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Month: October 2002

Blasphemy by a Former Catholic

Posted on October 2, 2002February 25, 2022 by KZ

We’ve all heard people take the Lord’s name in vain. That kind of thing bothers some people, but it doesn’t get to me anymore. Whenever I hear somebody say “goddamnit” or mutter something like, “oh for Christ’s sake,” I’m more concerned about how that person is doing than I am about God’s feelings. God has…

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How Many Assholes Do We Got on This Ship Anyhow?

Posted on October 1, 2002February 23, 2022 by KZ

Carlos: why is this world full of assholes? Carlos: i mean everyone to an extent is an asshole Carlos: but there are people that are over the top Carlos: and you know another thing that pisses me off Carlos: what is this pray for peace? Carlos: we create the shit Kevin: we create war? Carlos:…

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Now, with a certainty which never after deserted him, he saw the planets -- the 'earths' he called them in his thought -- as mere holes or gaps in the living heaven -- excluded and rejected wastes of heavy matter and murky air, formed not by addition to, but by subtraction from, the surrounding brightness. And yet, he thought, beyond the solar system the brightness ends. Is that the real void, the real death?~C.S. LewisSource: Out of the Silent Planet
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