The Vocation

He is lying across the bed, in his PJ’s, a side table, on it a new Glock, the equalizer as he calls it, since he took up his vocation,  a hit man for the mafia. He is pondering, it’s a few hours before the assignment; it shouldn’t a difficult, the target has no protection; he is just another noisy environmentalist, a planning artist, he objected to a new development that threatened the water supply in his town, a bit like JFK when he was slow to embrace war, he was in the way. Room service he sighs as he swings off the bed, and pats his way to the en suite. Professional, he always likes to look good, it also helps. Well dressed types rarely arouse suspicion till it’s too late. Over the years he has liquidated a few, his vocation as he calls it, the only spirit he needs, the cash fountain that gushes the same way the blood gushes from his victim, that’s his thrill, money.

The world of God, the times of Jesus all those years ago, spell a different thrill, and a bounty at the end, that is simply beyond belief, a world based on love empathy and sharing, where there is plenty, it requires Spirit of the loving kind, intangible, you can never own it, you have to pass it on, your responsible for it, a minder.

Solomon looked at the empty church; it was over a hundred years old. He wondered how many knees had knelt at the pews, the knees, the prayers said. Years before he saw the pictures, full houses everywhere, fifty years later, they are close to despair, half empty even on the busy days, vocation. What happened in the intervening period, to cause such a flow in the other direction; they forgot about the Spirit he supposed, and thought they were running a business.  He sighed, that is easy to fix, amen.

 

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If we don’t need it why do they tease us!

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!

Me

He loves himself so much he puts himself on answerphone and listens to himself, while imposing a reality on himself that is so far removed from reality to make it real, well, they say he is crazy, how about you. The sound of his own voice soothes, so he records himself all day, then late at night he replays the whole thing again. Amazingly, people donate half a weekly wage packet to hear him sing, and they do it regularly, who am I?

It was late after Christmas dinner, they had been playing charades for over an hour, and it was beginning to get to much, even for, Me. Blame the turkey me sighed, there was something strange about it. Strange, birds eat creepy crawlies, we eat birds, strange that we don’t like creepy crawlies. Solomon sighed, he was doing the thinking. Imagine it, all those angry demons, imagine all those factory reared birds, imagine the match of all matches, matching demon spirits with those about to be decapitated for our Christmas dinner, imagine that. Disposal was a problem, even in the time of Jesus, amen.

Mirror

He hears a sound vibration, there is a band playing in the harbor, the young and the eager, there are fools who raise their heads when they hear gun shots when they should keep their heads down, never panic. He has to get closer to the action, burb burb, he is going to risk it, it’s thrash near the top, same everywhere, but if you want to sample it, you have to risk it, he pokes his fishy ear out of the water, see’s the lights flashing, hears the base sound, it’s rocking, so this is what it’s like to be human. He ingests a tab, acid rain, they used to dump nuclear stuff in the harbor, before the authorities copped on, his stomach frizzes, this is terrible, the concert in the harbor forgotten, it’s a fight for survival, so much for the Mirror, I’d rather be a fish, Ma!.

Are You a listener…..

Will you stop talking, there is something I need to say, will you stop it, she reaches for her apron, he continues to fumble, will you stop and let me get dressed, will you stop, he pesters her, she smiles and laughs, can’t wait to get away, will you stop she laughs. His tone becomes all serious, he mentions the insurance that has to be paid, and the suit she has to collect, he has an important dinner …are you listening….

Friday night. Money usually follows, in order to pay the small debt, crumbs will be left over, a new book even a dress, are you listening, will you stop, he is at her again, will you stop, she grabs the hundred dollar bill, reaches for the door handle, don’t forget he says, you got children to collect, are you listening yet.

Daphne Carauna Galizia

Journalist is blown to bits, investigating off shore corruption, and pay off, her death is reported, it’s another truth seeker cut down, during a week when the sexual interests of Hollywood’s elite comes into focus. Movies open our minds, they blur us, entertain us, and when it’s run it’s course, it’s replaced. Heroic journalist identifies theft, is aware how corruption steals from the poorest first, so she spends her life doing something about it. Every day, a new actress come forward, fills the airwaves. each day they get braver, more stories. All the while, the story of Daphne is pushed to the side. They all have accountants telling them, off shore is where it’s at, it’s legal and 100% safe, no walls, sound proof till death almost. So that’s where you stash the cash. The accountant is a Hero for giving them such great advice. The powerful and the elite hide the wealth in these places, tax wise, they don’t want attention drawn to this murky form of theft. They don’t want a repeat of the panama papers, who needs a global investigation into this legal form of theft.

Solomon imagined the time, when the off shore practices were banned entirely. That time was coming faster than a H

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The Chase

A waltz that never ends till the last breath leave you, the story of your life the start, the care, the nurture, the ageing, the disabilities and the truth of who you are, the chase. Life is more than this, have you often spun those words around in your head, there has to be more than this, it’s a phrase so many have spoken, what is it that we are living for. What is the role of your existence, it’s the billion dollar question so many want the answer to, who are we.

Fulfillment comes in many guises, the house is not big enough and my libido sucks, if i had a younger partner and a larger house, then i might be happy. Wasn’t it a paradox, the more you are of this world the more disappointing it becomes. Spiritual faith was the anchor to keeping your feet on the ground. It promoted a certain way of thinking, and it decided how you treated others, it was not complicated, it certainly wasn’t a chase for worldly riches.

You are old and you need medical assistance, you didn’t pay enough insurance, and you discover you now can’t access it. The world according to the material, and the world according to the Spiritual, one could invoke the help of God Most High, the other could invoke the help of men, one was free choice, the other came with a price. Solomon had a meeting with a non believer, a sturdy non believer, practical. He didn’t share the faith, but then again he could not imagine the experience.

There is calm in the house, there is no demon running in and out, the voices are soft. In a matter of days, the world had calmed. We are top of the tree when it comes to using free will, we can decide to alter our ways any day we chose. When addicted to the material, you can see the hardship that means, no peace of mind, and conditions on everything we do. To make ourselves feel good we compare others to ourselves, at least we are not like those.

A movie is showing and it’s all about life and death, and the consequences of harm and the dreadful punishments that occur. In the early times, they tied the man to the chair, and burned him with electricity, the same power that keeps the kitchen working. Gross they say, how could they act that way. Solomon sighed, in some places they behead people, chop the damn thing off, it sounded as if it was something real bad, it was how it was said.

The chase, what did you think of the Islamic Faith, what did you think of the christian faith, what did you think of the Jewish faith, what did you think of all these groups, many in conflict over the same question, who is God, or what is God, where to find God, a chase. The flowers came in many colors, the birds too, all nature was different, but it all supported the same living environment. Who why or what, if you believed, you were the good Samaritan, amen, the simplicity of Jesus, chase over.