The Pearly Gates Moment….

Getting ready to have the last breath of this world, preparing for the graduation ceremony, you feel the heat, there is a slight panic, you are nervous of course, you have been practicing for this moment all your life, the beats intensify, the moment is near, what will the first question be, you go through the check list ,pass that one, won’t answer the section on charity, give the envy part a miss, you are running out of options, only because you are nervous, but you have been a good student all your life, bing, the machine goes dead, your in forever land, the land is green, there is brightness in one part, you see your friends who passed the test, over in the other corner, those you want to forget, some who wanted to forgive, did i pass the test. St Peter opens the Gate, he scans your soul, what state is it in, did you learn anything he asks, why you ask a question like that, Peter shakes the head, didn’t they tell you, life is a learning experience, not a day trip. You can’t find your voice, but it doesn’t matter, the scan is going fine, no major cracks on the disk, at least they can make sense of it. From around the corner a voice calls out, did you find one

yet, Peter turns his shoulder, not yet, but it’s getting closer. The pearly gates moment, what a day, amen.

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Old Bones

The door swings open on the bleep, procedures, security at the old folks home, they are afraid of intruders, while the inmates watch the door hoping someone will visit, anyone it seems, the comparison, just a lesson, who we let into our lives, and who we decide is good enough, the human race, old bones in the end. He climbs the stairs, it’s a bright spot, those inside are lucky, well cared for, and it smells fresh, none of the odors you get as you get older, yeah, that stuff, ever wonder why in big cities they have those sweet smells, the council does the perfume routine, and pours it into the underground sewers, how sweet, we are all the same in the end, old bones.

The blip, he enters the room, tired face, years gone by, etched with memory, and as the days close out, the regrets too, Solomon is there to add comfort, not that it will be that much, he knows how to raise the Spirit, and when the Spirit rises, old bones are renewed, the wrinkles turn into smiles, and the old bones are no longer old bones, but a friend again.

He listened to the radio story, the inhabitants of the home, the eyes pointed towards the door, they are hoping for a visitor, but they never come, says the nurse in charge. Solomon sighed, we all fade to some degree, we all get old, we all have memory, and then we become undesirable, well, not as useful as before, old in many cases. Did we not realize the wisdom lying in those beds, and what they can teach us. He takes a deep breath, naive perhaps, but you never dieP1060580 when you continue to learn, even when it came to old bones, amen.

Our First Date.. OFD for short, put it into your smart phone quick!

The expression on her face was unnatural, he didn’t think it looked human, well, that was no surprise, they met on the dating app, fix me now, he hadn’t seen one of those for awhile, what planet are you from he asked, her lips were on her eyebrows, her jaws wider than her head, was she a serpent or a giant whatever, he could not make it out, but she sure enjoyed herself, however, he wasn’t going to call that number again. Then what was normal, normal, how could anyone change so fast in the space of a few seconds, then he recalled the magic of child birth, odd comparison, but there was no closer example.

The cocaine is on toilet top, the other executives hear the noise, any for me they ask, you have your own he shouts. What are we going to do with the bitch, they refer to the boss, what a dose of bad luck, a woman in charge, they had to pretend for so long, with the guys in charge, there was no limits at all.

What a drama, you could buy powder anywhere, but honest to good home grown, no where to be found, who were they fooling, amen. Jimmy buys the quarter, at twelve he is the oldest, the others will share the head wrecking stuff, well, when  they saw what the adults were doing on line, they could hardly believe it, and if that was considered normal, a little weed couldn’t do all that harm, well, they were not trying out the stuff they were seeing, every second page, the same stuff, how big, how long, how often, the bang, very Un Jesus like, well, the teacher never mentioned that stuff in the olden times, maybe it’s a reference to Pompeii or something.

The contradictory messages, pull the big weeds, remove the demons, remind them, he looked out the window, the sun was doing what it always did, he just had to write it. He didn’t get annoyed, just a little fired up, the fish were jumping, the human atmosphere chaotic, a lot of movement, time to catch a few nice ones, well, they say it’s the best time to fish, and Solomon was not going to miss the opportunity, amen.

 

We can’t allow that stuff online, self harming, the other guys laughs, he was watching some serious bondage stuff the night before, if self harm had any meaning, then bondage must be the cherry on top, imagine, paying to get beat. Violence is a turn on, for far too many it seems. The geek with the smile and executive Jet, explains, well, if you have the money you can buy it, and no one gets hurt he emphasizes, goes on to explain he has a doctor and entire medical team in the room next door, in case it goes too far, and this is the human world….

Jesus flailing a whip, what did they think of this stuff, Solomon

encountered angels, servants of God, saw them in shapes, the Spirit itself, the picture from above, and so many other experiences, all said the same thing, reform, well, it was reforming, first you have the news, the outing of the characters, and then the better understanding begins to occur, just don’t loose the plot, he could hear the sigh of relief, how else do you get heard these days!.

I had a Dream…

Actually, I have had lots of dreams, Great Spirit was talking to me, I saw the pictures, first came the fears, He said okay I understand, got it off my chest, I sighed, and slept on, the visions came to me, the contradictions, the armies that unite in the way of Love, and it was simply this, I saw impoverished countries, third world, the poor were drinking out of tin cans, while the army rolled around in glossy tanks, and I said to myself, or Great Spirit said, why is there a need for all these countries to arm themselves, and the answer came immediately, cause there are others who will use arms against them, and those willing to finance them, in particular if there is any wealth involved.

The pictures in the glossy brochure, with it’s assortment of products, all designed to Kill, the various sales people, reporting from all the trouble zones, giving their opinions on the value of the market, and the PR king asking if there is anything to help the decision along. In the waiting room, the next tyrant waits, he sad story of evictions on his lips, telling them how good it will be for all, once we get rid of the sitting one. The glee of the President, even the white house approves, and the circle goes on.

Meanwhile, women walk miles just to get a bucket of water, roads cracked, hospitals that survive on first world hand outs, while the soldiers on the street, parade the latest technology there is, while great wealth lies underneath the soil.

It was a vision that was the opposite to what Love demands, it was a reminder of the demons that exist, when Money is all there is. So I asked for an answer and got some good arguments, without the ability to defend ourselves, we would not last a week, we have to have the arms, who will defend us. In the off shore haven they pile the cash, the demons among them, cause cash is the new King, so the dream went on.

Solomon sighed, the signs from the Heavens, were more powerful than all the arms in the world, and no amount of argument could alter that simple truth, and with the signs from above, it was only wisdom, that those on the earth, sat down, and finally realized, they were no longer in control, even if they thought they were, they are just custodians, nothing more. In the past, they silenced so many voices, but those days were done, and dusted, amen.

Oh What a Dream…

The Heat is on….

Pressure, the time to choose, opinions and the principle, the esteem of friends, their words got him elected, now he is their pawn, they were using him all along, you will make a great speaker, people like the sound of your voice, why don’t you get yourself selected, we’ll help of course, the journey he recalls.

He is old now, the early words of pride, they hit him at the right time, at a low ebb, he needed a lift, the work he was doing created walls, he had to lift all the time, then they came and helped him, his so called friends. The first favor was a small ask, just reduce the size of the green area, we can put up more houses instead, he shrugged, didn’t seem much he voted for a new health center to ease the guilt, and they came again, then he wouldn’t budge, the day it all went wrong, the heat was on. No, no he said, that is a step too far, I am not going to promote the casino, the trouble is will cause, can’t you put it somewhere upstate, they nodded no, their lawyer steps forward, Sorry to have to do this John, he opens the envelope lays in on the table, the images are stark and clear, he coughs puts his glasses on, Atlantic City has never been the same since, the heat was put on.

He is eighty plus, years have passed, he has grandchildren, he can’t let them find out, it would ruin them, their careers, his credibility would be in the thrash, how is he going to keep it all intact, they have crucified others, now they want to buy his son, his

replacement.

Solomon sighed, the league of demons, they never give up, they worship the price tag and nothing else, if only they would listen, heavenly Spirit was pouring out, signs from the Great Father of Heaven and Earth, their demon counterparts in those places, had lost, the Spirit was free to roam to places they never expected, there was no need for the righteous to worry, the heat was on the demons and no one else.

The Battle Rages

Nothing is impossible. nothing, North Korea, the dark kingdom, opening up, it is a start, two arch enemies reaching out a hand, the regular pharisee minded, complaining as usual, as if they are loosing some ground, their dreaded predictions not so dreadful after all, another brick in the wall is loose, while the battle flares elsewhere. How often do we castigate those who reach out, while saying it needs to be done, while doing nothing at all, but complaining. The more we learn about each other, the easier we are to understand, how stupid is that.

Solomon sighed, the stuff so many hide inside, when all they have to do is talk about it, amen.

Cut to the Mexican Border, over simple law separation time, children from Parents, in cages, not the version of the U.S, you want to imagine, well, it’s happening, amen.

The Gasping Fish

Johnny trout is gasping, he is finding it hard to breath, another ton of garbage slides off the trawler, big chunk of toxic waste, boy the neighborhood has changed. Yo bro, his cousin calls him over, what is wrong with you, i can’t breath, his cousin sighs, when did you notice it, it has been going this way for years, light weight, what a cod!

Solomon encountered the Holy Spirit, remind them Dear Father, they have to do a clean up, and the children are over stressed to, they can’t cope and they hide their ways, the others, wonder if they get away with it, remind them Please, before they turn the oceans to waste.  Solomon sighed, that will get their minds moving, his prayers being heard that’s all, the day of the excuse was finally over.