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Not that anyone asked me what I believe in, but will have to throw out death and taxes.

But this is far more romantic, can we all sing together?

" I believe for every drop of rain that falls, a flower grows

And I believe that somewhere in the darkest night a candle glows

I believe for everyone who goes astray

Someone will come to show the way

Yes I believe, oh I believe

I believe above the storm the smallest prayer will still be heard

I believe that someone in the great somewhere hears every word

Every time I hear a newborn baby cry

Or touch a leaf or see the sky

Then I know why I believe

Every time I hear a newborn baby cry

Or touch a leaf or see the sky

Then I know why I believe

I believe

Oh I believe'

Or is the preceding offensive to some?

Everywhere you look theres a story to be told.

behind every smile a frown, and every frown, a broken heart.

In the eyes of love there is nowhere unseen, for love knows no boundaries. there is no creature undeserving of love, for lack of love is the root of all hate. kindness and generosity are a magical thing....

given it will radiate and spread through all who experience it..

but given too late... and the seeds of hate are already planted. .....

no amount of love can undo the damage done, though it may hide it well....

within that darkened soul still lies a heart with dark secrets at bay....

and no one knows just how long this darkness can hide before finally showing itself... ..

but when it does its a truly beautiful sight.....

all the hate and fear once bottled inside now released unto a thought hideous act....

but anyone who knows true beauty, knows that the most exquisite beauty is found in darkness.......

And death.. the most beautiful thing of all.....

for death shall not be feared...

such a sweet release from this cruel and unforgiving world...

tis a gift to those who are most undeserving,

for the acts upon us do not tell the truth of our souls, our secrets, our truth and innocence...all stolen.

do now not be deceived.. i am not your enemy i have come to take you away from this misery......

yes it will hurt.. but whats pleasure without pain? pain is but the greatest sensation of all..

always affirming our meek and unimportant existence.....

i want you to feel true love..

and the only true love is one that can let you go.. or so they say...

if you love something, let it go free...

well i shall now let you go... but you don't belong to me..

so you shall not return..

though for the love that Ive lost, ill surely mourn you.

my most beautiful deed done... i have let you go...

in the wake of evil, Passion shall prevail..

the beauty of the beasts soul shall engulf all around.

and those who shall cower in fear are the ones who should be feared..

and those who confront with hatred and disgust are those who next shall be let go from this life..

for their fears shall be confronted.. and they shall finally see the beauty...... the ecstasy of pain... the pleasure of feeling you soul be released.

do not fear now as you slip away...... close you're eyes, let yourself drift off.

now you shall love me forever for the gift Ive given you,

for you haven't actually lived until you have too died.

now when you look at me, can you read my eyes?

the pain i feel hid behind a mask to disguise....

my true Passion in life which is the beauty that doth lie in death.

All is not just about religious books and thoughts!!!

The recompense for an injury

is an injury equal thereto (in degree),

but if a person forgives and makes reconciliation,

his reward is due from God,

for God loves not those who do wrong.

But indeed, if any do help and defend themselves

after a wrong done to them,

against such there is no cause of blame.

The blame is only against those who oppress men

with wrongdoing and insolently transgress

beyond bounds through the land,

defying right and justice.

For such there will be a penalty grievous (in the Hereafter).

But indeed, if any show patience and forgive,

that would truly be an affair of great resolution.

Qur'an 42:40-43

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Not that anyone asked me what I believe in, but will have to throw out death and taxes.

But this is far more romantic, can we all sing together?

" I believe for every drop of rain that falls, a flower grows

And I believe that somewhere in the darkest night a candle glows

I believe for everyone who goes astray

Someone will come to show the way

Yes I believe, oh I believe

I believe above the storm the smallest prayer will still be heard

I believe that someone in the great somewhere hears every word

Every time I hear a newborn baby cry

Or touch a leaf or see the sky

Then I know why I believe

Every time I hear a newborn baby cry

Or touch a leaf or see the sky

Then I know why I believe

I believe

Oh I believe'

Or is the preceding offensive to some?

Offensive? No, twee? Well, duh!

Refusing to use the spellchick!

I have put you on ignore. No really, I have, but you are still ruining my enjoyment of this site. .

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Not that anyone asked me what I believe in, but will have to throw out death and taxes.

But this is far more romantic, can we all sing together?

" I believe for every drop of rain that falls, a flower grows

And I believe that somewhere in the darkest night a candle glows

I believe for everyone who goes astray

Someone will come to show the way

Yes I believe, oh I believe

I believe above the storm the smallest prayer will still be heard

I believe that someone in the great somewhere hears every word

Every time I hear a newborn baby cry

Or touch a leaf or see the sky

Then I know why I believe

Every time I hear a newborn baby cry

Or touch a leaf or see the sky

Then I know why I believe

I believe

Oh I believe'

Or is the preceding offensive to some?

Everywhere you look theres a story to be told.

behind every smile a frown, and every frown, a broken heart.

In the eyes of love there is nowhere unseen, for love knows no boundaries. there is no creature undeserving of love, for lack of love is the root of all hate. kindness and generosity are a magical thing....

given it will radiate and spread through all who experience it..

but given too late... and the seeds of hate are already planted. .....

no amount of love can undo the damage done, though it may hide it well....

within that darkened soul still lies a heart with dark secrets at bay....

and no one knows just how long this darkness can hide before finally showing itself... ..

but when it does its a truly beautiful sight.....

all the hate and fear once bottled inside now released unto a thought hideous act....

but anyone who knows true beauty, knows that the most exquisite beauty is found in darkness.......

And death.. the most beautiful thing of all.....

for death shall not be feared...

such a sweet release from this cruel and unforgiving world...

tis a gift to those who are most undeserving,

for the acts upon us do not tell the truth of our souls, our secrets, our truth and innocence...all stolen.

do now not be deceived.. i am not your enemy i have come to take you away from this misery......

yes it will hurt.. but whats pleasure without pain? pain is but the greatest sensation of all..

always affirming our meek and unimportant existence.....

i want you to feel true love..

and the only true love is one that can let you go.. or so they say...

if you love something, let it go free...

well i shall now let you go... but you don't belong to me..

so you shall not return..

though for the love that Ive lost, ill surely mourn you.

my most beautiful deed done... i have let you go...

in the wake of evil, Passion shall prevail..

the beauty of the beasts soul shall engulf all around.

and those who shall cower in fear are the ones who should be feared..

and those who confront with hatred and disgust are those who next shall be let go from this life..

for their fears shall be confronted.. and they shall finally see the beauty...... the ecstasy of pain... the pleasure of feeling you soul be released.

do not fear now as you slip away...... close you're eyes, let yourself drift off.

now you shall love me forever for the gift Ive given you,

for you haven't actually lived until you have too died.

now when you look at me, can you read my eyes?

the pain i feel hid behind a mask to disguise....

my true Passion in life which is the beauty that doth lie in death.

All is not just about religious books and thoughts!!!

This is a poem about death.

Liefde is een bloem zo teer dat hij knakt bij de minste aanraking en zo sterk dat niets zijn groei in de weg staat

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Take a large, almost round, rotating sphere about 8000 miles in diameter, surround it with a murky, viscous atmosphere of gases mixed with water vapor, tilt its axis so it wobbles back and forth with respect to a source of heat and light, freeze it at both ends and roast it in the middle, cover most of its surface with liquid that constantly feeds vapor into the atmosphere as the sphere tosses billions of gallons up and down to the rhythmic pulling of a captive satellite and the sun. Then try to predict the conditions of that atmosphere over a small area within a 5 mile radius for a period of one to five days in advance!

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Not that anyone asked me what I believe in, but will have to throw out death and taxes.

But this is far more romantic, can we all sing together?

" I believe for every drop of rain that falls, a flower grows

And I believe that somewhere in the darkest night a candle glows

I believe for everyone who goes astray

Someone will come to show the way

Yes I believe, oh I believe

I believe above the storm the smallest prayer will still be heard

I believe that someone in the great somewhere hears every word

Every time I hear a newborn baby cry

Or touch a leaf or see the sky

Then I know why I believe

Every time I hear a newborn baby cry

Or touch a leaf or see the sky

Then I know why I believe

I believe

Oh I believe'

Or is the preceding offensive to some?

Everywhere you look theres a story to be told.

behind every smile a frown, and every frown, a broken heart.

In the eyes of love there is nowhere unseen, for love knows no boundaries. there is no creature undeserving of love, for lack of love is the root of all hate. kindness and generosity are a magical thing....

given it will radiate and spread through all who experience it..

but given too late... and the seeds of hate are already planted. .....

no amount of love can undo the damage done, though it may hide it well....

within that darkened soul still lies a heart with dark secrets at bay....

and no one knows just how long this darkness can hide before finally showing itself... ..

but when it does its a truly beautiful sight.....

all the hate and fear once bottled inside now released unto a thought hideous act....

but anyone who knows true beauty, knows that the most exquisite beauty is found in darkness.......

And death.. the most beautiful thing of all.....

for death shall not be feared...

such a sweet release from this cruel and unforgiving world...

tis a gift to those who are most undeserving,

for the acts upon us do not tell the truth of our souls, our secrets, our truth and innocence...all stolen.

do now not be deceived.. i am not your enemy i have come to take you away from this misery......

yes it will hurt.. but whats pleasure without pain? pain is but the greatest sensation of all..

always affirming our meek and unimportant existence.....

i want you to feel true love..

and the only true love is one that can let you go.. or so they say...

if you love something, let it go free...

well i shall now let you go... but you don't belong to me..

so you shall not return..

though for the love that Ive lost, ill surely mourn you.

my most beautiful deed done... i have let you go...

in the wake of evil, Passion shall prevail..

the beauty of the beasts soul shall engulf all around.

and those who shall cower in fear are the ones who should be feared..

and those who confront with hatred and disgust are those who next shall be let go from this life..

for their fears shall be confronted.. and they shall finally see the beauty...... the ecstasy of pain... the pleasure of feeling you soul be released.

do not fear now as you slip away...... close you're eyes, let yourself drift off.

now you shall love me forever for the gift Ive given you,

for you haven't actually lived until you have too died.

now when you look at me, can you read my eyes?

the pain i feel hid behind a mask to disguise....

my true Passion in life which is the beauty that doth lie in death.

All is not just about religious books and thoughts!!!

This is a poem about death.

Alot about love to. want share some???

The recompense for an injury

is an injury equal thereto (in degree),

but if a person forgives and makes reconciliation,

his reward is due from God,

for God loves not those who do wrong.

But indeed, if any do help and defend themselves

after a wrong done to them,

against such there is no cause of blame.

The blame is only against those who oppress men

with wrongdoing and insolently transgress

beyond bounds through the land,

defying right and justice.

For such there will be a penalty grievous (in the Hereafter).

But indeed, if any show patience and forgive,

that would truly be an affair of great resolution.

Qur'an 42:40-43

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Not that anyone asked me what I believe in, but will have to throw out death and taxes.

But this is far more romantic, can we all sing together?

" I believe for every drop of rain that falls, a flower grows

And I believe that somewhere in the darkest night a candle glows

I believe for everyone who goes astray

Someone will come to show the way

Yes I believe, oh I believe

I believe above the storm the smallest prayer will still be heard

I believe that someone in the great somewhere hears every word

Every time I hear a newborn baby cry

Or touch a leaf or see the sky

Then I know why I believe

Every time I hear a newborn baby cry

Or touch a leaf or see the sky

Then I know why I believe

I believe

Oh I believe'

Or is the preceding offensive to some?

Everywhere you look theres a story to be told.

behind every smile a frown, and every frown, a broken heart.

In the eyes of love there is nowhere unseen, for love knows no boundaries. there is no creature undeserving of love, for lack of love is the root of all hate. kindness and generosity are a magical thing....

given it will radiate and spread through all who experience it..

but given too late... and the seeds of hate are already planted. .....

no amount of love can undo the damage done, though it may hide it well....

within that darkened soul still lies a heart with dark secrets at bay....

and no one knows just how long this darkness can hide before finally showing itself... ..

but when it does its a truly beautiful sight.....

all the hate and fear once bottled inside now released unto a thought hideous act....

but anyone who knows true beauty, knows that the most exquisite beauty is found in darkness.......

And death.. the most beautiful thing of all.....

for death shall not be feared...

such a sweet release from this cruel and unforgiving world...

tis a gift to those who are most undeserving,

for the acts upon us do not tell the truth of our souls, our secrets, our truth and innocence...all stolen.

do now not be deceived.. i am not your enemy i have come to take you away from this misery......

yes it will hurt.. but whats pleasure without pain? pain is but the greatest sensation of all..

always affirming our meek and unimportant existence.....

i want you to feel true love..

and the only true love is one that can let you go.. or so they say...

if you love something, let it go free...

well i shall now let you go... but you don't belong to me..

so you shall not return..

though for the love that Ive lost, ill surely mourn you.

my most beautiful deed done... i have let you go...

in the wake of evil, Passion shall prevail..

the beauty of the beasts soul shall engulf all around.

and those who shall cower in fear are the ones who should be feared..

and those who confront with hatred and disgust are those who next shall be let go from this life..

for their fears shall be confronted.. and they shall finally see the beauty...... the ecstasy of pain... the pleasure of feeling you soul be released.

do not fear now as you slip away...... close you're eyes, let yourself drift off.

now you shall love me forever for the gift Ive given you,

for you haven't actually lived until you have too died.

now when you look at me, can you read my eyes?

the pain i feel hid behind a mask to disguise....

my true Passion in life which is the beauty that doth lie in death.

All is not just about religious books and thoughts!!!

This is a poem about death.

Alot about love to. want share some???

I would surely like to hear your views on the one you posted.

Liefde is een bloem zo teer dat hij knakt bij de minste aanraking en zo sterk dat niets zijn groei in de weg staat

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IK HOU VAN JOU, MARK

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Take a large, almost round, rotating sphere about 8000 miles in diameter, surround it with a murky, viscous atmosphere of gases mixed with water vapor, tilt its axis so it wobbles back and forth with respect to a source of heat and light, freeze it at both ends and roast it in the middle, cover most of its surface with liquid that constantly feeds vapor into the atmosphere as the sphere tosses billions of gallons up and down to the rhythmic pulling of a captive satellite and the sun. Then try to predict the conditions of that atmosphere over a small area within a 5 mile radius for a period of one to five days in advance!

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:pop: time to watch tmma tear this one up.

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Kumbaya, my Lord, kumbaya;

Kumbaya, my Lord, kumbaya;

Kumbaya, my Lord, kumbaya;

Oh, Lord, kumbaya.

Someone's cryin', Lord, kumbaya;

Someone's cryin', Lord, kumbaya;

Someone's cryin', Lord, kumbaya;

Oh, Lord, kumbaya.

Someone's singin', Lord, kumbaya;

Someone's singin', Lord, kumbaya;

Someone's singin', Lord, kumbaya;

Oh, Lord, kumbaya.

Kumbaya, my Lord, kumbaya;

Kumbaya, my Lord, kumbaya;

Kumbaya, my Lord, kumbaya;

Oh, Lord, kumbaya.

Kumbaya.

"Only from your heart can you touch the sky" - Rumi

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Not that anyone asked me what I believe in, but will have to throw out death and taxes.

But this is far more romantic, can we all sing together?

" I believe for every drop of rain that falls, a flower grows

And I believe that somewhere in the darkest night a candle glows

I believe for everyone who goes astray

Someone will come to show the way

Yes I believe, oh I believe

I believe above the storm the smallest prayer will still be heard

I believe that someone in the great somewhere hears every word

Every time I hear a newborn baby cry

Or touch a leaf or see the sky

Then I know why I believe

Every time I hear a newborn baby cry

Or touch a leaf or see the sky

Then I know why I believe

I believe

Oh I believe'

Or is the preceding offensive to some?

Everywhere you look theres a story to be told.

behind every smile a frown, and every frown, a broken heart.

In the eyes of love there is nowhere unseen, for love knows no boundaries. there is no creature undeserving of love, for lack of love is the root of all hate. kindness and generosity are a magical thing....

given it will radiate and spread through all who experience it..

but given too late... and the seeds of hate are already planted. .....

no amount of love can undo the damage done, though it may hide it well....

within that darkened soul still lies a heart with dark secrets at bay....

and no one knows just how long this darkness can hide before finally showing itself... ..

but when it does its a truly beautiful sight.....

all the hate and fear once bottled inside now released unto a thought hideous act....

but anyone who knows true beauty, knows that the most exquisite beauty is found in darkness.......

And death.. the most beautiful thing of all.....

for death shall not be feared...

such a sweet release from this cruel and unforgiving world...

tis a gift to those who are most undeserving,

for the acts upon us do not tell the truth of our souls, our secrets, our truth and innocence...all stolen.

do now not be deceived.. i am not your enemy i have come to take you away from this misery......

yes it will hurt.. but whats pleasure without pain? pain is but the greatest sensation of all..

always affirming our meek and unimportant existence.....

i want you to feel true love..

and the only true love is one that can let you go.. or so they say...

if you love something, let it go free...

well i shall now let you go... but you don't belong to me..

so you shall not return..

though for the love that Ive lost, ill surely mourn you.

my most beautiful deed done... i have let you go...

in the wake of evil, Passion shall prevail..

the beauty of the beasts soul shall engulf all around.

and those who shall cower in fear are the ones who should be feared..

and those who confront with hatred and disgust are those who next shall be let go from this life..

for their fears shall be confronted.. and they shall finally see the beauty...... the ecstasy of pain... the pleasure of feeling you soul be released.

do not fear now as you slip away...... close you're eyes, let yourself drift off.

now you shall love me forever for the gift Ive given you,

for you haven't actually lived until you have too died.

now when you look at me, can you read my eyes?

the pain i feel hid behind a mask to disguise....

my true Passion in life which is the beauty that doth lie in death.

All is not just about religious books and thoughts!!!

This is a poem about death.

Alot about love to. want share some???

I would surely like to hear your views on the one you posted.

Well thats upto ur own understanding capabilities :P

The recompense for an injury

is an injury equal thereto (in degree),

but if a person forgives and makes reconciliation,

his reward is due from God,

for God loves not those who do wrong.

But indeed, if any do help and defend themselves

after a wrong done to them,

against such there is no cause of blame.

The blame is only against those who oppress men

with wrongdoing and insolently transgress

beyond bounds through the land,

defying right and justice.

For such there will be a penalty grievous (in the Hereafter).

But indeed, if any show patience and forgive,

that would truly be an affair of great resolution.

Qur'an 42:40-43

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Euch, this thread gets more tacky by the minute - opinions are in short supply, copy and paste abounds.

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Not that anyone asked me what I believe in, but will have to throw out death and taxes.

But this is far more romantic, can we all sing together?

" I believe for every drop of rain that falls, a flower grows

And I believe that somewhere in the darkest night a candle glows

I believe for everyone who goes astray

Someone will come to show the way

Yes I believe, oh I believe

I believe above the storm the smallest prayer will still be heard

I believe that someone in the great somewhere hears every word

Every time I hear a newborn baby cry

Or touch a leaf or see the sky

Then I know why I believe

Every time I hear a newborn baby cry

Or touch a leaf or see the sky

Then I know why I believe

I believe

Oh I believe'

Or is the preceding offensive to some?

Everywhere you look theres a story to be told.

behind every smile a frown, and every frown, a broken heart.

In the eyes of love there is nowhere unseen, for love knows no boundaries. there is no creature undeserving of love, for lack of love is the root of all hate. kindness and generosity are a magical thing....

given it will radiate and spread through all who experience it..

but given too late... and the seeds of hate are already planted. .....

no amount of love can undo the damage done, though it may hide it well....

within that darkened soul still lies a heart with dark secrets at bay....

and no one knows just how long this darkness can hide before finally showing itself... ..

but when it does its a truly beautiful sight.....

all the hate and fear once bottled inside now released unto a thought hideous act....

but anyone who knows true beauty, knows that the most exquisite beauty is found in darkness.......

And death.. the most beautiful thing of all.....

for death shall not be feared...

such a sweet release from this cruel and unforgiving world...

tis a gift to those who are most undeserving,

for the acts upon us do not tell the truth of our souls, our secrets, our truth and innocence...all stolen.

do now not be deceived.. i am not your enemy i have come to take you away from this misery......

yes it will hurt.. but whats pleasure without pain? pain is but the greatest sensation of all..

always affirming our meek and unimportant existence.....

i want you to feel true love..

and the only true love is one that can let you go.. or so they say...

if you love something, let it go free...

well i shall now let you go... but you don't belong to me..

so you shall not return..

though for the love that Ive lost, ill surely mourn you.

my most beautiful deed done... i have let you go...

in the wake of evil, Passion shall prevail..

the beauty of the beasts soul shall engulf all around.

and those who shall cower in fear are the ones who should be feared..

and those who confront with hatred and disgust are those who next shall be let go from this life..

for their fears shall be confronted.. and they shall finally see the beauty...... the ecstasy of pain... the pleasure of feeling you soul be released.

do not fear now as you slip away...... close you're eyes, let yourself drift off.

now you shall love me forever for the gift Ive given you,

for you haven't actually lived until you have too died.

now when you look at me, can you read my eyes?

the pain i feel hid behind a mask to disguise....

my true Passion in life which is the beauty that doth lie in death.

All is not just about religious books and thoughts!!!

This is a poem about death.

Alot about love to. want share some???

I would surely like to hear your views on the one you posted.

Well thats upto ur own understanding capabilities :P

Oh I believe I understand, but I was giving you the chance to give YOUR interpretation.

Liefde is een bloem zo teer dat hij knakt bij de minste aanraking en zo sterk dat niets zijn groei in de weg staat

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Kumbaya, my Lord, kumbaya;

Kumbaya, my Lord, kumbaya;

Kumbaya, my Lord, kumbaya;

Oh, Lord, kumbaya.

Someone's cryin', Lord, kumbaya;

Someone's cryin', Lord, kumbaya;

Someone's cryin', Lord, kumbaya;

Oh, Lord, kumbaya.

Someone's singin', Lord, kumbaya;

Someone's singin', Lord, kumbaya;

Someone's singin', Lord, kumbaya;

Oh, Lord, kumbaya.

Kumbaya, my Lord, kumbaya;

Kumbaya, my Lord, kumbaya;

Kumbaya, my Lord, kumbaya;

Oh, Lord, kumbaya.

Kumbaya.

And which Lord are you referring to?

I just kidding, just kidding! :D Can I sing along with you? :lol:

Married since 9-18-04(All K1 visa & GC details in timeline.)

Ishu tum he mere Prabhu:::Jesus you are my Lord

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:pop: time to watch tmma tear this one up.

can I haz zome :pop:???

yes ma'am, otherwise you might poke me with your oversize switchblade. :pop:

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