Ghostdog

no im blaming what i believe on carman and the other old christian artists i started my christian walk on

I blame this caffeine addiction on a few thousand bottles of pepsi And the scar on my knuckle on a guy who took a girlfriend from me Blame the fightin' on my Daddy, good looks on my Mama But as for my Christian ways I blame it on Carman And all them other outlaws Blame it on DC Blame it on them real songs If I got a don't care attitude that's always there And from the Word I'm sayin' I blame it on Carman I blame my Godly ways on that alter I was born again on And the holes in the soles of these boots on every girl that told me so long Blame my good ways on the good Lord And my sinning on the devil, but this joy that's in my soul You know I blame it on Carman And all them other outlaws Blame it on DC Blame it on them real songs If I got a don't care attitude that's always there And from the Word I'm sayin' I blame it on Carman From those old songs that I'm playin' To these new artists I'm sayin' You know I blame it on Carman And all them other outlaws Blame it on DC Blame it on them real songs If I got a don't care attitude that's always there And from the Word I'm sayin' I blame it on Carman And all them other outlaws Blame it on DC Blame it on them real songs If I got a don't care attitude that's always there And from the Word I'm sayin' I blame it on Carman, blame it on Carman

we were more than just hunter gatherers. we had culture, art, music, farming. my people (ojibwe) mined and traded in copper to other tribes we were friendly with. we knew all the river routes to travel on water north, south, east and west. we kept birchbark scrolls of our history as well as oral stories. we fought against the sioux ,french and british, and defeated the iroquios. we taught your ancesters how to live in north america basicly. maybe do some research next time.

i havent had a steady job in 9 yrs. i face 2 obstacles getting back into the workforce as well. number 1 being i have a criminal record and the second being i dont have the strength or stamina i had 9 yrs ago. i do odd jobs now and then for my room mate when he needs help delivering furniture but its not enough. he doesnt have a steady job either but is on call. currently im on goverment funding but i only get to spend $140 a month the rest goes towards rent.

I see a setting sun But I'll never run I'm a dead man walking I'm a dead man walking I'll pray and fight As long as I'm alive I'm a dead man walking I'm a dead man walking I'm a dead man walking Satan's always at my door I'm a shadow of the man I was before I'm a dead man walking Before I die I'll guide every soul I can into Your light Everyday till I die Everyday till I die Everyday till I die Laying in the ground, but not gonna stay down I'm a dead man walking I'm a dead man walking Till my final breath, there'll be praise in the air I'm a dead man walking I'm a dead man walking I'm a dead man walking (I'm a dead man walking) Satan's always at my door (Satan's always at my door) I'm a shadow of the man I was before I'm a dead man walking (I'm a dead man walking) Before I die (Before I die) I'll guide every soul I can into Your light Everyday till I die Everyday till I die Everyday till I die Days go dark, death is real Embrace Jesus' blood that was spilled Living a life you think is fun-filled You and I were the reason He was killed Go ahead and give Him a try once Reject the darkness, fight it before you're gone forever in complete silence Evil plans to close your eyelids to sin and death God's not mad, He wants to save you before your last breath Your soul has done a lot of bad, but that past can be in a body bag This world will never be able to pay sins pricetag The Lord's so close beside me Every breath reminds me the shadows of death won't find me I'm a dead man walking (praise till I die) Satan's always at my door (Satans always's at my door) I'm a shadow of the man I was before (Shadow of the man) I'm a dead man walking (I'm a dead man) Before I die (Before I die) I'll guide every soul I can into Your light Everyday till I die (Everyday till I die) As long as I'm alive Everyday till I die Take them with me to Your light I won't leave till you're living in heaven by my side

as a fellow christian gamer i would say that if the Holy Spirit is convicting you of this game you should delete it.

This thorn in my flesh Is the only thing I got left And it's so hard to confess When everybody thinks your walk's perfect But I cry for you If you feel it, too And I'll cry for you If it's so hard to lose The elephants in the room Take it away, I beg You, take it all away The pain I caused, it makes me wish I could fade away If they knew what You knew, they'd probably shun me I'm surprised You know it all and yet You love me I know I break Your heart Body of death, give me rest if my heart stops Then it don't hurt no more, can't get worse no more Can't pursue all these desires, it ain't cursed no more No more lies about my worth no more I understand the thoughts of suicide that do reside But when I stop and think about that family, I feel shame inside I promised I would die a thousand deaths 'fore I cause them any pain But somehow I end up killing everything I cry for you If you feel a dark, twisted, heart-wrenching, hate-to-see-your-own-reflection Praying for an intervention, feeling guilt and feeling shame I just call on Jesus name Praying daily, can You take away this pain? Take the thorn away Still, it remains, I Feel the same, I Know that I'm healed, but Still feel insane Satan would love to see my give up and throw up my hands He say I'm guilty but You say I'm clean This thorn in my flesh Is the only thing I got left And it's so hard to confess When everybody thinks your walk's perfect But I cry for you If you feel it, too And I'll cry for you If it's so hard to lose The elephants in the room Sunday morning, or Sunday mourning I wake up dead inside from all the hurt I caused behind me Evil tryna take away my testimony Starin' at my phone, feelin' like a phony Oh, I cry for you, I would die for you To escape the pain I feel from all that I put you through I feel it in my soul and in my chest Take away this ugly thorn inside my flesh Give me death But grace is sufficient to start my mission I'm so far from perfect, can't believe they listen But hear a broken man tell you healin' happens And hear a liar tell you truth to bring you gladness I could never boast in my accomplishments I can only hope in God with confidence Opposite of optimist, you and I are consonants Broken all the vowels, deservin' of every consequence Will you cry for me, or will you judge me? Will you throw stones at my head, or will you love me? I could never be everything that you wanna see But crooked sticks draw straight lines, just look at me (But crooked sticks draw straight lines, just look at me) This thorn in my flesh Is the only thing I got left And it's so hard to confess When everybody thinks your walk's perfect But I cry for you If you feel it, too And I'll cry for you If it's so hard to lose The elephants in the room

someone actually measured this? i would not want that job

just a reminder to remember to set your clocks back tonight

The dining room fell silent I can't believe what I just said I just told God He's full of it And I watched His face turn red And I should've said, "I'm sorry" But I opened up with shout after shout I can still hear that screen door slamming The night I called Him out He said, "Son it's gonna hurt Me more than it hurts you" But somehow I couldn't help but have my doubts Cause I'd seen my spiritual siblings crawl back to His house Each time they called the Lord out Tooth for tooth and eye for an eye Standing toe to toe He could've let me walk away But I just would not let sin go Years of my rebellion Had let me to this night Now He'll show me all the times that He's been right He said, "Son it's gonna hurt Me more than it hurts you" But somehow I couldn't help but have my doubts Cause I'd seen my spiritual siblings crawl back to His house Each time they called the Lord out It was over in a minute That's when I realized The blood came from His hands and feet And the tears came from my eyes And in memory of that fateful night I know the greatest pain was His And I just pray some day I'm half the man He is He said, "Son it's gonna hurt Me more than it hurts you" But somehow I couldn't help but have my doubts Cause I'd seen my spiritual siblings crawl back to His house Each time they called the Lord out Just like my spiritual siblings I crawled back to His house The night I called the Lord out

i always thought paul wrote roman but i just read at the end that someone named tertius wrote it rom 16:22 I, Tertius, who wrote this epistle, greet you in the Lord.

im always on youtube. i rarely have any trouble finding vids i want sometimes it does take some digging but yt pushs popular vids upfront. they want videos with the most views to be seen wich doesnt help small content creators until they get big enough to be on the first couple of pages. its suspose to encourage competion i guess.

this thread is still going? man i didnt expect it to last longer than the 14th

i like them. some of the shows are good especailly the ones that show different peoples jobs or renovation shows. but shows like big brother i never liked seems stupid to me. i did like survivor when it first came out but now im just not intrested. i liked cops when it was on the air as well as live pd

Yeah, years ago I thought I was boss hog The big dog runnin' the show Yeah, attitude with hundred dollar bills rolled up Ego all swoled up with nowhere to go Everyday rollin' round on a 4-wheel drive Man, I had all the luck Yeah, I thought I was livin' it up Not like us We're on another level These folks round here Everyday rebukin' the devil To be a Christian ya gotta be tough Ya gotta stop sinnin' before your time is up Show me what you believe boy I'll show you that you're not like us Wannabe, yeah, you know you wanna be like us Without JC you're never gonna be like us You're not like us Every night I would hit chat up Got women coming to me like bugs to a neon light I'd go to church and drink from that cup then go Find a new girl next Saturday night Yeah, closin' down and throwin' down Until the sun comes up Yeah, I thought I was livin' it up Man, not like us We're on another level These folks round here Everyday rebukin' the devil To be a Christian ya gotta be tough Ya gotta stop sinnin' before your time is up Show me what you believe boy I'll show you that you're not like us Wannabe, yeah, you know you wanna be like us Without JC you're never gonna be like us You're not like us Everybody was praying I'd find Christ And next thing I found myself Kneeing down, and tearing up Until the Son came up Now that I'm one of y'all You know I pray for you all Everyone of us wants to tell all of y'all What's up? We're on another level These folks round here Everyday rebukin' the devil To be a Christian ya gotta be tough Ya gotta stop sinnin' before your time is up Show me what you believe boy I'll show you that you're not like us Wannabe, yeah, you know you wanna be like us Without JC you're never gonna be like us You're not like us

she really loved it and it made today ok

ok i decided to make a valentines video for someone i chat to. hope she likes it

the reason i "hate" valentines day is because im 41 yrs old and ive never had anyone to celebrate it with. i look around and i see other couples celbrating and it just reminds me of how alone i am. yes i have God but id like to have a human companion too. so ya i hate it.

anyone else hates valentines day? ive always hated it all the mushiness and love junk

but sometimes its nice to hear from people who we care about to show that they care to.

idk why but i read that as pelicans lol

The computer virus seems to have spawned into existence in the 1990’s when users started hopping online with AOL. In truth, the history of the computer virus dates back about forty years. The modern virus, which spreads over the internet and across networks, really took off in the 80’s and 90’s, but developers and programmers have been experimenting with viruses in closed environments since the early 1970’s. The very first virus was the Creeper. The Creeper wasn’t as harmful as today’s viruses, it just displayed a message reading “I’m the creeper, catch me if you can!” The virus was detected on the ARPANET, a sort of proto-Internet. Creeper was written as an experiment by Bob Thomas of BBN Technologies back in 1971. Thomas just wanted to see what would happen with a self-replicating program, infecting the TENEX operating system. The modern virus really took off in the 1990’s with America Online and the worldwide web. Here, self-replicating viruses had global access for the first time, and best of all, the average computer user was no longer as computer-savvy as they had been in the 1970’s and 1980’s. It was the perfect breeding ground for viruses. Today, there are a few hundred specific strains of viruses and malware, with millions of variations. Viruses have come a long way since the Creeper, and so have the counter-measures just case anyone was wondering

when i use to shoot i always used both my eyes, one to look down the sights and the other to measure the distance

i have no beef with your beef. my beef is with the beef thats been beefed up

men, when youre really struggling and youre depressed, why do you not reach out? answer: you ever check in on a tool? ever check in on a hammer or a saw or a screwdriver or a drill? not just contruction tools any type of tool. you ever check in on it? no you dont ask it questions, you dont ask how its feeling, what its going through, what kind of stresses its going through. no its built for a certian thing and thats how people percieve men. were just built to take on the world, because theres this toxic masculinity craze of men are suspose to be big and strong and can take on the world. no we can not. we have breaking points but people look at us as tools, just utililtes. i hear this all the time from other guys "people dont call me, people dont check in on me, people dont want to say whats up to me, unless they need me for something otherwise im left on the shelf just sitting there on my pegboard waiting to be used again." thats how many men feel. theres only one differance, tools dont get to decide when they get to end their subsciption to life, men do. and men do at 70% higher rate then women. because no one check in on the tool. no one take a saw, cuts through 3 peices of plywood and say "saw how you doing today? i know i just put you through the ringer but you doing ok?" and then when we decide to unsubscribe to life people ask "what could we have done?" how bout try to listen to us when we need to talk, how bout making sure were ok, we deal with so many emotions that we dont get to share and you will never see it because the moment we show the handle is cracking or the blade is breaking, people want to replace us, people just go to the nearest hardware store and get a new tool. so men dont reach out because no one is encouraging us to do so and things will continue this way until we realize that men are human beings and not robots, machines and tools.