[Cranky Old Man]

Originally Posted by OpenBehind2000

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[Basilissa]

Originally Posted by OpenBehind2000

Actually...yes. Many days I have... my bad. I forgot all my poetic tendencies are nonsense where grammar nazis and intensive thinking dwell.

It's not called "poetic tendencies," sweetie, it's called "stream of consciousness" - which, in your case, seems even less coherent than for most of people.

Anyways, the point is yes. I have several times lifted my words to the heavens and written of my own enfatuation with the christ child and how i am so fragile and all that jazz, ive bawled on my hands and knees alone in a room, ive shed but a tear and held back many more in a feeling of relief as i was so very sure that i was spared because of my devotion. I have studied countless hours trying to find answers in the book. So many nights i was confident because of my cause and i ventured to do what know how when someone threatens what i hold dear, but the times that i begged for a change of heart or a point i could make, an unbeatable argument that would glorify him, there were no responses. And so i started thinking "well maybe im not praying hard enough" so i prayed harder, and i groveled in my unworthiness for so long trying to be a good dog at my masters feet, a good soldier for my commander, but the masters chair lay empty, the commander a fraud impersonator, and so the soldier started to wander, the dog sought to find his place. And in the adventures and misadventures much was learned by both, and the soldier realized through his actions independant of any guide in his quest to discover, and the dog in his quest to survive, that the two realized they never needed another to rule over them, they were highly capable on their own, living day by day and learning for themselves, and not simply trusting the words of the messenger or of the other wolves, that their glorious commander was perfectly requesting this, or his great master would soon come to sit in his throne as the dog lay on his feet, that he may pet the dog, and salute the soldier...crap...sorry. i didnt mean to.

I was wondering for a second if maybe that chunk of text wasn't written by a human but rather is one of these computer-generated things, but on the other hand, a computer wouldn't misspell things, so I suppose there is an actual human writing this crap?!

yo soy muy fluente en la lenguaje del espanol, empezo mis estudias en el cuando fui en kinder y ya continua a esta dia,

Nope, you aren't.

Did you use Google Translate to produce that nearly nonsensical string of words? I mean, I get what you are trying to communicate because I know that literal translation of that text in English looks more or less OK, but if I were your Spanish teacher you would get an F for both vocabulary (wrong articles, wrong word endings, wrong words to begin with, not to mention lack of accents) and grammar (sentence structure is just horrible).

A word of free advice: if you want to look like you know something about something, keep your mouth shut, so your ignorance doesn't show. It's in the Bible, too:

Proverbs 17:28 Even a fool, when he holdeth his peace, is counted wise: and he that shutteth his lips is esteemed a man of understanding.

But anyways, the tongues i was reerring to was the supposed sacred tongues, i studied the sound of various examples in person and online and none of them had a single set of at least 5 sounds consistent throughout each oine, signifying a disorganization and a lack of any true meaning to the words, meaning the person is simply spitting out randomly chosen sounds in random order

Yeah, we don't make up fake languages here. I mean, that's just stupid. It's almost as stupid as you pretending to know some real languages.

[Pastor Ezekiel]

Guys who write poetry always turn out to be fags. Trust me on this.