Oh, but there are different shades of white sir. From the trusty Urban Dictionary:C'mon.
We know who's white around here.
Almost everyone.
Inner Thigh White
Unusually caucasian. Skin is pasty or ghostly white. Not an albino nor a day-walker. i.e. a white person who is whiter than white, almost glowing white or so pale you will surely be burned extra crispy in the sun. Can also refer to a personality type.
1. OMG, look at that guys skin --- he is inner thigh white.
2. Only inner thigh white people listen to this kind of music.
C'mon.
We know who's white around here.
Almost everyone.
I'm not.C'mon.
We know who's white around here.
Almost everyone.
I'm not.
Want to start a poll?
Yan-luo will judge all souls when it enters the underworld to await reincarnation...I don't see any blood or anything mentioned anywhere.Yay! Lord-and-master-of-the-thread quarky should allow us to discuss "soul" with each other, if no one else.(<-- Dig my cool, soul shades?)
Well the taoist concept of the "soul" is more interesting since humans have parts to a souls, a Yin and Yang part, that make up the upper, rational part and the base, animal part.
Enough ganja will give anyone soul.Rastas got soul, mon.
I want to know if God owns the soul, then why do we need a god-father (i.e. James Brown)?
Enough ganja will give anyone soul.
Sorry, too many white people on stage. You should have cleared the posting of that video first.I got soooouuullll, with a capital "S".
To answer the OP:
The soul is whatever the heck the claimant wants it to be. It is often defined(a bit of an oxymoron) as some undefined animating "thing" that makes human life more special.
Speak for yourself. I am a poi dog. Does that mean you will allow me to discuss soul? Or are yourovergeneralizationsrules too strict for that?
Sorry, too many white people on stage. You should have cleared the posting of that video first.
Actually, I know how the white factor fits into this now. It all makes sense. The blood .... white people .... the soul .... God .... the godfather .... I can finally say I'm a believer:Rats. I thought the moves the keyboardist was throwing down would compensate for the "white factor". I'll have to try again.
Actually, I know how the white factor fits into this now. It all makes sense. The blood .... white people .... the soul .... God .... the godfather .... I can finally say I'm a believer:
And I left you hanging on that note to poop out the thread"It's 106 miles to Chicago, we got a full tank of gas, half a pack of cigarettes, it's dark, and we're wearing sunglasses."
I have two soles, a right and a left one.