The bible is not a history book.

[Akim]

Originally Posted by Akim [You must be logged in to view images. Log in or Register.]

Easter is derived from the Middle English word 'ester', which in turn is derived from the Old English 'eastre'. An ancient pagan goddess.

The ancient Goddess Eastre, also known as Ishtar, was really a worship of sex, and intercourse.

In the temples on the earliest Easter Sundays the ladies would come to the temple with only their Easter bonnets on.

And what animal is more famous for being in heat then the rabbit, today as the Easter Bunny.

[Bazia]

Akin my dog

[Cecily]

Originally Posted by Ephirith [You must be logged in to view images. Log in or Register.]

Meh, at least I'll be kicking it with Gandhi, Kurt Cobain, Ernest Hemingway, Albert Einstein, and pretty much every single person who wasn't a member of the single denomination that was correct-- in addition to all the indigenous and un-contacted peoples from now back to antiquity who never heard the word of Christ.

Also, if I'm to be having pineapples shoved in my butthole by Satan, I can only imagine what's in store for you in heaven at the hands of a God sadistic and manipulative enough to imbue you with an innate sense of curiosity and intellectual independencem and then punish you for it.

I'll pray for you.

[Hollywood]

Originally Posted by Mortiiss [You must be logged in to view images. Log in or Register.]

Spotlight + ad hominem. "The bible has some history, therefore it is a history book."

"Your arguments don't matter because you hate Christianity."

Stop appealing to fear.

Have you not just described existence in general?
What once was may no longer seem to be coughcarbondatingcough

[Eliseus]

Kagatob really is the definition of a bigot (I know you will probably deny it, but just look at your posts with the definition of bigot, you really are one, and yes, that is a bad thing since you should always hold yourself up to not be judged in such a negative fashion) and responding to him has just resulted in long text of personal amusement for me. Can't teach someone that doesn't want to learn. I also find it funny that amount of contradictions he tries to point out yet doesn't provide any credible sources and him himself probably has no credibility to back up anything he says, you know, with his most likely GED he only has.

Inb4 professor google tries to give him all the answers.

[Kagatob]

So much ad-hominem, so little content.
Yes questioning a sacred text is an act of bigotry. I suppose if aliens landed right now and blew all of the religious books out of the water that would be a bigoted act as well. [You must be logged in to view images. Log in or Register.]

[Mandalore93]

The only thing more laughable than using the Bible as a history book is using it as a moral compass of any sort.

[Ahldagor]

The Hollow Men
T. S. Eliot
Mistah Kurtz—he dead.

A penny for the Old Guy

I

We are the hollow men
We are the stuffed men
Leaning together
Headpiece filled with straw. Alas!
Our dried voices, when
We whisper together
Are quiet and meaningless
As wind in dry grass
Or rats’ feet over broken glass
In our dry cellar

Shape without form, shade without colour,
Paralysed force, gesture without motion;

Those who have crossed
With direct eyes, to death’s other Kingdom
Remember us—if at all—not as lost
Violent souls, but only
As the hollow men
The stuffed men.

II

Eyes I dare not meet in dreams
In death’s dream kingdom
These do not appear:
There, the eyes are
Sunlight on a broken column
There, is a tree swinging
And voices are
In the wind’s singing
More distant and more solemn
Than a fading star.

Let me be no nearer
In death’s dream kingdom
Let me also wear
Such deliberate disguises
Rat’s coat, crowskin, crossed staves
In a field
Behaving as the wind behaves
No nearer—

Not that final meeting
In the twilight kingdom

III

This is the dead land
This is cactus land
Here the stone images
Are raised, here they receive
The supplication of a dead man’s hand
Under the twinkle of a fading star.

Is it like this
In death’s other kingdom
Waking alone
At the hour when we are
Trembling with tenderness
Lips that would kiss
Form prayers to broken stone.

IV

The eyes are not here
There are no eyes here
In this valley of dying stars
In this hollow valley
This broken jaw of our lost kingdoms

In this last of meeting places
We grope together
And avoid speech
Gathered on this beach of the tumid river

Sightless, unless
The eyes reappear
As the perpetual star
Multifoliate rose
Of death’s twilight kingdom
The hope only
Of empty men.

V

Here we go round the prickly pear
Prickly pear prickly pear
Here we go round the prickly pear
At five o’clock in the morning.

Between the idea
And the reality
Between the motion
And the act
Falls the Shadow
For Thine is the Kingdom

Between the conception
And the creation
Between the emotion
And the response
Falls the Shadow
Life is very long

Between the desire
And the spasm
Between the potency
And the existence
Between the essence
And the descent
Falls the Shadow
For Thine is the Kingdom

For Thine is
Life is
For Thine is the

This is the way the world ends
This is the way the world ends
This is the way the world ends
Not with a bang but a whimper.

[Strifer]

Originally Posted by Thread [You must be logged in to view images. Log in or Register.]

Donde esta la biblioteca.

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[Ahldagor]

isn't he dead?