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THIS IS A THREE PART STORY, I BROKE IT UP INTO THREE PARTS, LIKE ALL GOOD STORIES, IF YOU LIKE IT, PASS IT ON TO ALL YOU KNOW, I THINK IT IS IMPORTANT WE CHANGE MANY THINGS….

INTRODUCTION…..

Introduction

 

Part 1

 

The human race has fallen a long way short of the standard, to merit the positive intervention of the Divine. Some say, we have abandoned true faith in God Most High altogether, and replaced him with materialism, idol worship, and things, stuff as you call it. Faith meaning pure love, active belief, not armchair belief, but doing it. The rulers of the earth, those that currently control the fate of so many, be it through policy or the non enactment of policies that ought to be enacted, to them faith is an inconvenient truth. It’s only an opinion. But as the saying goes, you get out of the well what goes in. The heart being the well where the love is stored, is under constant stress.

When you act for the self all the time, meaning, the ego, the well dries up. You then struggle internally, and your will becomes victim to other influences. It’s why there is often a national out pouring of grief when someone of standing passes, not that it lasts. It’s why people over react during emotional and testing times, or go overboard as they say. It’s purely a release of the emotions they have been unable to deal with, cause they lost the ability to be empathic with themselves. Put another way, we have understanding of situations that need our intervention, but we shy away. We deaden ourselves a little more each time we do that. It’s why we are glad to leave it to charities to deal with the issues. It feels good that someone is doing it for us. Allows us to use the mind more freely, rather than the heart.

The heart can be smashed to pieces emotionally, while the mind can only be disturbed. It’s why soldiers going into battle zones are often medicated beforehand. They won’t cope well with all the brutality if in a normal state of mind. Why do Vietnam veterans, and so many others returning from war zones, have so many problems. We are not programmed to hurt, we are born to love, the polar opposite. The will of God Most High, is love.

 

 The war zone issue raises the ugly issue of child rearing in the 21st century. How many children are going to grow up mentally normal today, very few indeed, unless there is a turnaround in the direction we are heading. While we may be heading in one direction, we should be going in the very opposite direction. So much for boy bands.

I had this dream twenty years ago, so did many others, of fighting my way through the crowd as they headed one way, while I struggled in the opposite direction. They were all falling into the sea, being led blind, the exact way things are today. Pornography is mainstream, idol worship too, second homes deemed a necessity by many, while others have no homes at all, not forgetting those that starve daily, this is factual, no one can question this reality. Saving the situation should be our goal.

 TO BE CONTINUED………………….<a

When Media Coverage Of Gaza And Israel Becomes The Story (Video)

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propaganda is alive, even when the vulnerable are dying

Originally posted on PASS THE KNOWLEDGE (LIGHT & LIFE):

info-pictogram1 When it comes to news about the Israeli-Palestinian conflict, the media coverage itself often becomes the story. Here’s a look at how the U.S. media got it wrong and right during the latest violence in Gaza and Israel.
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Casablanca Kennedy

 

Casablanca Kennedy

 

 

what you make of it jack,

24 trillion off shore,

can you imagine that,

hum hum hum,

where’d it come from,

printed credit I suppose,

he answers with  wry smile,

amongst the heavenly bodies,

opinions are listened to,

really only one of him,

ahem comes a sound,

Elvis begins to strum,

Sings a bit louder,

angels listen and hum,

song over conversation returns,

damn Vietnam sighs jack,

hurting from the betrayal,

buzz gets louder,

more angels hover round,

enjoy light and laughter,

jack tells story of old,

don’t make them anymore`

sighs Gandhi,

there’s a hush,

Boss enters chamber,

who said that`

Gandhi smiles,

I did dear God,

not a man to keep quite,

we’ll do something then,

cup of divine water,

spills on a cloud,

pours out Holy Spirit,

that’ll fix it he smiles,

allows Gandhi the credit,

appearing always humble,

example comes from the top,

leaders of the world,

are being monitored,

All over the world,

new leaders lifted up,

wise men and women,

signs for everyone to see,

God adds some miracles,

Lots of Thomas’s there,

foot stool he asks,

AAH, that feels better,

calm at last,

a few extra smiles,

 you comfortable he asks,

adjusting his feet,

that’s better,

less groans and moans,

movie better work out,

Casablanca all over again,

Popcorn and a happy ending,che2

Bad Seed Generation?

Another child dies they are dropping like flies,
from the sands of the desert to the heart of the skies,
the sighs and tears of family and relations,
something wrong when we so quickly forget them,
must be the case as it happens so often,
harmless and very young the little one is exposed,
to violence and things stuff he don’t know,
not personal or traumatic but funny and wholesome,
the older boys laugh the little one learns,
if they see it funny then it’s something good,
the character on the TV is jumping and thumping,
the other boys laugh the little one starts thumping,
called imitation and it’s coming to a school near you,
social network is in order everyone is involved,
has to be good otherwise everyone is absurd,
twenty messages a day and a hundred new images,
young mind becomes toast it’s something beyond him,
fine for the smart young with all the advantages
daddy has a smart fone and a dozen other devices,
in a tornado and it’s getting out of control,
can anyone imagine the situation about to unfold,
less we preserve the innocence of the child,
until it’s a reasonable age and growing emotionally,
we guarantee the creation of the bad seed generation,
that’s something I don’t want to look forward to,
amen.
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Love without contrast

bwcarey:

wisdom

Originally posted on Alexius Jorgensen - Enlightened non teacher:

Why do you get irritated at somebody or something? Because you´ve forgotten how much you love that somebody or something.

I´m not talking about the love, that can only be seen as a contrast to hate. This is the human idea of love – a love that is build on need and which turns to hate, if you don´t get back, what you think you´ve invested to make the other one need you.

I´m talking about a love – just like the air you breath – that has no need to be seen, but without it you wouldn´t be. Like the sun it can be kept out by walls and stuff, but whenever it´s bid it welcome, it´s there.

How to explain the importance of the air. Try to be without it, and you´ll know. How to explain the importance of the sun. Try to avoid it and you´ll know. How to…

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Bad Tree Day

My friend the bee doesn’t call anymore, the tree nodded to the daffodil beside him, and he doesn’t visit me either, the daffodil replied. I wonder why. A flower heard the conversation going on, a wild rose. I’ve heard he’s lost his home, he’s moved. I miss the way he used to buzz around with us. How did you find that out inquired Mr tree. Oh a wasp told me, replied the rose. Mr tree was upset, he wasn’t feeling well either. two of his friends had passed away, an old willow and hazel bush, some disease they caught. I wonder where it will all end IMG_4423inquired the daffodil. Nature, God’s gift to us all, and now nature has to deal with the poisoned air, dirty water, and whatever the chemical mess that’s there, the silent killers. and it was the chemical industry that halted the use of the hemp plant, that would have served us all so well declared the tree, getting upset. Can you trust man to do anything right, amen. Perhaps someone good will come along, and do what is right quipped the daffodil, who missed his old friend Mr Bee. All this nectar is going to waste. Then a butterfly came along, a big smile on it’s face. Hi guys, having a nice day I hope. The tree shuck a little, bad leaf day declared Mr Butterfly, before scampering off. What’s wrong with him he frowned.