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Farewell Spike Milligan

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Perhaps you’re trying to imply that the passing away of a great pro-lifer, and his greatest pro-life poem, have no bearing on the teachings of the church? If so, could you please explain how they are unrelated to pro-life teachings?

 He will surely be missed.  But I do not think he would have liked to be sent to heaven.  He was not a great lover of religion. — Alan Ferris eligo, ergo sum Atheist #1211 Denizen of Darkness #42 EAC(UK)#252 Ironic Torture Div. "A pervert once again strikes.. posing as Duke……" "This does not belong in this post……It was copied or cut and pasted by www.arcerland.com ICQ UIN: 12811297

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Perhaps you’re trying to imply that the passing away of a great pro-lifer, and his greatest pro-life poem, have no bearing on the teachings of the church? If so, could you please explain how they are unrelated to pro-life teachings?  He will surely be missed.  But I do not think he would have liked to be sent to heaven.  He was not a great lover of religion.

I believe that we go wherever we’re suited. Those who have love in their hearts go to a place filled with love. Those who have filled their hearts with hatred also go to a place they’re suited to. I believe that Spike Milligan is a very spiritual man and on that basis, I have no doubt that he went to a place of happiness. I also believe that religion is a terrible handicap on spirituality, and that all those who strive towards spirituality would be far better off without religion. I think that those who die while still believing firmly in religion would be quite unsuitable for "heaven" if you want to call it that. Charl

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– Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – Perhaps you’re trying to imply that the passing away of a great pro-lifer, and his greatest pro-life poem, have no bearing on the teachings of the church? If so, could you please explain how they are unrelated to pro-life teachings?  He will surely be missed.  But I do not think he would have liked to be sent to heaven.  He was not a great lover of religion. I believe that we go wherever we’re suited. Those who have love in their hearts go to a place filled with love. Those who have filled their hearts with hatred also go to a place they’re suited to. I believe that Spike Milligan is a very spiritual man and on that basis, I have no doubt that he went to a place of happiness. I also believe that religion is a terrible handicap on spirituality, and that all those who strive towards spirituality would be far better off without religion. I think that those who die while still believing firmly in religion would be quite unsuitable for "heaven" if you want to call it that.

Spike was truly a caring person.  A man who was troubled through his whole life, yet still managed to give much to others.  I think his memory will last a long time. — Alan Ferris eligo, ergo sum Atheist #1211 Denizen of Darkness #42 EAC(UK)#252 Ironic Torture Div. "A pervert once again strikes.. posing as Duke……" "This does not belong in this post……It was copied or cut and pasted by www.arcerland.com ICQ UIN: 12811297

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                                                        JMJ This newsgroup is for people who are discussing Catholicism. Whether your view is pro-Catholic or anti-Catholic doesn’t matter, as long as it has a bearing on the Catholic church or its teachings.

And then we have – Hide quoted text — Show quoted text -It’s very sad for me to hear in the news that Spike Milligan has passed away. I admire him not just for his madcap humour but also for his serious side – especially for his courageous pro-life stance. He will live on in his poetry and in our hearts. Here is the poem of his that I love best:      Unto Us. . .      Somewhere at some time      They committed themselves to me      And so, I was!      Small, but I WAS!      Tiny, in shape      Lusting to live      I hung in my pulsing cave.      Soon they knew of me      My mother — my father.      I had no say in my being      I lived on trust      And love      Tho’ I couldn’t think      Each part of me was saying      A silent ‘Wait for me,      I will bring you love!’      I was taken      Blind, naked, defenseless      By the hand of one      Whose good name      Was graven on a brass plate      in Wimpole Street,      and dropped on the sterile floor      of a foot operated plastic waste      bucket.      There was no Queens Counsel      To take my brief.      The cot I might have warmed      Stood in Harrod’s shop window.      When my passing was told      My father smiled.      No grief filled my empty space.      My death was celebrated      With tickets to see Danny la Rue      Who was pretending to be a woman      Like my mother was. Earth’s loss is Heaven’s gain. Charl

Jim Carew sfo

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Perhaps you’re trying to imply that the passing away of a great pro-lifer, and his greatest pro-life poem, have no bearing on the teachings of the church? If so, could you please explain how they are unrelated to pro-life teachings? Charl – Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – This newsgroup is for people who are discussing Catholicism. Whether your view is pro-Catholic or anti-Catholic doesn’t matter, as long as it has a bearing on the Catholic church or its teachings. And then we have It’s very sad for me to hear in the news that Spike Milligan has passed away. I admire him not just for his madcap humour but also for his serious side – especially for his courageous pro-life stance. He will live on in his poetry and in our hearts. Here is the poem of his that I love best:      Unto Us. . .      Somewhere at some time      They committed themselves to me      And so, I was!      Small, but I WAS!      Tiny, in shape      Lusting to live      I hung in my pulsing cave.      Soon they knew of me      My mother — my father.      I had no say in my being      I lived on trust      And love      Tho’ I couldn’t think      Each part of me was saying      A silent ‘Wait for me,      I will bring you love!’      I was taken      Blind, naked, defenseless      By the hand of one      Whose good name      Was graven on a brass plate      in Wimpole Street,      and dropped on the sterile floor      of a foot operated plastic waste      bucket.      There was no Queens Counsel      To take my brief.      The cot I might have warmed      Stood in Harrod’s shop window.      When my passing was told      My father smiled.      No grief filled my empty space.      My death was celebrated      With tickets to see Danny la Rue      Who was pretending to be a woman      Like my mother was. Earth’s loss is Heaven’s gain. Charl Jim Carew sfo

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– Hide quoted text — Show quoted text –                                                         JMJ This newsgroup is for people who are discussing Catholicism. Whether your view is pro-Catholic or anti-Catholic doesn’t matter, as long as it has a bearing on the Catholic church or its teachings. And then we have It’s very sad for me to hear in the news that Spike Milligan has passed away. I admire him not just for his madcap humour but also for his serious side – especially for his courageous pro-life stance.

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Perhaps you’re trying to imply that the passing away of a great pro-lifer, and his greatest pro-life poem, have no bearing on the teachings of the church? If so, could you please explain how they are unrelated to pro-life teachings?

Your "Spike Milligan" and my "Spike Milligan" are to different people, here in Orange County California "Spike Milligan" was a midget who ran a night club staffed with little people with a 1920’s motif near Disneyland. I never heard of your "Mike Milligan" OK. Jim Carew Sfo – Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – This newsgroup is for people who are discussing Catholicism. Whether your view is pro-Catholic or anti-Catholic doesn’t matter, as long as it has a bearing on the Catholic church or its teachings. And then we have It’s very sad for me to hear in the news that Spike Milligan has passed away. I admire him not just for his madcap humour but also for his serious side – especially for his courageous pro-life stance. He will live on in his poetry and in our hearts. Here is the poem of his that I love best:      Unto Us. . .      Somewhere at some time      They committed themselves to me      And so, I was!      Small, but I WAS!      Tiny, in shape      Lusting to live      I hung in my pulsing cave.      Soon they knew of me      My mother — my father.      I had no say in my being      I lived on trust      And love      Tho’ I couldn’t think      Each part of me was saying      A silent ‘Wait for me,      I will bring you love!’      I was taken      Blind, naked, defenseless      By the hand of one      Whose good name      Was graven on a brass plate      in Wimpole Street,      and dropped on the sterile floor      of a foot operated plastic waste      bucket.      There was no Queens Counsel      To take my brief.      The cot I might have warmed      Stood in Harrod’s shop window.      When my passing was told      My father smiled.      No grief filled my empty space.      My death was celebrated      With tickets to see Danny la Rue      Who was pretending to be a woman      Like my mother was. Earth’s loss is Heaven’s gain. Charl Jim Carew sfo

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It’s very sad for me to hear in the news that Spike Milligan has passed away. I admire him not just for his madcap humour but also for his serious side – especially for his courageous pro-life stance. He will live on in his poetry and in our hearts. Here is the poem of his that I love best:      Unto Us. . .      Somewhere at some time      They committed themselves to me      And so, I was!      Small, but I WAS!      Tiny, in shape      Lusting to live      I hung in my pulsing cave.      Soon they knew of me      My mother — my father.      I had no say in my being      I lived on trust      And love      Tho’ I couldn’t think      Each part of me was saying      A silent ‘Wait for me,      I will bring you love!’      I was taken      Blind, naked, defenseless      By the hand of one      Whose good name      Was graven on a brass plate      in Wimpole Street,      and dropped on the sterile floor      of a foot operated plastic waste      bucket.      There was no Queens Counsel      To take my brief.      The cot I might have warmed      Stood in Harrod’s shop window.      When my passing was told      My father smiled.      No grief filled my empty space.      My death was celebrated      With tickets to see Danny la Rue      Who was pretending to be a woman      Like my mother was. Earth’s loss is Heaven’s gain. Charl

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