(September 24, 2013 at 2:12 am)Ryantology Wrote:(September 24, 2013 at 1:52 am)Esquilax Wrote: Your god is a bashful god, Ryan.
Isn't it quite the coincidence how science figured out how natural disasters and disease really work, and all of a sudden, God developed laryngitis from which he has yet to recover?
That reminds me of missluckie's sig.
every time we find out the answer it is god didn't do it.
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.
