And After Those Times Then This, And You Cannot Stop it and you Cannot Pray it Away, No matter how Hard you Try. And How hard you May

[PloughBoy]

You Cannot Stop it, The Horse, has Come Out, of The Barn! “INDICATIVE”


11” And I saw heaven opened; and behold, a white horse, and He who sat upon it is called Faithful and True; and in righteousness He judges and wages war. 12And His eyes are a flame of fire, and upon His head are many diadems; and He has a name written upon Himwhich no one knows except Himself. 13And He is clothed with a robe dipped in blood; and His name is called The Word of God.14And the armies which are in heaven, clothed in fine linen, white and clean, were following Him on white horses. 15And from His mouth comes a sharp sword, so that with it He may smite the nations; and He will rule them with a rod of iron; and He treads the wine press of “The FIERCE WRATH OF GOD THE ALMIGHTY”

 

[PloughBoy]

A long time ago I used to ride “Trail Guide” in Canada.

Every now and then we get a “Rowdy Group”.

I had “a Trail Horse” especially for such groups. I named him “BuckShot”!

He was Big, Big Bone Big Muscles, walk around gentle as a Lamb eat Carrots right out of you hand.

I saddle him up, give instructions to the group. And ride out.

The Rowdy ones, up front behind me.

They ready to take control of The Group.

We get to one point, where I will let them run. When we get to that point, “BuckShot” start “SNORTING and Blowing SNOT” those Big Hips Start Dancing like a “Freight Train” The Ground Start Shaking” you could feel The “Hoofs” Pounding The Ground!

At 1st. The group said they could not hold their horses back, and they could not control them

But They Got A look At “BuckShot”heated up! You could see The Fear in their eyes, They control Their Horses then!

“get me Away From that Crazy horse”

“BuckShot” be Rearing up, “Snorting” his Nostrils wide Open! I jump off calm him down. And Give the Group, commands again.

No more problems all day.

 

[Bill]

A long time ago I used to ride “Trail Guide” in Canada.

Every now and then we get a “Rowdy Group”.

I had “a Trail Horse” especially for such groups. I named him “BuckShot”!

He was Big, Big Bone Big Muscles, walk around gentle as a Lamb eat Carrots right out of you hand.

I saddle him up, give instructions to the group. And ride out.

The Rowdy ones, up front behind me.

They ready to take control of The Group.

We get to one point, where I will let them run. When we get to that point, “BuckShot” start “SNORTING and Blowing SNOT” those Big Hips Start Dancing like a “Freight Train” The Ground Start Shaking” you could feel The “Hoofs” Pounding The Ground!

At 1st. The group said they could not hold their horses back, and they could not control them

But They Got A look At “BuckShot”heated up! You could see The Fear in their eyes, They control Their Horses then!

“get me Away From that Crazy horse”

“BuckShot” be Rearing up, “Snorting” his Nostrils wide Open! I jump off calm him down. And Give the Group, commands again.

No more problems all day.

I bet buck snot did that because he knew that you were going to scratch his ears and give him a carrot