Ratings viewers we don’t care how you get them just keep them coming anyhow anywhere, media sites TV shows print the gorey details if it’s unbalanced so what, them ratings are all that matters and the advertisers it’s all they know, exaggerated forms of communication stressing the worst the world has to offer, it’s the value of money and how you get it, doesn’t really matter, it’s a legacy we are passing on each and every day, little wonder trust in everything good is at the abyss most days, this circus of disinformation no one worries about the outcome, just let those numbers keep on running, it’s Vietnam of the mind and the well being of the young, every day the news claims, this that so and so said this, the following day it’s all forgotten, have you listened at all, well God Most High he listens too and this ignorance of forgiveness and truth, will hang most of us one day, or I imagine it will if this racket continues unabated, till something new comes along, what brought us to this point of madness, the vice of the titan influence or the ignorance of so many who new, questions we will have to find answers to, just another for the cue, amen, the joy so many get, trying to control the minds of others, big surprise awaiting all these bullies, streets awash with tormented minds, I hope it isn’t me or you, amen.
wisdom on Tuesday
On a warm summer day, an old soul returned to a place where parts of it remain for years. Waiting while misplaced pieces of it floated through life on waves of tears. Many gathered on this day all had the same ancestral blood flowing through their veins. Some came out of respect; the unbroken circle… was there for gain.
These mortals had tried to keep the old soul away from this final commemoration. They did not care about its many years of painful isolation. Death had not fractured the unbroken circle had gone unchanged for years. The return of this old soul brought to the cloistered multitude panic and fear.
Disregarded, invisible with no right to be heard, the Old soul was damned in their every fearful word. Watched closely, made to feel like a thief, an intruder daring to be a part of their…
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Love is patience, love is desire, love is a smile, love never fears, love is loving, it’s something you pass on, sometimes you set it free, to the universe it belongs, love is never controlling, you can’t force it, it comes naturally, it’s not focussed, together it is strong, in doubt it is weak, it’s not yours to begin with, even if we often weep, when it flies it grows, the way families explode, two become one, grows stronger still, you will never own it, it will own you, it’s the rule of creation, that’s the law of God, the creation of love on earth, are we good at it, not when we judge, not when we itemise, not that we should, give it time, it grows from strength to strength, too many folks try to own it for themselves, not easy being loving, in a world that tries to possess, it’s the reason why so much of life, is in a sorry mess, the attempts to own love, totally fruitless, amen, imagine tying to own something, something you can’t buy or sell, yet so many spend their life just doing that, the reason for it who can tell, and those who try to control life and everyone living, they will have to deal with, God Most High himself, hope they have a damn good excuse, haven’t heard a good excuse yet, amen.
Little bee coming home, pouch full of honey, shimmying left and right, breeze catches his hide, pushes his flight, in the distance home, goes a little higher, safe up there, waves at dragonfly, keeps eye on birds, can’t get too close, remember uncle herb, buzz buzz buzz and more buzz, panic stations alarm bells, puffs of smoke, his little heart jumps, little bee hurries up, dives and dives, brothers and sisters, there’s always someone home, pulls up on tree, exhausted and perspiring, watches afraid to go near, fire and smoke panic, coughing and choking, friends join him, neighbours wanted the honey, rather than negotiate, decided to burn them out, poor bee homeless and sad, honey going to waste, unemployed as well, no wisdom in that.
Half truth innuendo and rumour, repeated themes re told and re told, news story of dictator led regimes, we hear about it all the time,
North Korea and other places, they play that song all the time, they repeat again and again, well, if you had your ears waxed, you’d realize that it’s happening everywhere, how we fall into slumber, once we assume we are stronger, than those far away, simple minds easy feeling too, nothing to worry about, that’s when it gets to you, unnoticed and out of the blue, well God Most High sees it that way too, you’ve been programmed, a long term medication program, of what to think and do, well, the guy in the sky, doesn’t enjoy having his party crashed, his guests interfered with, his love twisted and tarnished, imagine the welcome for those who program you, more coal on the fire Sean, and the little hearts that never got a chance to grow wisely, amen, there is nothing we can do about that, look at the sky tonight, wonder how the stars got there, assume it’s purely accidental, nothing new in that, amen