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Tabula Rasa “Muse of Poetry” by Alphonse Mucha what do I do with unbearable imminence certain that some unknown something will soon spring to mind when my insolent muse remains lazy with sleep sprawling nice as you please on white sheets of my unmade ideas unresponsive to prodding unheeding of all implorations blind […]
Moses is getting seriously anxious, he is approaching the river, what am i going to do if this don’t work, he looks at the wife, honey are you with me dear, she see’s the anxiety in his eyes, she pats him on the back, He never let you down before. The refugee cross’s the desert, there is water a half day ahead, he has a gathering with him, he is their friend and guide, they are depending on him. Moses stops at the river, turns around, the crowd is enormous, what now D
ear lord, what am i supposed to do, he has a semi panic attack, then hears the voice, just do as i instructed you to do, remember. The rest is history, David took on Goliath, what is that fool doing, who does he think he is, it will be entertaining at least says some of the others, i give him five minutes, can the giant run, maybe not. Sowing doubts, the mind was full of the threat of failure, failure. Solomon listened to the news, the risk of flooding in far off places, then sighed, storms were regularly turned around, you just had to have faith on a Jesus scale that’s all.
Were all these events warnings of the future, lessons in faith, lessons in reform, probably, well, he encountered the Holy Spirit, and he had never been let down himself since, well..only when he thought that he himself was in charge, pride i suppose, amen.
He can’t be serious, have you seen what he is doing, the Japanese will never allow it, take it away from him, can you imagine if there is an accident, what happens if the technology fails, what then. In Beijing the counsel of wisdom meets, the alarm bells are going off, a rather impatient man has a hand that is in reach of the panic button, he is known to react, the odds are long but the results would be a disaster. A lone figure speaks, a man they banished to the side many years ago, an old timer. He stands before them.
We could control his father he tells them, but this young man, he does not understand, one error and the whole of china could be ruined, have you thought about that.
In the annals of history, life and death often resided around the actions of one man, the world of the tyrant is evidence of it everywhere, the names don’t need recalling, they are in every history lesson. Some say there are too many of us.
Solomon imagined the conversations going on in some far off places, then remembered, the words of the old master, how a bad man with a good reputation was the most dangerous of all. It is so easy to massage the minds, well, if he is doing it it must be okay. The world was and is going in some strange directions and the signs were everywhere, it was time for wisdom, time for a Chinese takeaway.
Days later, the young dictator is removed, everyone breaths a sigh of relief.
Earth and All Humanity stand on the cutting edge of Evolution… an Evolution of Consciousness… as one heart at a time opens and deepens to a new quantum awareness, to realise there is so much more to who YOU are and the physical reality YOU live in. Whether YOUR mind/body believes this or not, nothing…
where did the ideas come from, in the head dude, it was in his head, the sheriff is trying to make sense of the massacre. A man drives a car into a crowd, where did the idea come from. Solomon had an easier answer, hatred, someone sowed hatred, and it found an outing. In times of great distress, where do you seek refuse, usually in the last place you felt safe, well, that’s not original, but then again, when is the last place safe for you. Well, if you are hungry and they feed you, that sounds good. If you were friendless and found an ear, that’s good. Makes it easy for extremists to find a willing victim, just make them feel safe while you fill their heads while they eat out of your hand, really simple, all you have to do is fill the heads dude.
Solomon recalled the times of old, the danger of newness and the threat it was to the ruling class; no one threatens our livelihood and escapes. A bearded pharisee, they didn’t have hairdressers in those days, hardly had a sharp scissors either, whatever. Well, there is Jesus, the man who is trying to fill them with the truth about their own divinity, yes, the divinity that is in all blessed by the Holy Spirit, and he gets the ear of the eager believers, who are tired of the same old same old, those promoting the voice of God seem to be using the voice for their own purposes. Stop it will you, tell them the truth, God the Father is in all who truly believe, you just have to make space, and those who want to promote that are mere servants. What, you mean those guys we are serving are supposed to serve us, Yes.
It started as a custom, it became a standard, it soon became the law, it soon filled their heads, amen.
Another day, then a night repeating, repeating, but not endlessly. All too soon this life ends. Sing with the fairies, dance in the rain, cry when you are happy laugh when you are sad. Turn those pages slowly savor every word. Love with all of your heart casting your love far and wide; fill the […]