i’m older not that much wiser was wise from the beginning, born with a mission to say it how it is, a rare feat these days in a world of spun news, where the fabric of truth is of so many textures, no one knows what’s been said or by whom….many albums later, and cheery nights a few brandies and a new book, i’m getting older now and so is my voice, but the truth remains the same, in the days ahead let the truth out, one day it might surprise you, amen. thanks Mr Cohen for the insightful thoughts and many more years ahead, amen.
it’s for others,
just a day,
isn’t it time,
who can complain if children of all types and religions, get the opportunity to play together, who wins, everyone seeking peace,
too many chemicals in the air the bee’s in trouble,
too many promises that they will never ever keep,
too many chat’s about the climate we depend upon,
to many leaders with their paws in the candy jar,
so what climate are they talking the change of,
the political climate the social climate what then!,
they said all this more than forty years ago,
and we all know what has happened since then.!
Mutilating female body parts,
marking the parts below,
what are they stating,
there’s a problem there,
and we wonder about example,
where do they learn such things,
is is is,
“all there is is is today”
Me, me, what about me, my life, my love, my performance last night, my oh my, this my thing can last a life time, my oh my, my God, my children, my pension, never my environment, my oh my, when it’s called being responsible, my doesn’t enter the equation, my, why that, my, never thought of that, my, and when my, becomes all about me, it usually means the end of me, there is no me when it comes to loving, yes, you got it, no room for me in the rules of love, my oh my, what will me do, when it’s all about me, meaning life, it shrinks, you end up needing a shrink, great if your self obsessed and can afford it, great if you’re a salesman, absolutely insane, if it’s love you need, cause if it’s all about me, there is nothing left for anyone else, cause you spend all you time, thinking about me, amen. God shares loves encourages and provides, in the most wonderful ways, if he thought about me, I don’t assume, I’m certain, none of our world would ever have existed, room for thought about me, as they say, aaah, what about me, me just got lost, and two became one, love wins every time. Check the image in the sky, it’s about us all, not me!
screams and cries hear our pleading, the call of vengance echo’s throughout the world, situations manufactured, the Great God Most High, he sees the deception no one is going to fool him, will deal with the evil one’s head on. Seeds are sown hoping to undermine, traitors and friends scheme in the background, reminders the Davos Elite, God Most High watches closely, sending down the angels, into their arms he holds us safely, the battle begins the words fly, the book of the living opens in the skies, God Most High lets out a smile, see the image below it’s real, friends and those to trust are in short supply, he sends down wisdom to prop up their efforts, the horses run faster the results speak for themselves, salvation has arrived in the city, they have learned to love again, their wicked plans are in pieces, that’s the way it is smiles God, it was a close horse race, but it’s the thrill that encourages the seekers, just climbing the mountain, a little higher up a hand reaches, it was you he smiles as he stands on the peak of it, a lot of trouble in the valley below, avalanche and snowfalls, de dum de dum de dum dum dee, great ideas come in well wrapped secrets, amen. No one is blameless here, the watchers and the beers, the world is a gift, not a playground for your every desires, and the power you crave.
- everyone needs it, it’s never yours, don’t abuse it
- it’s a gift
- the only one
and at the end of your life, you’ll have to account for it, did you hold it too tight, did you bury it under the mattress, did you distort it, were you outwardly an angel, a devil in the dark, love is the only intangible of Interest to God Most High, the guy in the Sky picture, he’s divine and connected as they say, so when he taps the door, will you hand him a bowl of sorrows, a fridge full of excuses, or some refined love. It’s not often we get warnings in the sky, perhaps it’s time for wholesale change, a limit on behaviour, a wealth limit too, as too few with so much distort an awful lot. I hear your reaction already, share, you got to be kidding, horror, I’ll have to sell my private jet, not even close, more more more, well, you can’t carry it into the grave with you, the Egyptians tried that, and you see what happened there, the ending wasn’t the one they planned for, and I don’t see why that will change, unless we all change, and the picture of the Man in the Sky, is a calling to all, from a divine source, amen.