Sorry; popped out to Wal Mart searching for an Oscar Wilde action figure. The closest I could find was Rowdy Roddy Piper...I think it's customizing time.
Oh no .... YD, don't tell me you've gone and blown up Woolies in protest?!
:P It wasnt the Woolies they hit with the Bombing in Darwin, it was the TIO building (Insurance company) Notorious for screwing the little people when it comes time to pay out on housing and life insurance. t@%! didnt even make an effort...went with a petrol bomb apparently.
Someone has apparently turned themselves into the police station - yes I watch the news.
Mind you the Old Woolies stands at the heart of the city and is vacant. Disused for 20 years. Ideal spot for investment.
Oh yeah, the news report I heard an hour ago said Woolworths. The report on Triple J right now is saying TIO.
Sorry; popped out to Wal Mart searching for an Oscar Wilde action figure. The closest I could find was Rowdy Roddy Piper...I think it's customizing time.
Oh no .... YD, don't tell me you've gone and blown up Woolies in protest?!
:P It wasnt the Woolies they hit with the Bombing in Darwin, it was the TIO building (Insurance company) Notorious for screwing the little people when it comes time to pay out on housing and life insurance. t@%! didnt even make an effort...went with a petrol bomb apparently.
Someone has apparently turned themselves into the police station - yes I watch the news.
Mind you the Old Woolies stands at the heart of the city and is vacant. Disused for 20 years. Ideal spot for investment.
Oh yeah, the news report I heard an hour ago said Woolworths. The report on Triple J right now is saying TIO.
Not sure which building they are talking about now...
The old abandoned Woolies is on the corner of Smith street and Cavenagh street. The TIO building was further down Smith street. Right next door.
@Skeld: You know, my first thought on reading this thread was, "oh great, here we go again." My second thought was about the missionaries my church supports. Thanks for sharing with the rest of us what it is that real missionaries actually do.
As you look through my window
Deep into my room
At the tapestries all faded
Their vague and distant glories
Concealed in the gloom
The icy fingers of forgotten passions
Softly brushing my lips
At the tips of my primitive soul
As you look through my door
Deep into my room
Can you feel the mighty wall of power
It's waiting waiting in the gloom
The distant shadows of forgotten champions
Those who live in me still
And will rise when we challenge and kill
Born again
You'll be born again
Look at this prince of evil
Fighting for your mind
Fighting all priests of shame
For the thrust of my challenge is aimed
At the hearts of mutant gods
Who think we're all the same
They're controlling our minds
And they use us for fortune and fame
As you look through my window
Deep into my room
At your future and freedom
The grey and plastic retards all floating in circles
And as you taste the fruits of new sensations
Softly brushing your lips
As we rise when we challenge and kill
Born again
You'll be born again
If you want to be a king for a day
Just do what I say
Everybody's got to think like a hunter
Just search for your pray
Be alive through the night and the day
Just do it my way
Deep into my room
At the tapestries all faded
Their vague and distant glories
Concealed in the gloom
The icy fingers of forgotten passions
Softly brushing my lips
At the tips of my primitive soul
As you look through my door
Deep into my room
Can you feel the mighty wall of power
It's waiting waiting in the gloom
The distant shadows of forgotten champions
Those who live in me still
And will rise when we challenge and kill
Born again
You'll be born again
Look at this prince of evil
Fighting for your mind
Fighting all priests of shame
For the thrust of my challenge is aimed
At the hearts of mutant gods
Who think we're all the same
They're controlling our minds
And they use us for fortune and fame
As you look through my window
Deep into my room
At your future and freedom
The grey and plastic retards all floating in circles
And as you taste the fruits of new sensations
Softly brushing your lips
As we rise when we challenge and kill
Born again
You'll be born again
If you want to be a king for a day
Just do what I say
Everybody's got to think like a hunter
Just search for your pray
Be alive through the night and the day
Just do it my way
What a friend we have in Jesus,
All our sins and griefs to bear!
What a privilege to carry
Everything to God in prayer!
Oh, what peace we often forfeit,
Oh, what needless pain we bear,
All because we do not carry
Everything to God in prayer!
Have we trials and temptations?
Is there trouble anywhere?
We should never be discouraged—
Take it to the Lord in prayer.
Can we find a friend so faithful,
Who will all our sorrows share?
Jesus knows our every weakness;
Take it to the Lord in prayer.
Are we weak and heavy-laden,
Cumbered with a load of care?
Precious Savior, still our refuge—
Take it to the Lord in prayer.
Do thy friends despise, forsake thee?
Take it to the Lord in prayer!
In His arms He’ll take and shield thee,
Thou wilt find a solace there.
Blessed Savior, Thou hast promised
Thou wilt all our burdens bear;
May we ever, Lord, be bringing
All to Thee in earnest prayer.
Soon in glory bright, unclouded,
There will be no need for prayer—
Rapture, praise, and endless worship
Will be our sweet portion there.