Getting Older

sagging tummy, droopy knees, i told you i’d divorce you

for getting old dear, those breasts, they only fed the children, but they do nothing for me anymore, i’m an old fart and i take Viagra when i need one, what, i even changed my eye prescription so i wouldn’t have to look at you, but look at it this way honey, you’ll have lots of friends with you, i’ll give a regular check, and if you get something like a tummy tuck, well i might give you another year or two, how about that, Donald you can’t be serious!

Who Owns You!

Trapped, no chance of a reprieve, the needle arrives, they inject you, you get addicted, more and more, they own you, there is rent to pay, who exactly, who owns you, mine and i’ll use force, the young girl shivers, it’s not very hygienic, prayers are said, to whom, Jesus declared, there was no need to cut yourself, it was a lousy tradition and wasn’t worthy of human beings. Solomon was reading, the number of

young girls cut, for ritual sake down below, it wasn’t dignity, it was the opposite, it was the mark of a slave, amen.

Let me represent you!

Votes, opinion polls, the ratings, first job is getting elected, how, does it matter, women, well, they vote too, unfortunately, gosh why did we give them the vote, another male mistake, imagine, women having a vote, should have burned more of them at the stake, where’s Joan, ideas, what, a woman with ideas, next they will want to be president, gosh, and after that they’ll want to change everything, bad enough the idea of women priests, what next, educated women, they should be home minding the nest, well, the world hasn’t changed has it, or, if, but, if only i kept my big mouth shut. Did you see her, wow, she gives me a thrill, nice way of saying it, okay, call them coons, call them names, so long as no one hears you, it’s okay, after all, what sort of character do you need to be president. None if precedent is the answer, well, that’s a bit rough, yeah she likes it rough, i wonder if she’ll give me a dance, she will if you pay her enough, you buy them cheap in Thailand and they stay all night, really, i suppose you can. It was called metanoia, i wonder if they understood what it meant, transformation.

Solomon was reading the news, and was as entertained as anyone else, the lewd comments of The Donald, not far from the alpha male response to everything, bigger, stronger, macho, richer, and wondered if this was the transformation needed to change the world, well, it was said all those years ago, a change was coming, and is this the great change, the same way Barack Obama was a game changer for the colored

community, perhaps Hillary Clinton is the game changer for the female community, the step process, seems so. If the world needed wisdom, it needed it now more than ever, and if change is needed, then Donald did some good, he poured the male attitude into the public arena, and how many women must have cheered. However, let’s not be hypocritical, these last twenty years there have been many lives destroyed by the absence of leadership everywhere, and those that represented the people, well, they let down many children, as they turned their eyes away from the total sexualisation of children, and the damage that was done to the Spirit inside, only money matters conceded many, and who could blame them, as this was the example they had to deal with, apart from an unnatural interest in all things sexual, well, who cares what size your ass is, unless you want others to look at it!

let me represent you, well, the good news, the greatest of news, those who desire to lead, have the heavenly eyes on them, well, Solomon encountered the Holy Spirit, and that meant one thing, divine awareness of everything, something worth thinking about, if you intend to represent others, amen.

Doing Things

Hush, the buzz in the room, the president is due in half an hour, the big speech, what is he going to say. One group of reporters are pro change, this is what they want to hear, another bunch of columnists well they want to hear something else, they talk in buzz, listen for the buzz words, it’s exciting really, the room is a buzz, the humm of the people, the beat of the nation, america waits, it’s important what the commander in chief says, even the army chiefs are present, it’s a chat about budget cuts.The tension mounts, it’s as if Jesus himself is going to make a speech, how it must have been, all those years ago, the man who raised them from the dead, healed their afflictions, cast out demons, the mountain, his apostles around him, where is he, he’s in that tent over there, did i see, the stares. No president ever did that, raised anybody from the dead, dragged a few out of retirement i suppose. Wow, wolf gitzer is spotted at the door, he is making hand signals, mabye he is trying to cancel the golf game, maybe he is re arranging a date, what, wow, no no, you will not believe this, golly wow, the excitement on the womens faces, the president is here. In harry’s bar Paris, solomon is knocking back a few moscow mules, he’s into his third, maybe his forth, he stopped counting, but he pretends that he doesn’t like alcohol, just does it because he feels it’s good for his health, helps him forget, well, when he see’s people with the power doing nothing, when so much needs change, he does want to do anything but forget about it, same way an addict closes out the world today, when he or she can’t deal with the past, and does not believe in the future, amen.

Solomon wondered, there was so much hooha, who was going to do this, who was going to do that, what would so and so say, it was odd, they closed the rehab facilities that families of the needy had access to, they didn’t have the insurance needed for private rehab, doing things that matter, he sighed, Mrs Clinton, at least she had a mediaid background, and  that’s sure better than the wall builder, whereever he came up with that idea, a zombie movie i suppose, another mule!

 

The Bypass Industry

Everybody is in bypass mentality, or was it bypass surgery, perhaps better if we all were in bypass surgery, so Solomon sighed, bypass responsibility, bypass all that is good in favor of the blame game. he was after reading a story, the usual diatribe, someone to blame, made it feel as if something was happening, it wasn’t, but it was a reminder of the bypass mentality so many possessed, as long as it appears something is going on, that was all that seemed to matter. He was tired of the way bypass lust, bypass greed, bypass trust, they were all patients for the divine table, as he imagined God Most High cutting out the cancerous parts and renewing them again. Forecast rain and thunder was flashed across the news, the usual, did they not realize what a prayer could do. He let his brolly behind, you just have to believe. All those years ago, it was much the same, the wonder and the confusion, how was it possible for these things to happen, they had. Many wore disguises, but Solomon had a radar that came down from heaven, just ask the boss he sighed, get down on your knees, and you can bypass trouble anywhere, amen. The Faith of the early apostles, few today had retained it, imagine what blessings and strength they provided to the other believers

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He’s not one of our’s!

What, Solomon was reminiscing on the differences between people and religions, and how the mountain was climbed from many different directions. The words of the early apostles came to mind, they complained to Jesus, he does what we do and he is stealing our thunder was the gist of their inquiry, he’s not one of us, Jesus of course sighs, if he’s doing good, he’s a friend of mine.

So much was made of them and us, from the clothes you wore, to the car you drive, to the different versions of success, mostly material, practically, all material, fine. What difference did it make what level of the titanic you sailed on, nothing in the end, amen.

Winners Smile

Just a smile, but it was a far cry from what the face wore not long before. If ever he needed an affirmation, it walked past him in the confident smile, the expression said it all, it was real and she walked triumphant. Gone was the lethargic walk, the frown the despair, it was replaced with the believers eye, full of light, just as it ought to be. Solomon had seen miracles before, but each time it dazzled him he was a boy in the heart, and wise in his years, amen. why the astonished looks, did they not believe for what they prayed for. Cuts across his chest, below and above his eyes, everything vital saved, just as Faith had survived, despite the efforts of an elite to cloth it in all forms of distraction, amen.