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I totally disagree

This is the second time in less than two weeks that you have attempted to create the impression that some time in the distant past, you have had some of exposure to formal education. Give it up Zil, no one is ever likely to believe you, there is too much evidence to the contrary. For a start, if you had ever had any sort of contact with formal education, that would instantly disqualify you for membership in Gators' harem. My guess is that if you had ever had any contact with formal education processes, this probably would have taken place somewhere around 1967 - 1970? Or, more realistically, perhaps some time between 12:00 pm March 28, 1968, all the way through until 12:01 pm March 28, 1968?

Very interesting spamlds, thank you,

(Book of Mormon | Ether 12:11) 1 Wherefore, by faith was the law of Moses given. My understanding is that the law of Moses, in its current form, was given as a direct result of the people’s lack of faith. God had a higher law prepared for them, and gave it to Moses, but when Moses saw the people’s lack of faith, as evidenced by their creation and worship of a golden calf, the new higher law was set aside, and because of their lack of faith, it was replaced with the law of Moses. Is this a correct understanding, and if it is correct, is it also correct to say that "by faith was the law of Moses given"?

surely that depends on how close the gates are?

For the moderators Mrs Gator was also surprised that she was actually in the land of Zarahemla. This is not at all what she had wanted. She had given some thought to escaping to the little village of Annatesska in far away Russia, where she thought she might be able to study the Torah and the traditions, but her Yiddish was not so good and she thought that if she ended up living in such a cold place she would have to spend all day sitting next to the heater (@heather). So she decided that she’d head for PAMbula on the beautiful south coast of New South Wales, Australia.That way, instead of sitting all day next to the heater, she could let the warmth of the sun heather while she lay on the beach. She had heard that not only was Australia a land flowing with milk and honey, but that they also had really good quality beefche there. She thought it might be wise to bring a wise and learned counsellor with her as a travelling companion, but decided against it because, as she thought to herself, he’s just a guy. Besides, I’d prefer to travel with a girl rather than a guy, and with someone who has a bit of class, so she found herself a classylady to travel with. She settled up all her debts, because she didn’t want to be eowyn anybody any money once she had left, and said goodbye to the prison chap, Lynne, who she had become friends with. After hiking through the mirkywoods that surrounded her home in Zarahemla, following the example of the Jaredites who had done the same thing thousands of years earlier, she finally a barge that would bring her to Pambula.

An impostor, yes, but not a mysterious swamp creature. As noted in my earlier post, in reality, she was the the slightly attractive second kitchen assistant, Mrs Gator

My dear sweet Zil, as if anybody could replace you!

I guess that for some people maybe it makes them see red

I’m always willing to accommodate the requests of the deserving elderly. Is it just the eyes that are old or is it the whole package?

Nah - this would be for a waltz through the pearly gates, not a walk

This has got me thinking. I wondering what are those qualities that DO make one person superior to another, assuming that there are any. And taking things a step further, are those qualities more or less likely to be found in certain groups people? I denounce rascism and supremacy based on colour And I especially denounce people who don't think much of the first star wars trilogy, Carb.

I’ve got a new favourite piece of music. It’s the overture from Wagner’s Tannhauser. This is the music that I would like to hear being sung as I walk through the pearly gates into the Celestial Kingdom. Picture this: After a period of mortality filled with struggle and difficulty and hardship, and slow but constant refinement, you eventually learn to fully submit your whole self to the will of the Father, and completely put aside the natural man. Having lived a good life and overcome the sorrows and snares of this life, you finally have your one-on-one interview with the Saviour. He listens to all that you have to say with perfect love and understanding, and you KNOW with all your soul that He knows you and loves you and understands you, and that He is so happy that you have endured mortality well and kept the faith. He puts His arm around your shoulders, looks into your face and says Well done thou good and faithful servant, enter thou into the joy of thy Lord. After shedding tears and feeling His love for you, and being overcome with gratitude for the mercy and power and glory of the Plan of Salvation, you look over towards the pearly gates, and see your loved ones who have preceded you. You get up off your knees and start walking towards them, through those gates, leaving this world behind, and entering into a new and eternal life. And this is what you hear: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=r6OQCncAiC8

Ahh, that explains your absence. I was wondering where you'd gone. I hope you recover soon.

Now I'm really confused. I'm guessing that some days you are an Icelandic woman and some days you are not?

Its just that I noticed that on page 2 of this discussion, there were avatars of both Vort and Ztodd, and that reminded me of Vort's post of about a year ago.

A small diversion here: Vort, be not deceived. The avatar of ztodd is a kitten, not a pig.

So after trying, and failing in the plan suggested by the folk prophet, the slightly attractive second kitchen assistant, Mrs Gator, realised that that’s all he was – just a folk prophet, and not the real deal. So she decided to do what she should have done in the first plan and turn to the scriptures. After reading Joshua chapter 6, she decided that marching around the castle blowing trumpets was a very ZILly idea because she was trying to escape from the castle, not break into it, and besides, there was a severe shortage of trumpets in the castle at the time. So then she turned to the real, correctly translated, truer Book of Mormon and read Mosiah 22 and found out that the tried and tested way to escape from or into a place of captivity is to make some wine, give it to the guards, get them drunk and then get through or over the back pass, through the back wall, on the back side of the city. (See Mosiah 22:6 and Alma 55: 8 – 16) She decided to follow the example taught in the scriptures and to try this out. Realising that the best home made brew was made with jojoba nuts (yes, there is such a kind of nut https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jojoba) she took her jojobags out of the cupboard and headed off for the secret garden. When she got near the garden, she realised that there were two ways in – through the gator over the fence. She climbed over the fence and headed for the jojoba nut shrubs. Along the way she passed by the tree of knowledge of good and evil. Having read in a poorly translated book that it’s fruit had the power to induce hallucinogenic visions that led the eater to believe they knew the difference between good and evil, she hacked off a few pieces of fruit. After gathering up three bags full of jojoba nuts, she stopped and thought maybe I (V)ort to get a few more, so she scrunched up and squashed down what she had already put into her bags so that she could put Maureen. Having got what she needed, she made her way back to the kitchen. After slicing the fruit and nuts, she began to sauté them in her frying pam.

Dear Sister Gator Notwithstanding the apparently warm welcome with which members of this forum appear to have extended to you, your application for membership of this forum has been DENIED Once you have dempnstrated a more enlightened and discerning ability to choose a suitable male companion, the Board will be pleased to reconsider your application. With regrets, Miss Prim Secretary, Anti-gator Group

I was wondering how long it would take you to notice the extraneous comma in your unedited post after the word poor.

Sigh L Once again, the one and only candle in my life is inexplicably and thoughtlessly extinguished and like Moroni, “ I even remain alone (Mormon 8:3). I guess I better just sadly slink back to my all-too-familiar dark and dingy hole.

I must admit, I'm very surprised that you actually admit it! Here on the forum, you can choose whatever name you like.

It would appear that both the lightning rod and the angel attached to on the first Nauvoo Temple were ineffective given how that temple was finally destroyed