My Fault

It was not the reaction, it was the ardent hate, it wasn’t Nazi Germany, it was twenty first century first world thinking, an elite with their hands on power, assuming they were going to be as successful as those they replaced. Modern world power, we control the mind, we fill the media, we use others, the way a mob boss does, you don’t rise to the top unless your dirty, examples of it written all over the place, was it my fault she said. The oceans are clean, the off shore theft continues, water supplies are getting cleaner, there is more money in existence than ever before, the machines that print it, the legal schemes that create it, how can it survive, when it ignores wisdom. My fault.

Solomon had the proof of divine interventions, had encountered the Holy Spirit. Revelation was filling the airwaves, new truths coming out everyday, as if preparing the people for change, my fault.

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Do you believe….

the preacher stands before them, they have come to see the miracle, they have heard all they stories, the time is changing and they know, do you believe he says, the crowd is thumping the energy is electric it flows. Solomon saw the sign turned around the car, i have to see this, this man is making a stand. The storm was abated, the calm returned, the angry demons lost again, Solomon wanted in.

Do you believe, the words he heard when he came in the door. He looked around, it was a carnival inside, all colors and races, everyone was smiling as if they were high. It wasn’t the usual calm attitude of the solemn believer, and the preacher was devout, he was passing on the word, the good news to those on the margins, who had been let down, why not he sighed.

Solomon recalled the story of old, when the apostles complained to Jesus, hey, there is a man saying we can be saved and he is not doing it through the official way, he must be an enemy of yours. Jesus knew it was a long road, the Spirit he carried in him was going to be returned to the original owner until the time and circumstance was proper for the great return.

We will need every voice we can get our hands on if they are going to get through this. Jesus turned to them and said,

“Dudes, this is a big undertaking i have chosen you for, you have seen the miracles, you have seen what can be done, you have also encountered the barriers, the closed hearts of men, we will need every one who encourages the truth, don’t hamper this man, encourage him the way i encourage you, amen”

They sulk, they know he is right, do you believe he said, if you do you will tell the entire world, then I will be back, amen.

Posturing

There is a crisis over there, over there, where Italy too, there, and also over there, everywhere you look, it’s changing, while some leaders posture, assuming they are immune from it all, there is no money for this, lets recommend some budget cuts, meanwhile our leaders, many of them, protect the off shore havens where trillions are stored, you can’t say that, what’s a few trillion dollars between a few friends. Donald announces a budget cut, the environment cutbacks are too much for america to bare, we can’t afford this, besides this environment thing it’s blown out of proportions, a couple of months later, the environment problem rises it’s head the Houston flood waters a timely reminder, as for that pipe under the sacred Sioux lands, it’s cheaper than going around the long way, Solomon shook his head, he encountered the Great Spirit, and many blessings flowed, evidence of a divine authority, as if we needed proof of how a beautiful flower was created, by accident  i suppose. Mother Nature as all spirits lived in some of us, as sure as Jesus said so clearly, God Most High is in all of us you just need to make room and abide in the ways of love.

America is being robbed by the low tax regimes, it’s time we took the money home, does that sound very Donald, seems he had a blind spot, convenient truth, he ignored the off share tax havens, that were stealing billions legally every living day. Well, if you believe in the law of God, one day you have to account for it all, amen.

Solomon encountered Holy Spirit, and so much more, and if that isn’t enough to convince you, well, think of the events that are recurring frequently, reform or there will not even be clean water left, amen.

The Swedish Environmentalist

Can you say it slower please asked the chairman, it was a meeting about the changing environment and the need for a re think on the environment, and how everyone depended upon the environment staying safe to us, clean water, fresh air, etc. The worlds experts had gathered in Basel, expenses paid of course, none of them traveled without the guarantee, lodgings, expenses, time off, a four hour show, four days in all, but one days work at the conference, all say yes!. Did you get paid Hans for the last speech you gave, no Erika, but they are having a meeting about it, i had to stay at a four star hotel last time, everyone else was in the five star. I hear they put the Norwegians in a B/B, Hans laughed, they’d be happier in an igloo.

Can you say it slower, the chairman tapped his ear piece, i’m not getting sound hear, i can’t hear a thing, he makes the remark to a techy, who comes over and fumbles with a cable. Better much better he says. he looks down at the Swedish environmentalist, the question you were trying to ask, can you say it again, my hearing aid is working he smiles. She smiles at him, i was just wondering, is the environment capped with the physical environment, the same way the threat is measured by the melting ice caps, just saying.

I don’t understand what your saying, but we’ll get to it later, next.

The Vulnerable and the Venerable

We have a system for that, next question please, yes, we have a system for that, next question, i already answered that question, anymore questions, the venerable speaker is reassuring the audience, the world wide audience, that all is being done to end the exploitation of women and children around the world. The appearance of a strange object in the sky has sharpened his enthusiasm, it’s been deemed to be an object from another world, there is talk of it being from a heavenly world, God perhaps!. Images of Moses in the desert are being awakened in the hearts of many, the french exodus from Paris at the beginning of the second great war is being cited as a warning, of the great exodus too, in downtown Manhattan they are dropping champagne cocktails as if it’s the end of days, traders mainly, who spent their entire lives devoted to money and the exploitation of anyone willing to listen to them. The numbers are repeating says an old priest, even the trumpet is sounding; Donald Trump is live on the TV screens in times square, reassuring the world, there is space for everyone in trump tower.

Far away, in a small office, a street smart marketer is going over the numbers, the data as he calls it; there are more single women than ever with access to wealth, who are lonely. A psychologist points out the potential within this data group. Because they are vulnerable, well everyone seeking love in the current climate is vulnerable, well, these ladies have cash, and this loving person is pointing out ways to relieve them of their cash, albeit legally. The other lonely’s don’t matter, they have nothing to give, the usual sex route has been cooked drawn and quartered as they say. Well charlie, how do we empty those cashmere pockets Sydney?.

Why not set up women friendly gambling websites, color them nice, those chicks love make-up, add a few free spins, get them hooked or regular users, and bobs your uncle, watch the cash flow in. Charlie you are a genius. The trade grows, the cash is blown, the universal needs that are not satisfied have to find an outlet, exploitation or exploration, is there really any difference.

Solomon sighed, is there a law against such behaviour, he shook his head, it’s totally legal on this planet. He is sitting in a restaurant in times square, the Donald is over his shoulder on the big screen, imagine it, the cost of a suite in trump tower has been halved on account of the alien intervention, that isn’t bad i suppose. A waitress approaches his table, Solomon’s, can’t smoke sir, she points to the sign, and it’s punishable by a term in detention and a five thousand dollar fine, he puts the cigarettes back in his pocket. Just yesterday he sighs, he was watching a movie from the past, in every scene the main actors was smoking away, for all to see, exploiting the young, as if it mattered then. How a few years change everything, the vulnerable and the venerable, nice name for a movie. He thought for a moment, if you go out of your way to exploit others knowingly, is that theft or business he wondered. he looked up at the sky, no way!. that’s the cloud i say before, amen.

Bad ideas!

real bad, that’s not bad enough, they messed with the tramp, they were trying to bait him, they were children, they were socially mute, bad ideas were what they got their thrills on, anything bad, harm, distress, how could it be made more difficult, it was the same with demons, harm, till they win you over.

Solomon read a story of old, it was a reminder, how easy it was for bad ideas to form in the mind, he sighed. They ought to have worked on how to avoid putting them there, the triggers as they say, the reminders. He often thought it unwise, when he heard it said in church, the chastity of the saints, what did they know about it, really, wasn’t it supposed to be a way to unburdening the seekers rather than wear them down with all sorts of pious terms. It was rotund of you he said, talking about hunger living without it, understanding, do you burden your children with expectations before they can stand!

Being Responsible

We didn’t pollute the air, we didn’t spoil the oceans, we didn’t start wars, we didn’t cause anything, damn it Donald, what do you take responsibility for, Donald runs his hand threw his mop, still there he sighs, will look good

at the invitation dinner tonight. First impressions make a difference. From the top of the building there is not a chance of a flood, from the size of the army there is no threat, from the size of the 20 trillion overdraft, he chuckles at that one. No, we are not responsible for the polluted world, look, why worry, if we are cute we’ll blame the citizens of china, look at Russia he says, damn it, this is going to cost too much, can’t we talk about something else. The all present God, the consciousness of many, the voices of those is trouble, from the sewer that was created, are all wondering, when will Donald become responsible. Mother Nature cries out, the Almighty Father hears it, hears all of her petitions. Solomon sighed, we all have to be part of the clean up.

Storms turned around, weather, the chance to put things write, right, write. Did the people realize the potential of words. Solomon encountered it, and wondered why, it had not been made clearer. As the prophets of old did, we could all petition the divine True God, all we had to do was make the effort. Compassion, understanding, these were not price tags, money after all was printed with a machine, clean water, well, that was a different matter, just being responsible.