(December 18, 2013 at 5:22 am)Nineteen Wrote:(December 17, 2013 at 8:46 pm)Esquilax Wrote: This isn't because Nineteen is young. It's because she's an aggressive idiot.
Why I'm "agressive" and "idiot" ? Because I'm not agree with you ? Actually I'm the last person in this world who can be defined as aggressive , I'm a quiet person generally and I dont oppose anyone as long as they dont do crazy things . Maybe this is why I have lots of friends from different parts of world with different back grounds .
But in this forum , you generally insult me and this is an indication of your characters . If you want to be friend with me and discuss with me , the first thing you need to learn is to speak without insults in a proper manner . We could be opposite sighted and this is not a obstacle for me to eat my lunch together with you or spending a Sunday afternoon with you .
I wont be mercifull about this issue . The persons in ignore list will stay there forever . And Esquilax , you're in ignore no more , maybe not in list , but in my mind . Salaam .
During my first encounter with you, you made a wild assertion and then asked to back it up you refused and asked us to do the research for you. Then you Got mad because people just dismissed your claim. Now nineteen I have a 2 fold question for you, how do you know the Quran is the word of god and that you are interpretibg it correctly?
To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow,
Creeps in this petty pace from day to day,
To the last syllable of recorded time;
And all our yesterdays have lighted fools
The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle!
Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player,
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage,
And then is heard no more. It is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,
Signifying nothing.
Creeps in this petty pace from day to day,
To the last syllable of recorded time;
And all our yesterdays have lighted fools
The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle!
Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player,
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage,
And then is heard no more. It is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,
Signifying nothing.