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Ha! If you can ever read me.. good luck..

thank you friend.. :) there is no sorry here..

I'm sorry.. I just wish I had the same kind of friend.. I had, for only a brief moment.. Scary thoughts..

and to Dot.. I hope your religion does not define the friendship.. strange, I know.. sorry, I could not live with that.. scary thoughts.. but when it comes to the future, scary is what is.. where do we go from here.. :) remember Runrunner.. :)

maybe it sounds nuts.. I dunno. but yes. If one listens closely enough, what they are saying at the moment does not sound repetitive.. even though I have no idea what they are saying in cat language..

Speak in tongues? Ha. Even the cats here can do that..

anymore I don't discount the possibility of non-*me* having a real clue... even with the cats here.. sometimes they know better than the humans in the house.. we have one cat that watches the house.. no kidding. She tells us when the mail arrives, or ups shows up and leaves a package at the back door.. or if the meter reader makes his or her way through the yard.. she even tells me when the toast pops up in the morning.. this cat has more of a "connection" than most of the old "leadership" of the old ministry..

well, one can't claim said bike isn't streamlined..

Not you or anyone in particular. I just remember da vicster's admonition to set aside "carnaL" "junk" for how many months was it? Now as far as *I* am concerned. after three months of no speaking in tongues.. I had more *positive* spiritual results than before. of course one could only describe what I speak of as very subjective.. so I dares ya.. Just a thought. Have you gone three to six months without speaking in tongues?

Maybe the whole question would be.. did mr(?) wienerville have a "gift".. and how one trades it, or uses it really determines everything.. even if it were in the category of a stolen gift.. I really think.. the mere moment one puts a greasy price tag on it.. it becomes poison..

Yep, such as painting themselves into a pathetic, insignificant corner of their particular moggiehood.. "once, I commanded THOUSANDS.." and what a pathetic ending.. stiffi throws j.l. off the momentus lifeboat..

this is still my favorite.. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Qf2S7kKLtEQ&feature=related

where is your faith, brother.. personally.. I'm glad that it is bigger than little old me.. it has to be, doesn't it?

I go to church, when it invites me.. can't to be to damned arrogant or something here..

its kind of sad. The fellow really is brilliant.. too bad herr victoid got to him at one time.. and it seems he does not seem to demonize the "opposition".. maybe he learned something.. while I'm in a hundred percent agreement.. on the benefits of a representative form of government.. No matter what the venue, an empty stomach makes a poor arbitrator..

and that is a nice diagnosis Dr. Watson. maybe that is a small micro.. what is the word.. of real life here.. everybody is "screwed"..

Ralph had some regards as to you.. who are you? just a fair question.. you don't have to answer my little questions.. sowy. I think Yawwey has a few details messed up here.. So.. where do we go, from here..

what would happen.. gawd forbid. No speaking in tongues. Verboten.. for at least six months.. what would happen? scary thought for some.. really what would happen.. da almighty would be forced to go on some kind of vacation.. if my actions dictate what the Almighty has to do with his spare time.. sowy. It's scarey thoughts here.. so what really happens? I dares you. Spend three months. No speaking in tongues.. will that make you any less spiritual or something? just three stinking months..

If there is no love here.. we are all.. what is the word.. kinda "screwed".. just a thought. :)

Polarization.. it seems twi was the training grounds.. along with a lot of other second rate, insignificant groups.. No, they don't "get it".. but yes, it has been a steady march of polarization.. from da little itty bitty cult to da "big players".. kinda like trying to stand in front of a steam roller, trying to stop this s**t.. this week.. I think I met one of those who *really* have the keys to the steam roller.. and they don't seem particularly interested in running over my poor sack of bones..

"I don't really know clouds, at all.." amazing..

what a beautiful lady.. I don't know life at all.. scary thoughts.. :)

of course nothing is. Now I will listen to the music..