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Edited by CAPO 9: 12/22/2014 3:18:51 AM
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The Good News

Just a message of Love and Hope to those who need it. God loves you...

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    • He can't because he's not real. Please get off the forums with your religion.

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      • Religion is mans failed attempt to make spirituality organized and understandable. By it's very nature it defies these. Good intentions fall to human nature, and all religion becomes corrupt. Truth. Meditation and willingness trumps any religion. "Books of God" are written by men, seeking to explain the unexplainable.

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      • [quote]negativity[/quote]

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        • Please.

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          • Ladies and gentlemen, I feel that this award was not made to me as a man, but to my work - a life's work in the agony and sweat of the human spirit, not for glory and least of all for profit, but to create out of the materials of the human spirit something which did not exist before. So this award is only mine in trust. It will not be difficult to find a dedication for the money part of it commensurate with the purpose and significance of its origin. But I would like to do the same with the acclaim too, by using this moment as a pinnacle from which I might be listened to by the young men and women already dedicated to the same anguish and travail, among whom is already that one who will some day stand here where I am standing. Our tragedy today is a general and universal physical fear so long sustained by now that we can even bear it. There are no longer problems of the spirit. There is only the question: When will I be blown up? Because of this, the young man or woman writing today has forgotten the problems of the human heart in conflict with itself which alone can make good writing because only that is worth writing about, worth the agony and the sweat. He must learn them again. He must teach himself that the basest of all things is to be afraid; and, teaching himself that, forget it forever, leaving no room in his workshop for anything but the old verities and truths of the heart, the old universal truths lacking which any story is ephemeral and doomed - love and honor and pity and pride and compassion and sacrifice. Until he does so, he labors under a curse. He writes not of love but of lust, of defeats in which nobody loses anything of value, of victories without hope and, worst of all, without pity or compassion. His griefs grieve on no universal bones, leaving no scars. He writes not of the heart but of the glands. Until he relearns these things, he will write as though he stood among and watched the end of man. I decline to accept the end of man. It is easy enough to say that man is immortal simply because he will endure: that when the last dingdong of doom has clanged and faded from the last worthless rock hanging tidelessin the last red and dying evening, that even then there will still be one more sound: that of his puny inexhaustible voice, still talking. I refuse to accept this. I believe that man will not merely endure: he will prevail. He is immortal, not because he alone among creatures has an inexhaustible voice, but because he has a soul, a spirit capable of compassion and sacrifice and endurance. The poet's, the writer's, duty is to write about these things. It is his privilege to help man endure by lifting his heart, by reminding him of the courage and honor and hope and pride and compassion and pity and sacrifice which have been the glory of his past. The poet's voice need not merely be the record of man, it can be one of the props, the pillars to help him endure and prevail.

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          • [quote]... God wants voodoo God wants shrines God wants law God wants organised crime God wants crusade God wants jihad God wants good God wants bad What God wants God gets[/quote]

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            • Please just stop with the religious posts

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              • Edited by HNTR_77: 12/22/2014 4:41:32 AM
                This is what your message feels like. If you want to share love and hope, just be a friendly person. Merry Christmas.

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                • Of the third, but not of the three. A cup, of a cup. A chalice, of a chalice. [i]Have you heard the Message?[/i]

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                • Just shut up already

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                • Children, we gather in the tiding war of impending destruction. The Anti-Floodian breed haunts us at our gates waiting for their prophets of fire to come. On the coming dawn of the rising of the Anti-Floodian our God, Flod and his son Floodus will give is golden armor to fight the Great War of Floodian against the heretic filth of the Desticle kind. My children, spoke the word of Flod, come into my arms and I shall empower you to fight the prophet of filth. They will fight against us with demons but we will stand our ground with the help of the Flod, Floodus, & the army of Floodgels in his almighty power. When the war is broken upon us brothers and sisters we will be ready to fight this heracy and push back the Desticle Prophet even before he can even reach our holy gates with his demonic filth. Now, speaks Flod, my children, let us bring the war of Filth against holy Flood to them! And we shall win this prophecy for the generations of Floodians to come, so that they will pass the victory to their children's children! Old Times Floodian 2:50, 7:6

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                • Interesting.

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