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I'm getting closer to it..

In the End.. you are on your own..one time or another, eventually.

what comes out of the mouth of man.. have you ever really listened? A lot of times.. it isn't the Blasphemy and such that you think it might be.. sometimes.. it is like the mourning of what you might read in the book of Job..

Yeah! This beauty was only driven to a doctrinal anomaly in Ugoslavia. Only one owner.. not contaminated by more than One God.. Oh. How many Gods do you think there are.. more for sale, at a little known bookstore, at a little known corner, in technically not even New Knoxville. Auglaise county. someplace, somewhere.. Mr. Johniam.. I'm glad you are happy and satisfied.. God Bless you friend..

Could it be that ex and current wayers are attracted to "nuttiness" was because the vicster was so successful in selling it? Ignoring doctrinal anomalies.. where else were you just SOOOOOO excited to learn.. the original sin was masterbation. No.. that is pure nuttiness. Doesn't fit doctrine. So excited to learn that the massacre in Guyana was not led by a religious nutcase, but by our own government.. that Noah was castrated by his very own son, and that the churches don't want us to know the truth about all of this.. oh. The Republic was supposed to be invaded in 1976, and constitutional rights erased.. then another takeover in was it 1982? Then, the Pope was supposed to be purchasing an air craft carrier, boarding, and initiating a new inquisition in the U.S.. Are people really that gullible, addicted to one conspiracy theory after another? It would be far cheaper to buy a news stand conspiracy rag for a couple bucks and agree with it. vic should have been a used car salesman. I think there is almost a sexual, or addictive component here. When it came to conspiracy theories and vic: nobody does it better.. not even Beck. The rest of them just seem to turn out being screaming, sobbing lunatics.

Wasted time? Not entirely.. I'd have to throw away two children along with three grandchildren to call it wasted time.. what about you? Maybe it is unrecoverable time.. gone past. Maybe it is time to *really* grow up and DO SOMETHING. Anything.. what? Perhaps it depends on the individual.. I'd say what I did if you are really interested.

I dunno. It's like bees in your head, you can't explain them, but there they are.. sowy.

sixty is pretty young in today's environment.. genetic problems besides.. I've already outlasted my ancestors age by over ten years.

You don't exactly need a hook when a trail of bread crumbs suffices..one lays out the trail of "logical" steps and conclusions.. and just waits for the followers to THINK they are logically coming to the same conclusion.. We were taught about the "bait" the whole time we gagged it down.. Ideas capture men, not weapons..

Its still in your head. just have to figure out how to release it..

Maybe it is genetic.. I think the real trick to pull it off is leave a carefully laid out trail of crumbs, so to speak.. and let the marks come up with the supposed correct conclusion. It works generally well when dishonest statisticians use (greatly) truncated charts and carefully arranged numbers. I could arrange the data to the extent that one could come to the conclusion that funeral services cause car accidents. Or that lung disease causes pollution.

I can almost hear Andy Williams singing in the background.. and within eight or nine hours we will be confronted with the Moment of Truth

kind of like the old term "deadbeat". You strike it, and it does not exactly play..

And the one following the one following.. The High Heeled Boys.. are the ones who dressed themselves up for the occasion. But they offer low spark.

Well, two and a half. One got absorbed in a previous post.

I would be satisfied with a confession that *he* goes to the bathroom the same way the rest of us do.. but even that is asking too much..

Unless maybe the Horse wanted to be dead. Tired and all.. Maybe the horse was just catching up with a few Z's between shifts. No really dead, after all.. I'm trying to figure out how this works out with free vocalization.. maybe that is what I am really doing here. Moderators: I think that makes this and the past three posts on topic.

And what would be wrong with that?

This is the one. The one following, that is.. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8nn0L6055gs

Yeah. What is interesting.. the Moody blues allowed others to look through their eyes at what the person ordinarily would not be able to observe without going mad.. oh. New song.. and another will shortly follow..

I have not come to appreciate the Moody Blues until recent years..I say God Bless them, as well. Where does Timothy Leary come in in all of this.. he's in your head. Tuesday Afternoon is Perfect..

I've seen somebody walking into a party, like they are walking onto a yacht..

Carly, E. Simon.

The song isn't a song. It's a metaphor. But then she wrote about the song with a song. Then it's a song that the subject of the song can't be about. heh In a weird kind of way, I feel that is all I am allowed to say. Then there was the clue: the metaphorical non-song was not about somebody who had an "e" in their name.. heh You have to see it from a feminine point of view.. weird and practically impossible. what do you think the "song" really is? The non-subject of the song is being taunted.. I've had something like that happen to me once.. a logical side of me, laughing it's rear off..