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semi-auto gun
second nature second hand
born in fire to fire
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Sleep. It is the last damned thing.
Taps is on my mind. My orders are to sleep. We all eventually get this order in a final form.
God is the Captain, and we merely sailors on His oceans.
I'm not a soldier, and I will say that until the day I die.
I shall sleep sir.
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Two questions to start.
Why do you call yourself, enlightened? And who enlightened you?
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What if the Bible were a bit misleading? I mean it is already pretty vague in many areas, notions etc.
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This is somewhat related. Everything is somewhat related. We call this God.
Did you know that the lion and the snake both represent Satan, and Jesus?
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I ask the opening questions again.
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Translation?
It matters, translation. It affords errors which beget more, errors.
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Lion Snake
Lion Snake
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Son of Man? Or Son of God?
It matters.
The bronze serpent on a pole.
One must be very careful who one has faith in.
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I am not the Messiah.
I think the Bible has been misinterpreted.
Lion Snake matters.
I call God father.
Jesus was a lamb.
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Between a Jew and a Christian I am.
One group won't let me in basically and the other I am not sure of this messiah.
I follow God. God is my rock. That is what most Jews do too.
I ain't a Jew though.
I don't really want to be a Jew. I thought I did once. I don't.
Christians, I get them sometimes.
Jesus, he really did die for our sins. I mean he really died.
People are still trying to kill him.
Cat, that is crazy.
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myths, stories, urban legends, history, and more similar tokens tell tazer tales to terrified terrestrials bound to go out to profess and testify.
and for what?
by God I know not
is it ironic coincidence since I was born as a snake in the wood?
I partake of the tree reluctantly anymore.
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rounds are for paper! or tin
round and round again
machine gun man hangs with Alice in chains, pops culture with art school girlfriends as the world decays with fluoride inspired acrylics on concrete walls where art is in prison freedom laundry on the corridor to spontaneous penmanship
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I don't know any of the people you have linked to me. Do you?
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Pete Seeger flower child sandalwood Frank "Incensed" Myrrh, TH
versus
Pistol Pete, not the ball player
personally, was rooting for Pete
Pete lost
happened in a boat
rover and rover repeat
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I am here on the red carpet at the VMAs and Young Rapper is sporting a Kevlar liner under AR500 plates front and back with RattleSnake Armor enhancements on his other vital areas. Best in show....
Kudos to the designers. Bravo. Bravo.
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Courage whatever it is, does not come from a gun.
Do you think two people could write the exact same words at the same time?
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Nico Demus, yep good old Nico Demus. He was Jewish, fair I see.
Fair to say he was a stone roller, rolled stones.
Heresy can get one killed.
Guns are for protection mostly.
Best to have lots and never need them really, and ammo also. Yep.
Well, I just wanted to introduce , or actually to, reintroduce, Nico Demus.
It is my understanding some of you have read his story.
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human turret son
gun syndrome
genome thunder dome
range lightning rain
night sky of 40 grain
splendid caliber
X caliber
plink to think
dinky clinks
tiny echoes
bricks, all clear
fire flies
barrels of varying sizes
armorer princess prizes
she goes all .223/5.56
flash suppressed
range without a roof
took her rounds
now she frowns
tell her later
give them back
after dinner
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