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"That man of loneliness and mystery,
Scarce seen to smile, and seldom heard to sigh— (I, VIII)"

"He knew himself a villain—but he deem'd
The rest no better than the thing he seem'd;
And scorn'd the best as hypocrites who hid
Those deeds the bolder spirit plainly did.
He knew himself detested, but he knew
The hearts that loath'd him, crouch'd and dreaded too.
Lone, wild, and strange, he stood alike exempt
From all affection and from all contempt: (I, XI)"
 
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Whoever we are
Wherever we're from
We should have noticed by now
Our behavior is dumb
And if our chances
Expect to improve
It's gonna take a lot more
Than trying to remove
The other race
Or the other whatever
From the face
Of the planet altogether
They call it THE EARTH
Which is a dumb kinda name
But they named it right
'Cause we behave the same...
We are dumb all over
Dumb all over,
Yes we are
Dumb all over,
Near and far
Dumb all over
Black and white
People, we is not wrapped tight
Nerds on the left
Nerds on the right
Religious fanatics
On the air every night
Saying the Bible
Tells the story
Makes the details
Sound real gory
About what to do
If the geeks over there
Don't believe in the book
We got over here
You can't run a race
Without no feet
'And pretty soon
There won't be no street
For dummies to jog on
Or doggies to dog on
Religious fanatics
Can make it be all gone
(I mean it won't blow up
And disappear
It'll just look ugly
For a thousand years...)
You can't run a country
By a book of religion
Not by a heap
Or a lump or a smidgeon
Of foolish rules
Of ancient date
Designed to make
You all feel great
While you fold, spindle
And mutilate
Those unbelievers
From a neighboring state
TO ARMS! TO ARMS!
Hooray! That's great
Two legs ain't bad
Unless there's a crate
They ship the parts
To mama in
For souvenirs: two ears (Get down!)
Not his, not hers (but what the hey?)
The Good Book says:
"It's gotta be that way!"
But their book says:
"REVENGE THE CRUSADES. . .
With whips and chains
And hand grenades. . ."
TWO ARMS? TWO ARMS?
Have another and another
Our God says:
"There ain't no other!"
Our God says
"It's all okay!"
Our God says "This is the way!"
It says in the book:
"Burn and destroy. ..
And repent, and redeem
And revenge, and deploy
And rumble thee forth
To the land of the unbelieving scum on the other side
'Cause they don't go for what's in the book
And that makes 'em BAD
So verily we must choppeth them up
And stompeth them down
Or rent a nice French bomb
To poof them out of existence
While leaving their real estate just where we need it
To use again
For temples in which to praise OUR GOD
("Cause he can really take care of business!")
And when his humble TV servant
With humble white hair
And humble glasses
And a nice brown suit
And maybe a blonde wife who takes phone calls
Tells us our God says
It's okay to do this stuff
Then we gotta do it,
'Cause if we don't do it,
We ain't going up to heaven
(Depending on which book you're using at the time...
Can't use theirs. . .it don't work . . .it's all lies...Gotta use mine...)
Ain't that right?
That's what they say
Every night...
Everyday. ..
Hey, we can't really be dumb
If we're just following
God's Orders
Hey, let's get serious...
God knows what he's doing'
He wrote this book here
And the book says:
He made us all to be just like Him,"
so...
If we're dumb...
Then God is dumb...
(An' maybe even a little ugly on the side)
 
My best advice to anyone who wants to raise a happy, mentally healthy child is:
Keep him or her as far away from a church as you can."

I agree with the idea of keeping people away from churches, and I would add that, instead, they allow God to make them his church/temple--living sacrifices, holy and acceptable to God, which is your reasonable service. The modern church, which includes churches in general for the last few centuries, are full of witches, warlocks and goblins. Clearly, I am operating on the assumption that by attending the church you are seeking truth, purity, and love. But, if you want to hang out with witches, warlocks and goblins who only desire satanic power and operate with deceit, greed, and lust, I recommend your local church. However, if you do desire love, mercy, truth, purity, goodness, eternal wisdom and salvation, I recommend the person become the church by seeking Jehovah God Almighty, and his mercy through Jesus Christ, with all your heart; with all sincerity, humility, and truth, as though you were attempting to build the most precious relationship you could ever hope to have.
 
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“I always take a close look at those who lose themselves in self-portraits. They are solitary souls, prone to introspection, who have really grappled with their existence. And they know such introspection, though painful, is secretly exhilarating. And if someone asks me the kind of question I myself might pose, I can tell he's lonely.”
― Young-Ha Kim
 
There is no need for temples,
no need for complicated philosophies.
My brain and my heart are my temples;
my philosophy is kindness.


My religion is very simple.
My religion is kindness.





Morality is doing what is right no matter what you are told.
Religion is doing what you are told no matter what is right.
 
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Are these really quotes that you really, really love?

Maybe you should start your own thread for picture book plebes
 
^I'm an atheist but damn the Bible does have some wonderfully written poetry. Especially the King James version.

"Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there wondering, fearing,
Doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before;
But the silence was unbroken, and the stillness gave no token,
And the only word there spoken was the whispered word, "Lenore?"
This I whispered, and an echo murmured back the word, "Lenore!" —
Merely this and nothing more."

The Raven by Edgar Allan Poe. I would have quoted the whole poem but I figured that might be too big a post.
that is good enough for anyone who knows and loves that poem. how about "not long ago the writer of these lines, in the mad pride of intellectuality maintained the power of words denied that never a thought arose within the human brain beyond the utterance of the human tongue. and now, as if in mockery of that boast, two words, two forgien soft dissyabblles-two gentle sounds made by angels dreaming in the moonlight dew that hangs like chains of pearl on herman hill. have stirred the abysses of his heart. un-thought like thougts - scarcely the shade of thought...........and so on.
my favorite is the conqueror worm.
 
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