Women’s day

Well, girls, how are we going to celebrate the great day, after all, they gave us the vote a hundred years ago, yeah, says molly that’s something to celebrate, they are even going to give us equal pay with men, and they recognize the rearing of children as a Job, aha, only since they have to pay childcare, remember the days. Solomon sighed, he was imagining the party and the parade, the big get together, well, there was always shopping.

In a world under going great change, it was a time to reflect on the great change, freedom wasn’t as free as some thought it was, and his own upbringing was a reminder. Running home from school or on the cycle, dumping the school bag, and wondering what Mother had for treats, a mother at home, the most welcome gift a child could imagine. Now, well, they called it the advancement of society, how many women would love to afford to be at home minding their children, priceless,  everyday.

If it was women’s day, what would you do, just thinking out loud.

Panic Attacks

can’t sleep, can’t think, I’m going to drown, i can’t eat, no buzz from the TV, the soaps no longer is attractive, can’t concentrate, chaos, it sounds like the morning of the super bowl, and your the quarter back, well it isn’t, the old guard have realized it’s no longer the same, and in some ways we have Donald Trump to thank, and the series of extreme thinkers, the political far right, they have wakened to world, and the heart is rising again in the strangest of places, amen. Okay, lets admit it, we don’t want the neat cappuccino set explain the world to us, and those who have their style guru advising them what to wear every morning, do we! Building their own Kingdoms while complaining about the current status of the competition, is in no ones interest only theirs. Ordinary people have come to realize they can have a say in matters after all, and isn’t that empowerment, as all the new age guru’s say. Perhaps you could be in Love, that’s another matter.

Solomon was after reading a story, and it reminded him of our need for Love and how easy it is to try to control it. In a nutshell, if you put the Love of God ahead of your own love, you have a perfect outcome. I’m seeing someone else she says, he hits a deep depression, rage anger sexual jealousy, I’ve lost her, I’ll get even, must ring the friends, warn them, panic attack, hot breath, deep chest movements, bitch, she is smiling as she says it too. Who is he, God she smiles, he suddenly relaxes, who can compete with that, no one, panic attack over, amen.

A Moment of Bliss

Rare, in the company of rare beauty, Solomon was in recall mode, moments in time when life suspends itself, as when in the company of pure love, not often achieved in a world that values everything according to return cost and cash. It was a timely reminder, the difference between the Spiritual Feeling and the material, one would last forever, the material would fade and be forgotten till the next material high. He was contemplating on why more positive divine interventions don’t happen in control led spiritual gatherings, where those leading the parade assumed more prominence than they were entitled to. It drew him back to the words of Jesus, the wealthy taking the seats at the front, the needy to the rear. It was supposed to be the other way around. Pure love is that, the needs of others overtake your own.

In the confused world, there were too many chiefs among us, each declaring a better option, but the game going round in circles, the stranglehold of the elite choking off the supply of Spirit. He encountered the Holy Spirit in real time, and saw many magical things, wondered why those who taught the ways of Jesus were slow to practice his approach. There are moments of bliss waiting, why focus on guilt creation, the direct opposite to enlightenment, smile.

There were many in great need, positively in need, there was 25 trillion off shore, there was no lack of resources, that was the perpetual lie. Having encountered divine intervention, Solomon thought it wise, that the so called in the know folks wake up, and seriously fast. The image from the sky was one of many events he encountered. It all pointed to a world under divine judgement, amen. A moment of bliss for all true believers, the good Samaritans of the world, and word, amen.

Clouds

A child is born, radiates wisdom, blessed, a vision come through, angel calls, declares the event, explains, visit from the Holy Spirit, he will become an instrument for God and for Love. Lost in translation all sorts of meanings are applied to the great mystery, the Birth of a Holy Man, the Spirit of God in human form, there are few distractions, just the current leadership of the religious, the roman landlords, and the meaning of what it is to be a demon. These are his main threats, and he is aware of it, he can read hearts. Small children sense good and evil, they have a knowing too. For whatever reason, all the main religions today, can’t agree on a definition of the experience, whatever, one thing JESUS says, ask in my name and you will be heard, just abide by the basics, be the good Samaritan, come to the aid of those in need.

Asked by his followers how to pray, his answer is simple, keep it simple, not too difficult, simple, no long winded this of that, just be simple, say it from the heart, and better than that, when three of you get together in Faith, and are believers, I’ll be there. and if you want to make a sacrifice, give up on the burning of animals and stuff, just Love as I do, amen. He is unpopular, business at the temple is being infringed ,sales of the sacrificial animals is in danger, income is going down, the locus standi of the religious leaders is threatened, as is there lifestyle. The more you have the more you have to share with those in need. Who can tolerate this, and forgive your enemies, leave it to the father. and how will you know I’m coming back, there will be a cloud, revelations, great change and chaos in the world. The trumpet will sound, and furthermore, according to Ezra, according to the angel, mother natures produce, us humans, more of us will be born with illness and we wont be as hardy as we used to be, nothing to get alarmed about .

Solomon was recalling the simplicity of Jesus, his ways, old scripture. 2,000 years later and a few years too, he was sharing what he knew. SOLOMON encountered the cloud, ENCOUNTERED AN ANGEL, encountered the Holy Spirit, encountered the circular cloud, and great blessings and miracles too, so had others. What is love he said, sharing and caring, and passing on the good news. REAL LOVE CAN’T BE FAKED, AMEN. PASS THE MESSAGE ON TODAY, THANK YOU.

Next

Was it for a good reason, the waiting room, in fifteen minutes, maybe longer, well, thirty minutes, in that time, Solomon read the international news, and you guessed it, Donald had grabbed the headlines, it was an explanation, of his success, the failure of the system, his opportunity. Across the world, the old guard was in chaos, and the elitist thought process that went with it. Being everything to everybody just did not work, it didn’t work 2,000 years ago, choices have to be made, and in many countries, they didn’t care where the change came from, so long as it was not more of the same. What next, there was anxiety in Europe, the assault on the new democracy, from many sources, all connected with extremism as we know it today, but it wasn’t extremism forty years ago. So much had been lost in a short time, the toys that became the way of life, the iPhone, the search engine, the computer games, and the race up the hill, it was undermining family life, and those at the bottom, were feeling the pinch, children, their

future, a world dominated by machines. It was all in the articles he was reading, and it affirmed what many knew already, the system had to change, there was too much of the me syndrome and little of the we version of events so many cradle in their ideals, but not anywhere else, what next!

My Camp

No immigrants, search them out, frighten them, chase them like rats, round them up, it’s not Germany in the thirties, it’s America today. Developed by immigration, the great hope, is adopting the tactics of Adolf Hitler. Calls the Mexican people degenerates, (the cheap labor provided by mexico transient workers has saved the agricultural industry), apart from the workers who came to California to do the jobs Americans didn’t want to, (cheaper too). like Mussolini in Italy, modern day fascists are all chomping at the bit, they have a friend in the pole position, what is going on. If ever there is a lesson in history this is it, those left without hope will find it somewhere, the kid in the ghetto seeking a way out, eventually, the systems burst. As the rich man said in the parable, from hell where he lay, could you not send a messenger, just to warn them. Ironic thought Solomon, 2,000 years later, those words were more apt today, than when first spoken, amen.

Modern Wisdom Streams….

It’s raining again, what a glorious feeling, time to stop and start thinking, it’s raining again, a pause in the momentum, the headache you just can’t ignore, maybe your body is telling you, maybe it’s a time to reflect. Solomon sighed, he looked out the window, fresh streams of life giving water were pouring from the sky, there wasn’t much to do, but being a writer he wasn’t that much affected. How wisdom uses her great charms to stall us, get us to think for awhile, before we make those life changing decisions, think before you act. He read the ancient books, and was getting around to the rest. The wisdom of Jesus, wisdom is the continuous stream, so are the blessings that come from heaven, so long as you are prepared enough to receive them, basically, what did you do in the past, or what you were going to change going forward. An old man was speaking to him, a wise old man, roguish but full of integrity, he enjoyed a few pints.  It used to be about Children, but it seems the adults hijacked it, Christmas that is. It was hard not to agree, but perhaps everyone was a child anyway who just had grown up. Grown up he sighed, what did it mean, what happens when it happens too soon, what about the middle part, when it rains on you and you are forced to stop awhile and reflect. The weather was a timely reminder. He recalled a friend, and it reminded him, of the adult threat many little ones faced. Least being aware of it, made it less of a threat, the awakening continuing. But in all seriousness, were we all being treated like small children, give me what i want and i’ll be quite, amen. If that was the case, we were already addicted, next. God Most High unearthed wisdom for us, from the strangest of sources, words from the hearts of those who opened the hearts of more. Maybe that was the reason for the rain, without we were withered

, too much and we would drown, wisdom, use it as a stream, and let it continue to flow, amen.