what do you see? David Buckle <firstname.lastname@example.org> 3:07 PM (2 minutes ago)to Dan@onlizinenet.blog collactiona.live __iii & iv!__ took the picture *John Flansberg.. the same club. me and Dad saw Maynard Ferguson. * THEY MIGHT BE GIANTS; see, what i’m about to type is the God Honest truth: when i talked to him in that doorway of the dressing room at ROCKEFELLERS; told him that even though i didn’t know specific’s… THAT that when Dave got to college, going to make a group, may be jazz, it might have been punk, the reggae fell in my lap when we (me n Reid, who at the job: throwing pizzas together was our hook)
ReidJ. was a photo mj.too; PIZZA HUT DELIVERY was where our plan of attack came up. see, talking to a bass. SO, we were talking about music we heard in our old Elem./HS years: then dave explained how there was this VHS movie we all saw called URG – A MUSIC WAR; it’s that VHS video where Dead Kennedys, Suzi And The Banshees, THE GO-GOs, STEEL PULSE. even that Klaus Nomi at the tail-end… we were all at Eddie’s apt. just beyond the practice field where all of our marching rehearsals were for four yrs.: 1985-1989. anyhoo, David prayed the prayer that was answered exact like. knew that since AL and laying bare breasted on the front porch; the cool, smoothest cement it was sorta cold even though it was in the summer month, i asked [prayed] that that girl who lived up the top of the street/hill would kiss me when i tried to kiss her; BOOM she did! woo-woo! anyways, fast forward to 1988, Mom got one of those first tiny computers called Macintosh. She explained that the job she was working in Angleton, Texas about Dad’s pacemaker company’s security head INTERMEDICS; Mom took that old “BRAZOSPORT COMMUNITY COLLEGE, CLUTE” Macintosh classes to figure out how to work Her new toy: Tetris! she ‘n’ i were almost addicted. S0, she explained to me that the inTRAnet that she built for INTERMEDICS, now SULZER MEDICAL someplace Europe)was an ‘inTERnet’ for a specific company [it’s four o’clock] she told the true tale about a computer revolution, and how’d be The Macintosh that led that charge.
this inTERnet seemed like just the ticket for me; seeing how i already had plans: do a band thing, and my hopes of creating a new band; where the message would get out of this little brain. now, of the future band-mates i wanted to get together is a story itself. was just a junior in HIGH School, in those boring classrooms we ended being teacher aid’s for, there were thas mass amount of hour to formulate the plans that would eventually fruit in the too simple and regular way to fulfill that hope.
SUPPOSEDLY THISCOLLECTION OF WEBPAGES [ didn’t mean to yell, ] okay; this charade about the candidate who LOST the minute he chose such a bad vice whatever jogging mate, look, even misunderstand one’s age will so no,
see: to get hooked on the internet is easy to do. beware assuming you need any ‘kookie’ to us their sight. see, that’s a window to spam. don’t believe any who claims “we need your information to use our services.
have the understanding how to describe the chance him kicking; ‘n’ there be an ipso-facto Indian ( not American ) individual whose is a complete embarrassment to her nationality. ‘don’t worry‘ bout a thing;’ if WE will need to eat our own
words well; excuse our hope: for Him to show such Grace to His people, U.S.
IF YOU ARE NEW TO THE WWW, BE CALM; BE aWaRE; WE HAD A BLAST! 🙂
NET PO is strictly squaresville… the internet is a land of ease, it has no soul. it’s just a tool that can be used to gather everything about everybody who’s a follower; hope, to steer you clear of getting stuck in a mire of webmasters
who imagine they have a clue others need or want. yup, webmasters might be masters of their crafted domain; but they are just like the rest of all. they do, and can, create a personality where goofy kids can play a game they do
want you to be a part of. part of ? refuse to become a MEMBER of any sight’s that require anyone to turn that ‘kookie switch’ [ on-off ] to the ‘accept,’ or a permission switch. ifn’ you allow, permiting kookies to invade your computer,
well… you’re in the mix of very unknowing internet club. there maybe teens who wrap there fingers together while sounding a maniacal growl knowing another character fell into their grasp. never ‘accept’ kookies. or maybe you
want to get bombarded with crappy ads for shit you’d never have or want a whatever. not all is fair on the world wide web. refuse to be tricked into the ‘club‘ of net doers that aren’t wise about where they just placed themselves.
P.S. this info’s brought to you from someone whose been down that road.
it sucks when swarmed by vain cads who may have a running list of the one’s that they had enticed; by promoting the ‘ability,’ to be on that site that you may have mistakenly surfed to. oh, and another thing: get a Mac.
Would the Holy Spirit anoint contentious disciples? According to Peter, disharmony hinders prayer. He tells husbands: “Live with your wives in an understanding… Do this so nothing will stop your prayers” (I Peter 3:7.) Waiting on God means working through conflicts, forgiving offenses, resolving disputes, resolving disputes, “Always keep yourself united in the Holy Spirit, and bind your-selves together in peace” (Ephesians 4:3.)
Our family just got back from a day of hiking some trails. I truly believe that the area we live in is one of the most beautiful places in the world. We have so many opportunities to enjoy nature, from canoeing and fishing on the New River, to biking on the New River Trail, to hiking through many of the numerous state parks and national forests in the surrounding area. We are truly blessed to see such beauty on a regular basis.
On our recent hiking trip, we were able to able to hike to the top of Hanging Rock. The hike to the top is a little over a mile, but it is listed as a moderate hike and can be steep in places. It was challenging, but not too hard for our kids. After getting back to the real world, I decided to share a few lessons from the hike.
firstly: Enjoy the Journey
I’m a fast hiker. I don’t like to stop and I especially don’t like going slow. It’s always a challenge to see how fast I can reach the destination. While hiking, my wife and kids are constantly reminding me to slow down. My kids don’t mind letting me know that my legs are longer and that I need to stop and enjoy the scenery. They remind me to enjoy the journey. I hate to admit it, but my family is right. There is joy in the journey.
For me, hiking is a metaphor for my life as well. I’m constantly going somewhere and it seems like I stay way too busy. Sometimes we are in such a hurry to get to where we are going, that we miss God given opportunities along the way. Our society has conditioned us to constantly stay busy. Our families operate like a taxi service transporting the kids to all their activities and our churches aren’t much slower. Almost every night of the week there are practices, meetings, and studies. In Scripture, we see that Jesus withdrew from the crowds and spent time alone. Jesus also saw opportunities that the disciples missed. As they traveled from town to town, we see Jesus talking, sharing, healing, and loving the people he met. We need to do the same.
Secondly: We Can’t Stay on the Mountaintop
After resting and soaking in the views from the top of the mountain for a while, I reluctantly decided that I had to get back to the real world and hike back down. I was reminded of the story of Jesus and Peter, James, and John at the Transfiguration. All three of the synoptic gospels share this story about a mountaintop experience (you can read it in Matthew 17, Mark 9, and Luke 9) After they had an incredible experience in which they saw Jesus literally transformed and glorified on the mountaintop, they didn’t want to leave. In fact they wanted to build an alter so they wouldn’t forget what happened. But Jesus didn’t let them stay on the mountaintop. While we are refreshed and encouraged while we are on top of the world, we have to re-enter the real world. There is work to be done, and it’s our job to do it.
Sometimes our life seems like a mountaintop. The view is incredible and everything seems to be going our way. However, as most of you have experienced, there are points in our life when we are far from the mountaintop, when life is not what we expected. It’s in those times we are in the valley that we must look up to God and rely on Him. Billy Graham once said that it’s while we are on the mountaintops that we need to be praying the most, because we can be sure that a valley is coming.
Let me just challenge you in your thinking. Our joy and contentment is not based on whether we are on a mountaintop or in a valley. We need to remember that there is joy in the journey.
do not really have faith in ‘doomsday talks,’ due to the fact of that “world without end’ = KJV [ cannot say what the angle of this style of writing is in reality ] YES, the world is messy, man messed it up; but how do we humans not consider that maybe, JUST MAY BE, all these calamities are not a truer sign of the idea of NOW’S THE TIME… JUST AS BETTER THAN YESTERDAY, OF HIM COMING TO GIVE BELIEVERS THE TICKET TO AN EVERLASTING ETERNITY? in the quote of my favorite rector, now in Richmond, VA., as apposed to Charlotte, WHERE WE MET over twenty+ years ago so over however that event seems like a yesterday to me. getting back subject:
August 23, 2o20 1:06.03 PM – dig – madd.org – Ska is punk-reggae. combines Caribbean mento and calypso with American jazz and rhythm and blues. It is characterized by a walking bass line [RJ], accented guitar [JS] or piano rhythms on the offbeat.
In the early 1960s, ska was the dominant musical genre of JamaicA, and it was also popular with Britishs mods. Music historians typically divide the history of ska into three periods: the original Jamaicanska scene of the 1960s, the 2! Tone ska revival that started in England in the late 1970s, and the third wave ska movement, which started in the 1980s; much less 1991.
So much is so devising in the FALSE News/media drug, a drug that so many in America are addicted to. truth be told: AMERICA DOES LOVE IT’S IDIOT- BOX. A KEY KNIFE CARVING THE U.S. CITIZENS WHO ARE JUST DOING U.S. NO GOOD BY BEING SHEEP ALMOST RUNNING TO THE SLAUGHTER THAT THEY KNOW IS AWAITING THEM. not sure, why a slam-dunk END OF LIFE is so appealing. appealing to the quitter mentality. suppose they think, but i shall not go that direction, since it is not for me to decide what all those not not for me to either berate, even chastise the last truly free citizenship; on a our speck of galactic dust known as Earth; our island home. this is not, at all a condemnation for those who disagree with David. without decent there is no wiggle-room. facts do coincide with truth. ‘m nothing better than any of you. ‘m only a man; with foibles and disappointments like some others. it is not my way to think there is anything more opportunity towards grace our True Father provides all, some more than an others yet it’s just those who do realize it that find Him.
BUT! the scene is this: President Donald J. Trump will win a second term in his office. the sheer promotion of just how impaired a demoncrat opponent is will foster enough concern, even to the dolt’s who have the idea that in so ruining their party’s credit assuming their hijacking the supposition: being democrats IN a democracy. wasn’t it Franklin who replied, yes, “A Republic, Madam, if you can keep it.” . . To borrow Abraham Lincoln‘s phrase from the Gettysburg Address: And so, back to Benjamin Franklin’s words: “We have a Republic – if we can keepit. note: my style, only if by fault, my writing commands consideration, thinking, returning to previous words or phrases to find the gist of my intended convoy; of thought; from this brain to yours.
she’s a liar who tattles on herself, liar’s do; if one gives them enough rope…
she is not black, Afro-American; she’s Indian (not American) dig it: TRUTH the folly sin always creates distemper in one’s, (You and i,) soul. irregardless the real gravity of where you or i disobeyed God, sin is sin. it is a welcoming of death. that whole concept was not considered; not at all, by David Buckle. and what did that avoidance cost? it cost me my life, ability, talents, gone; if everyone takes a not imperative look at a life given to us. all thinking all our daily routine is cemented. what needs to be considered is that all, e v e r y t h i n g we think is ours can be gone sooner than even half a split second.
Did He hear the prayer of His son? Yes; enough to send an Angel. Did God spare His son from death? No. The Glory of God outranked the comfort of Christ. So Christ suffered and God‘s grace was displayed and deployed.
For I was hungry, and you fed me. I was thirsty, and you gave me a drink. I was a stranger, and you invited me into your home. Matthew 25:35
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– We, as American citizens were told and expected that; almost commanded to FIGHT, DESTROY, all, NOT some but all enemies, foreign and DomestiC. George did have a European sense of humor, did he not? si’ – so, nobody looks, promise… our first tastes of phishers today… the sweet teeth do like cookies, eh… disqualify personal sanctity when blogging? God forbid; yet it may be the case, if one chooses to denounce individual self-regulation blindly linking up to any body.
Jesus made His way through throngs of people surrounding Him, He suddenly stopped and asked, “Who’s the one who touched Me?”
Although it seemed obvious, His disciples answered: the crowds were pressing upon Him. But Jesus insisted… “Someone touched Me.” He was certain a particular person had touched Him, because at that very moment, A DivinePower had gone out of Him.
A woman stepped out of the crowd and confessed to Jesus that she had touched Him, and something wonderful had happened to her.
For twelve long years she had been suffering from an uncontrollable hemorrhage, a year after year losing more blood. She had seen many physicians and spent all she had, but nothing helped. Then she heard about Jesus. Desperately making her way through the crowd, she came close to Him, believing that if…