Easter and Meaning

Notre Dam goes on fire, a monument in honor of God, who is not an institution, but Spirit based on compassion and love, with no room for the extreme. No grand rituals, Jesus told the Pharisee’s we have had enough of them, love, nothing else matters, stuff your food rituals, we don’t need your piety, it’s love or dust, you choose. Using the Spirit inside him, Solomon encountered the Spirit too, simply amazing, but in the times of old, healing was made possible, evil was set on the run, while those in charge of the rituals in those times, got real hot up, and set about ending his influence, so they thought.

Notre Dam, the stone work survives, the wooden contents in ashes. The parable of the potter and the clay, in real time. The obvious is made clear, you have to change your ways, piety is not going to cut ice anymore. Is there real compassion, is there real love, is there real forgiveness. The sun and moon appears in the sky together, as Ezra said, he was a prophet too, and what did Jesus say about the treatment of them, the prophets. He chastised the pharisee’s, called them names, after the event your great, before your as useless as a bucket with a hole in it, or words to that affect.

Solomon encountered the Holy Spirit, saw the signs, asked wisdom for help, understood it was for the benefit of everyone. It is time to build bridges between all those who believe, it’s time to end the human made prejudices, the signs are posted, and the wisdom is being passed out daily. As for the meaning of Jesus and Easter, it’s simply stated in the words, it was never going to easy to maintain a healthy relationship with God, in a world that treasured the material instead of the Spiritual. Balance was called for. So, in order to prove the triumph of the Spirit, the son is brought back to life, amen, it’s all real. The triumph of the Sun…..

A butterfly of spring~by Hana Shishiny — OUR POETRY CORNER

A butterfly of spring Open your sky to me I am a butterfly of spring.. Seeking the first buds to see And the caress of scented breeze The pure nectar of love In unfold flowers to be The nights of moon in full Spreading shine.. For you and me By Hana Shishiny April 2019

A butterfly of spring~by Hana Shishiny — OUR POETRY CORNER

Wandering Star

Jesus was a wandering Star, and as he said to his apostles, that Spirit he carried was never going to have a rest, it is eternal in other words. Sometimes, the way is misleading, the signs are not as clear as some people suppose, what do those ancient words mean, and what happens when the so called experts get it wrong, and put a very mean meaning on words that are meant to include everyone who wants to believe. It’s a thorny issue, and given the happenings during Holy Week, we seem to be getting reminders. The message hasn’t changed, but the container it seems has to be redesigned. Well, Solomon encountered the Spirit, not the man made stuff you use to get drunk on, but the one you are supposed to get inspired on. There was no pride in the visit, but an lot of responsibility.

The sky too was showing the intention of divine intervention lately, as Ezra says, when the moon and the sun appear in the Sky together, it’s a moment of awakening.. Men and mad made devils were going to have to account for themselves, and that day is getting closer. Before the orchestra sings again, before the singers get the tune, it’s time to get the meaning right. Solomon wasn’t earning plaudits, he was telling it as it is. Well the Spirit does not make mistakes, but demons do try to conceal great truths, they being fully aware of the damning truth.

Solomon sighed, it’s easy to be fooled by men, and those that supposedly believe can easily hide among men, we have been warned. how often have we been dragged along and told a certain truth only to find out later it was all a farce, created to deceive and confuse, the war in Vietnam and so many other events, presented to assume the aggressors were the countries invaded. Years later you find the truth, no comfort for the victims. Real believers don’t let their fellow believers suffer, they don’t sit in castles and lecture the world, while getting the plaudits of their friends. Pharisee’s do that, as Jesus pointed out continually, don’t be deceived, amen. If Jesus said the Son of Man was not going to find a permanent home, he had many things on his mind, apart from the struggle the Spirit would have to endure. He wanted to encourage us to hang in, the promise he made, the helper will come along.What did he say about the way they treated the prophets, has all that much changed, lets hope it has.

So think of your life like a wondering star, on the move, don’t get caught by the old chestnut, how am I going to get through this. Jesus had to leave the Apostles regularly to find space to listen, their doubts doing in his head, despite the Miracles. So don’t feel bad if you find it all confusing at times, deeds as Jesus said are the key to your salvation, just as the story of the Good Samaritan tells. And remember, demons will only fill you with doubts and in the end try to destroy you. Solomon sighed, it was time to add a prayer to his story. If they even think about doing harm to a believer, may their schemes implode on them. The same was happening to the schemes of extremist. With a wet sail behind him, Solomon wanted to push them over the proverbial cliff. Nice ring to that, so piggish,

Evening Fear

Alone, she goes in the door, the high of work over, now the slow down. She is not in a relationship, and she is getting older, the pangs of fear run through her like labor pains, the evening is full of fear when you feel you are alone. She has few distractions, alone with her thoughts, lying in bed alone hours later, the dread she will feel, she tries to put it off. The demons are on her, and she is afraid. They circle her like vultures, the thoughts they feed her, as if they are beasts trying to load her full of fear. Without a good nights sleep she is vulnerable.

The Thought that Faith could put you in the spot light of the demons. She has a routine, the head, get the thought process right, don’t give them space in there, hold on to your faith, and they will saunter on by, seeking another victim, someone who can’t forgive and the guilt he hold. They feed on every fear, and they eat souls, they have an appetite for all that is bad, and very few can resist them, how long can she hold out she wonders. The angels hear her appeal, the helpers are on her case, the troubles she has to encounter, are about to be relieved and sent to the eternal abyss for good.

Solomon smiled, the affirmations were coming with the beat of a clock, and it was simply amazing, the demons were in tatters, seeking refuge, where they wouldn’t be found, Solomon sighed, we’ll get to them when we are ready, if they don’t start to love so fast, they will have eternal misery instead. It was case of writing the prescription, no complaints, the word goes up, and they find out that Spirit is real. It was getting stronger, even the so called disasters posted great change, not the doom so many feared. Did God let those down who truly believed, never, amen.

So Much Confusion so little clarity….Notre Dame,

Solomon heard the news, and re read what he wrote the previous couple of days. It is enlightening to say the very least, but it all comes back to a few simple words. What has happened to Holy Spirit in the last hundred years. There was a woman in Los Angeles curing people from all sorts of illness, Amy Semple McPherson, is her name, read about her, 1920’s America, google her as they say, you will find out all about her. In the past centuries, Popes decide they are infallible, unable to make mistakes, how absurd was that, no one could offer an opinion, it’s probably how celibacy came to exist, man made wisdom.

Watching Tiger woods raises his arms, in thanks, looking towards the Sky, a return, the next evening watching the watch tower of Notre Dame tumble, you tell me the world is not changing, are you all blind, the environment is in pain, Mother Nature is crying out, what a shame, the harm that has been allowed to continue, as for the simple stuff, they can’t even figure out the obvious stuff. Confusion, since when was Spirit confusing, only when there are those who go to great lengths to control it. The rituals that are engaged in, Solomon listened to the words of old, the believers sacrificing the animal, the food offerings, paying homage, then Jesus comes along, you have to love, it’s that simple. You have to be Samaritans, is that too hard to figure out. I don’t worry about what you do in your intimacy, so long as it does not control you, I’m not going to recall your faults along as you quit doing them. That is simple words, so why the ritual confusion.

Isn’t it time those of the Spiritual, at this moment in time, admit they worship the same God, and start to build Temples, where people of all denominations and faith can gather. Well, if Heaven is Spirit based, and we are supposed to recreate that Spirit on earth, like the news, the structure of Notre Dame still exists, but the interior needs to alter, same as the internal change many need to involve with, shinning the plates and washing the hands and all those rituals, do nothing but divide nations, people, amen.

The Renewal of Spirit

How long did they wait, before the great return, Tiger Woods and the emotions his great victory created, the souls of many, feeling the thrill, it’s not over yet they yelled. The journalists that thrashed him in public, gloating over the headlines, despite the barriers he brought tumbling down. Same for The Brexiteers and their schemes, trying to force that nation out of the European Ideal, the great plan continues on, and those in that European collective, getting stronger, despite those that want to thwart that promise, a United Europe, a refuge for so much that is good, home for many on the run and in need. Has any other collective done more to bring sanity to the world.

The Great changes and the turn around continues, compassion is being felt in many places, the bigotry of some leaders, made clear and obvious. You mean you believe in God, it’s becoming more popular, and the extremists are unraveling at the same time.

Great men and women of former ages wrote music and joined words, artists, sculptors and painters, inspired by the Great Spirit, produced works, which we fawn at today, how they marvel at the majesty of it, the scale of the their works, permanent records of their talent, all of them believing in the Great Spirit, all of them aware of the Heavenly world.

The Spirit, how it needs the lift, the appearance of a Great race horse when the common man is down, the story of Sea Biscuit, the left over horse that breaks records, while lifting the men and women absorbed in the great depression of 1930’s America. It’s as if an invisible hand is at work, that arrives just at the right moment.

And Tigers great Roar, he raises his hands to Heaven, giving thanks to the Great Spirit, that lifted him, and far more humble than he has ever been, no pride, he got his game back, and the world knows it. May the tiger continue to roll, amen. Lets hope the Spiritual leaders can do as Tiger has done, and life the Spirits of their flocks. If the Spirit is in you, it should not be too hard work.

Solomon sighed, he encountered many skeptics, those who didn’t want to believe, atheists too, many well intentioned, many having lost faith, from what they encountered in their childhoods,victims of too much forced dogma from the religious, the cause of most of it, if they are honest, In a nutshell, the revelation of Scripture as Jesus would say. The yoke they put around so many, making it impossible for them to raise their game, forcing the Spirit down, when they ought to be rising it up.

Cocaine, Crow Health and Prohibition

This is not going to go down well with the Hogi, is that the name of the mountain people of Columbia, it wont go down well with the shaman’s of old either, It won’t go down well with many, but what has prohibition done for the world, same as McCarthyism and the death of a great moral consciousness, that didn’t go down well, all considering the war in Vietnam didn’t do much for the human reputation either, neither did the Korean war of the fifties, damn, there has been so many sure footed decisions, and the aftermath, well, lets say it’s been a disaster.

“What do you really think of the Human Race Clyde.”

Clyde sits on the branch beside his sweetheart crow, Bonny, she is a few months older than him, but that don’t matter to Clyde, he loves the glow of her feathers,  means that she likes him. Clyde wants to make a good impression on Bonny, he thinks about some of the decisions of the human race. You can make a rash answer, that’s why they made so many bad decisions, humans that is, and he does not feel like imitating them.

“Bonny, they don’t look after the water either, have you noticed that!” Clyde is trying top look serious, women like that, Crows who think they are smart.

“Yes Clyde, you can say that again, the sweet water is now sour tasting” she turns her head, eases over towards Clyde.

Bonny, she is getting serious, Clyde wonders what to do next. The need to take your time, the need for patience, he is thinking on the branch.

“I suppose in different continents there are different birds, we don’t all react the same, and when you see the swallow family come all the way across the world, there is always other places you can visit”

He is trying to sell her the idea, you have to think outside the nest, we are not all the same.

Solomon had a dream, it wasn’t the regular dream, it was about prohibition, and what in truth happens, it only leads to massive corruption and the creation of gang warfare, nothing else. When the tried to kill Jesus’s message, prohibition in another form, they only made it more popular, so not all prohibition leads to harm, food for thought. He is sitting in a kitchen, he is with some South American ‘s, they are stirring cocoa powder into the big cake mix, food, they say it gives you energy, nothing more. He is then in the skin of a man fleeing, he encounters the police, all they want is a bribe, nothing new there, make it illegal and the profit grows, while those with the manpower and fire power control the game. He can hear the critics, they will scowl, how can you be so irresponsible, saying what you say. Solomon sighs, the way you feed the children to the social media monsters, it’s time you looked in the mirror, amen.

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