You cannot rollerskate (wisely) in any bufflo herds, due to risk of accidental damage caused by disturbance incurred traversing any buffalo turds. Herds and turds symbollically (Hats) off to everyone! We are equally rained on by the reign of one terrific creator if He/She/IT is up/down/around there/here/everywhere.
Here, there, and everywhere. Satan has dominion in this world. In this life, we see the influence anywhere we look. Or, if we see that which is harder to find, we seek God. The Bible (Holy Word of God it is not exactly but nothing is closer to being just exactly that and therefore being God completely, in fact everything is further from it) is also the dominion of Satan if we argue excessively to the point of bitterness. That is the poisoned water, the bitter taste of the star named Wormwood. We should not still be discussing exactly what the correct interpretation of the Bible is (yet we do) and we should not still be using “Biblical perfection” as the true mark of being acceptable. Not exactly is this merely my opinion, but I want to call it “only” my opinion, and give anyone the chance to dismiss me.
If it turned out that I actually came to help you (whomever you may be, or were, or are never going to be, like my “friend” as we use the term loosely) in His name, and I was turned away by anyone or anything, then it seems we did not err, but someone else will have to be forgiven for taking away our birthrights. I figure that we were all given permission at birth to try being friends.
Not my fault there are some bad guys out there living here in this world of ours, and more and more of the bad guys are gals out to prove what a big “woman” they are, better than any man could be anyway. Not my fault I would “take their places” by being NOT the bad guy at all, but getting in their way and becoming an obstacle. Of course, I became your obstacle, so now I am removed. Like some distant cousin, certainly not within incesstuous striking range, maybe we could say I’d be something like the fourth cousin, twice removed. That’s what you’d likely call distant and not close, and thus not really a close friend, but certainly no enemy! Yes, that is the bottom line. I am: Not Your Enemy (NYE)™ which of course refers to Bill, the Science Guy. Everyone knows how much I love science! My ♥ is all about that (except when I play music unscientifically)!!!
So we see I am jealous of Bill, still, and always will (BEE?) the way I am, meant to be, keeping on!
Not to change the subject back, but Nye does not even remotely refer to one of my favorites from long ago and up until a couple of years ago, so it does NOT (I repeat not) refer at all to Louis Nye, the funny guy, who was not even named Nye at all!!! It was Neistat, of all things. But I digress aimlessly again…
Bee keeping is another subject I may yet not really write about. Or I will do the opposite of whatever I just said in such a confused manner. Well, at least I have some form of manners, even if they miss the mark, and if they are actually bad ones. They are ones. Many ones. Many miniscule ones, maybe. Oh well, put them into the well. Do not put poison in there, just put the manners away for now. The bad ones, anyhow! But, how?
What, if any, are Bad Bible Manners, if not Bad BM, or is BBM better? Let us call the Better Business Bureau for another top-drawer answer, shall we (not)?