Talking is not enough; words don't clarify anything. I'll have to hit upon something, but what?
Too many temples where we could worship the beast.
You were bred for humanity and sold to society. One day you'll wake up in the present day, a million generations removed from the expectations of being who you really want to be.
My words are a whisper, your deafness a shout.
All sorts of dung and compost contain some matter which, when mixed with the soil, ferments therein; and by such ferment dissolves, crumbles, and divides the earth very much. This is the chief and almost only use of dung. . . . This proves, that its (manure) use is not to nourish, but to dissolve, i. e. , divide the terrestrial matter, which affords nourishment to the Mouths of vegetable roots. His underestimate of the value of manure.
How can you laugh when your mother's hungry? How can you smile when the reasons for smiling are wrong?
Jump up, look around, find yourself some fun. No sense in sitting there hating everyone.
I listen to some of you guys out there, hyper-reformed boys, you're concerned if you preach the gospel to the wrong person, the wrong person might get saved. So you don't want to preach it too good, 'well wait a minute, I don't think you should've been getting saved, I'm not sure you're in the group. ' What do you mean in the group! If you breath you're in the group! If you have ears to hear you're in the group! And if you choose not to respond it's your own fault, not God's.
The issue is privacy. Why is the decision by a woman to sleep with a man she has just met in a bar a private one, and the decision to sleep with the same man for $100 subject to criminal penalties?
. . . most mothers kiss and scold together.
Let go of this world and take hold of God with both hands.