From: J@M   
      
    "do not plural masters become, brothers my own, scient because greater   
   judgment   
     you assume. in much for we offend all. if anyone in word not offend, he   
     perfect is a man, potent indeed a bridle to encircle total the body. if but   
     the horses bits in the mouths we cast, to be consenting of us, and the whole   
     body of them we carry around. behold also the ships, when great they are, and   
     by wind valid driven are carried around, by a modicum the helm whereby   
   impetus   
     directing where volitive. thus also the lingua a modicum indeed a member is,   
     and great things exult, behold, a quantity of ignition how great the forest   
     incendiary. and the lingua ignition is, a universe of iniquity, the lingua   
     constituted among the members of ours, that maculates total the body, and   
     inflames the rotation of nativity of ours, inflamed by gehenna. all for the   
     nature of beasts, and volant creatures, and serpents, likewise all the rest,   
     are dominated, and dominated have been, by the nature of humans. the lingua   
     but no one of men to dominate is able, inquiet malignance plenary of venom   
     deadly. in it we benedict the dominant one and the father, and in it we   
     maledict men which according to the similitude of the deities made they were.   
     out of the same mouth proceed benediction and malediction. not opportune,   
     brothers my own, these things thus to occur. can it be that a fountain from   
     the same foramen emanate dulcet and bitter water. can it be that is able,   
     brothers my own, a fig tree olives produce, or a vine figs. thus neither salt   
     dulcet is able to make water. who sapient and disciplined among you, ostend   
     out of good conversation the operation his own in mansuetude sapient. but if   
     zeal bitter you have and contentions in the hearts of yours, do not glory and   
     mendacious be adverse to verity. not is that sapience from above descending,   
     but is terrene the animal diabolic. where for is zeal and contention, there   
     is inconstancy and every work depraved. that but from above is sapience first   
     certainly pure is, then pacific, modest, persuadable, plenary of mercy and   
     fruits good, not judging, without simulation, the fruit but of justice in   
     peace seminated of those making peace." -- James 3:1-18   
      
   --- SoupGate-Win32 v1.05   
    * Origin: you cannot sedate... all the things you hate (1:229/2)