The Students perspective

The morning comes, the preparation is made, the breakfast, a few texts from friends, ready she sighs, her new school, a new experience, friends she hopes to meet, and the teachers, hope they are good she prays. The effort made to educate and teach, the habits passed on, and the harvest down the line many years later.

Solomon was remarking on the cycle, how it begins, slowly, how influences are made, and the affect it has on those we meet. It was the story of old told another way. How we lay down steps from our actions, and the perspective of the student, who puts their trust in you.

There is a bad happening, the president is reacting, everyone is watching, how will he react they say. If he calls for thoughtful reflection he is considered weak, the usual mongrels only appreciate the hard talk, peace is for the weak ended. How those looking on behave as a result, after all, they have a students perspective, and try to trust in those that are teaching them.

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The Rules

She nods, it’s her first day, she made an effort to look smart, neat but not too much, first day, she has to learn the rules. The long sweep of her head, she eyes her as if she’s a mannequin, well, all you will be doing is standing there dear, give them something to look at, distract them, she meant to say him, once he, she corrects, once they get a focus on you it’s easy to control the communication, she is going to be front desk material, it’s the public services desk of an airline, they mostly handle complaints, and women do it better, well, in law, you can’t argue or use language that might be considered biased, women have more thorns, more armor, put them in the front line, those who are protected, they are the rules.

Solomon recalled his father, on his knees, unpacking his luggage, as he had gone over the weight measure limit

and had to exchange stuff for the overhead. A tax on presents, the extra luggage you carry coming back. It was created by an accountant no doubt, a team of them, find areas where we can legitimately charge for, what about the others in the industry, the boss smiles, they are greedy too, they are the rules. Imagine the rules, you get to the heavenly gates, you pass your cards across the counter, and a bribe, a last minute promise, a donation to a popular charity, this will solve the problem. Peter sighs, know the rules, he points to a tablet of rock, points, the guest retches inside, the rules.

Ezra reborn

So much is stored up in blessings it’s a question of learning how to access it, words to those affect were told to Ezra, 2,7000 years ago, the intervention of God was there for all, it was just a question of letting God abide in you, it wasn’t that difficult to understand. Jesus comes along, 700 odd years later, explains in details, told through stories, there is a world that exists, it’s just that you need to make space for it, space for the light to live inside you, looking out and love, not crouch and hoard, welcome your brothers and sisters, and prepare to be surprised.

Solomon was trying to add explanations to the words of old, an amateur, he never studied philosophy, never studied the experts, lived for all it was when he could, added bits to the puzzle which he wanted to unravel, and came to one conclusion, how the heart is bypassed and the head becomes the main source of influence, the wrong order but the thinking is simple, the less of the heart the less of God there is in us all.

Ezra wrote it down, so Solomon and others, down through the centuries would read and re read those words, each one adding his bit to the puzzle, thereby increasing understanding, making the step up the hill to the summit all the bit easier. In a world that holds out perfection as the answer or the end result, they ignore the notion of being born again. Those words were used to remind us, we need to throw out what we know if necessary, and to fill ourselves with light. As each generation comes and goes, the understanding becomes clearer, and clearer, till we make the connection, so Solomon had learned from his experiences. Why are we saved from great tragedies, why do we under go stress filled experiences, what is it that rests deep inside us, is it the lives of all our descendants and what they experience, thoughts for a Monday, amen. We could all be relatives of Ezra!.

The Stream

Nothing tasted better than breakfast, so he thought for a long time, the ache never left him, the feeling of hunger. They had struggled together, she was social for the first five years of his life, stamps coupons and charity, amen. He passes over the fresh warm toast, his mother accepts it, she smiles, my boy she says, my boy, even if he had a father, what did it matter, she was the one who reared one. There was no music her side of the family, he had a brother who was a guitar genius, her son’s father, maybe that was where he got the talent from. From the back of the big yacht, she lapped it up, admiring her life many years later, except for the one yearning in her heart, we could have had a few of them, them, her children. She settled for one when she could have had a stream, then again, all she ever wanted was one.

 

is it Possible!

Two important men, well, they could easily have been women, but for brevity purposes  i am using the term “men”, they made more unhealthy decisions than women, well their pride won’t allow them to admit it, but is it possible, they are having a discussion on the Topic of “Love”, well it’s possible but in the context of the conversation, there two men are in the senate building in Washington, and they are drawing up a list of the threats to the world, and one of them mentions to the other, “do you think love would be any help at all?”, can she make bombs, no answers the other, does she spread propaganda, no, does she keep all the loot for herself, has she any place in a war, usually not, only in the ending of it. They reluctantly agree, love might have a role to play in the world after all.

Scheming demon having a bad day, super secret plans are all unfolding, another outbreak of truth, this is not going the way it’s supposed to, they look at the sky, there is a bunch of them, i thought we cut off the connection years ago, well it had certainly gotten weaker. The boss looks at one of them, you, was it you who had a change of heart, no reaction, goes to another face, was it you, was it you, this goes on till he

comes to the last one, himself, certainly not you.

A storm turns around and heads in the other direction, is it possible, Solomon wondered what they must be thinking, the Great Spirit was not a dreamers invention, and The Holy Spirit was proof of Godly interventions, it also put great emphasis on the wisdom of old, and how much of what was written, had come true. Is it possible!.+

Turn it around!

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.

Chinese takeaway

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.