Rev.Fred

Waiting for someone to come around All dressed up ready for her night Ends up ignored and hidden from the sight Mascara running down her cheeks so fair As she's letting down her long brown hair Should she forget and then ascend to that far away distant summerland Or sit her and weep and wait for a true lover's hand? Two choices so hard to make, Sit alone with everything at stake Or be ready the poison to take? Nourish the soul, this poem will not do I know not the path she shall take do you? I hope it's death for her sake Because life without love is unbearable to take.

hahaha... but did you like it?

Whenever I get in a exhausted/enraged mood I have to bust out some music. This a piece I always have to listen to....aren't these guys amazing? http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TXCjFCqE-KY

The flu vaccine changes every year because the strains that go around change. You might've been protected only for two because the strains from the one vaccine remained generally the same and you weren't exposed to the different strain until later. I think flu shots are a waste but in the healthcare field it's better to protect your patients then to risk giving the something that their immune system may not be able to handle at the time.....

When I told my grandmother she asked why I would want to turn into a cat....ummmm...WTH? When my dad finally accepted that my being Pagan wasn't a phase I was told I worship satan. My family and some devout Christian friends feel the need to constantly send emails about God and Christ though they know my position on things. I can feel the frustration of your wife wholeheartedly....

Tried to make one into a "bad spot" joke and the others are actually because I have a few curse words on me...inappropriate for the forum... Have you had any problems with your religion?

Yes but you can't see them....

I get harassed by my family about it. Out in public, people just inch away from me or give me dirty looks...nothing major. I kinda get a kick out of it when I see the looks on their faces when they read my bumper stickers or see my religious tattoos.... I really see no need to tell people about my faith unless they specifically ask otherwise I let it be. I think I've been messed with more when people mistake my faith then when I tell them. My husband and I have had a few times where we were out with our kids and people whispering that we must be mormon and when they do that we just start shouting "Outta the way, Roman Catholics coming through".

I think this is cool but I wonder if half of these kids that play these instruments are taught with some type of Suzuki method...that they are playing but they don't really "know" how to play. Props to her if that isn't the case....

Don't let it bother ya, man. I know I sounded harsh but that wasn't my intent and I know that others here won't be so quick to jump your ** like some of us because there's no way of ever knowing all of the circumstances.....

I think it's more broad than that. He shows a great fact but I see it as the world has the habit of noticing behaviors of one and classifying it into a group of people. It's not right but that's the way it goes....

I know the time factor sucks but you gotta think of it like networking for a corporate job, it's long and tedious but worth it in the end....Good Luck dude!

2 or 3. I remember being at one of the first houses we moved to when we left my birthcity. I remember my mother just leaning in as close as she could get and screaming in my face. Then I remember being at my aunt's wedding at 3.

No because 5 kids, a dog, 2 dragons, a mouse, a hedgehog, and a husband is just too darn long to list especially when names and ages are asked.

There are probably some inmate advocacy groups out in your area already. Look them up and see what they have in place and if you could get them to help you organize a list for recently released inmates. You can't do it on your own especially if you are unsure of where to start and what the legal confines are. http://definitions.uslegal.com/a/aggravated-assault/ This is the part of the conviction I am unsure of. Do you think you could copy, paste, and PM me the details you sent Robin? I tried looking up the transcripts of the case but of course you have to pay...oy....

Never heard of that. I'd assume that the cardiac arrest would've happened either way and it was just chance they were watching a horror flick at the time.

Everytime I start missing all the family and friends I've lost I think of this song. It's bittersweet. Part of me wants to cry but the other part smiles knowing there is something better beyond here. Do you have a song that does that to you? If so, what is it? If that's not too personal for you to answer....

Until it comes back up that is...

Yes. Yes they do. It's the stuff they add that make it drinkable, unless you are taking shots.

No. Can't afford to. Just volunteer instead. Sorry...

I'm so sorry you feel that way Rev. Rainbow. I personally love your open pulpit work. You have been the most understanding and neutral person I've seen, other than Q. I hope you don't feel that the majority of non-Christians think of Christians in a poor light......

Well it had such a profound affect on my life, in many ways. That morning I found out I was pregnant with my first daughter. After she was born, she wouldn't calm down so I'd take her for car rides. I'd smell my grandmother's perfume and feel her at the same time my daughter would stop crying and fall asleep. I really do think that most of life can't just be read about and have opinions formed from just reading it, it must be experienced and felt within yourself. I think that is the problem with many people of faith. They spend all this time reading instead of feeling their Higher Power and never truly gain any knowledge until the feel it for themselves. A mighty wind while looking at the valley below can shake you to the core much more powerfully and spiritually than reading a passage from a religious book, in my eyes any way.

Death, for me, is a beautiful thing. I remember watching my grandmother suffer from cancer and wishing the Universe would just take her out of pain. I remember that she ripped her feeding tubes out and asked to go home. That first night of hospice my husband and I had first watch. I remember the nurse waking me up saying my grandma had stopped breathing. I rushed to her side, held her hand, and watched her slip away. To me it was the most peaceful and beautiful thing I'd ever seen. A minute after she officially died, I saw this multi-colored tornado looking thing build up out of her chest (center and up above her breast). It was swirling faster and faster until it made me see all the auras in the room and then shot through the ceiling and the auras left with it. After that, I knew she had gone. There was so much comfort and validity of souls after that, that I can no longer question an afterlife.

I agree. Magick should only be used as a last resort and only for the benefit of all. I never understood the need to do a love spell for an ex or a sympathy magick on a boss. Seems like such a waste of a gift.

paint his nails and thump twinkle twinkle with his tail. Then all of the sudden....