Perhaps you mean that-- the eyelid-removal thing-- as a proxy for your reprehension and horror. If so, I can empathize. If not, it would seem guaranteed that anyone going down that kind of path will lose their soul/humanity faster than Fauci ever could, and no amount of hail Marys or scripture mantras will save them.
Perhaps you mean that-- the eyelid-removal thing-- as a proxy for your reprehension and horror. If so, I can empathize. If not, it would seem guaranteed that anyone going down that kind of path will lose their soul/humanity faster than Fauci ever could, and no amount of hail Marys or scripture mantras will save them.
I have the concentration of a hamster on crack. I just finished watching a tv series on General Patton and suddenly all I can think of is returning to Fort Sill after 55 years and revisiting the Patton Museum in Fort Knox. Can't type - thinking.
Perhaps you mean that-- the eyelid-removal thing-- as a proxy for your reprehension and horror. If so, I can empathize. If not, it would seem guaranteed that anyone going down that kind of path will lose their soul/humanity faster than Fauci ever could, and no amount of hail Marys or scripture mantras will save them.
It doesn't matter what I think. It doesn't matter what you think. And I don't understand what you are trying to say.
I added 'the eyelid-removal thing' to clarify that.
If 'it' doesn't matter, then why post about it?
I don't know when to shut up.
Me neither. Only God knows. He should send us each a timer.
or an email reminding us when it's our turn.
God might see us as beyond hope in that regard, though, and not bother with a timer or email. I mean look at us still. (your turn)
I have the concentration of a hamster on crack. I just finished watching a tv series on General Patton and suddenly all I can think of is returning to Fort Sill after 55 years and revisiting the Patton Museum in Fort Knox. Can't type - thinking.