Suffer Well

[Colin Combover in a ComaParticipant 5066]

Now you just play tonsil tennis.
Look, time to go John. Shower, watch a little telly, then bed. And you have to burn some tumbleweed and go gator hunting. Keep vertical.

[HermitParticipant]

Colin Combover in a Coma wrote:

Now you just play tonsil tennis.
Look, time to go John. Shower, watch a little telly, then bed. And you have to burn some tumbleweed and go gator hunting. Keep vertical.

Yeah, I need to get off here as well. This “John” thing……just some little psychotic game you’re playing? Reckon I’ve done the same thing, Dave. Hmm, not sure you deserve “Dave”. Maybe call you Jennifer, or Tammy.

The evil in women’s hearts leaves them no moral bounds as to inhibit them from descending to the lowest levels of darkness to acquire their self entitled desires.

[Colin Combover in a ComaParticipant 5066]

Hermit wrote:

Colin Combover in a Coma wrote:

Now you just play tonsil tennis.
Look, time to go John. Shower, watch a little telly, then bed. And you have to burn some tumbleweed and go gator hunting. Keep vertical.

Yeah, I need to get off here as well. This “John” thing……just some little psychotic game you’re playing? Reckon I’ve done the same thing, Dave. Hmm, not sure you deserve “Dave”. Maybe call you Jennifer, or Tammy.

Is it working? Abdul would be more befitting. Speak soon.

[HermitParticipant]

Colin Combover in a Coma wrote:

Hermit wrote:

Colin Combover in a Coma wrote:

Now you just play tonsil tennis.
Look, time to go John. Shower, watch a little telly, then bed. And you have to burn some tumbleweed and go gator hunting. Keep vertical.

Yeah, I need to get off here as well. This “John” thing……just some little psychotic game you’re playing? Reckon I’ve done the same thing, Dave. Hmm, not sure you deserve “Dave”. Maybe call you Jennifer, or Tammy.

Is it working? Abdul would be more befitting. Speak soon.

Might have to go with Bob.

The evil in women’s hearts leaves them no moral bounds as to inhibit them from descending to the lowest levels of darkness to acquire their self entitled desires.

[harpo-my-“SON”Participant 2410]

Colin wrote:
An estimated timeline of 9000. 216000s dawn and dusk, a plentiful nano frame to endure. Cannot be sped, under the ordainment of an ancient.
Suffer well, embrace the wrath of the forefathers original curse. Be a modern day Job.
Turmoil begets the chosen, the essence strains and groans. Through fortitude, penance strives and produces good fruit.
Suffer well, thee were bought at a terrible cost. Things of new will pass, the things of old will forever last. Suffer well.

We know your patience.
I have endured a long suffering journey.
I have been chosen to endure also in
stoic fashion.
Not for myself but for my father who art
in heaven. I give him all the praise,
honor and glory for all I do hens fourth.

“Heaven is where the heart is”

From a long suffering journey it is I come,
A poverty stricken refugee in my lord’s asylum.
A first born son of the last born son,
was governing myself now that is all done.

My provider and protector has me at his right hand,
mothered by a woman named Mary without her laying with a man.
I am the meek who inherits heaven on earth,
What I trade it for is all my life is worth.

I laid it down to let my father come back and live.
To his heavenly spirit this living flesh I give.

His own flesh went lifeless back in 1999,
Jesus hosts his spirit in this heavenly heart of mine.
Heaven is where the heart is and that is fact,
I laid it down with Jesus so my father could come back.

All of this is true and void of any and all lies,
Who has the burden of proof your honor?
Has the prosecution evidence otherwise?
Heaven is where the heart is and Jesus is my truth,
I have nothing to prove the burden is on all of you.

No greater love hath any man to give,
than he lay down his life so another may live.
The greatest authority they say is love,
No one I love more than my father up above.

For His righteousness and wisdom it is I thirst,
I love the lord so much because he loved me first.
his instruction and guidance I have embraced,
I was made whole when (in the mirror) I saw his face.

heaven is where the heart is and that is a fact,
I laid my sins with Jesus and my father came back.
Jesus hosts the spirits of the ones we love forever,
immortality can only be a spiritual endeavor.

My truth is self evident and void of any and all lies,
who has the burden of proof your honor?
Has the devil any evidence otherwise?
Heaven is where the heart is and Jesus is my truth,
I have nothing to prove the burden is still on you.

With great Knowledge comes great sorrow.
I am nothing without the spirit of my father.
With my father’s spiritual guidance I shall
most assuredly suffer well..

He will show the funny side of my suffering,
and we all three shall laugh at the calamity of my enemies..

Love and respect to all

From all three; The father, Son and Holy
spirit of the lord of hosts Jesus Christ..
A&men

I was bound to be misunderstood, and I laugh at those who misunderstand me. Kind mockery at the well intentioned, but unfettered cruelty towards those would be prison guards of my creative possibilities. This so as to learn as much from misunderstanding as from understanding. Taking pleasure in worthy opponents and making language fluid and flowing like a river yet pointed and precise as a dagger. Contradicts the socialistic purpose of language and makes for a wonderful linguistic dance, A verbal martial art with constant parries that hone the weapon that is the two edged sword of my mouth.

[Colin Combover in a ComaParticipant 5066]

harpo-my-“SON” wrote:

Colin wrote:
An estimated timeline of 9000. 216000s dawn and dusk, a plentiful nano frame to endure. Cannot be sped, under the ordainment of an ancient.
Suffer well, embrace the wrath of the forefathers original curse. Be a modern day Job.
Turmoil begets the chosen, the essence strains and groans. Through fortitude, penance strives and produces good fruit.
Suffer well, thee were bought at a terrible cost. Things of new will pass, the things of old will forever last. Suffer well.

We know your patience.
I have endured a long suffering journey.
I have been chosen to endure also in
stoic fashion.
Not for myself but for my father who art
in heaven. I give him all the praise,
honor and glory for all I do hens fourth.

“Heaven is where the heart is”

From a long suffering journey it is I come,
A poverty stricken refugee in my lord’s asylum.
A first born son of the last born son,
was governing myself now that is all done.

My provider and protector has me at his right hand,
mothered by a woman named Mary without her laying with a man.
I am the meek who inherits heaven on earth,
What I trade it for is all my life is worth.

I laid it down to let my father come back and live.
To his heavenly spirit this living flesh I give.

His own flesh went lifeless back in 1999,
Jesus hosts his spirit in this heavenly heart of mine.
Heaven is where the heart is and that is fact,
I laid it down with Jesus so my father could come back.

All of this is true and void of any and all lies,
Who has the burden of proof your honor?
Has the prosecution evidence otherwise?
Heaven is where the heart is and Jesus is my truth,
I have nothing to prove the burden is on all of you.

No greater love hath any man to give,
than he lay down his life so another may live.
The greatest authority they say is love,
No one I love more than my father up above.

For His righteousness and wisdom it is I thirst,
I love the lord so much because he loved me first.
his instruction and guidance I have embraced,
I was made whole when (in the mirror) I saw his face.

heaven is where the heart is and that is a fact,
I laid my sins with Jesus and my father came back.
Jesus hosts the spirits of the ones we love forever,
immortality can only be a spiritual endeavor.

My truth is self evident and void of any and all lies,
who has the burden of proof your honor?
Has the devil any evidence otherwise?
Heaven is where the heart is and Jesus is my truth,
I have nothing to prove the burden is still on you.

With great Knowledge comes great sorrow.
I am nothing without the spirit of my father.
With my father’s spiritual guidance I shall
most assuredly suffer well..

He will show the funny side of my suffering,
and we all three shall laugh at the calamity of my enemies..

Love and respect to all

From all three; The father, Son and Holy
spirit of the lord of hosts Jesus Christ..
A&men

Profound, I enjoyed that. Keep upright and fight the internal demons. Not long left to endure.

[Gravel PitParticipant]

Its great to see you back at it Collin. Channel all the energy into something. I’m telling you, you should write something more grand, more lengthy, like the final movement in a symphony. Channel it all into one narrative.

Look at videographers, they make commercial after commercial, all these meaningless one-offs whereas a director like Kubrick or Villeneuve…they work on one thing, for a year or two, and the result is timeless.

You have the potential for greatness. You have to come up with structure/narrative, a plot. Work from the ending back to the beginning. Something like the movie Zero Theorem. If you haven’t seen that you need to!

F~~~ing Terry Gilliam bro, write a f~~~ing screenplay already

[Colin Combover in a ComaParticipant 5066]

Gravel Pit wrote:

Its great to see you back at it Collin. Channel all the energy into something. I’m telling you, you should write something more grand, more lengthy, like the final movement in a symphony. Channel it all into one narrative.

Look at videographers, they make commercial after commercial, all these meaningless one-offs whereas a director like Kubrick or Villeneuve…they work on one thing, for a year or two, and the result is timeless.

You have the potential for greatness. You have to come up with structure/narrative, a plot. Work from the ending back to the beginning. Something like the movie Zero Theorem. If you haven’t seen that you need to!

F~~~ing Terry Gilliam bro, write a f~~~ing screenplay already

Cheers for the continued praise. I know a specimen right, that has a brother who works on films. Lives in London, must know a few famous specimens who are interested in abstract poems. Next ditty will be called, “The stages of man”
Will check out that film, looks surreal.
How are things in tumbleweed town?

[Gravel PitParticipant]

Colin Combover in a Coma wrote:

How are things in tumbleweed town?[/quote

Dallas 97 degrees F (36 Celsius I believe). We’re heading straight into consecutive weeks of 100 degree weather daily (around 39 Celsius daily)

Blazin’ scathing Heat waves. Shower twice a day, change your socks 3x’s. Sleep from 7pm to 11pm, awake for 3 hours, second sleep (as they call it) 2am to 7am. Blast your air conditioning unit 24/7 at a crisp 73 degrees F (22 C). Gotta love the Summer bubba!

Not many tumbleweeds in Dallas Texas though, its flat and green. Drive 2 hours West, there’s a 1000 miles of desert to enjoy, full of illegal immigrants, rattle snakes, coyotes, white tailed rabbits and sagebrush.

[Colin Combover in a ComaParticipant 5066]

Gravel Pit wrote:

Colin Combover in a Coma wrote:

How are things in tumbleweed town?[/quote

Dallas 97 degrees F (36 Celsius I believe). We’re heading straight into consecutive weeks of 100 degree weather daily (around 39 Celsius daily)

Blazin’ scathing Heat waves. Shower twice a day, change your socks 3x’s. Sleep from 7pm to 11pm, awake for 3 hours, second sleep (as they call it) 2am to 7am. Blast your air conditioning unit 24/7 at a crisp 73 degrees F (22 C). Gotta love the Summer bubba!

Not many tumbleweeds in Dallas Texas though, its flat and green. Drive 2 hours West, there’s a 1000 miles of desert to enjoy, full of illegal immigrants, rattle snakes, coyotes, white tailed rabbits and sagebrush.

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Desert heat. Been hot in the UK. Up to 90 one day. Mr Crispy!
I prefer the cold. Everybody indoors, no specimens bothering me.

[Colin Combover in a ComaParticipant 5066]

Hermit wrote:

Colin Combover in a Coma wrote:

Hermit wrote:

Colin Combover in a Coma wrote:

Now you just play tonsil tennis.
Look, time to go John. Shower, watch a little telly, then bed. And you have to burn some tumbleweed and go gator hunting. Keep vertical.

Yeah, I need to get off here as well. This “John” thing……just some little psychotic game you’re playing? Reckon I’ve done the same thing, Dave. Hmm, not sure you deserve “Dave”. Maybe call you Jennifer, or Tammy.

Is it working? Abdul would be more befitting. Speak soon.

Might have to go with Bob.

Hermit wrote:

Colin Combover in a Coma wrote:

Hermit wrote:

Colin Combover in a Coma wrote:

Now you just play tonsil tennis.
Look, time to go John. Shower, watch a little telly, then bed. And you have to burn some tumbleweed and go gator hunting. Keep vertical.

Yeah, I need to get off here as well. This “John” thing……just some little psychotic game you’re playing? Reckon I’ve done the same thing, Dave. Hmm, not sure you deserve “Dave”. Maybe call you Jennifer, or Tammy.

Is it working? Abdul would be more befitting. Speak soon.

Might have to go with Bob.

Put Billy in front.

[Gravel PitParticipant]

Hermit wrote:

F~~~ing basketball is more boring than golf. F~~~ that s~~~. Maybe once in a while I may watch a few games of baseball during the World Series.

I completely agree. Can’t stand basketball. Ocassional will watch Baseball. I like watching the World Cup though.

Hermit, I thought you were British dude. I guess I missed that in your profile. I wont ask exactly where you are (some people don’t like to give it away). Are you in middle America, Leftcoast, or East coast? I’m smack dad in the heart of Dallas.

[Colin Combover in a ComaParticipant 5066]

Gravel Pit wrote:

Hermit wrote:

F~~~ing basketball is more boring than golf. F~~~ that s~~~. Maybe once in a while I may watch a few games of baseball during the World Series.

I completely agree. Can’t stand basketball. Ocassional will watch Baseball. I like watching the World Cup though.

Hermit, I thought you were British dude. I guess I missed that in your profile. I wont ask exactly where you are (some people don’t like to give it away). Are you in middle America, Leftcoast, or East coast? I’m smack dad in the heart of Dallas.

Gravel Pit wrote:

Hermit wrote:

F~~~ing basketball is more boring than golf. F~~~ that s~~~. Maybe once in a while I may watch a few games of baseball during the World Series.

I completely agree. Can’t stand basketball. Ocassional will watch Baseball. I like watching the World Cup though.

Hermit, I thought you were British dude. I guess I missed that in your profile. I wont ask exactly where you are (some people don’t like to give it away). Are you in middle America, Leftcoast, or East coast? I’m smack dad in the heart of Dallas.

I know where he resides, zipcode and all.

[HermitParticipant]

Gravel Pit wrote:

Hermit wrote:

F~~~ing basketball is more boring than golf. F~~~ that s~~~. Maybe once in a while I may watch a few games of baseball during the World Series.

I completely agree. Can’t stand basketball. Ocassional will watch Baseball. I like watching the World Cup though.

Hermit, I thought you were British dude. I guess I missed that in your profile. I wont ask exactly where you are (some people don’t like to give it away). Are you in middle America, Leftcoast, or East coast? I’m smack dad in the heart of Dallas.

Now that is odd, because you’re the second or third person who said they thought I was European. What made you think I was British? Is it my accent?

I’m actually your next door neighbor. Funny that you haven’t known that all this time.

The evil in women’s hearts leaves them no moral bounds as to inhibit them from descending to the lowest levels of darkness to acquire their self entitled desires.

[HermitParticipant]

Colin Combover in a Coma wrote:

Gravel Pit wrote:

Hermit wrote:

F~~~ing basketball is more boring than golf. F~~~ that s~~~. Maybe once in a while I may watch a few games of baseball during the World Series.

I completely agree. Can’t stand basketball. Ocassional will watch Baseball. I like watching the World Cup though.

Hermit, I thought you were British dude. I guess I missed that in your profile. I wont ask exactly where you are (some people don’t like to give it away). Are you in middle America, Leftcoast, or East coast? I’m smack dad in the heart of Dallas.

Gravel Pit wrote:

Hermit wrote:

F~~~ing basketball is more boring than golf. F~~~ that s~~~. Maybe once in a while I may watch a few games of baseball during the World Series.

I completely agree. Can’t stand basketball. Ocassional will watch Baseball. I like watching the World Cup though.

Hermit, I thought you were British dude. I guess I missed that in your profile. I wont ask exactly where you are (some people don’t like to give it away). Are you in middle America, Leftcoast, or East coast? I’m smack dad in the heart of Dallas.

I know where he resides, zipcode and all.

That would be quite a trick since you can’t even change your damn avatar, Billy Bob The Tumble Weed Burner.

The evil in women’s hearts leaves them no moral bounds as to inhibit them from descending to the lowest levels of darkness to acquire their self entitled desires.

[Colin Combover in a ComaParticipant 5066]

Just follow the tumbleweed. Like Hansel and Gretel.
New personal best today. 30 ducks of different magnificent coloured varieties congregated in one specific location. Cha Ching!

[HermitParticipant]

Colin Combover in a Coma wrote:

Just follow the tumbleweed. Like Hansel and Gretel.
New personal best today. 30 ducks of different magnificent coloured varieties congregated in one specific location. Cha Ching!

Hey, if you know my zip code, you go right ahead and post it on here. Wouldn’t bother me at all.

Colin, stop raping the water fowl, you sick ginger monster.

Where do you go to see so many ducks and geese. Is this a public park somewhere near your domicile?

The evil in women’s hearts leaves them no moral bounds as to inhibit them from descending to the lowest levels of darkness to acquire their self entitled desires.

[Colin Combover in a ComaParticipant 5066]

Hermit wrote:

Colin Combover in a Coma wrote:

Just follow the tumbleweed. Like Hansel and Gretel.
New personal best today. 30 ducks of different magnificent coloured varieties congregated in one specific location. Cha Ching!

Hey, if you know my zip code, you go right ahead and post it on here. Wouldn’t bother me at all.

Colin, stop raping the water fowl, you sick ginger monster.

Where do you go to see so many ducks and geese. Is this a public park somewhere near your domicile?

It is Postcode here in the UK, just saying…….
Never. I wouldn’t hurt a hair on their feathered head.
This congregation occurs on a local canal. They know me now. One in particular follows me and feeds out of my hand. Even lets me stroke her. Told they’re mates about me. Want hundreds of the little webbed feet f~~~ers. More to expose I suppose……

[HermitParticipant]

Colin Combover in a Coma wrote:

Hermit wrote:

Colin Combover in a Coma wrote:

Just follow the tumbleweed. Like Hansel and Gretel.
New personal best today. 30 ducks of different magnificent coloured varieties congregated in one specific location. Cha Ching!

Hey, if you know my zip code, you go right ahead and post it on here. Wouldn’t bother me at all.

Colin, stop raping the water fowl, you sick ginger monster.

Where do you go to see so many ducks and geese. Is this a public park somewhere near your domicile?

It is Postcode here in the UK, just saying…….
Never. I wouldn’t hurt a hair on their feathered head.
This congregation occurs on a local canal. They know me now. One in particular follows me and feeds out of my hand. Even lets me stroke her. Told they’re mates about me. Want hundreds of the little webbed feet f~~~ers. More to expose I suppose……

You’re the one who first said zip code, just sayin’…… .

Ha, “……a HAIR on their FEATHERED head……”

I do miss living on the farm. Along with all the other animals, we had some ducks for a while. One baby duck was sick after he hatched and couldn’t keep up with the rest of his family. My mom brought him in the house and fed him and took care of him until he was strong enough to go back outside. After that, he was able to stay with the rest of the ducks. I love hearing them quack.

Miss hearing the chickens cluck as well. I almost bought some after my divorce, but I have foxes where I live and those poor chickens wouldn’t stand a chance, I’m afraid. That really stinks, ’cause I was really looking forward to having chickens around in my yard.

The evil in women’s hearts leaves them no moral bounds as to inhibit them from descending to the lowest levels of darkness to acquire their self entitled desires.

[Colin Combover in a ComaParticipant 5066]

You forget the G.
Yeah, you know about Chickens do you? Didn’t realise Ducks have so much personality. Incredible creatures. No more on the plate for me. Would feel the same if I got to know a chicken.

Got a disabled Cat sitting on the bed with me. Another sublime creation on God’s Green planet.

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