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- too long didn't read. can you summarize it for us?pango
- i don't think he reads it eithermoldero
- just read the title and shut the fuck up scabs********
- "THE HISTORICAL JESUS AND MYTHICAL CHRIST."
ok what about it?pango - is that what you do, just read the title? I think son just took yuris crown, congrats. at least yuri reads his shitmoldero
- i'm only speaking to prior posts and making a statement w/ the title...wow you're smart********
- Even then it still doesn't make sense just replying with the title.pango
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"I look at all the stars in the sky and think, 'how could there not be a creator who created all this 7500 years ago?'" - bible thumping dumb fuck
On a clear night, some of those stars your looking at aren't even stars at all, their other fucking galaxies. Eta Carinae nebula which is in our own milky way galaxy is about 7500 light years away from our sun, if everything was created 7500 years ago we wouldn't see the light of anything past that yet, including most of own our galaxy let alone other galaxies.
Jesus fucking Christ, do these people even try to think?
Even Fox is turning on those idiots with Cosmos.
meanwhile:
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- yurmoldero
- lol @ using logic against these guys... don't you know logic is full of fallacies (yurimon)?monospaced
- also, urmonospaced
- very true mono
http://diagoras.file…moldero - http://dictionary.re… .. truth is in the origin of the wordatomholc
- wow, that's an interesting piece of linguistic historymonospaced
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- Woot. Posting irrelevant stuffs because you are completely incapable to do anything to empower your self.pango
- following me cause your mother is a fuckin reptile********
- And ya mom is a goat!pango
- haha... do you know what a goat is? Greatest of All Time...the goat is Baphomet, I Win!********
- Never knew someone so happy their moms a goat....pango
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Jesus ben Sirach. This Jesus was reputedly the author of the Book of Sirach (aka ‘Ecclesiasticus, or the Wisdom of Jesus the Son of Sirach’), part of Old Testament Apocrypha. Ben Sirach, writing in Greek about 180 BC, brought together Jewish ‘wisdom’ and Homeric-style heroes.
Jesus ben Pandira. A wonder-worker during the reign of Alexander Jannaeus (106-79 BC), one of the most ruthless of the Maccabean kings. Imprudently, this Jesus launched into a career of end-time prophecy and agitation which upset the king. He met his own premature end-time by being hung on a tree – and on the eve of a Passover. Scholars have speculated this Jesus founded the Essene sect (read “DID JESUS LIVE 100 B.C.?” by G. R. S. Mead).
Jesus ben Ananias. Beginning in 62AD, this Jesus had caused disquiet in Jerusalem with a non-stop doom-laden mantra of ‘Woe to the city’. He prophesied rather vaguely: “A voice from the east, a voice from the west, a voice from the four winds, a voice against Jerusalem and the holy house, a voice against the bridegrooms and the brides, and a voice against the whole people.” – Josephus, “WARS” 6.3. “Arrested and flogged by the Romans, Jesus ben Ananias was released as nothing more dangerous than a mad man. He died during the siege of Jerusalem from a rock hurled by a Roman catapult.”
Jesus ben Saphat. In the insurrection of 68AD that wrought havoc in Galilee, this Jesus had led the rebels in Tiberias (“the leader of a seditious tumult of mariners and poor people”– Josephus, “LIFE” 12.66). When the city was about to fall to Vespasian’s legionaries he fled north to Tarichea on the Sea of Galilee.
Jesus ben Gamala. During 68/69 AD this Jesus was a leader of the ‘peace party’ in the civil war wrecking Judaea. From the walls of Jerusalem he had remonstrated with the besieging Idumeans (led by‘James and John, sons of Susa’). It did him no good. When the Idumeans breached the walls he was put to death and his body thrown to the dogs and carrion birds.
Jesus ben Thebuth. A priest who, in the final capitulation of the upper city in 69 AD, saved his own skin by surrendering the treasures of the Temple, which included two holy candlesticks, goblets of pure gold, sacred curtains and robes of the high priests. The booty figured prominently in the Triumph held for Vespasian and his son Titus.
The archetypal (allegorical) Hebrew hero was Joshua (the successor of Moses) otherwise known as Yehoshua (Yeshua) bin Nun (‘Jesus of the fish’). Since the name Jesus (Yeshua or Yeshu in Hebrew, Iesous in Greek, source of the English spelling) originally was a title (meaning ‘savior’, derived from ‘Yahweh Saves’).
But was there a crucified Jesus? Certainly.
Jesus ben Stada was a Judean agitator who gave the Romans a headache in the early years of the second century. He met his end in the town of Lydda (twenty five miles from Jerusalem) at the hands of a Roman crucifixion crew. And given the scale that Roman retribution could reach – at the height of the siege of Jerusalem the Romans were crucifying upwards of five hundred captives a day before the city walls – dead heroes called Jesus would (quite literally) have been thick on the ground. Not one merits a full-stop in the great universal history.
Sorry, but the “Jesus of Nazareth” NEVER existed! The reason being is the town Nazareth did not exist before the second century. Origen’s words, is the assertion that Josephus, who discusses more than a dozen Jesuses, did not consider any of them to be “the Christ.” Arthur Drews relates in “WITNESSES TO THE HISTORICITY OF JESUS”: "In the edition of Origen published by the Benedictines it is said that there was no mention of Jesus at all in Josephus before the time of Eusebius [c. 300 ce]. Moreover, in the sixteenth century Vossius had a manuscript of the text of Josephus in which there was not a word about Jesus. It seems, therefore, that the passage must have been an interpolation, whether it was subsequently modified or not." (Drews, 9; emph. added) (Note: It is interesting that the number of Jesuses comes to 14, the same as the 14 pieces of Asar [Osiris]).
- yawnmoldero
- i'm not gonna bother reading this but i'll venture a guess it says jesus was blackscarabin
- "I always say a lot of cryptic stuff about black people. Therefore I am interesting and smart/enlightened."cannonball1978
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your parents paid all that money for those schools and you come here and trash tradition for lack of substance & value... lol
- I paid for all my school. So suck it!pango
- same difference...the point is, if you 'paid' for school, why are you here...this site is for rebels********
- nobody here is trashing tradition, we're trashing stupidity. which unfortunately has become tradition.scarabin
- just because something is old doesn't make it correct or true.scarabin
- Who said this site is for anything particular?pango
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"There must be a big banger"
- when you post this, is it a way of sharing your personal point of view?monospaced
- aka, do you actually prescribe to this thought process?monospaced
- No, I am not yurimon's other account.********
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- good point!monospaced
- I would.wagshaft
- you'remonospaced
- Lonely goatherd?MrT
- this post makes about as much sense as all his other postsmoldero
- Right on moldy!********
- http://en.wikipedia.…hereswhatidid
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The Baphomet is also associated with the Androgyne Goat of Mendes. Only in the (ignorant) literature of the Inquisition, was the Biblical satan turned into Pan and associated with Witchcraft.
- LOL Ya right on! Go celebrate that ya mom's a goat.pango
- Ummm... all the literature of the inquisition was ignorant.monospaced
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The Three Billy Goats Gruff
Norway
Once upon a time there were three billy goats, who were to go up to the hillside to make themselves fat, and the name of all three was "Gruff."
On the way up was a bridge over a cascading stream they had to cross; and under the bridge lived a great ugly troll , with eyes as big as saucers, and a nose as long as a poker.
So first of all came the youngest Billy Goat Gruff to cross the bridge.
"Trip, trap, trip, trap! " went the bridge.
"Who's that tripping over my bridge?" roared the troll .
"Oh, it is only I, the tiniest Billy Goat Gruff , and I'm going up to the hillside to make myself fat," said the billy goat, with such a small voice.
"Now, I'm coming to gobble you up," said the troll.
"Oh, no! pray don't take me. I'm too little, that I am," said the billy goat. "Wait a bit till the second Billy Goat Gruff comes. He's much bigger."
"Well, be off with you," said the troll.
A little while after came the second Billy Goat Gruff to cross the bridge.
Trip, trap, trip, trap, trip, trap, went the bridge.
"Who's that tripping over my bridge?" roared the troll.
"Oh, it's the second Billy Goat Gruff , and I'm going up to the hillside to make myself fat," said the billy goat, who hadn't such a small voice.
"Now I'm coming to gobble you up," said the troll.
"Oh, no! Don't take me. Wait a little till the big Billy Goat Gruff comes. He's much bigger."
"Very well! Be off with you," said the troll.
But just then up came the big Billy Goat Gruff .
Trip, trap, trip, trap, trip, trap! went the bridge, for the billy goat was so heavy that the bridge creaked and groaned under him.
"Who's that tramping over my bridge?" roared the troll.
"It's I! The big Billy Goat Gruff ," said the billy goat, who had an ugly hoarse voice of his own.
"Now I 'm coming to gobble you up," roared the troll.
Well, come along! I've got two spears,
And I'll poke your eyeballs out at your ears;
I've got besides two curling-stones,
And I'll crush you to bits, body and bones.
That was what the big billy goat said. And then he flew at the troll, and poked his eyes out with his horns, and crushed him to bits, body and bones, and tossed him out into the cascade, and after that he went up to the hillside. There the billy goats got so fat they were scarcely able to walk home again. And if the fat hasn't fallen off them, why, they're still fat; and so,
Snip, snap, snout.
This tale's told out.
The Three Goats
Poland/Germany
Three goats went into a grove to eat leaves. The first had one little belly, the second had two little bellies, and the third had three little bellies.
The one with one little belly was soon full and was the first to go home. But a wolf laid himself across the narrow mountain path and said, "Run! Run, or I'll eat you up!"
The goat said, "Don't eat me up. I am very skinny, but a goat will soon come who has two little bellies. He will fill you up." And the wolf let him go.
Then came the second goat, the one with two little bellies, and who was now full. The wolf said to him as well, "Run! Run, or I'll eat you up!"
He said, "Don't eat me up. I am only half meat, but a goat will soon come who has three little bellies, and who will fill you up completely." And the wolf let him go as well.
Then came the third goat, the one with three little bellies. He had finally gotten full.
The wolf said to him, "Run! Run, or I'll eat you up!"
This goat said nothing in return, but instead, brave and forward as he was, lowered his horns and gave the wolf such a blow that he fell from the cliff into the chasm below and broke his right leg. And there the poor rascal lay. He wanted the biggest and fattest mouthfull, but instead got nothing -- but pain.
How the Goats Came to Hessen
Germany
In olden, olden times, the land of Hessen was surrounded by great forests which were inhabited by many wolves. Many a family of goats attempted to enter the land, but were torn apart by the bloodthirsty beasts. One day a weak little kid goat was making his way toward Hessen. He had hardly entered the forest before a wolf confronted him and wanted to tear him to pieces.
Filled with fear, the little kid said, "My mother is coming too."
The wolf thought, "Don't spoil your appetite. The mother will be a better meal for my hungry stomach." And he let the little animal pass in peace.
Sure enough, soon afterward the mother goat appeared. The wolf was about to pounce on her, when she -- filled with fear -- said, "My husband is coming too."
"Stop!" thought the wolf. "Her husband is larger and will be a better meal for you. Wait to eat until he comes."
Finally the ram goat approached. The wolf's heart laughed inside his body when he saw the stately fellow. He was about to spring on him and grab him by the throat when two things caught his attention: the ram's spikes and his bag.
"Tell me, ram," what are those big spikes on your head, and what is that bag for between your legs?"
"Oh," replied the ram, "the spikes are a pair of pistols, and the bag is where I carry my powder and lead."
In that moment, as such animals often do, the ram rubbed his left horn against his flank. The wolf thought that he was loading his pistol, and he took to flight. Thus the first family of goats arrived happily in the land of Hessen. Their descendents have multiplied so much that Hessen now provides the neighboring lands with its surplus every year.
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http://qbn.com/topic…moldero - oh yeah...cause i'll click that all day...yup thanks********
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