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Yup. :(

Cynic --- :D

Ha!! Good one! :D What 5 words are you not likely to hear?? *That's the banjo-picker's Porshe!* :)

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Woops -- mea culpa. Now it does. :)

Mooney -- your link doesn't work. :(

Digi ~~~ here is one for you. (is that White Dove interferring???) :D

Thanks. I shall do so. :)

Pay Homage to THE!!

I wish I had a choice like that in front of me!! :D

Rocky Mountain Byeeee ~~~~~

Hmmmm. Jesus said it slept. Who am I to believe?? You, or Him??

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Oprah is an opportunist, plain and simple. With a syndicated show like hers, she can say or do anything with impunity. Though maybe not without immunity. Doesn't make her right -- and as a matter of fact ~~~~ It makes her suspect!! Who bought her off to promote the books she does??? She got conned big time for the *Million Pieces* book. Oprah hasn't a clue. She's in it for the money. Hmmmmm. Wonder if she took lessons from docvic??? Naw ---- she's got a bigger audience than he had.

I agree with Galen. :)

And then there is WORD ORIGINS That is a neat site!! :)

http://www.greatlakespilotpreview.com/

Given the fact that docvic stole so much from other accredited folks, over all the years, passing it off as his own research ~~~ I had no problem seeing the *baby* when I tossed out the bathwater. :) (What's going down YOUR drain?)

And ~~~~~ Yup. Exactly. There's musical compositions that use dissonance heavily, and then *make up for it* by using less dissonant chords, notes, etc. Even thought the less abrasive chords help it *sound better*, they are still abrasive -- grating on the senses. If we could compare this to *evil*, or *mind control*, the parallels are identical. Like a bad composition, twi feeds it's *flock* with dissonant BS, then tempers that with less abrasive BS, then offers bigger and more abrasive BS, then tempers it with a little stronger (less abrasive BS), ad nauseum. Kinda like turning up the heat on a frog in a pail of water. Heat goes up gradually, and before he knows it ~~~ he's boiled, toast, dead meat. Same with twi and their MO (mode (of) operation -- not YOU MO) :) They start out *simple*, then get more complex. Tempering the really bad, with that that is *less* bad. In the end -- it's still all bad ~~~ and before ya know it, yer boiled, toast, dead meat. Orderly disorder says it all. <_<

Being mad at someone Is recognizing their *inconsistencies* Hating them ~~~ recognizes my own. :)

We're coming to take THE away haha hoho hehe --- NOT!!! :D

How can we let THE 205 pages slip into oblivion?? THE

Hiya Joji. :) Enjoy your week there. (DANG!! ~~ fer a minute there, I thought you were speaking in tongues and interpreting!)

Here's another good one ~~~ One Wish A man was walking along the beach in California one day, thinking to himself and doing his best to sort out his life and pray for happiness. He stopped and looked up to the sky, looking for a sign of his faith, and said, "Oh Lord, if you are there... please grant me one wish." Suddenly there was a crack of lightning in the sky and in a booming voice echoed from above, saying, "Man, you have done your best to be faithful, though you have not always succeeded. I will grant your prayer and offer you one wish." The man looked out over the ocean, thought it over for a moment, and said, "I wish for you to build a bridge all the way to Hawaii, so I can drive over anytime I want to." The voice boomed, "Think of what this would entail! The millions of tons of concrete and steel, the depths of the Pacific to build on... such a materialistic wish! I can certainly do it, as anything is in my power, but it would be better for your soul to put aside this desire for worldly things. Pray for a moment and think of another wish, a wish that would honor and glorify me." The man sat down on the sand and thought about it. Finally he gazed upward and said, "Oh Lord, I have been married and divorced five times. I did not understand any of my wives, and every one said I was insensitive and ignorant..." "Lord," he continued. "My wish is to understand women, to know how they feel, what they think, why they laugh and cry, and how I can truly make them happy." The man looked up at the sky, awaiting his answer. There was a minute of absolute silence... then another... and another. Finally, the voice boomed, "You want two lanes or four on that bridge?"