Superstitons seem to govern our lives, and nearly always predict the future, and when frequently quoted in rhymes,
as they live form decade to deacadetake care stuart
June 29, 2008 at 10:52 pm#211142charityParticipantA Prayer for the Children… by Ina J.
HughesWe pray for the children
who put chocolate fingers everywhere, who like to be tickled,
who stomp in puddles and ruin their new pants, who sneak Popsicles before supper,
who erase holes in math workbooks, who can never find their shoes.We pray for children
who bring us sticky kisses and fistfuls of dandelions, who sleep with the dog and bury goldfish,
who give hugs in a hurry and forget their lunch money, who cover themselves with Band-Aids and sing off-key,
who squeeze toothpaste all over the sink, who slurp their soup.And we pray for those
who never get dessert, who watch their parents watch them die,
who have no safe blanket to drag behind, who can’t find any bread to steal,
who don’t have any rooms to clean up, whose pictures aren’t on anybody’s dresser, whose monsters are real.We pray for children
who spend all their allowance before Tuesday,
who throw tantrums in the grocery store and pick at their food,
who like ghost stories, who shove dirty clothes under the bed,
who never rinse out the tub, who get visits from the tooth fairy,
who don't like to be kissed in front of the school,
who squirm in church or temple or mosque and scream in the phone,
whose tears we sometimes laugh at and whose smiles can make us cry.And we pray for those
whose nightmares come in the daytime, who will eat anything, who aren't spoiled by anybody,
who go to bed hungry and cry themselves to sleep, who live and move, but have no being.We pray for children who want to be carried, and for those who must.
For those we never give up on, and for those who never get a chance.
For those we smother with our love, and for those who will grab the hand of anybody
kind enough to offer it.July 1, 2008 at 2:56 am#211143lineonParticipantHumanitarian Stand off
Who are you lieing too?
To the world?
Too yourself?
You tell us the earth is moving on
We are leaping into the future
We know everything about anything—-
While you are standing on my brothers head
While you are abusing my sister
While you are slautering my babies
The old folk you leave standing on their heads.You dogs of war
My earth you have slautered
You have ryped my trees
My riviers you have poisoned
My insects, my fish, my animals,
My birds you have decimated.
You dogs of war you touch all
My sky, my clouds,
My air you stain while you breath
Your foul breath is not welcome here, just for some.Who is your God?
You have no God.
You wear your unbelief on your forehead
Your pride, your arrogance,
Your faults— you have none.
You dogs of war what can you blame?
My belief you will blame
LORD is His name.
My Lord is your belief
Whom you hate.Lineon
July 1, 2008 at 5:31 am#211144Not3in1ParticipantCharity – you're killing me!
That Prayer for Children was haunting…..July 1, 2008 at 6:27 am#211145charityParticipantQuote (Not3in1 @ July 01 2008,17:31) Charity – you're killing me!
That Prayer for Children was haunting…..
sorry my friend…are you okay?July 1, 2008 at 6:37 am#211146Not3in1ParticipantQuote (charity @ July 01 2008,18:27) Quote (Not3in1 @ July 01 2008,17:31) Charity – you're killing me!
That Prayer for Children was haunting…..
sorry my friend…are you okay?
Oh, sure. It's just parts of the prayer were so very sad. I could just see these little children in need of love and protection. I guess the mother in me was aching for them! Bring them all to my house!July 1, 2008 at 6:39 am#211147IreneParticipantQuote (charity @ June 30 2008,10:52) A Prayer for the Children… by Ina J.
HughesWe pray for the children
who put chocolate fingers everywhere, who like to be tickled,
who stomp in puddles and ruin their new pants, who sneak Popsicles before supper,
who erase holes in math workbooks, who can never find their shoes.We pray for children
who bring us sticky kisses and fistfuls of dandelions, who sleep with the dog and bury goldfish,
who give hugs in a hurry and forget their lunch money, who cover themselves with Band-Aids and sing off-key,
who squeeze toothpaste all over the sink, who slurp their soup.And we pray for those
who never get dessert, who watch their parents watch them die,
who have no safe blanket to drag behind, who can’t find any bread to steal,
who don’t have any rooms to clean up, whose pictures aren’t on anybody’s dresser, whose monsters are real.We pray for children
who spend all their allowance before Tuesday,
who throw tantrums in the grocery store and pick at their food,
who like ghost stories, who shove dirty clothes under the bed,
who never rinse out the tub, who get visits from the tooth fairy,
who don't like to be kissed in front of the school,
who squirm in church or temple or mosque and scream in the phone,
whose tears we sometimes laugh at and whose smiles can make us cry.And we pray for those
whose nightmares come in the daytime, who will eat anything, who aren't spoiled by anybody,
who go to bed hungry and cry themselves to sleep, who live and move, but have no being.We pray for children who want to be carried, and for those who must.
For those we never give up on, and for those who never get a chance.
For those we smother with our love, and for those who will grab the hand of anybody
kind enough to offer it.
Charity I will pray for all children, especially those that are in War stricken countries, they suffer. And what for. So very sad.
IreneJuly 1, 2008 at 9:03 am#211148StuParticipantQuote (lineon @ July 01 2008,14:56) Humanitarian Stand off Who are you lieing too?
To the world?
Too yourself?
You tell us the earth is moving on
We are leaping into the future
We know everything about anything—-
While you are standing on my brothers head
While you are abusing my sister
While you are slautering my babies
The old folk you leave standing on their heads.You dogs of war
My earth you have slautered
You have ryped my trees
My riviers you have poisoned
My insects, my fish, my animals,
My birds you have decimated.
You dogs of war you touch all
My sky, my clouds,
My air you stain while you breath
Your foul breath is not welcome here, just for some.Who is your God?
You have no God.
You wear your unbelief on your forehead
Your pride, your arrogance,
Your faults— you have none.
You dogs of war what can you blame?
My belief you will blame
LORD is His name.
My Lord is your belief
Whom you hate.Lineon
For whose benefit is this rant?Stuart
July 1, 2008 at 11:02 am#211149lineonParticipantQuote (Stu @ July 01 2008,11:03) Quote (lineon @ July 01 2008,14:56) Humanitarian Stand off Who are you lieing too?
To the world?
Too yourself?
You tell us the earth is moving on
We are leaping into the future
We know everything about anything—-
While you are standing on my brothers head
While you are abusing my sister
While you are slautering my babies
The old folk you leave standing on their heads.You dogs of war
My earth you have slautered
You have ryped my trees
My riviers you have poisoned
My insects, my fish, my animals,
My birds you have decimated.
You dogs of war you touch all
My sky, my clouds,
My air you stain while you breath
Your foul breath is not welcome here, just for some.Who is your God?
You have no God.
You wear your unbelief on your forehead
Your pride, your arrogance,
Your faults— you have none.
You dogs of war what can you blame?
My belief you will blame
LORD is His name.
My Lord is your belief
Whom you hate.Lineon
For whose benefit is this rant?Stuart
You did not read this rant
Otherwise you would know.Lineon
July 2, 2008 at 4:13 am#211150lineonParticipantO! wondrous God
Whom your Church delights in
With Whom they seek shelter.
Your Strenght is universal
Your Love is everywhere.
Your flock is small
Yet we will endure and wait for you.
With a living Law that shows us sin
And a Holy Spirit that grants us strength.'Hold onto My call, I do not call in vain
For a wondrous universe is waiting
For My creation.'
'I call for you, for you are My children
Adam of old he was the start
Jesus is the begining and end of the Church.'
'You will endure for this is your calling.
A test for your endurance,
Do not grow in shallow soil, but in fertile ground.'Lineon
July 2, 2008 at 4:19 am#211151lineonParticipantHi Charity
I smiled and I smiled and smiled and smiled.
That cat!
Lineon
July 2, 2008 at 4:42 am#211152charityParticipantQuote (Not3in1 @ July 01 2008,18:37) Quote (charity @ July 01 2008,18:27) Quote (Not3in1 @ July 01 2008,17:31) Charity – you're killing me!
That Prayer for Children was haunting…..
sorry my friend…are you okay?
Oh, sure. It's just parts of the prayer were so very sad. I could just see these little children in need of love and protection. I guess the mother in me was aching for them! Bring them all to my house!
Yep me too, the youth are the future!
OH the patience, the pain as they fall and stand,
Mom ALWAYS TELLS THEM HOW CLEVER THEY ARE!
They don't want you see where they really are, so as long as they are growing and learning from everything happening, all is okay?GROWTH is always connected to pain, that’s natural, not a punishment, as we have been often lead to believe as children supposedly need to suffer, the Acton of discipline is grossly twisted and looks more like revenge, justified and sealed as righteous?? “sigh” and of coarse we have the 80 kilo 3 year olds running around the earth, mentally un developed, creating more children, while still trying to receive the.. its okay to be who you are, and you don’t have to control everything around you to be happy development. Stages of personal happiness.
charity
July 2, 2008 at 4:49 am#211153charityParticipantQuote (lineon @ July 02 2008,16:19) Hi Charity I smiled and I smiled and smiled and smiled.
That cat!
Lineon
Hi LO
yer me too, OH the courage to keep walking,
the focus OF not to just run FOR YOUR LIFE
I tell you my dog, wont be stoped, she would be after that cat……never could train her!!!, she has a will of her own, and its free choice….she has taught me the greatest things, she is cute and her paws will hardly touch the ground all at once,… when she plays.July 2, 2008 at 9:50 am#211154StuParticipantQuote (lineon @ July 01 2008,23:02) You did not read this rant
Otherwise you would know.Lineon
Why would I have asked if I had not read it?Stuart
July 2, 2008 at 12:06 pm#211155lineonParticipantQuote (Stu @ July 02 2008,11:50) Quote (lineon @ July 01 2008,23:02) You did not read this rant
Otherwise you would know.Lineon
Why would I have asked if I had not read it?Stuart
Then you must know the answer.Lineon
July 3, 2008 at 2:09 am#211156lineonParticipantThe curtain is drawn
The signs are beginning to appear on the wall
Of what is dead and what is left
And of what is still to be born.The lightning cracks
The thunder-booms roll in the sky
Into a meaningless sound
The rain pours
The wind howls
Trees and flowers
Heave and bend to the motion
Birds collide head long with the water
In a panic stricken flight they seek shelter
Desert animals do not stir
They stand and savor this elusive liquid
Their joy blossoms when all has ended.We are in this desert
Savoring our Lords Water.Lineon
July 3, 2008 at 6:32 am#211157charityParticipantGitanjali – Song Offerings by Rabindranath Tagore
15
I am here to sing thee songs, In
this hall of thine I have a corner
seat.
In thy world I have no work
to do; my useless life can only
break out in tunes without a
purpose.
When the hour strikes for
thy silent worship at the dark
temple of midnight, command
me, my master, to stand before
thee to sing.
When in the morning air the
golden harp is tuned, honour me,
commanding my presence.July 3, 2008 at 12:10 pm#211158StuParticipantQuote (lineon @ July 03 2008,00:06) Quote (Stu @ July 02 2008,11:50) Quote (lineon @ July 01 2008,23:02) You did not read this rant
Otherwise you would know.Lineon
Why would I have asked if I had not read it?Stuart
Then you must know the answer.Lineon
No.Stuart
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