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Post by Z on Jul 25, 2006 16:14:55 GMT -5
Hey Guys. Here is will I will post little tidbits that will give you something to think about. Granted most of the sayings and such are not mine; i have taken them from various sources. I will tell you where i got them from on request. Enjoy!
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Post by Z on Jul 25, 2006 16:16:57 GMT -5
In the land of the free So many are living in chains All around us is fear We push and we pull In ourlongings for love Here in the home of the brave But in the real world right now You're weary you're weak from the fight Hope is calling out loud Your freedom is waiting Run into the light Leaving the darkness behind
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Post by Z on Jul 25, 2006 16:18:54 GMT -5
The eyes of the world are watching you They are searching for someone to follow Will you lead or just stand in the shadows? Will you show them a reason to believe?
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Post by Courtney Solo on Jul 26, 2006 20:31:31 GMT -5
Wow, I like these quotes/sayings/poems/stuff. They're deep, they're cool. I wanna print 'em out, can't, printer's broken. That's life. Hate it. Love it.
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Post by Z on Jul 27, 2006 14:26:26 GMT -5
many thanks
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Post by Courtney Solo on Jul 27, 2006 16:46:32 GMT -5
Did you write 'em?
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Post by Z on Jul 28, 2006 9:59:19 GMT -5
read the top
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Post by Z on Jul 28, 2006 10:00:34 GMT -5
i do not support this kind of thinking but i saw this on a bumper sticker.
Why do we kill people who kill people to show that killing people is wrong?
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Post by Z on Jul 28, 2006 15:13:30 GMT -5
When it comes it livin' we've only got one life when it comes to dyin' it's just a matter of time but everyone's got a choice to make a difference in life are you gonna take a stand for what's right When it comes your time
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Post by Courtney Solo on Jul 28, 2006 16:00:59 GMT -5
I LOVE THIS LATEST ONE!!!!
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Post by Z on Jul 28, 2006 18:40:29 GMT -5
I Want to Be a Man That You Would Write About Oh a Thousand Years From Now That They Could Read About Your Servant of Choice in Whom You Found Favor A Man Who Heard Your Voice
Generations Away It Is My Prayer That They Will Look Back and Say “Oh to Have That Kind of Faith And Love. What a Solid Man of God He Was”
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Post by Z on Jul 28, 2006 18:40:57 GMT -5
by the way none of these are my works. They are all quotes.
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Post by Z on Jul 28, 2006 18:42:13 GMT -5
I won’t bend and I won’t break I won’t water down my faith I won’t compromise in a world of desperation What has been I cannot change But for tomorrow and today I must be a light for future generations
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Post by The Viper on Aug 1, 2006 17:42:02 GMT -5
Did you write 'em? did you read them!?!
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Post by Z on Aug 2, 2006 9:44:53 GMT -5
who are you asking?
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Post by Courtney Solo on Aug 7, 2006 13:33:02 GMT -5
Me.
I read them, and I like them. So, HA, Nathaniel. You're just jealous because you read slower than a bantha poos. ;D
That's disgusting, let's change it to: "slower than my dad". ;D
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Post by The Viper on Aug 9, 2006 15:18:35 GMT -5
no i said that cause i know you court and because of the Q you asked
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Post by Dorian Ravencroft on Aug 11, 2006 13:41:35 GMT -5
I don't totally belive this postion but it is very interesting to think about!
OINOS. Pardon, Agathos, the weakness of a spirit new-fledged with immortality! AGATHOS. You have spoken nothing, my Oinos, for which pardon is to be demanded. Not even here is knowledge thing of intuition. For wisdom, ask of the angels freely, that it may be given! OINOS. But in this existence, I dreamed that I should be at once cognizant of all things, and thus at once be happy in being cognizant of all. AGATHOS. Ah, not in knowledge is happiness, but in the acquisition of knowledge! In for ever knowing, we are for ever blessed; but to know all were the curse of a fiend. OINOS. But does not The Most High know all? AGATHOS. That (since he is The Most Happy) must be still the one thing unknown even to Him. OINOS. But, since we grow hourly in knowledge, must not at last all things be known? AGATHOS. Look down into the abysmal distances!- attempt to force the gaze down the multitudinous vistas of the stars, as we sweep slowly through them thus- and thus- and thus! Even the spiritual vision, is it not at all points arrested by the continuous golden walls of the universe?- the walls of the myriads of the shining bodies that mere number has appeared to blend into unity? OINOS. I clearly perceive that the infinity of matter is no dream. AGATHOS. There are no dreams in Aidenn- but it is here whispered that, of this infinity of matter, the sole purpose is to afford infinite springs, at which the soul may allay the thirst to know, which is for ever unquenchable within it- since to quench it, would be to extinguish the soul's self. Question me then, my Oinos, freely and without fear. Come! we will leave to the left the loud harmony of the Pleiades, and swoop outward from the throne into the starry meadows beyond Orion, where, for pansies and violets, and heart's- ease, are the beds of the triplicate and triple- tinted suns. OINOS. And now, Agathos, as we proceed, instruct me!- speak to me in the earth's familiar tones. I understand not what you hinted to me, just now, of the modes or of the method of what, during mortality, we were accustomed to call Creation. Do you mean to say that the Creator is not God? AGATHOS. I mean to say that the Deity does not create. OINOS. Explain. AGATHOS. In the beginning only, he created. The seeming creatures which are now, throughout the universe, so perpetually springing into being, can only be considered as the mediate or indirect, not as the direct or immediate results of the Divine creative power. OINOS. Among men, my Agathos, this idea would be considered heretical in the extreme. AGATHOS. Among angels, my Oinos, it is seen to be simply true. OINOS. I can comprehend you thus far- that certain operations of what we term Nature, or the natural laws, will, under certain conditions, give rise to that which has all the appearance of creation. Shortly before the final overthrow of the earth, there were, I well remember, many very successful experiments in what some philosophers were weak enough to denominate the creation of animalculae. AGATHOS. The cases of which you speak were, in fact, instances of the secondary creation- and of the only species of creation which has ever been, since the first word spoke into existence the first law. OINOS. Are not the starry worlds that, from the abyss of nonentity, burst hourly forth into the heavens- are not these stars, Agathos, the immediate handiwork of the King? AGATHOS. Let me endeavor, my Oinos, to lead you, step by step, to the conception I intend. You are well aware that, as no thought can perish, so no act is without infinite result. We moved our hands, for example, when we were dwellers on the earth, and, in so doing, gave vibration to the atmosphere which engirdled it. This vibration was indefinitely extended, till it gave impulse to every particle of the earth's air, which thenceforward, and for ever, was actuated by the one movement of the hand. This fact the mathematicians of our globe well knew. They made the special effects, indeed, wrought in the fluid by special impulses, the subject of exact calculation- so that it became easy to determine in what precise period an impulse of given extent would engirdle the orb, and impress (for ever) every atom of the atmosphere circumambient. Retrograding, they found no difficulty, from a given effect, under given conditions, in determining the value of the original impulse. Now the mathematicians who saw that the results of any given impulse were absolutely endless- and who saw that a portion of these results were accurately traceable through the agency of algebraic analysis- who saw, too, the facility of the retrogradation- these men saw, at the same time, that this species of analysis itself, had within itself a capacity for indefinite progress- that there were no bounds conceivable to its advancement and applicability, except within the intellect of him who advanced or applied it. But at this point our mathematicians paused. OINOS. And why, Agathos, should they have proceeded? AGATHOS. Because there were some considerations of deep interest beyond. It was deducible from what they knew, that to a being of infinite understanding- one to whom the perfection of the algebraic analysis lay unfolded- there could be no difficulty in tracing every impulse given the air- and the ether through the air- to the remotest consequences at any even infinitely remote epoch of time. It is indeed demonstrable that every such impulse given the air, must, in the end, impress every individual thing that exists within the universe;- and the being of infinite understanding- the being whom we have imagined- might trace the remote undulations of the impulse- trace them upward and onward in their influences upon all particles of an matter- upward and onward for ever in their modifications of old forms- or, in other words, in their creation of new- until he found them reflected- unimpressive at last- back from the throne of the Godhead. And not only could such a thing do this, but at any epoch, should a given result be afforded him- should one of these numberless comets, for example, be presented to his inspection- he could have no difficulty in determining, by the analytic retrogradation, to what original impulse it was due. This power of retrogradation in its absolute fulness and perfection- this faculty of referring at all epochs, all effects to all causes- is of course the prerogative of the Deity alone- but in every variety of degree, short of the absolute perfection, is the power itself exercised by the whole host of the Angelic intelligences. OINOS. But you speak merely of impulses upon the air. AGATHOS. In speaking of the air, I referred only to the earth; but the general proposition has reference to impulses upon the ether- which, since it pervades, and alone pervades all space, is thus the great medium of creation. OINOS. Then all motion, of whatever nature, creates? AGATHOS. It must: but a true philosophy has long taught that the source of all motion is thought- and the source of all thought is- OINOS. God. AGATHOS. I have spoken to you, Oinos, as to a child of the fair Earth which lately perished- of impulses upon the atmosphere of the Earth. OINOS. You did. AGATHOS. And while I thus spoke, did there not cross your mind some thought of the physical power of words? Is not every word an impulse on the air? OINOS. But why, Agathos, do you weep- and why, oh why do your wings droop as we hover above this fair star- which is the greenest and yet most terrible of all we have encountered in our flight? Its brilliant flowers look like a fairy dream- but its fierce volcanoes like the passions of a turbulent heart. AGATHOS. They are!- they are! This wild star- it is now three centuries since, with clasped hands, and with streaming eyes, at the feet of my beloved- I spoke it- with a few passionate sentences- into birth. Its brilliant flowers are the dearest of all unfulfilled dreams, and its raging volcanoes are the passions of the most turbulent and unhallowed of hearts.
The Power of words - by Edgar Allan Poe
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Post by Z on Aug 11, 2006 17:39:59 GMT -5
My question to you blank is this: Do you agree with Agathos on his opinion of God?
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Post by Dorian Ravencroft on Aug 11, 2006 18:24:33 GMT -5
no, but his logic is somewhat well entertaining, that being the reason I posted this
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Post by Z on Aug 12, 2006 8:33:13 GMT -5
i wil agree with you on that. however i strongly dissagree with his views on God. You can ask The Viper how i react when people say stuff like that.
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Post by Dorian Ravencroft on Aug 12, 2006 8:42:01 GMT -5
As you recall I did not say it so do not harbor anything against me, how ever I really do admire E. A. poe and I do think that anyone that can make such a bad argument so good Is worth reading.
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Post by Z on Aug 12, 2006 11:33:44 GMT -5
i do not hold it against you. However i am not a fan of edgar allen poe.
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Post by Dorian Ravencroft on Aug 12, 2006 12:04:31 GMT -5
well thats to bad he's asome
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Post by Z on Aug 12, 2006 12:40:00 GMT -5
and you were critizing cassa about HER spelling and grammer!
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Post by Courtney Solo on Aug 12, 2006 12:56:40 GMT -5
Oh, no, not another brawl!!! Blank; you're grammar's bad, but nothing time and experience can't fix. Z; who are we to talk?
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Post by Z on Aug 12, 2006 12:57:37 GMT -5
i did not say mine was any better
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Post by Dorian Ravencroft on Aug 12, 2006 13:07:25 GMT -5
Umm, do you expect me to even try to use good grammar while on a star wars web site?
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Post by Z on Aug 12, 2006 13:10:57 GMT -5
well you obvisiously expected cassa to. so shouldnt you do the same?
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Post by Dorian Ravencroft on Aug 12, 2006 13:13:38 GMT -5
No, I didn't expect her to I was making fun on that comment and yet NONE GETS THAT!!!!!! I PROBALLY HAVE THE WORST GRAMMER ON HERE THAT'S WHY IT WAS A JOKE RRR RRRR RRRR RRRR RRG RRGRRRRGR RRRG!!!!!! * hyperventalates* ( YES I KNOW I SPELLED THAT WRONG)
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