Has Trump in hand;
They said, “Attack!”
He does their plan.
When Comey slams
….untruthful slime ball who was, as time has proven, a terrible Director of the FBI. His handling of the Crooked Hillary Clinton case, and the events surrounding it, will go down as one of the worst “botch jobs” of history. It was my great honor to fire James Comey!
DOJ just issued the McCabe report – which is a total disaster. He LIED! LIED! LIED! McCabe was totally controlled by Comey – McCabe is Comey!! No collusion, all made up by this den of thieves and lowlifes!
My problem lies in reconciling my gross habits with my net income.
~Errol Flynn. Errol Leslie Flynn (1909–1959) was an Australian-born American actor who was known for his romantic swashbuckler roles in Hollywood films and his flamboyant lifestyle.
I know why they don’t like me: Because they want the money I have.
~Mike Tyson. Michael Gerard “Mike” Tyson (born 1966) is a retired American professional boxer. Tyson is a former undisputed heavyweight champion of the world and holds the record as the youngest boxer to win the WBC, WBA and IBF heavyweight titles; he was 20 years, 4 months and 22 days old.
I’ve got a living to make. To put it plainly, there’s more money in shocking and terrifying than in edifying.
Science is a cemetery of dead ideas.
~Miguel de Unamuno, The Tragic Sense of Life, 1913
I think science has enjoyed an extraordinary success because it has such a limited and narrow realm in which to focus its efforts. Namely, the physical universe.
The present is theirs; the future, for which I really worked, is mine.
“I am the resurrection and the life.
Anybody who believes in me will live,
Even after dying. Everyone who
Lives in me and believes in me will never
Perish. They will be free from grief and strife.”
He asked, “Do you believe this?” “You’re God’s gift,”
Martha said, “Yes, Lord, I believe that you
Are the Messiah, Son of God forever,
Who has come in the world from God.” Then Mary
Came, fell at his feet, and told him, “Lord, if you
Had been here, Lazarus would not have died.”
“Where have you put him?” he asked. “Come, be shown,
Lord,” they replied. Then Jesus wept. “He cared
For him so much,” said some, but some withdrew
And said, “Couldn’t he have kept him alive?”
He reached the tomb, a cave which had a stone
Rolled across its entrance and he said, “Roll
The stone aside.” But Martha said, “Lord, he’s
Been dead four days and it will stink.” “Did I
Not say you’d see God’s glory if you would
Only believe?” And so they rolled the stone
Aside. “I know that you will hear my plea,
Father,” said Jesus, gazing toward the sky,
“I speak out loud so people by here could
Believe you sent me. Lazarus, come out!”
He shouted. The dead man came out, his hands
And feet bound in the graveclothes, with his face
Wrapped in a headcloth. “Unwrap him and let
Him go,” He said, and when they reached the town
Of Jericho, a beggar, blind, demanded
“Jesus, mercy!” Some said, “You’re in his space,
So hush!” But Bartimaeus would not quit
And shouted even louder, “David’s Son,
Have mercy on me!” Jesus heard him, stopped
And said, “Tell him to come here,” so they called
The blind man. “Cheer up!” they said. “Come on, he’s
Calling you!” The blind man put his coat down,
Jumped up and ran to Jesus through the mob,
And Jesus asked him, “Tell me, what are all
The things I’ll do for you?” “I want to see,
My Rabbi,” said the blind man. Jesus said
“Go, for your faith has healed you.” Instantly
The man could see; he followed Jesus down
The road. One morning Jesus was returning
Into Jerusalem, and had no bread
And he was hungry and saw a fig tree
Beside the roadway, but it had no brown
Ripe figs, but only leaves–and Jesus sternly
Said, “May you never more bear fruit!” At once
The fig tree withered up. Disciples, stunned
When they saw this, asked, “How did the fig tree
Wither so quickly?” Jesus told them, “I
Tell you the truth, if you have faith and thus
Don’t doubt, you can do things like this and much
More, and ‘May you be tossed into the sea,’
You can say to this mountain with a cry,
And it will happen; in short, you can pray
For anything, and if you have the faith,
You will receive it.” Now the Lord knew He
Had come into the world to die for it,
Redeeming men from sin that made them stray,
That His blood would appease the Father’s wrath,
So Jesus prayed hard in Gethsemane
That to the Father’s will he would submit
Himself and suffer, for his sacrifice
Was the Father’s only way; He was betrayed;
Soldiers came to arrest Him, Peter fought:
His sword slashed and severed a servant’s ear,
But Jesus said to him, “No more of this!”
And he touched the man’s ear and healed him, then they
Took him off like he was a bandit caught
For crimes, and Pilate sentenced him for fear
Of Caesar’s wrath, and soldiers nailed the Lord
Onto a cross to die, where He restrained
His power: He loved us so much he did
No miracle to save himself; his heart
Broken, he died, and blood and water flowed
From his side; his body suffered no more pain.
They placed his body in a tomb, not hidden,
Boulder-blocked, as decreed by Pilate’s court.
Christ’s ministry on earth concluded thus,
Or so the cowering disciples thought
As they concealed themselves from Roman guards,
The ministry of Jesus at an end.