Could you forgive a god that created whole worlds in his head? Or are you just too human to forgive anyone not even yourself? Could you forgive a god that said lets make man in our image? Or are you like so many who cross the great line of scrimmage? God created so many things and each time he said it is good. But then he created Adam and then he was to be misunderstood. Maybe if he would have said it is good but does it matter? Maybe it takes a god to forgive a god; Such silly chatter. Maybe he should of made gods instead of humans; go figure. Where is the white out when you need it; Just reconfigure. I will set my bow in the clouds to remember my promise. I will make it big and round and hard for them to miss. Jesus, I said I was sorry; Whats up with these people? Its OK, God; I will just destroy their silly steeple. But I tried that with the tower of babble; Its a given. Its OK, God; I'll die for you then you will be forgiven.
Monte Python's version of the Spanish Inquistion, again, huh, lol? I also like Bill Cosby's version of Noah and the Ark. Noah, I want you to build an Ark. What's an Ark? Well, it is a big boat. What if I don't want to build an Ark? Noah how long can you tread water, lol?
I would like to see mother nature president. I could just see it. A special interest group would come up with a lot of money and power trying to persuade her from what she knows is right. Zap. Its not nice to try to fool mother nature, lol.
The times that we had; Just us two. Disappointments shared; We were blue. The dawn breaks; The nights we had. We fought, yes; But was it all bad? We shared tender moments; I can see. You could see, too; If you were free. But you are a statue made of stone. You'll never be human; Just alone. You're made of harder stuff than me. Eyes that glare; Staring at the sea. I hope that you find what you seek. I am talking to you; You never speak. Ice maiden; Freeze hell over, too. You're so calm; Nothing touches, You. But humans are made of bone and flesh. You were human; When we were fresh. You used to be able to feel emotions. Now you just stare across the oceans. I hope your ship comes in and you go. I hope you find the one of your ego. Find comfort in the lightening skies. May the sparks put life in your eyes. I know its crazy; You admit it, too. We had our time; I still think of you
They climbed out of the garbage of what once had been civilization of fertile life and living things. All around them there was carnage and they came to the realization that love came to mean nothing. What hath God wrought said one but another said no this was man because animals have more sense. Another asked what can be done and won't this just happen, again but said one we were just dense. Slowly they filtered and looked trying to find something to save with hopelessness and uncertainty. There were smoking embers and books next to a man who had gold to wave making one snicker blur-tingly. Ashes to ashes; dust to dust; some crawled; some hobbled to get out of the great mess. We have to do what we must or we will all get gobbled; Sometimes there isn't fairness.
Welcome back to Fractal. Did you see the Pterodactyl? Tron, it was very scary. Huge and but not hairy. But those teeth, oh my. It ruled the whole sky. Ready for the Kaleidoscope? You mean there's hope? Just jump in and buckle up. I would let go of the cup. You will need both hands. It is the enchanted lands. Hell, I am game if you are. Is it near or very far? Lets see what it can do. I'm ready for something new.
In my rage I screamed at the night because it seemed like I was alone. Wrath filled and blinded my sight and it hurt to the marrow of bone. My ignorance was great and a wall that love couldn't touch my core. I hurt so many that I had to fall in the way that I chose to ignore. Love was there for me all the time but I conquered the angel of love. Many mistakes I had in my prime and I gave love a forced shove. But love was greater than myself and its wrath conquered my anger. It relieved me the burden of self for it knew I was a stranger. Daily I admit love is greater and I was just a fool to love. I wasn't strong being a hater but loves fills me from above. Love's wrath makes me feel small and it dominates all that I know. But it builds me up so I am tall; It is the sweetest wrath I know.
Oh, great of spirit of love that protects the mentally insane, widows and insects hear my fervent wish in this dark hour so that I may feel your great power. Guide my steps as I walk the trail that borders between heaven and hell so that I don't get lost in the night and be overcome with all the fright. Clutch my hand in your loving grip so I don't falter; stumble or trip on my big two left feet in this mess and give me peace as I get dressed. Help me to understand the impossible because with you I know all is possible and I am just a small part of life trying to cope with all this strife. Walk daily with me and be my friend as I try to make all of my amends ever reminded of past in pictures and so many forgotten lectures. Oh, great potter of lumped clay don't let me survive to decay cause I am a long way from death and I still draw many a breath. Thank you for all the sanctuaries that seemed like little estuaries but became like great seas of hope once your relieved me of the dope. Oh, precious father and loving mother your gift of life I still discover as I walked down a different path no longer do I need the warpath. Make me just a little Indian brave so that I can learn to behave and live in the paleface's place as I honor and love your grace. Grey Eagle and Morning Dove fill my heart with your love as I see you glide up in flight where the moon-bow touches night.
Dear Abby Normal, I was wondering if you have heard about a place called Connecting Singles? It seems to be a nice place and the people seem to be nice. I have noticed that you have never published any of the letters that I sent to you. I was wondering if they could have got lost in the mail. I realize you must get many letters and can only share part of them. I am not complaining about your column and think you do a great service. I hope you continued success with your column.
I have had friends to help me by telling me no that is just lust you are feeling or just infatuation. I am glad they told me because I had trouble telling the difference.
I had to learn the hard way not to belittle friendship. It may not be as great as love to some but I just find the term 'just friends' a misnomer. If I had a nickle for every friendship that I lost because I didn't know the difference between friendship and love I would be a rich man. I have come to respect friendship. Never really have a real friend growing up I value it today when I meet people.
Do you think that you can drive someone crazy and them drive you crazy before you actually meet them? Or or is that different than actually having a real love relationship that has to happen physically?
Welcome to the forums, Lashy. Some very caring and understanding people who don't mind helping if you need someone to share with. You certainly are talented writer and express well.
Your face is so oval and flawless. Your hair flows all the way down. You're cuter than Lucy Lawless. I could imagine you in a gown. You live so freakin far away. Ever thought of leaving town? Love is nice but lets play. I like that your hair is brown. Hmmm, you on a rainy day? Imagine you being around? Oh, I am just a dreaming. You couldn't be that real. I could have you screaming. I wonder how you would feel. How nice you'd be to touch. It could be a nice deal. Especially if we'd go dutch.
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