Announced at 3:02 p. m. eastern standard time, New England Cable News.
He passed into heaven at 9:37 in his apartment.
Lord, pleased us today by taking a loved one away.
William K. Mahler
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It's very sad. He was a wonderful man. Rest in peace.
Rest in Peace.
Our father worth in heaven holy be thy name thy kingdom come thy will be done on earth as if it is from heaven. Give us this day our daily bread and forgive us our sins as we forgive those who tresspass against us, and leave us not to temptation but deliver us from evil. Amen. send this to everyone on your list to pray for the soul of our beloved Pope John Paul II.
R.I.P. Pope John Paul II! ;_;
R.I.P. Pope John Paul II! ;_;
Very sad news. Rest In Peace J.P II
RIP Pope John Paul
We'll all miss you
We'll all miss you
R.I.P. the True Priest!
R.I.P.
Who Am I?
by Bruce Lee, circa, 1969.
Who am I?
That is the age old question
Asked by every man
At one time or another.
Though he looks into a mirror
And recognizes his own face,
Though he knows his own name
And age and history,
Still he wonders, deep down,
Who am I?
Am I a giant among men,
Master of all I survey,
Or an ineffectual pygmy
Who clumsily blocks his own way?
Am I the self-assured gentleman
With a winning style,
The natural born leader
Who makes friends instantly,
Or a frightened heart
Tiptoeing among strangers,
Who, behind a frozen smile, trembles
Like a little boy lost in a dark forest?
Most of us yearn to be one,
But fear we are the other.
Yet we CAN be.
Those who cultivate
Their natural instincts,
Who set their sights
On the good, the admirable, the excellent,
And believe they can achieve it
Will find their confidence rewarded
And in the process,
They discover the true identity
Of him who looks back from the mirror.
- Bruce Lee, circa 1969.
by Bruce Lee, circa, 1969.
Who am I?
That is the age old question
Asked by every man
At one time or another.
Though he looks into a mirror
And recognizes his own face,
Though he knows his own name
And age and history,
Still he wonders, deep down,
Who am I?
Am I a giant among men,
Master of all I survey,
Or an ineffectual pygmy
Who clumsily blocks his own way?
Am I the self-assured gentleman
With a winning style,
The natural born leader
Who makes friends instantly,
Or a frightened heart
Tiptoeing among strangers,
Who, behind a frozen smile, trembles
Like a little boy lost in a dark forest?
Most of us yearn to be one,
But fear we are the other.
Yet we CAN be.
Those who cultivate
Their natural instincts,
Who set their sights
On the good, the admirable, the excellent,
And believe they can achieve it
Will find their confidence rewarded
And in the process,
They discover the true identity
Of him who looks back from the mirror.
- Bruce Lee, circa 1969.
i can't get the Spitting Image of the Pope out of my mind. Bling bling indeed.
R.I.P
Quiesco escere evi etum (R.I.P PADRE) XXX
RIP...
ding dong the witch is dead!
which old witch?
the wicked witch!
That's about how much I care about that old vampire.
which old witch?
the wicked witch!
That's about how much I care about that old vampire.
ding dong the witch is dead!
which old witch?
the wicked witch!
That's about how much I care about that old vampire.
Now that's real nice.....you are scary.