Explanation of FaithLet me explain the problem science has with religion.' The atheist professor of philosophy pauses before his class and then asks one of his new students to stand.More Like This
'You're a Christian, aren't you, son?
'Yes sir,' the student says.
'So you believe in God?'
'Is God good?'
'Sure! God's good.'
'Is God all-powerful? Can God do anything?'
'Are you good or evil?'
'The Bible says I'm evil.'
The professor grins knowingly. 'Aha! The Bible!'
He considers for a moment, 'Here's one for you. Let's say there's a sick person over here and you can cure him. You can do it. Would you help him? Would you try?'
'Yes sir, I would.'
'So you're good!'
'I wouldn't say that.'
'But why not say that? You'd help a sick and maimed person if you could. Most of us would if we could. But God doesn't.'
The student does not answer, so the professor continues.
'He doesn't, does he? My brother was a Christian who died of cancer, even though he prayed to Jesus to heal him. How is this Jesus good? Hmmm?
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We have received word. Today, Thursday the 22nd of January, 2009, at 5:30am this morning, the cards were dealt on the table. We never really had any doubt; we had faith in you from the very beginning. Oh, we took our photos and turned you from every angle to try and find that fault. And of course there were faults, but there was something incandescent in that mischievous twinkle in your eyes and in the wide stretch of your grin that made all your petty faults pale into non existence. But its been confirmed now, and our hearts rest easier for it. Congratulations Heath, youve been nominated for the Academy Award for best Performance by and Actor in a Supporting Role. We were all pretty confident youd be nominated, The Dark Knight is on the score board for Best Film and your boss, Chris Nolan is up for Best Director. We wanna say thanks. Its pretty daunting to think that today, at 3:36 pm; it will be a full year since you were pronounced dead. Doesnt feel lik
Order-66More Like This
"Execute order 66." The holograph faded after these words were uttered. The two clonetroopers that watched the message play walked over to where the Jedi Master stood talking with a couple of trainees.
"Master Darkwalker," One of the troopers tapped him on his shoulder. "We need to evacuate all the trainees and younglings out of the temple. It is under attack. We will escort them to safety."
"Under attack?" The look of shock that played across reflected on the troopers visor. "By whom?"
"We don't know sir. We just have our orders to get everyone out. Will you help direct the younglings to our troops waiting outside?" The trooper pointed towards the exit.
"Captain start getting the students out of here." Verdin pushed the two children that he was talking to in the direction of the door. "Do we know where any of the other students are?"
"We know that there is a group of students in one of the training rooms. Follow me." The captain started running in the direction of the train
Ms Mary SueMy name's Ms Mary Sue,More Like This
You could say I'm somewhat better than you.
My hair is just like flowing gold,
But of course, I'd rather have mould.
My eyes are of the brightest blue,
Because I'm Ms. Mary Sue.
I'm generous, kind, and sickly sweet,
I know all my txt tlk, slang and 1337,
But I speak perfectly, don't you know,
I'd rather die than utter 'Yo'.
All the bishounen bill and coo,
Because I'm Ms. Mary Sue.
Wait wait wait! Don't yell and flame!
It really would be such a shame,
To annoy someone with über powers,
Who could turn you all into a vase of flowers!
But of course I can't hate, not even you!
Because I'm Ms Mary Sue.
Uh-oh, oh dear, what's this!
The Mary Sue hater's bliss!
The ugly, hateful Anti-Sue,
Why don't the crowd all yell and boo?
I think they re-wrote me! This CANNOT BE TRUE!
It is the death of a Mary-
Untitled: H2G2 - MarvinIn the carpark of history, stands a slowly rusting mechanical body. It gently moans, parked for an aeon of aeons in the corner of the thirty-fifth floor. The figure leaning against the faulty diodes which line its left hand side in an almost masochistic attempt to prove a point. Courtesy of the Sirius Cybernetics Corporation, Genuine People Personalities department prototype lab, the metal monstrosity sulks. Marvin the Paranoid Android awaits, bucket in hand for the day someone with enough arrogance may assume he is the resident valet. Just as he had done for the last trillion days, he began recounting a tale to a nearby brick.More Like This
At this point, it may be prudent to note that due to budget restrictions, the original car-park for the Restaurant at the End of the Universe was outfitted with mega concrete and hyperbricks. These were designed (or so the large, neon speckled adverts, indiscriminately flashed at any shady characters sidling down the alleyways behind the Old Pink Dog bar) "to ou