Hi guys, so you've finally found my profile... Geez I'm rude, lets start by introducing myself...

Name: You can call me Mosper, Mospher is acceptable. Close friends may call me Moss.

Age: You have no idea, I do though

Hobbies: Reading, and... here. Oh no! I forgot Overwatch!!

Favorite quote: Ahhh. Lets see 'Don't be afraid of death, be afraid of live unlived.'

(\_/) PUT THIS ON YOUR PROFILE
('.') IF YOU HATE
(")_(") ANIMAL CRUELTY

Sittin' in the mornin' sun... I'll be sittin' when the evenin' comes... watchin' the ships roll in... an' I'll watch 'em roll away again...

If you wish you were a Clan cat, copy and paste this to your profile and add your name to this list: Mosper

When you carry a Bible, the devil gets a headache

When you open it, he collapses

When he sees you reading it, he faints

When he sees you living it, he flees

Just when you try to re-post this, he will try to discourage you.

Can you hear that voice that says this is silly and so are you if you re-post this?

I just defeated him. Copy and paste this on your profile if you're in God's army and strong enough to pick up the sword.

I just had to repost that, it sounded like a challenge. Will you?

Here's my online family (This will be short for a while)

Best friend - Quillfang (He's awesome and supportive and... you know what? He's just awesome (I think that means supportive as well as lots of other things))

Other cool person - Shadow (She's the best person to be with when I'm angry, (no offense) basically, she's also awesome)

Sister!!! - KITTY!!!

And finally... FLAMEY!!!

My first ever forum I've joined and, by far, the best. This is a Warriors RPG forum with a lot of other topics as well:

TC, FC, LC, and CC RP

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An Argument in Defense of the Existence of a Creator

Written by, Quillfang

There's a point in time, before time, actually, where there was nothing. Not space, not a vacuum, but absolutely nothing. Before the creation of anything. Just a void. This is impossible to refute.

Now, nothingness means nothingness. Zero. While you could argue that zero is something, it's actually not. It's simply a mathematical representation of nothing. So now that we've established that zero is nothing, here we go.

0 x 0 = 0.

Zero times Zero equals Zero.

0 0 = 0.

Zero plus Zero equals Zero.

You could also say:

Nothing plus Nothing equals Nothing.

Nothing can come from Nothing. It just doesn't make sense. You can't pull anything out of thin air. It's as if you have a white wall and you wait. And you wait and you wait, hoping that something will come of it. That the dust will somehow come together to form ... the paintings of the Sistine Chapel.

What the heck? That makes no sense.

But it does make sense if you put a painter there, yes? Michelangelo! The creative mind can paint that wall and make something beautiful.

The same applies to the world. Nothing can come from Nothing - but with a creative mind behind it, everything and anything can come from it.

If you believe in Jesus Christ put this in your profile, and don't just ignore this because in the Bible it says, ‘If you deny me, I will deny you in front of my Father in the gates of Heaven.'

Why do we ((sleep)) in church, But stay ((awake)) through a 2 hour movie? Why is it so ((hard)) to talk about God, but so ((easy)) to Gossip? Why are we so ((bored)) when we look at a Christian magazine, but find it ((easy)) to read Playboy? Why is it so easy to ((ignore)) a Godly Facebook Wall Post, Yet we ((repost)) the nasty ones? Why are ((churches)) getting smaller, But ((bars and clubs)) are growing? Think about it, are you going to repost this? Are you going to ignore it, cause you think you'll get laughed at? Would You Have Read This if it Said... Read This In God's Name.

I was walking around in a Target store, when I saw a cashier hand this little boy some money back.

The boy couldn't have been more than 5 or 6 years old.

The cashier said, "I'm sorry, but you don't have enough money to buy this doll."

Then the little boy turned to the old woman next to him: ''Granny, are you sure I don't have enough money?''

The old lady replied: ''You know that you don't have enough money to buy this doll, my dear.''

Then she asked him to stay there for just 5 minutes while she went to look a round. She left quickly.

The little boy was still holding the doll in his hand.

Finally, I walked toward him and I asked him who he wished to give this doll to.

"It's the doll that my sister loved most and wanted so much for Christmas. She was sure that Santa Claus would bring it to her."

I replied to him that maybe Santa Claus would bring it to her after all, and not to worry.

But he replied to me sadly. "No, Santa Claus can't bring it to her where she is now. I have to give the doll to my mommy so that she can give it to my sister when she goes there."

His eyes were so sad while saying this. "My sister has gone to be with God. Daddy says that Mommy is going to see God very soon too, so I thought that she could take the doll with her to give it to my sister.''

My heart nearly stopped.

The little boy looked up at me and said: "I told daddy to tell mommy not to go yet. I need her to wait until I come back from the mall."

Then he showed me a very nice photo of him where he was laughing. He then told me "I want mommy to take my picture with her so she won't forget me. I love my mommy and I wish she doesn't have to leave me, but daddy says that she has to go to be with my little sister."

Then he looked again at the doll with sad eyes, very quietly.

I quickly reached for my wallet and said to the boy. "Suppose we check again, just in case you do have enough money for the doll?''

"OK," he said, "I hope I do have enough." I added some of my money to his without him seeing and we started to count it. There was enough for the doll and even some spare money.

The little boy said: "Thank you God for giving me enough money!"

Then he looked at me and added, "I asked last night before I went to sleep for God to make sure I had enough money to buy this doll, so that mommy could give it to my sister. He heard me!''

"I also wanted to have enough money to buy a white rose for my mommy, but I didn't dare to ask God for too much. But He gave me enough to buy the doll and a white rose.''

"My mommy loves white roses."

A few minutes later, the old lady returned and I left with my basket.

I finished my shopping in a totally different state from when I started. I couldn't get the little boy out of my mind.

Then I remembered a local newspaper article two days ago, which mentioned a drunk man in a truck, who hit a car occupied by a young woman and a little girl.

The little girl died right away, and the mother was left in a critical state. The family had to decide whether to pull the plug on the life-sustaining machine, because the young woman would not be able to recover from the coma. Was this the family of the little boy?

Two days after this encounter with the little boy, I read in the newspaper that the young woman had passed away.

I couldn't stop myself as I bought a bunch of white roses and I went to the funeral home where the body of the young woman was exposed for people to see and make last wishes before her burial.

She was there, in her coffin, holding a beautiful white rose in her hand with the photo of the little boy and the doll placed over her chest.

I left the place, teary-eyed, feeling that my life had been changed forever.. The love that the little boy had for his mother and his sister is still, to this day, hard to imagine. And in a fraction of a second, a drunk driver had taken all this away from him.

I cried. Repost if you do as well.

Another version of warriors fan oath--

Warriors Fan Oath

I'll remember Brightheart,

When I see a scar on someone"s face,

I will think of Windclan,

Every time I win a race,

I'll remember Tallstar,

whenever I make a bad decision,

And I will remember Willowshine,

If I have a vision,

I'll remember Honeyfern,

When I see a snake,

I'll remember Cloudstar,

When I must choose the path to take,

I'll remember Dawnpelt,

When a sibling dies,

And I'll remember Pinestar,

When I'm not sure where my loyalties lie,

I'll remember Silverstream,

When I see a young mother,

I'll remember Violet,

When I worry about my brother,

I will remember Goosefeather,

When nobody believes me,

I will think of Scourge,

When someone's teased for being tiny,

I'll remember Mothwing,

When I find it hard to believe,

I'll be reminded of Princess,

When I see someone,who seems naive,

I'll always think of Heathertail,

When someone wants to be "just friends",

I will think of Starclan,

When I am near the end,

I will think of Tawnypelt,

Whenever I feel judged,

I will think of Darkstripe,

when someone holds a grudge,

I promise to remember Cinderheart,

when I climb a tree,

I'll remember Midnight,

Whenever I'm at sea,

I'll remember Leafpool,

When I must follow my heart,

I'll remember Hollyleaf,

If I ever fall apart,

I'll remember Brambleclaw,

When I must prove myself,

I'll remember Spottedleaf,

When I'm suffering from bad health,

I'll remember Lionblaze,

When I am feeling strong,

I'll remember Tigerstar,

If I choose the path that's wrong,

I'll remember Dovewing,

When I hear of something far away,

I'll remember Cloudtail,

When a kitten catches their first prey,

I'll remember Bluestar,

Whenever I must choose,

I'll remember Crowfeather,

When the one I love, I lose,

Feathertail will be in my mind,

Whenever I must be brave,

And I'll remember the Tribe,

When I'm in a cave,

I'll remember Ashfur,

When someone breaks my heart,

I'll remember Barley,

When me and my sibling are far apart,

I'll remember Ivypool,

When I try to be the best,

I'll remember Firestar,

When my loyalty is put to the test,

I'll remember Crookedstar,

When someone abandons me,

I'll remember Ravenpaw,

If I ever have to flee,

I'll remember Jayfeather,

When I have a strange dream,

I'll think of Cherrytail and Sparrowpelt,

whenever I eat cream,

I'll always think of Cinderpelt,

Whenever my leg is sore,

I'll remember Longtail,

When I can see no more,

I'll remember Squirrelflight,

When the one I love, casts me away,

I'll remember Yellowfang,

When I can no longer stay,

I will think of Mosskit,

When someone dies young,

And I'll think of Berrynose,

When I must hold my tongue,

I will think of Breezepelt,

When I feel betrayed,

I will always think of Smudge,

When a cat is spayed,

I'll remember the many battles,

When I see conflict or strife,

I promise to remember all these cats,

For the rest of my life