See, that's what I mean by muddled... you humans took a little story, mixed it with some myths from earlier religions and decided I was this all powerful god with an all powerful father (that supposedly
turns hair on the head as well as beards white if you look at him) that cared about each and everyone of you.
Not exact matches
I have had this experience three times now,
on three different occasions, in admittedly similar circumstances, but not similar enough to explain the coincidence: I am speaking from a podium to a fairly large audience
on the topics of — to put it broadly — evil, suffering, and God; I have been talking for several minutes about Ivan Karamazov, and about things I have written
on Dostoevsky, to what seems general approbation; then, for some reason or other, I happen to remark that, considered purely as an artist, Dostoevsky is immeasurably inferior to Tolstoy; at this, a single pained gasp of incredulity breaks out somewhat to the right of the podium, and I
turn my
head to see a woman with long brown
hair, somewhere in her middle thirties, seated in the third or fourth row, shaking her
head in wide - eyed astonishment at my loutish stupidity.
In a mosque in the village of Kasunjatan, near ancient Banten, where the old mosque of the sultans of Banten still stands, some
hair of the Prophet's
head is kept in a little box which is placed
on a small bedstead which in
turn rests
on a larger bedstead.
Baby
hair is very soft and lying down and
turning the
head will tear off the
hair on most babies.
Nikita had darker, vaguely Asiatic features, though what little
hair remained
on the elder Khrushchev's
head had long ago
turned white, leaving only a narrow band to warm his bald pate.
I shower and eat my oats, throw
on whatever clothes I find and
head to the studio, where
hair and make - up artists
turn me from zombie to model!
What you'll find revealed in this one - of - a-kind eBook are all the simple, time - tested facts and recipes to know in order to
turn bone, joint, dental, gut, brain,
hair, skin, beauty and weight loss problems
on their
head.
You've probably heard me talk about them before, but these natural
hair care products
turn regular
hair care
on its
head (pun intended).
Try to wind the
hair on the tongs, after having treated them with mousse, and then lower your
head and shake your
hair properly, the elastic curls will quickly
turn into waves.
She offered a glimpse at her
head -
turning mane
on social media, asking fans: «Hey guys, do you like my new pink
hair?»
Remember, the outer strands go over the middle section 3 / / You're going to braid the
hair past your ear and wrap it around to the back of your
head 4 / / When you reach the back,
turn the french braid into a regular three strand braid and clip off so that it doesn't unravel while you work
on the other side 5 / / Repeat
on the other side 6 / / Now that you have two braids, you're going to unclip the first and combine them with a clear elastic 7 / / You'll let the braid naturally loosen as you wrap a clear elastic around both braids 8 / / Tie the combined braids into a half bun, with the ends of the ponytail draping over the bun 9 / / Wrap the ends around the elastic and secure with bobby pins 10 / / Then you're going to go back and loosen the braid so it looks more romantic and undone!
Then when you've clasped down
on a piece of
hair,
turn the iron toward your
head (counter-clockwise
on the right side of your
head and clockwise
on the left side).
He does so, all the while negotiating a
hair - pin
turn, after which the Jeep is
headed back in the same direction from which it just came, this time
on the other side of the test course.
Joan assessed the crowd, lighting upon the most interesting: young men
turning white T - shirts into art, pinching the material tight and rubber - banding each section until they looked like porcupines being dipped into huge steaming vats of colored dyes; the young woman with a bird's nest of purple
hair sitting at a potter's wheel, slamming down hunks of clay, her hands moving nearly as fast as the wheel, cups, vases, plates, bowls, trays, appearing like magic; the elderly man in a worn blue linen suit, a jaunty straw boater
on his
head, a smeared palette tight in his hand, painting a mammoth canvas of people
on a beach staring out at an ocean where a sailboat bobbed in the distance, though he himself was standing in a mowed field; the handsome young man at an old - fashioned school desk, a manual typewriter in front of him, a stack of paper to the side.
It includes fascinating dead ends and might - have - beens (a prototype based
on the original iPod's click wheel, backlit in blue and orange); personal sacrifices («The iPhone is the reason I'm divorced»); obscure technical hurdles (the phone's infrared proximity sensor, which
turns the screen off when it's near your
head, wouldn't recognize dark
hair); backstage tension at the launch (I was actually there, watching Jobs rehearse the famous iPhone keynote, but apparently missed everything); even a symbolic onstage assassination (when Jobs publicly demonstrated swiping to delete a contact, he used Apple vice president Tony Fadell's name, foreshadowing Fadell's imminent departure).»
Hopefully you've
turned off the breaker, if you didn't you
hair will be standing up
on your
head right now.