Lisa, so sorry for your loss. My prayers are for you and Paul. I will surely light a candle for Paul's soul at Mass this week. May the Lord be with you.
I'm keeping you, your sons and daughters in prayer, Lisa. In the meantime, my blog team has opened up a thread at Donkey's Revenge to laugh at the misfortunes of the liberals while you take time to gather your thoughts while mourning Paul's passing. The team will remind readers to stop by and read your posts.
As I said before Lisa, You and your family are in my prayers, and PLEASE KNOW that I wish you peace and comfort and please accept my deepest condolences. Also please know that you have many friends here aside from the lunatics that come here, we ALL love you and would do anything to help you in your time of need.
Please come back to us when you are feeling up to it, and things look brighter, and they will. Until them all my love is being sent to you
Welcome aboard, Giuseppe Gonzalez. Lisa is a loyal person. I look forward to reading your replies to Lisa. I saw how Shaw attacked you at her hate site. Some of us call her site "Boston Piggy" because of her mean spirited attacks. But, that's all I will say about Shaw for now.
On a side note, Quackobyrd took a dive South and nearly dove into the dirt nap nest. At Boston Piggy, one of Shenehneh's pet monkeys said that Quackobyrd went through bypass surgeries, and is on the mend.
Lisa, take care of yourself. We'll all be here when you are ready.
Thanks for the “Welcome’”. I’m working sorry that I had my first visit here at Lisa’s at this sad time. But I look forward to many discussions here Witt you and the others. In the meantime Go President Trump.!
Poetry means a great deal to me, Lisa, as yu probablt know. I've found both reading poetry and creating some of my own to be very therapeutic. I hope the following gives you comfort as it has me for a good many years:
Do not stand at my grave and weep I am not there. I do not sleep. I am a thousand winds that blow. I am the diamond glints on snow. I am the sunlight on ripened grain. I am the gentle autumn rain. When you awaken in the morning's hush I am the swift uplifting rush Of quiet birds in circled flight. I am the soft stars that shine at night. Do not stand at my grave and cry; I am not there. I did not die.
EVEN UNTO THE LEAST OF THESE WE SUFFER GRIEF AT THEIR LOSS
__ To A Superior Parrot - January 24, 2010 __
Rest softly in your plumage, golden friend. I found you warm, yet lifeless, though your eyes Pierced my heart as though you wished to send Longings still my way. A rude surprise It was to find that you so quickly passed –– Taken leave –– without the faintest sound. The twenty years we had went by so fast. Love grew slowly ‘tween us, but once found Evolved into a rather poignant thing. Despite your squawks, and shrill, ill-timed demands, Even your envy of the cats was touching. Vain, inane, your comical commands Inspired chuckles, while your innocence Leaves a scar upon my conscience.
THERE'S A WORLD OF SOLACE IN THIS FAMOUS POEM BY JOHN KEATS, LISA. ITS MESSAGE IN ESSENCE TELLS US THAT NO LOVELY GOOD, WORTHWHILE ,OR HAPPY THING EVER DIES ONCE IT'S RELEASED INTO THE WORLD. THAT'S PROBABLY MOST TRUE OF THE GOD RELATIONSHIPS WE"VE BEEN PRIVILEGED TO EXPERIENCE AND LATER CHERISH.
A Thing of Beauty is a Joy Forever
A thing of beauty is a joy for ever: Its loveliness increases; it will never
Pass into nothingness; but still will keep A bower quiet for us, and a sleep
Full of sweet dreams, and health, and quiet breathing. Therefore, on every morrow, are we wreathing
A flowery band to bind us to the earth, Spite of despondence, of the inhuman dearth
Of noble natures, of the gloomy days, Of all the unhealthy and o'er-darkened ways
Made for our searching: yes, in spite of all, Some shape of beauty moves away the pall
From our dark spirits. Such the sun, the moon, Trees old, and young, sprouting a shady boon
For simple sheep; and such are daffodils With the green world they live in; and clear rills
That for themselves a cooling covert make 'Gainst the hot season; the mid-forest brake,
Rich with a sprinkling of fair musk-rose blooms: And such too is the grandeur of the dooms
We have imagined for the mighty dead; All lovely tales that we have heard or read:
An endless fountain of immortal drink, Pouring unto us from the heaven's brink.
Nor do we merely feel these essences For one short hour; no, even as the trees That whisper round a temple become soon Dear as the temple's self, so does the moon,
The passion poesy, glories infinite, Haunt us till they become a cheering light
Unto our souls, and bound to us so fast That, whether there be shine or gloom o'ercast,
They always must be with us, or we die. Therefore, 'tis with full happiness that I
Will trace the story of Endymion. The very music of the name has gone
Into my being, and each pleasant scene Is growing fresh before me as the green
Of our own valleys: so I will begin Now while I cannot hear the city's din;
Now while the early budders are just new, And run in mazes of the youngest hue
About old forests; while the willow trails Its delicate amber; and the dairy pails
Bring home increase of milk. And, as the year Grows lush in juicy stalks, I'll smoothly steer
My little boat, for many quiet hours, With streams that deepen freshly into bowers . Many and many a verse I hope to write, Before the daisies, vermeil rimmed and white,
Hide in deep herbage; and ere yet the bees Hum about globes of clover and sweet peas,
I must be near the middle of my story. O may no wintry season, bare and hoary,
See it half finished: but let Autumn bold, With universal tinge of sober gold,
Be all about me when I make an end! And now at once, adventuresome, I send
My herald thought into a wilderness: There let its trumpet blow, and quickly dress
My uncertain path with green, that I may speed Easily onward, thorough flowers and weed.
Remember me when I am gone away, Gone far away into the silent land; When you can no more hold me by the hand, Nor I half turn to go yet turning stay.
Remember me when no more, day by day, You tell me of our future that you plann'd: Only remember me; you understand It will be late to counsel then or pray.
Yet if you should forget me for a while And afterwards remember, do not grieve: For if the darkness and corruption leave A vestige of the thoughts that once I had,
Better by far you should forget and smile Than that you should remember and be sad.
Hello, you two! I wonder if you ever knew How much we‘d miss you If you moved away?
You’re no longer within reach, You’ve taught us all you had to teach, I guess, but between us there’s no breach, And so no need to say
“We love you, and we always will. –– We’re grateful that you joined us here to fill Happy days and times we went downhill With antics that brought smiles each time you’d play.
” No, you don’t need us now, Though we shall always feel a need to show How much we miss observing how you’d grow, Develop, subtly changing every day.
But when the time for growing ends at last, And we start living mostly in the past, And wish to cling forever and hold fast It’s then we must let go and move away.
Perhaps we’ll meet again someday, I hope. Even though there is no cord or rope Binding us, I feel no urge to mope, Because the love we’ve shared will never fray.
~ FreeThinke
THIS WAS WRITTEN ABOUT TWO BELOVED PETS, BUT IT COULD APPLY TO ANYONE WE'VE LOVED AND CARED FOR.
I'll see you again Whenever spring breaks through again Time may lay heavy between But what is mean Is past forgetting This sweet memory Across the years Will come to me Though my world may go awry In my heart will ever lie Just the echo of a sigh Goodbye I'll see you again Whenever spring breaks through again Time has lain heavy between But what is mean Can leave me never Your dear memory Throughout my life Will come to me Though my world has gone awry Though the years my tears may dry I shall love you 'til i die Goodbye.
Leave it to the cowardly and stinky flatuent blog troll Pookie Toot-Toot to fling poo while Lisa mourns over the loss of Paul. My team has opened a thread at Donkey's Revenge to post political thoughts while Lisa mourns.
Good Taste, Good Sense, Tact, Kindness, Decency, Sensitivity and Consideration, as always,are in short supply in the blogosphere.
Never mind, Lisa, those who care about you really do love you, and what you stand for. We will continue to respect and share your grief with as much dignity and restraint as we can muster.
Only you have the right to decide when –– or if –– it's time to return to business as usual.
Meanwhile, I hope you have family members and understanding friends who will be able to help you to have as good a Christmas as possible at this dark time in your life.
Lisa, you know that my blog team has your back. Just so you know, I have the most hated troll Dervish backed into a corner after he attacked Rattrapper and me at his hate site. He apparently stopped by and saw my last comment where I gave a heads up about what I heard about Quackobyrd's second chance that God Almighty is trying to give him. Dervish had a chance to leave an expression of condolences to you, but didn't. He blew any chance of decency instead by attacking me and Rattrapper. He specifically mentioned a date in November when he wrote his retort. If he tries to backtrack, he'll be eating humble pie.
For unto us a Child is born, Unto us a Son is given, And the goverment shell be upon His shoulder, And His nme shall be called Wonderful Counselor, The Mighty God, Th Everlasting Father, The Prince of Peace.
And He shall feed His flock Like a shepherd; And He shall gather the lambs With His arm, and carry them in His bosom, And gently lead those that are With young.
~ Isaiah 40:11
Come unto Him, All ye that labour, Come unto Him That are heavy laden, And He will give you rest.
Take His yoke upon you, And learn of Him, For He is meek and lowly of heart, And Ye shall find rest unto your souls.
The pure evil coming out of Trump and his henchmen is truly horrifying. I bet the orange blob spent his childhood puling the wings off of butterflies and kicking puppies. I really do not trust a president who doesn't have a pet (Other than poor caged Melenoma., of course
The Week started out with 10 Democrats signing an official letter and sending it to Pelousy that she drop impeachment, and instead settle for a Censure of The President.
Then things got heated for numerous Democrats when they went home, with their phone lines being tied up with their constituents bitching , their offices were inundated with letters, and they were being shouted down in public with threats from their constituents to vote them out of office if they dare to vote to impeach The President over a 3 year long Nothing Burger and Witch Hunt.
Then we hear another 5-7 Dems are strictly opposed to impeachment, and will vote no on top of the previous 10 mentioned. I'd just like to give a warm welcome to Jeff Van Drew for his courage of leaving the liars behind, and switching over to the “RIGHT” side. And Now not 1 but 2 Democrats are leaving The Democrat Party over Impeachment.
So far we have about 20 Democrats giving the Middle Finger to Pelousy and more than Half The Country doing the same breaking rank with Pelousy 's Personal Partisan Impeachment.
And now More, and More we see the Democrat Party is losing as President Trump is kicking ass with trade deals and his popularity is surging as people grow hostile towards impeachment and Pelousy 's Propaganda. So that’s why Schumer is pissed off and whining that they want to call witnesses and now the House democrats are getting cold feet? The media is getting gearing up for impeachment any minute, and its all falling apart.... again.
Bottom Line!....The Democrats have watered down the need for Impeachment , even making it a farce. Worse, they have wasted so much time and money making this their top issue, and doing nothing else in the past 3 years . And they have nothing to show for it..
I want to see a circus in the Senate, I want Roberts to throw the articles out for being unconstitutional. Nanny Nancy's claim that Trump taking the subpoenas to court is "obstruction of justice" is total bullshit.
So here is my honest opinion:..Maybe if The Democrats get their asses kicked so bad, that they learn a lesson from it, And if they don’t, it’s too Freaken bad!
If there were any abuse of power, it was the progressive socialist democrats engaging in a conspiracy to overthrow a duly-elected President of the United States
Dear IrRational Jackass, and Madam Socialistic, just in case you weren’t aware of it The Shifty Schiff and Pelousie show is over..................They has no power in the Senate........Zero
If you listen to Shaw and the people in her snake pit or Hornets nest, you’ll realize their whole goal is to nullify the 2020 election before it even happens...That’s how scared they are of Trump. And that’s why they want him impeached. They already know that they can’t beat him!
Bruce is Right , the dimwitted Imbeciles, that comment at that Snake Pit such as Radical National Dickface, and Dervish Sandpaper, Dave the Mexican Preacher, are a kin to One Flew Over the Cookoo,s nest. , And are not to be taken seriously.
Regardless whether one is religious, not religious, or just confused about the whole ordeal, there is much good that can come from this time. First, there is family, and most attitudes soften, and people have closer ties during this season. Friends are friendlier, non-friends are also friendlier, and complete strangers smile more often. This is something to hold on to, especially in this unprecedented time of division.
This is also the most special time for small children, and the joy in their faces is enough to melt the heart of any man. This attitude should be remembered, and should be cherished. If only it could last forever, the world would be a better place.
But the unfortunate thing about this is that one day after new years day, the Liberals, and Progressives will still be the Rotten bunch of hateful asshole that they were last week. But until then, Merry Christmas, Happy New Year, Happy Hanukkah, and Happy Kwanzaa
Has everyone noticed that the most vile liberal trolls other than Pookie Toot Toot haven't stopped by in a long time? Dodobyrd flew south and nearly took a dirt nap when he nearly crash landed his carcass into his dirtnap nest. Rusty spotted slow Cray Cray getting his belly and ears scratched at Boston Piggy's dump. And Mystere cut off that retarded vile troll Buttstink Dervish when Dervish boobytrapped himself by spewing false accusations while admitting he stopped by here without leaving any condolences. It's been good not seeing the vile fleabaggers taking dumps here. I give RN a little credit; while he's far out in left field, at least he cared enough to express his condolences.
Again, Happy New Year! May the year of the rat bring prosperity to everyone!
Lisa, so sorry for your loss. My prayers are for you and Paul. I will surely light a candle for Paul's soul at Mass this week. May the Lord be with you.
ReplyDeleteI'm so sorry, Lisa. There's nothng harder than losing a beloved mate. I'm glad Paul went peacefully. He was fortunate to have you with him.
ReplyDelete"Earth has no sorrow that heaven can't remove."
I'm sure Paul is there now. I hope that helps ese the pain of not having here with you anymore.
Msy the Lord bless you and keep you, Lisa.
My condolences.
ReplyDeleteNothing prepares us for the loss of our mate. Nothing!
You are in my prayers, Lisa.
My deepest condolences Lisa.
ReplyDeletePaul is at peace and resting in a better place. Be comforted with the knowledge you will be with him again someday.
I'm so sorry again Lisa. Paul was very lucky to have such a good hearted mate from beginning to end.
ReplyDeleteAs Franco said Thanksgiving won't be happy, but it can still be good. Stay with family and friends and it will he a little less sad.
You guys will see each other again before you know it.
I'm keeping you, your sons and daughters in prayer, Lisa. In the meantime, my blog team has opened up a thread at Donkey's Revenge to laugh at the misfortunes of the liberals while you take time to gather your thoughts while mourning Paul's passing. The team will remind readers to stop by and read your posts.
ReplyDeleteAs I said before Lisa, You and your family are in my prayers, and PLEASE KNOW that I wish you peace and comfort and please accept my deepest condolences.
ReplyDeleteAlso please know that you have many friends here aside from the lunatics that come here, we ALL love you and would do anything to help you in your time of need.
Please come back to us when you are feeling up to it, and things look brighter, and they will. Until them all my love is being sent to you
Condolences from Maryland. Sad to hear the news.
ReplyDeleteYou have lots of very good friends, and fans here Lisa. You must be a very nice and loyal person.
ReplyDeleteI would have been proud to know you.
Welcome aboard, Giuseppe Gonzalez. Lisa is a loyal person. I look forward to reading your replies to Lisa. I saw how Shaw attacked you at her hate site. Some of us call her site "Boston Piggy" because of her mean spirited attacks. But, that's all I will say about Shaw for now.
ReplyDeleteOn a side note, Quackobyrd took a dive South and nearly dove into the dirt nap nest. At Boston Piggy, one of Shenehneh's pet monkeys said that Quackobyrd went through bypass surgeries, and is on the mend.
Lisa, take care of yourself. We'll all be here when you are ready.
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DeleteLeave it to loser Eddie to use a solemn event to score personal attacks.
DeleteThanks for the “Welcome’”.
ReplyDeleteI’m working sorry that I had my first visit here at Lisa’s at this sad time.
But I look forward to many discussions here Witt you and the others.
In the meantime Go President Trump.!
Poetry means a great deal to me, Lisa, as yu probablt know. I've found both reading poetry and creating some of my own to be very therapeutic. I hope the following gives you comfort as it has me for a good many years:
ReplyDeleteDo not stand at my grave and weep
I am not there. I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow.
I am the diamond glints on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain.
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you awaken in the morning's hush
I am the swift uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the soft stars that shine at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry;
I am not there. I did not die.
~ Mary Elizabeth Frye (1905-2004)
EVEN UNTO THE LEAST OF THESE WE SUFFER GRIEF AT THEIR LOSS
ReplyDelete__ To A Superior Parrot - January 24, 2010 __
Rest softly in your plumage, golden friend.
I found you warm, yet lifeless, though your eyes
Pierced my heart as though you wished to send
Longings still my way. A rude surprise
It was to find that you so quickly passed ––
Taken leave –– without the faintest sound.
The twenty years we had went by so fast.
Love grew slowly ‘tween us, but once found
Evolved into a rather poignant thing.
Despite your squawks, and shrill, ill-timed demands,
Even your envy of the cats was touching.
Vain, inane, your comical commands
Inspired chuckles, while your innocence
Leaves a scar upon my conscience.
~ FreeThinke - January 26, 2010
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ReplyDeleteTHERE'S A WORLD OF SOLACE IN THIS FAMOUS POEM BY JOHN KEATS, LISA. ITS MESSAGE IN ESSENCE TELLS US THAT NO LOVELY GOOD, WORTHWHILE ,OR HAPPY THING EVER DIES ONCE IT'S RELEASED INTO THE WORLD. THAT'S PROBABLY MOST TRUE OF THE GOD RELATIONSHIPS WE"VE BEEN PRIVILEGED TO EXPERIENCE AND LATER CHERISH.
ReplyDeleteA Thing of Beauty is a Joy Forever
A thing of beauty is a joy for ever:
Its loveliness increases; it will never
Pass into nothingness; but still will keep
A bower quiet for us, and a sleep
Full of sweet dreams, and health, and quiet breathing.
Therefore, on every morrow, are we wreathing
A flowery band to bind us to the earth,
Spite of despondence, of the inhuman dearth
Of noble natures, of the gloomy days,
Of all the unhealthy and o'er-darkened ways
Made for our searching: yes, in spite of all,
Some shape of beauty moves away the pall
From our dark spirits. Such the sun, the moon,
Trees old, and young, sprouting a shady boon
For simple sheep; and such are daffodils
With the green world they live in; and clear rills
That for themselves a cooling covert make
'Gainst the hot season; the mid-forest brake,
Rich with a sprinkling of fair musk-rose blooms:
And such too is the grandeur of the dooms
We have imagined for the mighty dead;
All lovely tales that we have heard or read:
An endless fountain of immortal drink,
Pouring unto us from the heaven's brink.
Nor do we merely feel these essences
For one short hour; no, even as the trees
That whisper round a temple become soon
Dear as the temple's self, so does the moon,
The passion poesy, glories infinite,
Haunt us till they become a cheering light
Unto our souls, and bound to us so fast
That, whether there be shine or gloom o'ercast,
They always must be with us, or we die.
Therefore, 'tis with full happiness that I
Will trace the story of Endymion.
The very music of the name has gone
Into my being, and each pleasant scene
Is growing fresh before me as the green
Of our own valleys: so I will begin
Now while I cannot hear the city's din;
Now while the early budders are just new,
And run in mazes of the youngest hue
About old forests; while the willow trails
Its delicate amber; and the dairy pails
Bring home increase of milk. And, as the year
Grows lush in juicy stalks, I'll smoothly steer
My little boat, for many quiet hours,
With streams that deepen freshly into bowers
.
Many and many a verse I hope to write,
Before the daisies, vermeil rimmed and white,
Hide in deep herbage; and ere yet the bees
Hum about globes of clover and sweet peas,
I must be near the middle of my story.
O may no wintry season, bare and hoary,
See it half finished: but let Autumn bold,
With universal tinge of sober gold,
Be all about me when I make an end!
And now at once, adventuresome, I send
My herald thought into a wilderness:
There let its trumpet blow, and quickly dress
My uncertain path with green, that I may speed
Easily onward, thorough flowers and weed.
~ John Keats (1795-1821)
_________ Remember __________
ReplyDeleteRemember me when I am gone away,
Gone far away into the silent land;
When you can no more hold me by the hand,
Nor I half turn to go yet turning stay.
Remember me when no more, day by day,
You tell me of our future that you plann'd:
Only remember me; you understand
It will be late to counsel then or pray.
Yet if you should forget me for a while
And afterwards remember, do not grieve:
For if the darkness and corruption leave
A vestige of the thoughts that once I had,
Better by far you should forget and smile
Than that you should remember and be sad.
~ Christina Rossetti (1836-1894)
I always find comfort in this poem by Christina Rossetti.
Delete_____ I'll Be Seeing You _____
ReplyDeleteI'll be seeing you
___ in all the old familiar places
That this heart of mne embraces
___ all day through.
In that small cafe
–– the park across the way
___ the children's carousel
______the chestnut trees
__________ the wishing well.
I'll b seeing you in ever golden summer day
___ in everything that's light and gay
______ I'll always think of you that way.
I'll find you in the morning sun
___ nd when the night is new
I'l be looking at the moon,
___ but I'll be seeing you.
~ Irving Kahal (1938)
____ To Two Departed Too Soon ____
ReplyDeleteHello, you two! I wonder if you ever knew
How much we‘d miss you
If you moved away?
You’re no longer within reach,
You’ve taught us all you had to teach,
I guess, but between us there’s no breach,
And so no need to say
“We love you, and we always will. ––
We’re grateful that you joined us here to fill
Happy days and times we went downhill
With antics that brought smiles each time you’d play.
” No, you don’t need us now,
Though we shall always feel a need to show
How much we miss observing how you’d grow,
Develop, subtly changing every day.
But when the time for growing ends at last,
And we start living mostly in the past,
And wish to cling forever and hold fast
It’s then we must let go and move away.
Perhaps we’ll meet again someday, I hope.
Even though there is no cord or rope
Binding us, I feel no urge to mope,
Because the love we’ve shared will never fray.
~ FreeThinke
THIS WAS WRITTEN ABOUT TWO BELOVED PETS, BUT IT COULD APPLY TO ANYONE WE'VE LOVED AND CARED FOR.
____ I'LL SEE YOU AGAIN ____
ReplyDeleteI'll see you again
Whenever spring breaks through again
Time may lay heavy between
But what is mean
Is past forgetting
This sweet memory
Across the years
Will come to me
Though my world may go awry
In my heart will ever lie
Just the echo of a sigh
Goodbye
I'll see you again
Whenever spring breaks through again
Time has lain heavy between
But what is mean
Can leave me never
Your dear memory
Throughout my life
Will come to me
Though my world has gone awry
Though the years my tears may dry
I shall love you 'til i die
Goodbye.
~ Noel Coward - Bitter Sweet (1929
Leave it to the cowardly and stinky flatuent blog troll Pookie Toot-Toot to fling poo while Lisa mourns over the loss of Paul. My team has opened a thread at Donkey's Revenge to post political thoughts while Lisa mourns.
ReplyDeleteThis comment has been removed by the author.
ReplyDeleteGood Taste, Good Sense, Tact, Kindness, Decency, Sensitivity and Consideration, as always,are in short supply in the blogosphere.
ReplyDeleteNever mind, Lisa, those who care about you really do love you, and what you stand for. We will continue to respect and share your grief with as much dignity and restraint as we can muster.
Only you have the right to decide when –– or if –– it's time to return to business as usual.
Meanwhile, I hope you have family members and understanding friends who will be able to help you to have as good a Christmas as possible at this dark time in your life.
Amen to that. Please know that ALL of us that really count are thinking of you Lisa. Stay well and come back to us when you are ready.
ReplyDeleteLisa, you know that my blog team has your back. Just so you know, I have the most hated troll Dervish backed into a corner after he attacked Rattrapper and me at his hate site. He apparently stopped by and saw my last comment where I gave a heads up about what I heard about Quackobyrd's second chance that God Almighty is trying to give him. Dervish had a chance to leave an expression of condolences to you, but didn't. He blew any chance of decency instead by attacking me and Rattrapper. He specifically mentioned a date in November when he wrote his retort. If he tries to backtrack, he'll be eating humble pie.
ReplyDeleteThis may come as a surprise to you Mystere but absolutely no one cares about the slap fight you and Dervish are having.
DeleteFor unto us a Child is born,
ReplyDeleteUnto us a Son is given,
And the goverment shell be upon His shoulder,
And His nme shall be called
Wonderful Counselor,
The Mighty God,
Th Everlasting Father,
The Prince of Peace.
And He shall feed His flock
ReplyDeleteLike a shepherd;
And He shall gather the lambs
With His arm, and carry them in His bosom,
And gently lead those that are
With young.
~ Isaiah 40:11
Come unto Him,
All ye that labour,
Come unto Him
That are heavy laden,
And He will give you rest.
Take His yoke upon you,
And learn of Him,
For He is meek and lowly of heart,
And Ye shall find rest unto your souls.
~ Matthew 11:28-29
HALLELUJAH!
ReplyDeleteFor the Lord God omnipotent reigneth.
HALLELUJAH!
And He shall reign for ever and ever.
HALLELUJAH!
Have blessed Christmas, Lisa! Life is always worth living, even under the worst circumstances.
More from this Shihead Liberal Scum
ReplyDeleteBlueBullDecember 14, 2019 at 10:19 AM
The pure evil coming out of Trump and his henchmen is truly horrifying. I bet the orange blob spent his childhood puling the wings off of butterflies and kicking puppies. I really do not trust a president who doesn't have a pet (Other than poor caged Melenoma., of course
The Week started out with 10 Democrats signing an official letter and sending it to Pelousy that she drop impeachment, and instead settle for a Censure of The President.
ReplyDeleteThen things got heated for numerous Democrats when they went home, with their phone lines being tied up with their constituents bitching , their offices were inundated with letters, and they were being shouted down in public with threats from their constituents to vote them out of office if they dare to vote to impeach The President over a 3 year long Nothing Burger and Witch Hunt.
Then we hear another 5-7 Dems are strictly opposed to impeachment, and will vote no on top of the previous 10 mentioned.
I'd just like to give a warm welcome to Jeff Van Drew for his courage of leaving the liars behind, and switching over to the “RIGHT” side.
And Now not 1 but 2 Democrats are leaving The Democrat Party over Impeachment.
So far we have about 20 Democrats giving the Middle Finger to Pelousy and more than Half The Country doing the same breaking rank with Pelousy 's Personal Partisan Impeachment.
And now More, and More we see the Democrat Party is losing as President Trump is kicking ass with trade deals and his popularity is surging as people grow hostile towards impeachment and Pelousy 's Propaganda.
So that’s why Schumer is pissed off and whining that they want to call witnesses and now the House democrats are getting cold feet? The media is getting gearing up for impeachment any minute, and its all falling apart.... again.
Bottom Line!....The Democrats have watered down the need for Impeachment , even making it a farce. Worse, they have wasted so much time and money making this their top issue, and doing nothing else in the past 3 years . And they have nothing to show for it..
I want to see a circus in the Senate, I want Roberts to throw the articles out for being unconstitutional. Nanny Nancy's claim that Trump taking the subpoenas to court is "obstruction of justice" is total bullshit.
So here is my honest opinion:..Maybe if The Democrats get their asses kicked so bad, that they learn a lesson from it, And if they don’t, it’s too Freaken bad!
ReplyDeleteIf there were any abuse of power, it was the progressive socialist democrats engaging in a conspiracy to overthrow a duly-elected President of the United States
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ReplyDeleteDear IrRational Jackass, and Madam Socialistic, just in case you weren’t aware of it
ReplyDeleteThe Shifty Schiff and Pelousie show is over..................They has no power in the Senate........Zero
So go suck on it.
Dear FAKE DONKEY'S REVENGE, go hijack someone else's handle, not Don Key's handle. Perhaps Liberalmann's Flatulence would be a funny handle to use.
ReplyDeleteIf you listen to Shaw and the people in her snake pit or Hornets nest, you’ll realize their whole goal is to nullify the 2020 election before it even happens...That’s how scared they are of Trump. And that’s why they want him impeached. They already know that they can’t beat him!
ReplyDeleteBruce is Right , the dimwitted Imbeciles, that comment at that Snake Pit such as Radical National Dickface, and Dervish Sandpaper, Dave the Mexican Preacher, are a kin to One Flew Over the Cookoo,s nest. , And are not to be taken seriously.
ReplyDeleteI'm not religious but
ReplyDeleteRegardless whether one is religious, not religious, or just confused about the whole ordeal, there is much good that can come from this time. First, there is family, and most attitudes soften, and people have closer ties during this season. Friends are friendlier, non-friends are also friendlier, and complete strangers smile more often. This is something to hold on to, especially in this unprecedented time of division.
This is also the most special time for small children, and the joy in their faces is enough to melt the heart of any man. This attitude should be remembered, and should be cherished. If only it could last forever, the world would be a better place.
But the unfortunate thing about this is that one day after new years day, the Liberals, and Progressives will still be the Rotten bunch of hateful asshole that they were last week.
But until then, Merry Christmas, Happy New Year, Happy Hanukkah, and Happy Kwanzaa
Has everyone noticed that the most vile liberal trolls other than Pookie Toot Toot haven't stopped by in a long time? Dodobyrd flew south and nearly took a dirt nap when he nearly crash landed his carcass into his dirtnap nest. Rusty spotted slow Cray Cray getting his belly and ears scratched at Boston Piggy's dump. And Mystere cut off that retarded vile troll Buttstink Dervish when Dervish boobytrapped himself by spewing false accusations while admitting he stopped by here without leaving any condolences. It's been good not seeing the vile fleabaggers taking dumps here. I give RN a little credit; while he's far out in left field, at least he cared enough to express his condolences.
ReplyDeleteAgain, Happy New Year! May the year of the rat bring prosperity to everyone!
"Be not overcome by Evil, but overcome Evil with Good."
ReplyDelete~ Jesus Christ - From the Sermon on the Mount