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Thumbs click the icon moves quick, got ya, the game goes on, intense is the concentration, the gamer’s are enlightened, the games are burning their minds, cutting out all other interests. Imagine, creating the platform that consumes the imagination, fills the head completely, same way booze acts on the easy minded, the angry and the lonely, keeping them busy till they can’t drink any longer, comatose. The wisdom of the human race was being called into question. Solomon spent a few days among friends, and saw the control of the machine, and the fear that prevailed, when the machine was taken away, horror, anger, pleading, before finally relenting, till they got to play the game.
Too young to know about such things, well too young to know about such things, particularly when the elders preached against them, while carrying on with the same habits. Was this the story of the Pharisee’s and Jesus all those years ago. The warning given to those with responsibility for leading their flocks, the advice being simply this:
beware of those who say and don’t do, was it the same warning you get when you get to hear of the great pyramid scheme that made everyone rich, there has to be a trick.
On the holiday he watched many movies, listened to the veiled messages within; stuff that is not only adult but dangerous to the younger of the generation. Well if there are so many institutions warning us, why has nothing been done about it, access to the adult side of the web.
Children should never be exposed to this!, how often do you hear it. By the time he got to the tenth page of the newspaper, he had seen enough underwear, so much in fact it would have filled the closet of a Hollywood starlet, ..and they wonder where the ideas come from!
Empty, re load, begin again, a new day, reload begin again, the night comes, the rest, the day begins again, we start the process over, along with the baggage we collected, trying to sift through the debris, because debris is what it is, we just sift it, for the sake of change.
Solomon was reminded, was daily reminded, about the power of Great Spirit, and why the words of the Eternal Prophet would never fail: don’t collect the baggage, sift and get rid of the junk, same as said all those years ago. The teaching of old had been misused and abused, with ceremony created to make sense of the misunderstanding; it was the same as putting an extra tire on a four wheel car, what is the fifth one for, it is not supposed to be on the car, it is just a helper in the case of a break down.
For years they have been trying to understand the true meaning of the words, why were the words spoken in the first place; forgiveness and access to
Love was the same thing, you don’t give demons a leg to hold onto, let the baggage go and watch the life soar. Demons had to feed on the excess of human kind, while love needed love to survive.
Solomon read the miracle work carried out by an outsider to the established churches, at a time when the major churches had admitted the era of the miraculous had ceased. Solomon encountered that healing Spirit, his only question was, where did that Spirit go for all those years. It was time for head change, and for the truth to be known; God is inside you, thereby, don’t fill the head with useless filler that keeps you busy, head change required.
A woman is filled with the Spirit, an energy that comes from afar, it has the power to heal, word spreads everywhere, Her name is Sister Aimee McPherson, she lived in the early parts of the 1920’s, started the revival movement, a woman, and this at a time when women had few rights, just imagine it. They came to her in droves, they even built the great Theater in Los Angeles, what was the history of this woman, and more importantly, where did that Spirit go. If it was around once it will be around again.
Solomon was reading the story of the pioneering spirit, who filled meeting halls and temples to over flowing capacity, while delivering the healing help, what happened to this great energy. It was an insight to to today, when preachers had lost that initial zeal, tied down by too many burdening rules, as if the impressionists themselves were under threat as they painted their great masterpieces. Who was Aimee McPherson.
Did you hear, She tells them she needs help, it’s only a call for attention, did you not hear, I was needing your attention, whatever attention was or the intention of the attention, what was it for, did you need me to listen, did you want my attention, is that it? The lengths some people go to be heard, just to get your attention, catch your thinking, wanting you to think about them, seeking your attention.
Solomon sighed, the online world was over coming most forms of instant communications, it was simply faster. A friend nudges him, you would not believe what you’d find on the internet, you wouldn’t believe it, the eyes widen, as if the stuff you wouldn’t want to believe was real after all, even though you wouldn’t want to believe it, do you get me, have i got your attention. Solomon shook his head, the only attention you want is on the book of the living, and getting into that needs your attention.
Answer: No one Yesterday, I wrote about the Hindu god, Ganesha, being worshiped in a Roman Catholic church. See here. Really strange stuff. That got me to thinking a bit more about Hinduism. Readers of this blog know I was a big fan of The Byrds rock and roll band way back in the day. […]
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