Christmas Wishes

He opened his eyes, it was early morning, had he been dreaming, it was so real, the visitor said it plainly, there is a wish for you, you just have to make up your mind, this can’t be happening he sighed, reaching for another cigarette, his chest creaking at the same time, i’m too old for this, he was nearly seventy nine. The day went by, he ignored it, put it down to the medication he was on, another one of those episodes. Far away, Solomon was writing his prayer plan, actions necessary to remove the pillars of support, evil depended upon. why don’t they wish for something positive once in a while, be like Jesus even, cast the wish far and wide. He thought as he pondered the options.

The old man hits the bed early, walking is hard, he’s a retired priest, spent three decades in the African continent, saw the terrors, witnessed genocide, saw women have their body parts removed, saw how business over came righteousness, came home with one of those diseases, was now just biding his time. After giving thanks for the witness option, he prayed the usual, took his medication and went to sleep. Meanwhile, Solomon was at his desk, writing heavenly missiles, enlightening the masses, adding fuel to the circle of light, love is the doing, not the thinking about it. if two dream it they said. or if one writes it, it’s like fantasy, it only becomes a chance of reality when we put it down on paper.

The old man is woken, there is a shadow over the bed, not you again, the angel stands and speaks, this wish thing again. It was Christmas time, maybe it’s real, what would you wish for, the angel was smiling, this is real damn you, hurry up I’ve got a hundred calls to make this night. The old man was flustered, put on the spot, maybe it was old age, what would you wish for, he stopped. Got it he smiled, he suddenly sat up, felt young again, can you send that other thing and his coterie of advisers to the abyss, the angel looked up, he is going to love this, he heard this request a few times recently, an energy was growing. Outside the storm that was raging went quite, there was a calm, the angel became a glow, and the following day, three well known tyrants were removed from office.

amen.

So what do you wish for thought Solomon, footstool perhaps!IMG_5757

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