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NAO Sarge FST's blog: "time will tell, i hope"

created on 04/28/2011  |  http://fubar.com/time-will-tell-i-hope/b340794  |  2 followers

time for coffee?

Having arrived at the Gates of Heaven, Barack Obama meets a man with a beard. 'Are you Mohammed?' he asks.

'No my son, I am St. Peter; Mohammed is higher up.' Peter then points to a ladder that rises into the clouds.

Delighted that Mohammed should be higher than St. Peter, Obama climbs the ladder in great strides, climbs up through the clouds and comes into a room where he meets other bearded man.

He asks again, 'Are you Mohammed?'

'Why no he answers, I am Moses; Mohammed is higher still .'

Exhausted, but with a heart full of joy he climbs the ladder yet again, he discovers a larger room where he meets an angelic looking man with a beard. Full of hope, he asks again, 'Are you Mohammed?'

'No, I am Jesus, the Christ...you will find Mohammed higher up. '

Mohammed higher than Jesus! Man, oh man! Obama can hardly contain his delight

and climbs and climbs ever higher.

Once again, he reaches an even larger room where he meets this truly magnificent looking man with a silver white beard and once again repeats his question, "Are you Moammed?" he gasps as he is by now, totally out of breath from all his climbing.

'No, my son.... I am Almighty God, the Alpha and the Omega, but you look exhausted. Would you like a cup of coffee?"

Obama says, Yes please. As God looks behind him, he claps his hands and yells out:

"Hey Mohammed - two coffees!"

Keep your trust in God... your president is an idiot.

Inspiration

I hardly know you and already you have me entranced.

You make me question if I am even worthy of your time.

The thought of holding you leaves me breathless.

I want to discover the feeling of our fingers intertwined as we walk hand-in-hand alongside the beach.

Sharing every moment together.

I just want to live in the state of grace you shine out to the world like a beacon.

The life I have lived and the decisions I have made, have all made me feel like I was on a downward spiral.

But from just one look at your smile, and I feel like I am being given a second chance.

I want to rediscover romance with you.

Travel down roads that don't have names, and get lost only to enjoy the ride.

All I ask is that you are true to yourself in where you want this to go.

If you give me the chance, I will do everything I can to make that smile of yours shine out even on your darkest of days.

My Angel

The way your blue eyes sparkle

that perfect little smile

the way you blush when you look my way

it all amazes me

making me feel like a child meeting santa

 

your fingers wrapped around mine

my arms around you

the look in your eyes before we kiss

melts me from the inside

like an ice cube on a roaring fire

 

when you lounge in your sweats

the way you get all dolled up

you are always beautiful to me

 

of all the things you say or do

one thing will always stand out to me

 

the fact that you are the one who holds my heart

and it amazes me everyday that i am yours

 

the love we share sends me to heaven with only the mention of your name

life

I fight day and night with my thoughts and emotions to convince myself that everything is going to be ok.

Somehow I am always at fault. Nothing is ok, nothing is right. Yet when you do anything that is shady, its ok.

My heart is pining over you when you don't call. You say you love me, yet I feel all alone.

I am alone even with you here.

The shadows of your past haunt your present.

I get 5 minutes of your time, just to hear about everything else but us. 

Yet everyone else gets any amount of time they want.

Sugarland said it best, I give you my best, so why do they get the best of you?

I would cut the heart out of my chest for you, but you won't even give me a second thought.

Why is it that I love you so?

Am I just trying to hold on to the hope that one day you will return my feelings?

We started so strong, and we have done nothing but fall apart.

I pour my heart and soul out for you......only for you to throw me a towel.

So now I stand up on my own two feet and say this is enough. If you don't want to love me, then say so.

Stop dragging me around by my heartstrings and prove it to me.

This is my last chance for you, don't waste it. Because I won't come back again. 

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