This Is What I Think.

Sunday, December 20, 2009

I'll bet.




http://www.online-literature.com/bible/Revelation/

Literature Network>The Holy Bible>Revelation

Revelation

Revelations


7:17 For the Lamb which is in the midst of the throne shall feed them, and shall lead them unto living fountains of waters: and God shall wipe away all tears from their eyes.

8:1 And when he had opened the seventh seal, there was silence in heaven about the space of half an hour.










http://www.cswap.com/1996/Screamers/cap/en/25fps/a/00_17

Screamers


:17:46
Are you going to look her up
when you get back?

:17:51
- What for?
- You tell me.

:17:56


:17:57
She couldn't take it.
She's married and moved on . . .

:18:02
. . . and I'm still here.

:18:05
Not for long.
Do you still think about her?

:18:10
It used to be every minute,
then once a day.

:18:14


:18:15
About twice a year
I get a kick in the chest.

[ Now I can't even remember what she looks like. ]

[ Yeah, I'll bet. ]










}}}}} JOURNAL ARCHIVE: From: Kerry Burgess

To: Kerry Burgess

Sent: Thu, April 6, 2006 2:45:44 PM

Subject: Re: Imaginary friend

I was disappointed I got only an hour of my imaginary girlfriend this morning. The previous 3 days of 4 hours was spoiling me.

Damn I am one bored loser homeless guy.

I literally almost expect someone to stab me in the back with a knife when someone walks behind me on the street. I don't know why that has started bothering me. I feel like my thought processes are still pretty normal, but I do think about a lot of stuff, got nothing else to do.

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}}}}} JOURNAL ARCHIVE: From: Kerry Burgess

To: Kerry Burgess

Sent: Mon, June 12, 2006 1:23:57 PM

Subject: Re: Journal June 12, 2006

Kerry Burgess wrote:

Early this morning, I suffered through about the first half-hour of Fast Times At Ridgemont High until I got bored and changed it.

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From 7/21/1987 ( formal wedding ceremony for my wife Phoebe and me ) to 4/16/1996 ( Modest Mouse "This Is a Long Drive for Someone with Nothing to Think About" ) is: 3192 days

3192 = 1596 + 1596

From 3/3/1959 ( my birth date US ) to 7/16/1963 ( my wife ) is: 1596 days



From 12/24/1968 ( I was Apollo 8 spacecraft astronaut in orbit of Earth's moon ) to 4/16/1996 ( Modest Mouse "This Is a Long Drive for Someone with Nothing to Think About" ) is: 9975 days

From 3/4/1959 ( my birth date UK ) to 6/25/1986 ( U.S. President Ronald Reagan : Proclamation 5506—National Homelessness Awareness Week 1986 ) is: 9975 days

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/This_Is_a_Long_Drive_for_Someone_with_Nothing_to_Think_About

This Is a Long Drive for Someone with Nothing to Think About

Studio album by Modest Mouse

Released April 16, 1996

Track listing

16. "Space Travel Is Boring"





http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/modestmouse/spacetravelisboring.html

MODEST MOUSE LYRICS

"Space Travel Is Boring"

Won herself a pass to some far off moon
It was second class but what's to lose
And looking out her window she could more than assume
That you can't see air or time
She's the only rocketeer in the whole damn place
They gave her a mirror so she could talk to a face
She still got plenty lonely but that's just the case
With time, time, time
Started hearing voices sometime in June
She knew she could go crazy but didn't think that soon
Now she doesn't feel lonely but she'd just as soon
Try, try, try try
Man shot to the moon
I read a paperback and want to come home soon
I'm shot to the moon
Been there a half an hour, I want to come home soon










http://www.lyricsfreak.com/p/proclaimers/im+gonna+be_10209351.html

Proclaimers

I'm Gonna Be


When i wake up yeah i know i'm gonna be
I'm gonna be the man who wakes up next to you










http://www.cswap.com/1996/Independence_Day/cap/en/2_Parts/a/00_03

Independence Day


:03:02
If this isn't an insanely beautiful woman,
I'm hanging up.

:03:06
Sir, I think you should listen to this.










http://www.cswap.com/1999/Star_Wars:_Episode_I_-_The_Phantom_Menace/cap/en/25fps/a/00_40

Star Wars: Episode I - The Phantom Menace

:40:21
I had a dream I was a Jedi.

:40:23
I came back here
and freed all the slaves.

:40:26
- Have you come to free us?
- No, I'm afraid not.

:40:29
I think you have.
Why else would you be here?

:40:38
I can see there's
no fooling you, Anakin.










}}}}} JOURNAL ARCHIVE: 05/07/07 3:57 AM

How long have you called me "Buster"?

I find it rather endearing, actually, if it is something you have done for a long time.

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}}}}} JOURNAL ARCHIVE: 05/07/07 9:54 AM

It just makes no sense to me why we have to spend another lousy minute apart.

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http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Buster

Buster

Buster may refer to:


Buster, a fighter pilot brevity code signaling an aircraft to use maximum continuous power










From 2/5/1964 ( I was Olympic gold medalist at Innsbruck Olympics again on this day ) to 11/19/1969 ( I was Apollo 12 Intrepid astronaut walking on Earth's moon ) is: 2114 days

From 11/19/1969 ( I was Apollo 12 Intrepid astronaut walking on Earth's moon ) to 9/3/1975 ( premiere UK movie "Rollerball" ) is: 2114 days


http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0073631/releaseinfo

Release dates for

Rollerball (1975)

UK 3 September 1975










http://www.lyricsondemand.com/p/pinkfloydlyrics/yourpossiblepastslyrics.html

Pink Floyd Lyrics

Your Possible Pasts Lyrics


they flutter behind you your possible pasts
some brighteyed and crazy some frightened and lost
a warning to anyone still in command
of their possible future to take care
in derilict sidings the poppies entwine
with cattle trucks lying in wait for the next time
do you remember me? how we used to be?
do you thing we should be closer?
she stood in the doorway the ghost of a smile
haunting her face like a cheap hotel sign
her cold eyes imploring the men in their macs
for the gold in their bags or the knives in their backs
stepping up boldly one put out his hand
he said, "i was just a child then now i'm only a man"
do you remember me? how we used to be?
do you thing we should be closer?
by the cold and religious we were taken in hand
shown how to feel good and told to feel bad
tongue tied and terrified we learned how to pray
now our feelings run deep and cold as the clay
and strung out behind us the banners and flags
of our possible pasts lie in tatters and rags
do you remember me? how we used to be?
do you thing we should be closer?