Here's the stuff we found when you searched for "maybe God was hearing what I was saying"

• If God was willing to let it be
• I Thought My Father Was God
• Two of them. Hovering there like bloated gas giants in the heavens. Good God, it was beautiful.
• God was in the west too, at one time.
• It was all God's fault
• Man was created in God's image
• Of Gods and Men: Who Was This Man Called the Christ?
• As I was saying to my goldfish
• That man was a sock puppet on the hand of God.
• Then again, maybe he was recruiting for a cult
• Which God was cooler, the one from the Old Testament or the one from the New Testament?
• God was created in man's image
• God was creepier than I expected so I took it out on the little people
• I was expecting it to hurt like a fuck
• Was I nearly as anti-consumerism as I had initially thought?
• I'll tell you what kind of guy I was
• I bought an orange, but it was a grapefruit
• She moved so easily all I could think of was sunlight
• deru kugi wa utareru
• No one was ever fired for buying IBM
• It was a dangerous, stupid infraction and I deserve the ticket
• Was it Heaven? Or Hell?: Chapter III
• I was a prisoner in a Mexican whorehouse
• When I was five
• Adam really was the first man
• What if architecture was like web design?
• When I Was Born for the 7th Time
• Boy, I was sure lucky to be born into the one true faith!
• And in those days was armageddon
• One hour there was sunlight
• Was There a Time
• The beginning was the end
• The room was hot
• I was a helpless agent of causality
• The Epidemic That Never Was
• He made me promise I would do this when I was next sad. So I promised myself I would not be sad again.
• little pieces of her tragically poetic attempts at being loved that she was startlingly aware of, today
• Why was Cthulhu blue?
• This was unexpected, my soul's connection to you
• The day I realized what being alive was
• There was a young lady of Riga
• when you asked what I was writing, this is what it was
• I remember when it was me who made her skin flush
• She was locked in time
• Why Smokey Bear was wrong
• I could do without it, if I knew what it was
• In the end it was always a stranger's hand
• Here were the words I was waiting for, without the part I wanted
• Like most of my dreams, that one was licensed for commercial use
• In a quiet grove of pines under a frosty sky, he helped her out of the sack. She wore severe white hospital pajamas and was beautiful.
• Mr. Lunch liked to chase birds. In fact, he was a professional.
• W.A. Thornhump III
• Was the Black Death really just Anthrax?
• The sky above the port was the color of television, tuned to a dead channel
• Tom, He was a Piper's Son
• "I was born this way" as justification for gay rights harms the gay and lesbian community
• I was a College Jeopardy! champion, Part 2
• back when our blood was still warm
• There never was a body that gave the undertaker a tip
• Democracy assassinated the family that was here
• A dose of mystery slipped into her cocktail while she was in the ladies' room
• To sit with a dog on a hillside on a glorious afternoon is to be back in Eden, where doing nothing was not boring - it was peace.
• Galatea was a bookish girl
• the seven hills of Rome
• It wasn't like I was sleeping anyway
• Concrete, Washington
• I was once smaller than a jellybean, but now look at me - I am macroscopic!
• Was I born to play?
• I once dreamt that I was a line
• it was my birthday
• No matter where I was, whisps of you haunted my thoughts
• It Was a Lover and His Lass
• The Haunting That Was Not
• Jack Was Every Inch a Sailor
• I was my mom for a while
• Don't misunderstand this one, it was like palm against palm through a window
• There was never supposed to be an Episode 7, 8, or 9
• Yesterday was Dramatic, Today is OK
• My purity was little stickers I willingly gave away in exchange for hearts
• I was raised by the French government
• So there I was, naked and hiding, facing the dissertation committee from the Isle of Lesbos
• Charles Bridgeman
• Bingu wa Mutharika
• the Abayudaya sang, no one was hungry and herds of buffalo roamed the plains
• I was there
• And Pharoah's heart was hardened
• It was crippled, it was heart-felt. The latter invariably trumps the former
• There was once a Man
• Back when grunge was still cool
• They wrote it all in perl but it was mostly system calls
• The highlight of my night was two girls kissing
• What did people use as incidental music before Moby was invented?
• tonari no shibafu wa aoi
• I couldn't sit, it was Thursday
• It was one of the worst things I have ever done
• Was it Heaven? Or Hell?: Chapter IV
• I Was A Cow
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• How Eulenspiegel, along with the other boys, was made to eat too much bread
• She was so pleased to learn that she was right
• That was the moment
• She was never mine. I always shared her.
• The beggar who was too rich for my money
• I was so cool, that first afternoon
• I wish I was a fish
• I was the liar; here is the truth
• It was the tree that gave him away.
• I said I was sorry. Then she looked at me.
• I was not made for love songs, and love songs will never be made for me.
• She was so quiet that nobody heard her
• That Thursday the Universe was curved in the morning and was flat again by afternoon
• Kilroy was here
• Upon my indulgence, I was dissatisfied
• That Was Then, This is Now
• Before I was consciously thinking of him, my body was
• I didn't want to know where I was conceived
• When H.A.R.L.I.E. Was One
• She was steady
• I remember, there was one
• I'm not a geek, and I wish I were
• Was Charles Darwin a Social Darwinist?
• She was buttery. She was asking for it. She was delicious. Let's all give in.
• Jessica, too tall but still lovely, was not sure she would or should drop the whale
• I think I was watching the most beautiful thing I have ever seen
• Hiroshima & Nagasaki: Was it justified?
• I was Christian for a day
• Judi Bari
• Barnum was right
• When I was Fair and Young
• Freud was wrong. Freud is dead. That is all.
• No one learned anything, because there was nothing to learn.
• I learned never to empty the well of my writing, but always to stop when there was still something there in the deep part of the well, and let it refill at night from the springs that fed it.
• It was better before they came
• When the Space Shuttle Columbia was destroyed on re-entry, I felt a deep sorrow that Cowboy Bebop was now implausible
• I can't remember why I thought this was a bad idea
• No shit, there I was
• That was a joke, son.
• If the King's English was good enough for Jesus
• The Princess who was Hidden Underground
• I once was a clueless young noder
• Now it was personal
• Well, I was tired of being 24 anyway, so there
• Since I was knee-high to a grasshopper
• Heinlein was right- writing IS a disease....
• What if Microsoft was forced to release the Windows source code?
• I was alive again
• I had never known someone whose death was imminent
• I was never broken
• The world was black and white
• Odysseus was not lying
• How America was mapped
• The gun is good. The penis is evil. The penis shoots seeds, and makes new life, and poisons the earth with a plague of men, as once it was. But the gun shoots death, and purifies the earth of the filth of brutals. Go forth and kill!
• Was that real, or did I dream it?
• The girls had gone wild and now my dad's cock was missing
• She was cilantro, jalapeño, habanero. She was the hot plate you must not touch.
• I was trying to show him my insides, you know. I like to share.
• It was 1992. He smiled.
• I was once young and had a home
• There Was A Friend
• The dynasty made people die in nasty ways. This mess was necessary and they're not sorry.
• Climbing cherry trees when I was younger
• This product was tested on cute, furry animals with big, sad eyes
• Oxygen was the world's first pollutant
• If I were watched alone, I'd be considered insane
• wa (user)
• I was only following orders
• New Mexico, or was that Oklahoma?
• The Man Who Was (user)
• Was it Heaven? Or Hell?: Chapter V
• She dreamt she was a bulldozer, she dreamt she was alone in an empty field
• Raleigh Was Right
• Where the floodwaters went after the flood was over
• and there was this girl
• I tried to arrange my life in paragraphs, unaware that I was a haiku
• When she was bad
• It was just a crush
• Which was what we wanted
• I tiptoe back into myself so I can run from what I was
• She always was devious in her beauty
• I was thinking I could clean up for Christmas
• It was free, so I took it.
• By morning I will have erased all traces that I was ever here
• Upon the hills where day was done
• And the sky was made of amethysts
• I was aghast, yet intrigued
• if music was a woman you would have a mistress
• I remember when it was me who made her toilet flush
• Christ Was Born on Christmas Day
• I was one of those girls
• Xanax was, indeed, fun.
• The art gallery was quiet as a church

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