LoL Skitzo, here's a short version of that dialogue.

Skitzo: Do you believe in creation, since you said everythign was created?

Goobud: NO! I believe everything was created.

Skitzo: Oh so you are a creationist.

Goobud: STOP PUTING THINGS IN MY MOUTH.

Skitzo: Well just say what you believe or shut up.

Goobud: YOU = TEH ANTI-CHRIST

"Well, you may believe in devils, and you may believe in lords, but there's one thing missing from this whole bloody thing... and it's yer mother!"
-John Lennon-

how does the earth bear fruit unless she's seeded by the Father?
how does that fruit spring forth, unless it's drawn forth by the light of the Son?
and how does that fruit give increase, unless it receives that Living Water?

Here, let me respond for you; I've probably read too many talking donkey stories...


In Him was life, and the life was the light of mankind. And that light shines in on the darkness, but the darkness has not mastered it.









It's the music that grows all the illusion and fears.
It's the music that makes the confusion become clear.
It's the music that I live, for 18 years.
It's the music I give my blood, sweat, and tears.
Not to mention some lifer,
Did I mention I like her?
Then the rest of the cipher man it's not hard to decipher.
Music gets people high per,
Music made me a riper.
Music made me a fighter.
Yo man, pass me the lighter.
It's the fire that ignites us shinning right into the sky.
Look me right in the eye.
Hey yo kid, you want to fly.
The why-o, the n-ya, from N.Y. to egg white.
You cannot deny so why even try.
My mother sang songs in camps of consentration.
His mother sang songs inside the cotton plantations.
Her mother sang songs whike we were robbin the nation.
now I sing songs for much more then an occupation.
I am the music.
We are the music.
I am the music.
You are the music
Austin is the music.
Texas is the music.
We are the mu-sic.
Yo I take two steps forward.
Taking one step back.
Every time I think I am on track, my life is faced the black.
Now I pick the slack and attack faster then a rapper on crack.
Feel my knack and just spit.
I bet there's more triplets cuz rap has hit vicious.
My style is more delicious the eggnog.
You wish this kid would vanish, so's his family,
And my spirit needs fitness, that why I flip this.
Yo so I held back the life and blown and feeling.
Alright surprising people cuz I drowned last night.
Here I am one more time,
My rhyme are at your shine.
I'm ripping over ribbons life swimming through time.
Sit back in unwined,
Let your brain unravel.
Slip sliding away like travelin on wet gravel,
Ain't no need to battle if knee P ya

-MatisYahu-

There you go again, quoting non-Christians to make your point about Christianity. That is pretty weak don't you think?

Lately, non-Christians have been defending my faith quite well...

your "faith" wouldnt nees defending if it were true.

You're pretty plastic, man.

One Thing we have in common, and that's a Righteous cause.