get up and walk, get up and walk, the man got up and walked. In the beginning, words, in the end, words, the power of thought, the power of God within, it’s waiting to to awoken in you, it’s that simple. It was no blind comment, the proof was 2,000 years old. It was not an if, or a maybe, it was written in ancient civilizations. The pyramids, the holy sites, the visions of the prophets. it was not rocket science. Solomon was reading an old book, well new in one way, it was only 130 years old, a blip in our life history. He sighed ,why didn’t they explain it in the simple way it was given to them, this life was a transition, there was more to come. Well, if they fill your heads with all that is this world, what else will you think. Blind the mind, burn the heart, and survive, don’t think so, amen.
Have an opinion, well you’ll probably lose your job, Yes men, whatever you do, don’t criticize, you’ll face a barrage of lawyers to begin with, instigate a workforce against you, possible get yourself burned, happened to Joan of Arc, whom later was deemed a saint, have an opinion it
s fine, just don’t tell anyone, she’s afraid to say anything, it’s the story of the silent majority in most places, until the election comes along, at least your vote is private but little else. Propaganda, you better have an opinion, well you’ll hear it so often, it’s all you’ll be able to remember. Repeat and repeat, eventually you become what you eat, and that includes the mentality you acquire. Solomon was reminding himself of the work of many reformers, who had to go to the ends of the earth to be heard, same could be said of Pope Francis, who declared the wrongs of the church he has come to guide out of the doldrums, and he faced huge difficulties even among his own, for criticizing the regime openly. Solomon regularly cast ideas and thoughts into his prayers, and to this day wondered, in the year 2016, why there was no adult section to the worldwide web, as surely, the children of the current generation, deserved head space, before they learned more about the world.
just an idea, why are you saying this, i thought you liked me, he looks are her, why he wonders does she behave like this, the sowers of doubt, where does it come from, a previous experience, and the harm it caused, she’s been tossed around, used in the past, it is her hidden history, now she uses it like a sword to cut the heart up, of others, getting even, seriously. I never knew you he said, why didn’t you tell me, amen.
the words of old, the resentment passed on, getting even, isn’t that a mantra, which we are regularly reminded of, the wars started in anger, and the legacy they passed on.
Solomon was reminding himself of the destructive nature of being unable to forgive, the legacy issues he was trying to point out, forgive forgive, his words went beyond what they meant. In anger or stress, he knew how human behaviour worked, we retreat, to that other space where we had that similar feeling, it was a lesson he was passing on, unless you forgave, you passed on prejudice and fear.
Donald Trump are you listening, amen!
solomon shared company, a distorted soul trying to cause a divide within a family, he listened, and played along, listening, there was a demon in her mist, he was listening.
Guess who I saw with peggy sue dude!
the get together,
results in a collaboration,
that is ever lasting,
real not synthetic,
human in every way,
way it’s supposed to be,
move over bob, here comes Donald, bob the builder got the blues, The Donald is stealing his bricks and mortar, not just Mexico folks, he is building walls in Co.Clare Ireland also, shouldn’t he be taking them down though, in such a divided world, well, do you want leaders who create….well.. where is my digger shouts donald, bob sulks in the corner, that used to be mine! Hillary smiles, I’ll bury him with the cement, Donald puts his foot in it again, this stuff sticks he yells, amen
out of my head, i don’t want to experience that again, the night comes so does the fear, alone in one self, no one to hold onto, the terror of the demon, raking through the mind, choosing the nightmare scenario, what will we trouble you with tonight, the vampires wipe the blood from their mouths, this is an unbelievable feast, i’ll come along later he says,. the leader among them, there’s a movie i want to watch first, popcorn coke crisps and a good scare all right, in my head in my head he sings, what is it that’s in their little heads, the menu of anxiety, i’ll have a night cap with them later and frighten a child… too darn easy, but there was a surprise waiting for him, amen.
Solomon was a child once, was still a child before his father eye’s, understood the night terrors caused and who planted them, in my head they were singing when they arrived, but they soon fled in terror when they realized, that Great Spirit was on the premises, now they roam the world trying to get out of their heads, … in my head, what’s in there anyway?