Message 90 of 91 (25657)
12-05-2002 9:56 PM
The Jet Retrospective? Man, don't I feel special. All that effort and attention directed at me? You like me, you really like me! Let me know when someone posts a Percy Retrospective, or better yet, a Schraf Perspective. Speaking of poor little Schraf, that poor dear is still trying to get me to divulge information about that super, super top-secret creation research facility. Silly Schraf! I would tell her but then I would have to kill her. Hmmmmmmm, on second thought, Schraf can request information at:
Super, Super Top-Secret Creation Research Facility
P.O. Box E.S.A.D.
You Must Be Anal-Retentive If You Really Believe In Evolution, Idaho
1234567 All Good Children Go To Heaven.
If Schraf has any trouble getting a reply, advise her to contact the Pope. He can do anything and never makes a mistake. And as for the rest of you that qualify to be placed in the category of an interlocutorily challenged mooncalf, well, what else would you have me say?
Seriously though people, a few of the posts in this forum do show some degree of style and wit but for the most part they are merely a nonsensical "combobulation" of unintelligible piffle and are totally inutile. ROTFLMAO! Doinker is going to love this post, or hate it, depending upon the sardonic stature of his/her mind. Love and kisses to Schraf, just don't tell the hubby. And just to show you all that I do indeed have a heart that understands the psyche of women buried somewhere beneath the pique veneer I often adorn, I offer up this piece of my soul for your individual attempts at slicing and dicing me into a garnish for your blackened hearts.
Subject: "WHAT WOMEN WANT"
A "Husband Shopping Center" was opened where women could go to choose a husband from among many eligible men. The shopping center was laid out in five floors, with the men increasing in positive attributes as you ascended up the floors.
The rules of participation were quite simple. Only one visit per person was allowed, and once you opened the door to any floor, you must choose from among the men on that floor only.
If, upon deciding not to open the door because the description of the men on that floor did not meet your expectations as to the perfect husband, you could then proceed to the next floor.
However, once you had proceeded to the next floor, you could not go back downstairs except to exit the shopping center, thereby ending your one allowed visit to the shopping center.
One typical day, a couple of women friends mutually decided to visit the shopping center in an attempt to find the perfect husband .
First floor! A sign on the door reads: "These men have jobs and adore children."
The women read the sign and replied to each other: "Well that's better than not having jobs, or not adoring children, but imagine what's further up?" So up they go to the second floor.
Second floor! A sign on the door reads: "These men have high paying jobs, adore children, and are extremely attractive."
"Hmmm," say the women in unison, "But, imagine what's further up?" So up they go to the third floor.
Third floor! A sign on the door reads: "These men have high paying jobs, adore children, are extremely attractive, and enjoy helping with the housework."
"Wow!" say the women. "Very tempting, BUT, there's more further up!" And so again, they go to the next floor.
Fourth floor! A sign on the door reads: "These men have high paying jobs, adore children, are extremely attractive, enjoy helping with the housework, and have a wonderfully strong romantic streak."
"Oh, mercy me", one woman says to the other. "Yes, but just imagine what must be awaiting us upstairs on the fifth floor!, says the other women.
So, with wild anticipation, up to the fifth floor they go.
Fifth floor! Upon arriving at the fifth floor, the women notice that a sign on the door simply reads "ENTER".
The women expectantly open the door and, to their astonishment, the floor is completely empty with the exception of a large marble stand in the center of the room. Bewildered, and with a curiosity that could kill a thousand cats, the women approach the large marble stand. Upon the stand they noticed a small gold placard which read:
"THIS FLOOR IS PROVIDED AS POSITIVE PROOF THAT WOMEN ARE IMPOSSIBLE TO PLEASE! "
"THANK YOU FOR SHOPPING WITH US AND HAVE A GREAT DAY!"
It was surely a humanistic woman who first uttered those immortal words, "Men do not understand women." Boy, was she wrong! Spiritual men do understand women, both the humanistic woman and the spiritual woman. Spiritual men simply understand that any attempt to please an illogical creature such as an humanistic woman is an exercise in futility and that it is much wiser to allow humanistic women to believe that spiritual men do not understand them than to inform them that their logistical capabilities are only slightly above the level of road kill. Emotionally, most women, and especially the humanistic woman, are in a league of their own, remaining several strata above the majority of men.
However, when it comes to the use of logic, the humanistic woman, (and do not even get me started on the humanistic men, most of whom prove dumber than a box of rocks), lacks the ability to utilize many of logics most basic forms while the spiritual woman is able to commune with Logos on a level that humanistic women, and that includes the ever-present "Evo Dead-Heads", will never comprehend and forget about them even beginning to comprehend the concept of Logos, for they will remain lost in the darkness of ignorance along with every other evolutionary dead-head unless they approach Logos from a spiritual level, leaving all the fleshly conceptualizations and psuedo-emotional baggage behind, which will then open their minds to the true purpose and understanding of logic as well as its' multiplicity of applications.
This is no theory, neither is it merely fact. It is a truth which I see evidenced again and again in the lives of my two very spiritual daughters. Nary a day passes that I am not amazed at their logistical approach and understanding to the events of everyday life. Again and again I watch them succeed, knowing that while Logos remains the focal point of their lives they will continue to learn and grow in knowledge and in truth. I must admit, I am one proud father of two very special teen-agers. But then, why shouldn't I be proud? I am their father, the very one who introduce them to the concept of Logos. I could not introduce them to Logos personally, that is a journey they had to undertake for themselves. A journey they continue to enjoy.
At times I truly feel sorry for the humanistic woman, for she will never attain the level of intelligence and comprehension that her Creator intended for her to achieve. As for the humanistic man, he fully deserves the reward that he has chosen to receive for his actions, beliefs, and denials. More's the pity!
“As we survey all the evidence, the thought insistently arises that some supernatural agency - or, rather, Agency - must be involved. Is it possible that suddenly, without intending to, we have stumbled upon scientific proof of the existence of a Supreme Being? Was it God who stepped in and so providentially crafted the cosmos for our benefit?”
Prof. George Greenstein
[This message has been edited by Jet, 12-06-2002]