supertroopjenn

The idea the god exists is fine .the idea he can hear, or cares to hear us, or cares to judge us is silly.
Just live your life

Key

This is kind of an odd post. If it's ok to believe that he exists, how is it not ok to believe that he can hear and see? I'm not saying I am religious or anything like that, but your post doesn't make a whole lot of sense.

supertroopjenn

If god really exists, he wouldn't allow girls who cant sing to make fools of themselves while torchuring others, like this!

Starts off ok I guess, but gets REALLY bad about a minute in, just gets worse and worse.

Am I right, is this really boring and torturous as it seems to me?

Theres just nothing special about this band anymore.

go to you tube dot com/watch?v=VosA8Bxho04

Key

I....um.

Howard the Duck

^^the above exchange is hilarious

so we must blame God for stuff like Shitney Queers

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Not so fast there Reverend.

Deists believe that God may or may not have a purpose for man and this is left up the individual to determine. However, this does not mean that man cannot have a purpose, it simply means that we as humans must determine what that purpose is.

If duck chooses to determine that freewill is illusory, and, chooses to adapt predestination to his smorgasbord of dogma and doctrine; he can still technically be a Deist. But, i would agree it is a tough thing to reason, but, you don't seem to be all that aware yourself.

I hate to break it to you; so i won't.

But, i did see that we do one thing in common. We both really like Brand New. But, Jesse Lacey is one dubbed-up vocalist. He can't sing for sh*t live. But, they are one of my favorites. And, I would post JC, but, there's too many that i like much more. Jesse is one morbid dude, however. He's on the dark side of the moon, and, that is an understatement

Deja Entendu has the absolute most creative song titles i've ever seen. I really like most everything they've put out, it's taking time to pick one.
I may post two. Whoever thinks they are an 'emo' band doesn't know sh*t about music. They have a sound all their own.

So, whatever you think about me; and, whatever i know about you; just put it aside, and, enjoy the music. Because, i saw your profile, and, posted these songs, because they are your favorite band. How many here would do that knowing what you think about me? Think about it son




I don't want to let you go.
But it hurts my hands to hold the rope.
I won't be such an easy mark.
You're no better then they say.

And all the candles on the cake.
All set fire to the gate.
Turn the cannons towards the boat.
Men were drowning in the moat.
It was the end of all rowers oars.

If you call then I'm coming to get you.
If you call then I'm coming, now.
If you call then I'm coming to get you.
You want to sink, so I'm gonna let you.

All I want's some earth and seed.
But only grow the things I need.
But first I must find my way back.
And you go lay down on the track.

At first I had an even keel.
But now I'm not sure what is real.
It's taken me this long to learn.
That every dead is ate by worms.
And once they're gone they don't return.

If you call then I'm coming to get you.
If you call then I'm coming, now.
If you call then I'm coming to get you.
You want to sink, so I'm gonna let you.

I'm coming to get you.
If you call then I'm coming to get you.
If you call then I'm coming to get you.
You want to sink, so I'm gonna let you.
Then the fire snuck into your bedroom.
Now I'm falling asleep to forget you.

How darkly the dark hand met his end.
He was withered and boney, exposed for a phoney.
But we heed the last words that he penned.
Haste to disgrace the traitor. Do not wait til later.
I don't think that you've got to pretend.
I see God in birds and Satan in long words.
But I know what you need in a friend.
So now when I leave you, I hope I won't see you.

How darkly the dark hand met his end.
He was withered and boney, exposed for a phoney.
But we heed the last words that he penned.
Haste to disgrace the traitor. Do not wait til later.

If you call then I'm coming to get you.
If you call then I'm coming, now.
If you call then I'm coming to get you.
You want to sink, so I'm gonna let you.
Well, I'm coming to get you.
If you call then I'm coming, now.
If you call then I'm coming to get you.
You want to sink, so I'm gonna let you.
Then the fire snuck into your bedroom.
Now I'm falling asleep to forget you.



'What is a good man but a bad man's teacher; and
what is a bad man but a good man's job'

I hope i picked two that you like.

Howard the Duck

^^not much of a fan of Brand New

but a raging fan of their hero Daniel Johnston

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bazooka

Heaven Is In Your Mind - Traffic

Howard the Duck

Heaven is a Place on Earth - Belinda Carlisle

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