Salome’s Last Dance

John the Baptist, the fiery prophet, languished, a thorn in the side, a woman with a very dark side, the king, his word his bond, enthralled at the young woman’s beauty, you can have anything dear child, anything, the opportunity of a lifetime, well he desires you darling he’ll do anything, and like the hero’s of old, he is besotted by that charming woman, he is following in the list of many fallen hero’s, but he is no hero just a fool, trapped by the image of youth, all mine all mine, she answers with a sly grin, the head of the fiery prophet on a silver plate please. what!, the king has given his word, he can’t retreat it’s part of his conceit, i’m a king.

Solomon was reminding himself, how the hero’s of old had fallen, sold out by the demon underneath the cunning smile, well i have him now she smiles, that will be the end of him, so much for his God Most High, it only took an erotic dance to trap the old fool. How many great lives were thwarted under such circumstances, fooled by the tease and the promise of more to come. Solomon had seen the scene play out in many lives, and in a nutshell, he had the wisdom to know the difference, between true love and the fooled, amen.

Electric Man

Solomon sat in the calm night, it was the hours of sleep, all the world, in his part of the globe, was sleeping, well, apart from the night staff, but the air was calm, the sound you hear when the air conditioner is switched off and that droning hum disappears, well, it sounds like.

He’d a present for those traumatising children, the mothers and children living in fear, and the demon spirit that was working overtime to create terror and fear, the voiceless of the world, the children of the slums in Rio, the children of Aleppo, the slum dwellers of Calcutta, the women and children used to being abused everywhere, there is a God, you just have to believe. Quietly he prepared his words, the core of his petition this evening.

Turn them into babbling fools, those that prey on your people Dear Father, send them a message. Pull the big weeds in the garden and let the light in, amen, remember the men and women on their knees praying this moment, it was four o’clock in the morning exactly.

Being electric, our thoughts can be heard thousands of miles away!

With the quite he could hear his thoughts clearly, no intrusion, it was his way of meditation, or what he imagined it to be, but the electric current of all those sleeping individuals was switched off, the same way it is on a holiday or Christmas, for everyone of us is a charged individual, when it goes wrong the mind has been known to surge, the high and low feeling i suppose. When we get that energy in balance we are light bulbs practically, it’s why some people literally shine, the flow inside them is good. Imagine it, the entire world is made up of electric people, imagine what happens when that flow is interfered with, your mad, over reacting, dull, bright, a whole mixture of powers. Solomon was in the zone this evening, and saying his prayer, the calm allowing for his full thought process to activate inside him, he was beholden to the Holy Spirit, and that energy connected with the high power that circulated. Did the people realise what they could do he thought, once they allowed this electricity to flow through them, it allowed thoughts to flow, prayers to get absorbed, change to happen. Being electric he sighed, who are we he wondered, then the answer came to him, Spirits in the material, amen. For one day only

if we all lived in the zone, imagine how we could change it all, overnight, amen.

The Gold Medals

Solomon was wondering who was going to win the gold medals, not the Olympic one’s, the type that are won by those who prospered because of the darkness they sowed all their lives and the horrors they allowed to create. How many deals can we cut from a kilo John asks Steve, as he is about to mix the powder. if they use the needle you can double it again. It was in jest he thought the idea up, but it was apt to think in these terms when so much was changing and the tyrants were like flailing cloth tossed about in a gale force wind. How many were seduced by their calm when they controlled it all, they were not so loud anymore, as they tried to hide their ill ways among the good souls, fooling many in the process. Those that allowed the children of the world to lose faith in all that is good were near the top of his list of winners, but there were so many in contention there was going to be a dead heat, so many deserving of the honor.

The child who lost faith while waiting for the vital service while 25 trillion rested off shore, who were the men and women controlling this pile, they would have been wiser to have thought before they conspired to avoid their duties, wasn’t wealth enough for them, before they destroyed the lives of many who fought against their schemes. The contestants for the gold medal, the fools gold contenders were from all areas of life, did they really expect to outshine the power of God Most High, really.

The boy is dispirited, his schooling is difficult, he can’t concentrate, the images on his computer or phone too adult for his understanding. Solomon sighed, a little foresight would have gone an awful long way, had those, the zealots seen the picture, rather, they switched it for their own gain and personal pride. You have got a promotion Seamus for that great work you done, thanks Boss, amen. How many were so easily flattered. Old tyrant is in despair, on his dying bed he see’s a vision of Heaven, then an angel appears, you could have got in there, sorry!

The Great Debate

So it’s begun, the olympics has started, the election begins in earnest, who is going to win,

Hillary Donald,

or usain bolt, who is it going to toast, were faster at the running, your starting with an unfair advantage, the pack gathers up, the contestants are together, they are in the final stretch, who will it name, the winners plaque. It was a strange world sighed solomon, winning or losing, the rest did not seem to matter, the debate one of what the result would be, not if it was good ot better. the election was much the same, the arguments and the debates, who was going to argue loudest.

In the world of the vulnerable, rarely are they heard, they rely on the carers to make the argument, as if the rest of the world was on ither. There was much debate about syria, the international war a war of words, while the vulnerable huddled in the rubble wondering when it would all end, the great debate sooner rather than later, amen. They hoped a day longer. The power of thought and words, mixed with faith, heard by God, revealed in great signs, should be enough to make them do something rather than debabte he sighed, amen.

At the end of the day, it was a simple matter of wisdom, and as always, the wisdom of jesus won out, again. Nothing works like forgiveness, everything else is elemtary dear! apply it to any conflict, and the answer is very clear, amen.

History Of Faith

It was interesting reading, the ancient civilisations, the great monuments, how they were aligned to the heavens, the bottom line, they were aware of God and the Heavens. many thousands of years later, they were still trying to figure it out, how the so called uncivilised were so inspired, then there were stories, of men who came from far off places, and convinced them to adopt peaceful lives, it would last awhile, then the ego’s would take command, years later, the prophets, the writings monumental, read today even if written 2,000, 3,000 years earlier, the history of the human race, and how our thoughts make so much possible, and how belief in God Most High, makes the miraculous seem normal. 

Faith had travelled a long way from ancient times, and while it acquired many forms, it was all aimed at the single belief, there is God, amen. Solomon had the proof few would have thought possible, but then there was a time when love was plentiful, and being kind and thoughtful

was the norm, let those times be again he prayed.


So much news, so much hurt, a man is shot, police are blamed, it’s a race issue, the usual suspects say, meanwhile, a few hours away, hundreds of thousands, men women and children live in fear, the town of Aleppo, Syrian war casualties don’t seem to count anymore. The rocket to the moon is ready sir, we can even take photos of anywhere on earth, the excited president moves in, our technology is able to do this, what pride what intelligence he sighs,

he is watching images from space, it’s the save the rhino satellite images, the viewfinder moves, it’s a smoldering heap rubble and dust, the bodies of dead children visible on the earth, he sighs, our technology also did this. Solomon listened to the preacher, the people of Aleppo need our prayers, wasn’t it time for a miracle he prayed, a sign of divine intervention, a plane crash lands and all are saved, burst into flames, God acts in mysterious ways, reform.

Donald Trump

ignorant, loud, noisyFeatured Image -- 1110228057, controversial, but he asks the questions that make us all sit up and take notice, and even if he loses the election, politics will never be the same again. either way, the voter has one, change is guaranteed, and if the combatants try to renege, after wards, there’s 300 million angry people out there, amen.

Babbling Fools

Solomon smiled, a prayer was said and answered, and that was all it took, if you want to defeat the evil influence, just ask the one above, so in wisdom he asked, in love he desired, something that was better for everyone good, then waited, was a little patient and smiled, as the front line soldiers of deception kept falling into traps of their own making, turn them into babbling fools and let the world see them for what they are, the deceivers, the network behind them, and those planning in secret so many evil deeds.

David faced Goliath, a battle that could not be won, stepped out onto the field, a little frightened like everyone. He heard the voice of God, don’t be afraid, once i am with you son you just can’t lose. The rest is history, and recent events around the world have the outsiders outdoing the better equipped everywhere. Next, along comes Jesus, to put it in context, there is far more to you all than you ever imagined, did the miracle thingee and inspired the early believers, how does he do this they wondered, with Faith in the Father, how easy was that to understand.

Seek wisdom if you want to understand the ways of God, otherwise you might end up a babbling fool, amen.