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A mechanic who worked out of her home had a dog named Mace. Mace had a bad habit of eating all the grass in the mechanic's lawn, so the mechanic had to keep Mace inside. The grass eventually became overgrown.

One day the mechanic was working on a car in her backyard and dropped her wrench losing it in the tall grass. She couldn't find it for the life of her so she decided to call it a day.

That night, Mace escaped from the house and ate all the grass in the backyard. The next morning, the mechanic went outside and saw her wrench glinting in the sunlight. Realizing what had happened, she looked up to the heavens and sang out loudly, proclaiming...

"A grazing Mace, how sweet the hound that saved a wrench for me!"
 
Two guys left the bar after a long night of drinking, jumped in the
car and started it up. After a couple of minutes, an old man appeared
in the passenger window and tapped lightly. The passenger screamed,
"Look at the window. There's an old ghost's face there!" The driver
sped up, but the old man's face stayed in the window. The passenger
rolled his window down part way and, scared out of his wits, said,
"What do you want?"

The old man softly replied, "You got any tobacco?"

The passenger handed the old man a cigarette and yelled, "Step on it,"
to the driver, rolling up the window in terror.

A few minutes later they calmed down and started laughing again. The
driver said, "I don't know what happened, but don't worry; the
speedometer says we're doing 80 now." All of a sudden there was a
light tapping on the window and the old man reappeared.
"There he is again," the passenger yelled. He rolled down the window
and shakily said, "Yes?"

"Do you have a light?" the old man quietly asked. The passenger threw
a lighter out the window saying, "Step on it!"

They were driving about 100 miles an hour, trying to forget what they
had just seen and heard, when all of a sudden there came some more
tapping.

"Oh my God! He's back!" The passenger rolled down the window and
screamed in stark terror, "WHAT NOW?"

The old man gently replied, "You want some help getting out of the
mud?"
 
Now that's a godde MIR joke ... tickles my spatial side ...

Did you know from the MIR side .. earth is but a spot in space? Then how many know that mire is soil and MIR is space if you don't know everything's language ... the language of God neigh everything ... but as yet incomplete as it goes on ... the story never ends ...

Next step please ... then happily we're out of here and those affiliated wile wonder where we are ... raptured; or ripped out of the presence domain ... sort of like that Big Bang episode on the time machinations ...
 
Sort of like that blueberry dish had on the 'ille of nowhere ... the couple there lost it ... and thus the grunting and moaning off the higher slopes ... a come down time ... as Sunday Morning after a sine felt arch Saturday? It was a high time ... some missed ID and thus suspect something is missing ... why priests, monks and friars go to confession ... to hear of Beta times past ... is that β' ADDA meis ... or just an addled chaos?
 
An elderly couple had dinner at another couple's house, and after eating, the wives left the table and went into the kitchen.

The two gentlemen were talking, and one said, 'Last night we went out to a new restaurant and it was really great.. I would recommend it very highly.'

The other man said, 'What is the name of the restaurant?'

The first man thought and thought and finally said, 'What is the name of that flower you give to someone you love?

You know.... The one that's red and has thorns.'

'Do you mean a rose?'

'Yes, that's the one,' replied the man. He then turned towards the kitchen and yelled, 'Rose, what's the name of that restaurant we went to last night?'
 
How to Tell the Sex of a Fly
A woman walked into the kitchen to find her husband stalking around with a fly swatter.
"What are you doing?" She asked.
"Hunting Flies" He responded.
"Oh. Killing any?" She asked.
"Yep, 3 Males, 2 Females," he replied.

Intrigued, she asked. "How can you tell?"
He responded, "3 were on a beer can, 2 were on the phone."
 
That's like an eternal boob ... once covered by ∞ ... a small brass ear that was at another time eaten away by a nibbler of the bust allowing for α as a break out for a beginning of another's Tory to take flight!

Thus big boobs in deep space as after the loving they were folded away ... abreast of thoughts? Thus parallels in metaphors ... few see them as extended diversity ...

My late step-mother said big boobs were an advantage ... to feeding mistakes and otherwise ... a good place to rest heads ... that hurt ... from extensive stuffing ... blunder busts?
 
You just never know said:
Did you hear about the pig who lost his voice? He was very disgruntled....
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#243, did you hear the story--one with a large grain of truth behind it--about the well-known minister who had as his last name, Ripley?

He has the reputation of being a dynamic speaker. Every time he speaks to new groups--small or large, especially to any new congregation which has invited him to be their senior minister--he likes to use the opening line:

"My name is Bob Ripley, you are welcome and free to believe it, or not." This always got & gets a big laugh!

BY THE WAY, see the article, An elephant in the room', page 37, the current Observer--note the dynamism in the picture of Bob Ripley. As an Agape-theist, who believes that G O D is that which Generates, Organizes and Delivers Agape-LOVE at its best, I love having friendly dialogues with such people

Meanwhile, Ripley I suspect, must have deeply pondered what he was going to say when he eventually would let it known what he wanted to get off his mind: It was in 2014 that he eventually publicly joined the ranks of other well-known modern dissident clergy--I think of the retired Episcopalian bishop, John Shelby Spong, the author who I have often heard speak and wrote of his lack of faith in theism. Also the Rev. Gretta Vosper, who, in her well-known book, With or Without GOD, wrote about her loss of biblical and theological faith.

I wonder if any of the above theologically dissident ministers have ever offered the following "prayer-thought"?
"Now at last, I feel the need to thank 'god', I am free to be an a-theist! Believe it, or NOT!"
 
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Thus the will to have free thought about theorist with theisms ... that can't be proven because of the void that separates emotions from intellect ... an out of here concept? If there was a tear or rush in space would that create matter off of which we could bounce thoughts?

Thus the pariah of the brain ... that know nothing spot surrounded by a scull in place to allow egos or echoes of nothing ... an ethereal concept?

Of course this too is just concept (thesis) until entering the doing's state thus dunce to the brute force that would rather not unravel any myths or other odd things as ode to outer domains, spatial places for standoffish-isms? Far flung words of intellect as rejected in theory about emotions being the only way to go? O' the darkness of the heart ... can cause seizures in the wrecked AUM ...

The mind is said to be an odd thing ... that can only learn through the processing of a ludicrous myth ... all done subliminally so the physical bean won't know ... and thus intellect here is humbled and contained while out there thoughts are free and emotions are contained as angels and demons lack genitals ... this is demonstrated at the highest levels of the Cystine Chapelle ... a hoers of a different hue that it appears ... one of the four making up a fifth ... the pantograph?

Demon stratify of a story within a myth? Thus one must be lo to know wit ... and keep your head down or the authorities will believe you laughing at them ... they are so self-centred ... they couldn't believe anything below them ... ah 'ell 've a place to learn what creates soul ... loss thereof? Thus it went, or came to someone at the other end ...
 
Luce NDs said:
@RevLindsayGKing1930

Thus the will to have free thought about theorists with theisms ... that can't be proven because of the void that separates emotions from intellect ... an out of here concept? If there was a tear or rush in space would that create matter off which we could bounce thoughts?.....Thus it went, or came to someone at the other end ...
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AN ELEPHANT IN THE ROOM?--If by ROOM we mean The UCC, it is filled with elephants (divisive issues)--the issue of atheist ministers and the like

BY THE WAY, see the article, An elephant in the room', page 37, the current Observer--note the dynamism in the picture of Bob Ripley.

Me? As an Agape-theist, I am one who believes that G O D (an acronym) is that which Generates, Organizes and Delivers Agape-LOVE-- the will-based kind at its best, which eschews sentimentality. I love having friendly dialogues with open-minded and dynamic people who like to take this path.

G~O~D -- stands for the 1 (unitary principle) who Delivers: Goodness, Optimism & Delight, which like the Holy Spirit (Pneuma) IS in, through & around all things & is OUR CONTEMPORARY. Now, with rational and open minds, let us joyfully explore a new way to do theology. Check out www.unitheist.org
 
RevLindsayGKing1930 said:
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AN ELEPHANT IN THE ROOM?--If by ROOM we mean The UCC, it is filled with elephants (divisive issues)--the issue of atheist ministers and the like

BY THE WAY, see the article, An elephant in the room', page 37, the current Observer--note the dynamism in the picture of Bob Ripley.

Me? As an Agape-theist, I am one who believes that G O D (an acronym) is that which Generates, Organizes and Delivers Agape-LOVE-- the will-based kind at its best, which eschews sentimentality. I love having friendly dialogues with open-minded and dynamic people who like to take this path.

G~O~D -- stands for the 1 (unitary principle) who Delivers: Goodness, Optimism & Delight, which like the Holy Spirit (Pneuma) IS in, through & around all things & is OUR CONTEMPORARY. Now, with rational and open minds, let us joyfully explore a new way to do theology. Check out www.unitheist.org
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Reminds me of that Art*Hur guise (Bo Radley) in To Kill a Mocking Bird ... an impossible conscience as a shadow personality when all individuals must act by conventional wisdom that is institutional. It is something that isn't believed in as a mire imagination ... or an abstract which is a dark hue ... thus the appearance of black characters in such tomes like The Shack, Uncle Tom's Cabin, etc. One you face the darkness one can extract from the unseen ... a sort of hypo bolei, or hyperbole if you see the findings as upended as a well rounded surrounding that can give you a great ribbing as they assume Ephraim of structure in the corners of the earth ...

Is ignorance a great topic in such stories ... where great pictures of lack of knowledge are portrayed in story form because of Corrupt Christianity that disposes of any enlightenment beginning with Genesis and the tree of LOGOS ... modern logic that is rarely seen as useful to constitutions of great inflexibility? Creation may put all wee bits through this impossible to understand domain where all foreign things are hated ... that is things we don't know, or are not illuminated about ... a false delight?

Speak of a domain of lyres ... string plucking movements?

What's in a name? Numb in us spectres ... impossible to see without stepping out beyond one's elf into myth ... becoming familiar with the most alien things ... strangers like devilish thinks? Redaction of what we're told as truth does unravel a few fabrications ...

Exploration of the abstract zone ... a greis area? Amber greis?
 
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