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svs:
lol its bluenubian remember?
u must be kiddin

Bluenubian? Now you're getting me more confused. What's blue - the nubian or the outfit?

debosky:
svs ma job is loving my baby blue

<sub>baby blue. . . is that a shade of the colour blue or something?

Maybe an oxyhalogen flame of a lower higher temperature?</sub> 

_{Crazy indeed! Do you like} Y[/b]oghur[b]t_{, Kajad?}

2fine4u:
genial where u been hiding oh let me guess, u been fightin war in Iraq anway mehne u've been missed

Dare I believe this, 2fine4uNTT? Perhaps there is a catch somewhere. . .

_{*looking for the catch. . . .*}

@Debosky

           

_{*You're a very good sport, man!  Shall we continue the tale of the musketeers? *}

@Debosky

_{*Sword frozen in mid-air, as he stands momentarily softened by Porthos' calming words*}

Ah, Porthos, my companion of old!

Never was a lady fair as my beloved sister. . .

Pure of heart, gracious and kind. . .

Her love sought by wise men from afar. . .

Such is her beauty and charm. . . .

As I hear your wise words of peace, I can only reflect in my heart. . .

Who is this nubian queen that would displace a love so undiluted. . .

Comeliness so epitomized?

_{*Turns away in bewilderment, sheathing his sword in the process. . . takes a surreptitious glance to make sure the diamonds are still intact*}

Adieu Porthos.

May our paths not cross on the battle field. . .

Perhaps then I will seek to requite the dishonour done to my sister!

_{*Mounts his horse and rides away, amidst thunderous applause from the appreciative audience*}

_Very [b]th[/b]oughtful _{of you to ask, my friend. I'm fine, thank you. How about you?}

_Quite un[b]s[/b]ettlin[b]g[/b] _{, if you ask me}

@Debosky

   

It seems I have stayed away for too long.

What have you done with my sister, M. Porthos?

I assume you left her, all forlorn and heart-broken. . .

With not so much as a backward glance. . .

Or thoughts of the beautiful speeches that poured forth from your lips when you wooed her. . . .

You know, what this means, right?!

_{*Pulls his long, double-edged, diamond-encrusted, gold-handled sword from its sheath*}

I will defend my sister's honour to the very last!

The concept of the Holy Trinity may perhaps also be mirrored in another Christian belief that applies to the self - that we exist as triune beings as well - spirit, soul and body. This may also be explained when God made man (spirit), formed him from the clay(body) and breathed into him (soul). [Gen 1:26, 2:7]

My spirit is the person that proceeds from God, returns to God, and through which I experience God, who Himself is a Spirit.

I find it extremely difficult - nay, impossible - to explain spiritual experiences to the natural mind. This is mainly for the simple reason that the spirit is infinitely sensible, and can experience dimensions that are impossible for the flesh to concieve. In the spirit realm, mathematics, cosmology, and the most difficult concepts to grasp in the human sphere of thinking, are but a minuscule part of the zillion things comprehended in a fraction of a moment. In the spirit realm, things that do not make sense to the physical mind make perfect and complete sense. Simply put, there are things that are understood and experienced in the spirit that are impossible for the flesh to comprehend. I have myself found that, after some such experiences, when I awake and am fully returned to my natural sense, I realise that the concept that made perfect sense to me a short while before then no longer made any sense to me. This will perhaps help you to appreciate how difficult it was for the bible prophets to articulate their visions of God (not that they could completely describe what it was they saw, anyway). In Paul's case, when he awoke from his vision, he no longer could tell whether it happened physically or not (2Cor 12: 1-5).

My soul is the seat of my emotions, reasoning and mental faculty - the mind, if you like.

My body is my flesh, and is the house or temple of my physical faculties that ensure that I can interact with my physical environment.

You must have noticed that I use the term 'my spirit' - in the same way that someone would say, 'my mind tells me',  or 'my heart tells me',  or 'my body feels', and so forth.

Does that in any way imply that I am three persons? When you look at me, you see my flesh - my body. When you interact with me, you interact with all three - spirit, soul and body, depending on the means and degree of interaction.

This certainly isn't an explanation of the Holy Trinity - it is an exercise in futility to try to force spiritual things to make sense in the natural. They don't.

I just hope you can see the analogy.

Genuinely Enterprising - Not Into Anarchist Living

PRINCESS

Some guy bought a new fridge for his house. To get rid of his old fridge, he put it in his front yard and hung a sign on it saying: "Free to good home. You want it, you take it". For three days the fridge sat there without even one person looking twice at it.

He eventually decided that people were too untrusting of this deal.

It looked to good to be true, so he changed the sign to read: "Fridge for sale $50".

The next day someone stole it.

A boy was assigned a paper on childbirth and asked his mother, "How was I born?"

"Well honey, " said the slightly prudish mother, "the stork brought you to us." "Oh," said the boy, "and how did you and daddy get born?"

"Oh, the stork brought us too." "Well how were grandpa and grandma born?" the boy persisted.

"Well darling, the stork brought them too!" said the mother, by now starting to squirm a little.

Several days later, the boy handed in his paper to the teacher who read with confusion the opening sentence:

"This report has been very difficult to write due to the fact that there hasn't been a natural childbirth in my family for three generations

eslynera:
i can't bliv no one in here missed me

You're right not to believe a lie, Esly.

If no one else missed you. . .

I did.

mukina2:
oh ma life!!!
ma king didnt miss me and i missed him all this while

Not so, Princess. I bear you on my mind as a leopard bears the spots on its skin.

Missing you has become a second nature. . .

Every moment, every place. . .

The thought of you. . .

Pervades my day. . . .

eslynera:
yea yea yeahhhhh esly esly esly esly is d best *hav u seen mukina??*

You are indeed one of a kind, Esly. I haven't seen the princess.

Yes, Esly. It is indeed I.

Do I need to tell you how tasteless my tea has been all this while, seeing that there was no Esly in it?

Esly sweet,

What would be enough to wipe away your tears and restore a smile to your pretty face?

What?! Ms Kendra! Where have you been?

_{And who's} un[b]d[/b]erminin[b]g[/b] _{me here, huh?}

_{Where did you} [b]e[/b]s[b]c[/b]ape _{from, Maki?}

_{hehehehe, Babymine, please don't} c[b]h[/b]as[b]t[/b]ise_{him too much!}

_{Erm. . . Babymine. . . I wasn't aware that Kajad was} invi[b]te[/b]d _{to the party}

Are you still at this, Jewel?

You can tell the unmatched ones to come over to my palace.

There, they will get to meet other nobles and princes, and I'm sure the Princess and my angels and beauties would gladly welcome them!

_{Smart, babymine! The 'w' and 'y' put me off for a while! Would you like to ride} pig[b]gy[/b]_-back?

Genial:
_{What's the} hulla[b]b[/b]a[b]l[/b]oo _{all about?}

_{Princess! You're a sight for sore eyes!} [b]Ho[/b]w _{are you?}

_{What's the} hulla[b]b[/b]a[b]l[/b]oo _{all about?}

I'm sorry, sweet Esly and Princess. . .

I've been really busy lately, and will be for some time. So I've only been able to log on and off again - and even when I'm on, I'm not able to post actively, because of my commitments.

I miss you too.

I hope you understand.

Back in the days of steam ships, only rich white people sailed at sea. One day
while sailing, something suddenly happened to the ship. It was about to sink.
Terrified, the white folks aboard didn't know what to. Someone suggested that they
do what the Negroes did, "Pray."

Unfortunately, no one knew what to say. So they called "Thomas" a black cook on
the ship, and asked him to pray. Thomas agreed. Came up on the deck, removed
his cap and began like this:

"LAWD one day I wuz hongray, I went to a restruant to git me sumpin' to eat!
, An da sign said: FOR WHITE FOLKS ONLY.

Den, I went to da water fountin to git me some wauter and da sign said: FOR WHITE FOLKS ONLY.

Den, I went to de toilet room and da sign said: FOR WHITE FOLKS ONLY.

So, LAWD Almitee, When dis hear big 'ol boat sanks, let it be: FOR WHITE
FOLKS ONLY.

In yo name I pray, AMEN

hehehehe  . You watch too many movies, Jydon.

Sherlock Holmes is the original character portrayed in the movies you've seen. He was author Conan Doyle's creation - a genius master detective. Dr Watson was his assistant genius and side kick. Agatha Christie's Hercule Poirot was made in Holmes' mould.

That was one of his punch lines. . . "Watson, the game is afoot!".