Do we share the planet with anyone else, neighbors, acquaintances, other folks, and what’s all this crap about loving children, we live in a politically correct world, did Bob Dylan say that, thirty years ago about, sound bytes, more people working in public relations that in medicine, each night a new apology, we don’t mean to offend, can’t even mention it’s Christmas, why don’t we abolish language anyway. Hear reports, read about great tragedies, read about them again, watch them repeat, call our selves believers, in what exactly, while the young imitate, while the older ones try to regurgitate, trying to understand them. A shiny nosed therapist smiles, you have to give them space awhile, while Donald wants to build a wall across the Mexican border. What have the billions being doing all these years, are they all so addicted they can’t see beyond themselves, the asylum
was never so interesting.
Solomon encountered the Holy Spirit, what were they thinking upstairs! amen.