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There was this boy I sent to the 'lectric chair at Huntsville Hill here a while back. My arrest and my testimony. He killt a fourteen-year-old girl. Papers said it was a crime of passion but he told m

The crime you see now, it's hard to even take its measure. It's not that I'm afraid of it. I always knew you had to be willing to die to even do this job. But, I don't want to push my chips forward an

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I have no quarrel with that description.
see, we agree
I don't get the rate of evolution thing. But sure, you've probably heard of the Butterfly Effect, the idea that say, a butterfly flapping its wings in Brazil can set off a hurricane in the Caribbean. (especially since you are an Ashton Kutcher fan)
Ashton Kurcher bugs me. But I see everyone of his movies it seemsWho was the Sci-Fi writer who wrote that book about going back in time and building a series of platforms, so you can hunt a T-rex, and a guy steps off the platform and kills a butterfly and changes everything?Good book if I remember
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Incredibleflaimingunabletocomeupwithanarguement speak
"cult-speak" is my argument. you aren't saying anything that distinguishes christianity from any other religious or cult belief, particularly in the context of this thread.you're basically just arguing from your own a priori assumption that it's true.
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Who was the Sci-Fi writer who wrote that book about going back in time and building a series of platforms, so you can hunt a T-rex, and a guy steps off the platform and kills a butterfly and changes everything?Good book if I remember
Ray Bradbury, A Sound of Thunder
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"cult-speak" is my argument. you aren't saying anything that distinguishes christianity from any other religious or cult belief, particularly in the context of this thread.you're basically just arguing from your own a priori assumption that it's true.
To save you time, how about we just assume that any post made by anyobody that doesn't toe the "There is no God" line, you will respond with the words: cultspeak.There, now you can go back to being miserable that so many people believe that this is a Christian nation and that atheist make up a smaller minority than people that believe in bigfootyour welcome
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To save you time, how about we just assume that any post made by anyobody that doesn't toe the "There is no God" line, you will respond with the words: cultspeak.
someone saying they think there is a god isn't cult-speak. someone saying they believe in christianity because the evidence indicatesthe bible is true isn't cult-speak.only inane circular babble like "god is hiding because he values faith" or "faith is in the 'Who' is the one with all the answers, not in ourown knowledge" is cult-speak. these are the exact types of statements cults use to circumvent peoples ability to reason and brainwash them.
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someone saying they think there is a god isn't cult-speak. someone saying they believe in christianity because the evidence indicatesthe bible is true isn't cult-speak.only inane circular babble like "god is hiding because he values faith" or "faith is in the 'Who' is the one with all the answers, not in ourown knowledge" is cult-speak. these are the exact types of statements cults use to circumvent peoples ability to reason and brainwash them.
Someone should have hugged you more. Then, smothered you and buried you behind the hill with the rest of the heathen kids that crossed the prophet. You have no idea that amount of faith it takes to choke the life out of another ten year old because God told a guy to tell you to do so. No idea. So, enjoy that high horse, friend, while you still can.
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Someone should have hugged you more. Then, smothered you and buried you behind the hill with the rest of the heathen kids that crossed the prophet. You have no idea that amount of faith it takes to choke the life out of another ten year old because God told a guy to tell you to do so. No idea. So, enjoy that high horse, friend, while you still can.
lol wat?
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You're next, friendo.
hey, if you wanna be weak and tell yourself you killed him for god, thats fine. whatever man. me? i know why i kill people. because i'm selfish and petty and insane. god has nothing to do with it.
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hey, if you wanna be weak and tell yourself you killed him for god, thats fine. whatever man. me? i know why i kill people. because i'm selfish and petty and insane. god has nothing to do with it.
Him? Them, man. I have no regrets, all in a days work. All seriousness, I watch Big Love and I wish church was that awesome. Forced marriages, Indian casinos, gay truck stop love, it's everything a boy could want.
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Him? Them, man. I have no regrets, all in a days work. All seriousness, I watch Big Love and I wish church was that awesome. Forced marriages, Indian casinos, gay truck stop love, it's everything a boy could want.
There was this boy I sent to the 'lectric chair at Huntsville Hill here a while back. My arrest and my testimony. He killt a fourteen-year-old girl. Papers said it was a crime of passion but he told me there wasn't any passion to it. Told me that he'd been planning to kill somebody for about as long as he could remember. Said that if they turned him out he'd do it again. Said he knew he was going to hell. "Be there in about fifteen minutes". I don't know what to make of that.
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There was this boy I sent to the 'lectric chair at Huntsville Hill here a while back. My arrest and my testimony. He killt a fourteen-year-old girl. Papers said it was a crime of passion but he told me there wasn't any passion to it. Told me that he'd been planning to kill somebody for about as long as he could remember. Said that if they turned him out he'd do it again. Said he knew he was going to hell. "Be there in about fifteen minutes". I don't know what to make of that.
I didn't do it for the money; I did it for the cars. I'd see here there,Shimmering in marina blue or gleaming in sunfire red, and I would boost her, and just blast to Palm Springs, instantly feeling better about being me.
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There was this boy I sent to the 'lectric chair at Huntsville Hill here a while back. My arrest and my testimony. He killt a fourteen-year-old girl. Papers said it was a crime of passion but he told me there wasn't any passion to it. Told me that he'd been planning to kill somebody for about as long as he could remember. Said that if they turned him out he'd do it again. Said he knew he was going to hell. "Be there in about fifteen minutes". I don't know what to make of that. I surely don't.
The crime you see now, it's hard to even take its measure. It's not that I'm afraid of it. I always knew you had to be willing to die to even do this job. But, I don't want to push my chips forward and go out and meet something I don't understand. A man would have to put his soul at hazard. He'd have to say, "O.K., I'll be part of this world."
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The crime you see now, it's hard to even take its measure. It's not that I'm afraid of it. I always knew you had to be willing to die to even do this job. But, I don't want to push my chips forward and go out and meet something I don't understand. A man would have to put his soul at hazard. He'd have to say, "O.K., I'll be part of this world."
He started down the rough wooden steps. He ducked his head and then flicked the lighter and swung the flame out over the darkness like an offering. Coldness and damp. An ungodly stench. The boy clutched at his coat. He could see part of a stone wall. Clay floor. An old mattress darkly stained. He crouched and stepped down again and held out the light. Huddled against the back wall were naked people, male and female, all trying to hide, shielding their faces with their hands. On the mattress lay a man with his legs gone to the hip and the stumps of them blackened and burnty. The smell was hideous.Jesus, he whispered.Then one by one they turned and blinked in the pitiful light. Help us, they whispered. Please help us.Christ, he said. Oh Christ.
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be careful you don't accidently watch bill maher while you're waiting for it to start
I actually watch that show, but with NSYNC's No Strings attached as the sound. It's still super gay. but at least I don't want to kill people. That's not really true, I still want to kill people.
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He started down the rough wooden steps. He ducked his head and then flicked the lighter and swung the flame out over the darkness like an offering. Coldness and damp. An ungodly stench. The boy clutched at his coat. He could see part of a stone wall. Clay floor. An old mattress darkly stained. He crouched and stepped down again and held out the light. Huddled against the back wall were naked people, male and female, all trying to hide, shielding their faces with their hands. On the mattress lay a man with his legs gone to the hip and the stumps of them blackened and burnty. The smell was hideous.Jesus, he whispered.Then one by one they turned and blinked in the pitiful light. Help us, they whispered. Please help us.Christ, he said. Oh Christ.
thats not even from the same book. DONT YOU LOOK FOOLISH.but seriously, i think 'The Road' is tied with Slaughterhouse Five as my all time favorite books. so different, yet so amazing.
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