God Gave Man Feet Of Clay As Well As A Spark Of The Divine

[robby]

You know, God doesn't act randomly, so it's no accident that God chose to be incarnated as a man. Women have the X chromosome, as do us men, which I think of as our metaphorical "feet of clay". Men also possess the precious Y chromosome, which is quite possibly a "spark of the divine". That touch of God that exists in every man is perhaps why women can never completely understand men.

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[fuzzilla.livejournal.com]

I understand you aims to throw a cherry bomb in a hen house and see what ruckus erupts! :P

On the off chance you are biologically superior: How 'bout YOU start bugging Hugh to go to the doctor?

You Can Lead A Horse To Water.......

[robby.livejournal.com]

I did direct him to Google, and Hugh has a better medical background than I do.

Re: You Can Lead A Horse To Water.......

[fuzzilla.livejournal.com]

I know, I'm being codependent. :o( He seems really down and I'm just worried, is all.

Re: You Can Lead A Horse To Water.......

[hughknox.livejournal.com]

i remembered that when i was in my early twenties i pissed blood and went to a doctor. he did the bend over and relax bit, thrust his finger up my fudnament and told me he thought i had a cyst on my prostate. he then instructed me to lie on my side on the table, gave me a handfull of kleenexl which he suggested i wrap around my johnson, and told me he was going to massage my prostate until i ejaculated. which he did. a man of his word. when i came there was blood and what appeared to fragments of a scab. i never passed blood again. (until recently of course) i haven't pissed blood for two days, i think. so maybe that's what it was. but i am not well, have no energy, and my stomach hurts considerably whether i eat or not.
i also had epididymitis in both testicles when i was thirteen or fourteen, which caused me to ejaculate an enormous amount of blood and both nuts became so swollen they were without exaggeration as big as goose eggs. excruciating pain. they packed me in ice around the clock for days and days. i always wondered why i never knocked anyone up and in my 30's i had myself tested and was told i was shooting blanks and could forget fatherhood. which was probably a blessing. my only regret from all of this is that i did not, upon ejaculating from the prostate massage, have the presence of mind to ask the doctor if it was good for him too.

God Gave Man Feet Of Clay As Well As A Spark Of The Divine

[hughknox.livejournal.com]

i occasionally suffer from the appalling suspicion that they understand us all too well. and when my savage mind drifts toward bashing them a bit in general, i suddenly recall that they have at least, very least, half the money in the world, and absolutely all of the you-know-what...which makes bashing them more difficult.

[robby.livejournal.com]

I'm guessing that you've gone up to your neck in clay. You don't get it either.

[regular-ego.livejournal.com]

why can't my mother understand me?

[robby.livejournal.com]

She probably does understand you on certain levels, but even after (or because) having two babies, and reveling in their poop, you still have a touch of the divine. In one of the biblical creation stories, God fashioned us from clay, and breathed into us to make us human.