Ham

well. a friend of the devil is a friend of mine..

why do *we* even CARE what vp said? and why is it he only "manifested" fruit of da spirit(?) only when he was in front of a damned CAMERA? Just a thought. Despite the turmoil, the confusion, the craziness in this life, somehow.. maybe it's just because I'm nuts. Maybe that's it.. I can live with that.. despite the utter tons of .... I have to deal with.. I can always look at the little bit of light I have and have some peace.. others, and I think da victoid was among them, don't have that luxury.. I disagree. entirely.. *some of us* have the capacity to set our animal instincts aside, for a few moments..

I issue da "speak in (non) tongues challenge". no kidding. Try going.. a week. No tongues. Consciously. Nada.. zilch.. and see if the world goes to hell in a handbasket.. devils run amok.. "sonship" is challenged.. "god" gets ....ed off.. prayers turned down like yesterday's doughnuts.. or cheap stale cheeseburgers..

Wretched? In this life? As good as it gets? Speak for yourself.. that might explain a lot here however..

this semester.. I chose an independent study.. Globally I'm "screwed".. at this point who cares..

so what is "it"? might I say.. neither of my kids are into my old, chosen religion.. past religion, present, or future.. the new religion has a conscience.. it's what is the word.. "involved". wherever, or whatever that is.. service. world service.. if you haven't noticed.. that's where what's the word.. the victoid had a word for the roman catholics.. what was it.. but no, they've reached out to the world. Then there is the other version my other daughter embraced.. as "right wing" or whatever you could label them.. they absolutely CARE whether a pregnant lady in some other part of the world, has a diet with nutritional enough food, and supplements enough to supply enough vitamin A and D in their diet.. that was the best "Christmas card" I could have received.. I don't know if anyone else got one of these.. that they CARED..

the gods have been petitioned.. to declare this day a national holiday.. yes, it happened here. Not one single threatened snowflake graced the ground with its presence.. and the president of the college has declared: a SNOW DAY.. there are no coincidences here.. *ahem*. last year, da president had me drive through about 9 and a half inches of snow.. to impart albegraic wisdom, to those who chose to arrive at da pinnacle of knowledge.. Yeah.. this is a holiday.. what I HAD figured.. I would have been in front of a KIA sephia.. with my little shovel, plowing Michigan route 20 for over twenty miles, to be able to impart algebraic wisdom.. so we went to the store tonight. Have to make sure we have enough stuff.. 1. Kleenex. Yes. we now have two boxes.. 2. Milk. Yes. Check. Now a gallon and a half. A full gallon un-opened. 3. Wine. Absolutely..

So what will it be. My guess, is my fellow rodent will find serious amount of snow, fog, and slush incapable of Him even being able to discern a shadow in the misty haze.. No, it's "miraculous".. somehow, a light from heaven will shine.. and..

maybe the question.. should be, what are you trying to EXCLUDE from the term "sin".. any why? why does *extremely* bad behavior get a "pass"? "well.. it some good, sometimes.." Is that it? No, this is not an interrogation. I'm really trying to understand why it is the way you think.. maybe I'm asking for too much..

I dunno. and your "us".. who is it? It does not necessarily include "me".. who are "they"? see.. if we can define terms.. there will be far less misunderstanding here.. Isn't that what you care for?

no, I was simply trying to understand what you were including here. what are you trying to include in the terms of "sin"? how are you trying to define the word "man" in this verse? these questions are just starters..

lets try a "literal translation according to usage" here. My little children, these things write I unto you that ye sin not, and if any man (who speaks da tongues. Lo shanta..) sin (that is, rape, pillage, bully God's people perpetually, not to mention drowning himself in Drambuie) we have an advocate (court appointed attourney. He really doesn't want the job, but what the heck..) with the Father, Jesus Christ the righteous Is this what you are trying to say?

who's to say the victoid was a man, to begin with?

Maybe you could name a few of them.. asides the *few* who have a product to sell. and who are "us"?

I only see one in the picture, becoming committed, motivated..

I have no idea.. it was a snapshot in time.. The Squirrel.. has looked. really.. look at the picture. The farther you get away from herr vicster. Besides the look of da wife stabbing his heart.. the more clueless people in the picture becoming..

Do I really have to say more? Who looks "certain".. or "convinced" in this tiny snapshot of history? Not his wife.. what is really happening in this picture? what I see.. a lot of "blathering".. the wife, who knows his proclivities, is not impressed.. one of the fawning followers seems convinced.. The way I read her response.. "I know he is a piece of dang".. well, the greasespot gods will insist on "dang" instead of the reality here..

despite being displayed in a trench coat here.. this was a character, who would not be able to be able to survive in time square.. the faces of the others in the picture.. say everything to me..

no, it wasn't *me*..

I've only had that "opportunity" in my dreams.. I met the character who introduced me to da way in a dream last night.. I kept finding more and more vile crap to spit out.. at least, in the dream, it was something solid I could expel, and distance myself from..

so what is MY "defense".. this is it. I was, and am, 100 percent, totally, wrong.. do whatever you need to do with me..

somebody here will figure out the *correct* answer (and have had read Kesey's Garage Sale) no. Don't use the Mercaptan argument. We all stink. There isn't really much to be done about that.. Cmon, Mr IAM. I am trying to coach you with your defense..

Pretend.. I'm the delusional Mr. Hammerquist.. (OMG.. the parallels one could draw here.. and the similarity of the situation..) stand in front of you with a rather large softdrink bottle in hand, and you, seated.. defenseless. what kind of response do you have to "blow my mind"? don't even think of the Mercaptan argument..

that song is wonderful. I think there are some among us who can't say "the word" and be free.. It happened to me once.. I lost everything..

I'm still laughing.. for some unknown reason? A wine steward? difficulty climbing the stairs? the "unknown" problem was because the wine was in the cellar..