if one needs that to have a moral structure, I sincerely hope they never lose it.

Assuming the story of Christ is true:


So if you could go back in time to the time of Christ, you would not try to save him? You would probably sell him for 30 pieces of silver to make sure he died for your sins! You would stop anyone from trying to save him?

What if his true mission was to spread the gospel and teach people how to heal others? What if the story about him dieing for your sins is just a lie to cover up the injustice of killing a man of God?

Your attitude is equal to killing him yourself as a sacrifice to save your own butt. I find it very selfish and distasteful.

I don't like human sacrifice or animal sacrifice for the sake of some blood thirsty God. That sounds like the reptilian over lords, sons of the snake people.

He was just a nut raising hell on his soapbox!

What a wonderful question.

Yes I think our experiences matter. I have had two long term relationhips, one was my husband, the father of my children and the second was with a man who I loved so much, it hurt.

My husband had an affair for three years, I found out and it almost killed me, now I am over all of that and we all get on and are quite the nuclear family.

My second ended because of cultural differences, the primary factor, there were other contributing factors of course. He is American and I am European, there were many difficulties, he would explode like a shaken bottle of champagne, if he took my words the wrong way and I could bore you all with the details, but I will not.

My experiences, despite their behaviour and how I loved both these men, have contributed to how I am now, I looked at my own behaviour and their reactions and what I found was that they were both unhappy about the same things, my behaviour in those relationships, and that was hard to face, but I did.

I know what love is for me, I never want to ask it, I never want to be asked to prove it, if I love him he will know I do.

Those two men in their loving of me have taught me alot, how not to be bitter when it all ends, and I am not now, I was for a time, anger, hurt, resentment even hatred at times, but all I was doing was turning that back on myself and I was the one suffering. My recovery from that was long, and now I am happy. Happiness is an ongoing journey not a destination, and in my journey, amny things matter when I love a man.

speaking of vanilla ice cream... try a spoon full of peanut butter on the side... OMG its good... vanilla ice cream and peanut butter....

or....

let the vanilla ice cream melt just a tad and dip Nacho Cheese Doritos in it... oh my goodness... a match made in heaven... vanilla ice cream and Nacho Cheese Doritos...

well i direct porn and i dance on a pole people seem to like that and ask me out

yea see no one is ranting about anything its a dicussion and yea there r other factors and weight can be one of them

Sorry, I somehow posted twice, I'm really not obsessed with breast.