i thought life was about serving G-d and fulfilling His will and all that. I had no idea it was about fun, or I might have started living a long time ago.
Happily I walked with the tavern down the line Passed an old drunk, holding a bottle of wine "Do you not fear God?" was reproach of mine said, "Mercy is God’s sign, in silence I wine and dine."
Our world upon joy and love was once built Why is it that we reproach and cause guilt? If we can simply correct our moral tilt, We too will only will what God wilt.
And lately, by the Tavern Door agape, Came stealing through the Dusk an Angel Shape, Bearing a vessel on his Shoulder; and He bid me taste of it; and 'twas--the Grape!
You are mistaken. It’s impossible for anyone but G-d to do something illogical.
Not necessarily. Since there is such a thing as co-existing contradictory truths, your belief that you’re right doesn’t necessarily mean a belief that I am wrong.
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Holy smokes that's scary.
the stuff nightmares are made of.
You can say that again.
This is what happens when you hurry, as that chossid told his wife.
Photoshopped.
not being stupid, being safe and obeying traffic rules can also save your life.
Altie, what’s the fun in that?
whats the fun in dying?
Well, the trick is to have fun and stay alive. In fact, that’s what the whole life is all about, isn’t it?
i thought life was about serving G-d and fulfilling His will and all that. I had no idea it was about fun, or I might have started living a long time ago.
Where did you hear that?
and where did you hear that life was all about having fun?
Happily I walked with the tavern down the line
Passed an old drunk, holding a bottle of wine
"Do you not fear God?" was reproach of mine
said, "Mercy is God’s sign, in silence I wine and dine."
Our world upon joy and love was once built
Why is it that we reproach and cause guilt?
If we can simply correct our moral tilt,
We too will only will what God wilt.
And lately, by the Tavern Door agape,
Came stealing through the Dusk an Angel Shape,
Bearing a vessel on his Shoulder; and
He bid me taste of it; and 'twas--the Grape!
very cute poem. not a real source though.
i don't think it is in your hands to say what G-d intended.
What’s a real source?
Why not?
who are you, a lowly human, to act as G-d's mouth piece? No, I won't take your word for it.
A real source? Something which I don't know. I would assume from Torah or another such holy book.
It was for my sake that the world was created. Who should be G-d’s mouthpiece of not His Image?
A source is something you don’t know? Then almost anything is a source.
ugh you are no fun to argue with.
you are G-d's image. I too am G-d's image. Since I can be G-'ds mouth piece, I discount everything you just said.
You can’t “discount” something I said. You can merely contradict me. But even then I shall remain equally right. Eilu v’eilu divrei Elokim chayim.
of course i can. i just did.
in any case, you believe you are right. i believe i am right, which means i believe you are wrong.
You are mistaken. It’s impossible for anyone but G-d to do something illogical.
Not necessarily. Since there is such a thing as co-existing contradictory truths, your belief that you’re right doesn’t necessarily mean a belief that I am wrong.
Plus, it is simply unwise to believe I am wrong.
And how can you argue with that?
With great difficulty.
lol. you are funny. i have nothing more to say.
Merci.
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