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Well, Joseph, tell us where your passions lie when you are on the ground. That's a start. Why songwriting? Do you plan to go anywhere with it? Is it a dream? The flowing wave returns not, nor does the passing hour.

Don't blindly follow someone until you check his story. The flowing wave returns not, nor does the passing hour.

Gotta do more than that to grab my attention, Simon ol' chap!

Read your lyrics. Going to get to know more about you, for sure! The flowing wave returns not, nor does the passing hour.

Nothing nicer than a man who jumps and then plays guitar at night. How romantic! The flowing wave returns not, nor does the passing hour.

See Mike, see what you started. Will boys ever get past the stage of playing with their wankers? The flowing wave returns not, nor does the passing hour.

Aggie, your theology is rather weak and I am sure that you can't go very far with preachers, giving them a run for their money, unless perhaps it is a first year seminary student. Perhaps you should look in books other than Matthew and Revelation to find the stories concerning His people going to war and find out what he was really trying to tell his people in Matthew when he told them that this was the perferred way to live, not war. The flowing wave returns not, nor does the passing hour.

Aggie, Christian or not, people need to start placing some thoughts to making change. We all need to look to some other form of making a difference. Didn't Christ himself teach to turn the other cheek? so why can't we look for other means than war to make a change. War, and bad guys will always be around. That is true. does it mean we should continue to pursue it? The flowing wave returns not, nor does the passing hour.

Other than skydiving, I think we have shown us your other passion in life. Good to know, you spend your free time looking for spank-a-thon's on the web The flowing wave returns not, nor does the passing hour.

maybe a life is what you need. do you think we could get on with trying to build a better life than rehashing the war and the dead. talk to me about everyday heroes that spend time with their wives and play with their kids and don't need to wave a gun to feel big. let's find heroes who just show up to be friends everyday and share kindness and build each other up. no more macho bullcrap. let's start shaping up for tomorrow, not rest on stories and glory days of "kill 'em all and let God sort 'em out" shit, ok? The flowing wave returns not, nor does the passing hour.

Why can't you admit that we had 8 years of peace and prosperity with the last administration, and now we only have trouble and turmoil? The flowing wave returns not, nor does the passing hour.

Keep it up Wendy. You are proof of kindness in action. You also prove that you don't need guns to fight against people who would want to destroy us. Ghandi Lives! The flowing wave returns not, nor does the passing hour.

Why can't we just devide the country and give the right wingers Orange Country to live in? There would be enough room for you narrowminded people in that area. Let the rest of us enjoy a better economy and a peaceful existance. The flowing wave returns not, nor does the passing hour.

No. However, I could go on about the virtues of people name Brain, who may not have developed one. The flowing wave returns not, nor does the passing hour.

Clinton ran the country better with his privates in somebodies mouth than Bush does without any distractions. The flowing wave returns not, nor does the passing hour.

You have got that right An Dree Ah! TIME-some people have way too much of it. The flowing wave returns not, nor does the passing hour.

Ancient Chinese Secret The flowing wave returns not, nor does the passing hour.

There are certainly many different types of destroyed. Physically, I am fine. I can type, think, see, feel, touch, smell. I'm sure you can figure out the rest. The flowing wave returns not, nor does the passing hour.

Excellent. I will be there! The flowing wave returns not, nor does the passing hour.

I once had a lawyer and he simply destroyed me. The other edge of the double-edged sword of faith and trust. Tends to slice deeper than its mate runs. Odd how the people we trust the most, the people we, as humans, engender closest to ourselves and have the most faith in, can either feed armies with a loaf and few fish or cause a third of the hosts of the heavens to fall, interchangeably, without even realizing the power we give them. The flowing wave returns not, nor does the passing hour.

Is that an invitation?? The flowing wave returns not, nor does the passing hour.

jd, It appears I am free...Kevin wants nothing to do with me! So, what's your sign? The flowing wave returns not, nor does the passing hour.

Why did mine say Mickey Mouse??!! hate Mickey Mouse. When I was a girl of some seven tender years, we lived in Tampa. My father's two daughters from his previous marriage came to visit, so it was Take The Kids to Disneyworld time. My father headed, understandably for a man who's driven three hours, fought parking, and walked a mile or better in the company of his preteen and teenage daughter and his wife, for the Biergarten Tent and the International Marketplace. Me, I started getting a migraine. Seven years old, hate crowds, hate loud noises, add a blisteringly bright Orlando afternoon to the mix. Yes. One very unhappy mini-me. My mother goes to look for my father and her step-children, and sticks me outside of that dratted castle with a paper cup of ice water and tells me to stay there. No problem; at this point, Mini-Me is ready to crawl into a hole and die. When all of the sudden, the stench of a thousand people and a thousand more discarded iced cream bars is interrupted by huge yellow hands and the stink of polyester baking in the sun assailing little me. Yup; Good Ole Mickey saw a kid sitting alone and looking miserable in the Magic Kingdom and decided to heft the kid up, squawking about how great it was to see one of his good friends. I freaked, whacked the guy in the rat suit in the eye, and hid under a bench while several children started bawling like I'd just shit in the milk of the Virgin. I hate Mickey Mouse. The flowing wave returns not, nor does the passing hour.

Okay, okay...my name is Natalie. Enough said. But, I thought about it and...my good friends call me 'gnat.' I like G's description much better and it's the one I'm sticking with, damn it! The flowing wave returns not, nor does the passing hour.

cut and past i can see but as for the talk type program.....CHEATER!!!!!! I gotta do what I gotta do with this disability... Jesus.. how much are you gonna write when your arm is normal? :) Darlin', when my arm is normal, you are in a weebit-'o trouble!! The flowing wave returns not, nor does the passing hour.