I’m a neighbor too

They,

hurry past the house, they know who lives there, the old lady is weird, they hurry their steps as they pass by. Inside their home, they bolt the doors, safe in doors, free from the world, the only thoughts, those they share with each other. The news, the story of a sickness, she thinks more anticeptic, he plans to wash more, they are a careful couple. Around the world, mortality is threatened, news of infection, not far from the attitude of those, who having wealth, are not into mixing with their poorer friends; they will only ask for help, don’t you know what they want. Neighbors.

Solomon sighed, a world threatened is a chance to develop new ways, or the return to old styles of caring. He recalled the truly great philanthropists, from the early 1900’s, the landmarks they left behind, the culture they encouraged, the gifts they gave to all, not selecting among the friends, a long time ago. maybe the new crisis, would encourage a new world outlook. Time was needed to size up the dirt that needed cleaning; did they really want their children to grow up stressed; as if they could do nothing.

Solomon recalled the night of the Spirit, the power of words that came with it; no power on earth could come close to it, amen. Neighbors, where were the borders, since we could reach out to every part of the world with our thoughts, thanks to the web.

Dante’s Comedy Divine, 2020

Angels are all around us, they watch us when we stand before the mirror, don’t be paranoid, you will encounter them in time and they have seen it all, how you pose, the twists before the mirror, how you grab the fat around your waste, the dirt in your ears, what you do with the garbage, what you really think of your friends, your likes dislikes, it’s not a secret, that’s in your mind, and the Spirit can access that when it wants, relax, you didn’t drop a bomb on any one or invade a country for wealth reasons, the example of Saul of the road to Damascus is there to encourage you, and those beams of light, it’s not that much of a mystery, relax, but I would recommend giving up the porn habits though, they can become you. So the angels are on the look out, children see this every day, don’t be alarmed, you are addicted to this world, most people are, like Madonna says, it’s a very material world, don’t panic, just imagine the view they have of the average life, if this interests you, read on, imagine the invisible audience, have a worlds view of what’s going on, and don’t worry when your on the loo, we all have to do that stuff, just wash your hands when your finished.

Inside the apartment, pretend you’re watching a movie, and if after the movie you have issues, get down on your knees and ask for help, you will be surprised how fast it will arrive. Once your heart starts working again, as intended, things happen that will surprise you. Whatever you do, don’t smirk too much.

No time to waste, I’m getting fat, watching TV

and all of that.

Bored, unable to handle reality, need a time out, TV, sit there like a zombie, and eat it all up, and plan to do the same tomorrow.

A sorbet for dessert sounds yummy, A chunk of rich fat for my tummy. Yums, a knock at the door, God it’s you, what did you call for.

And so the Story goes, I ask her in, she’s humble and polite.

TV Dinner I see, she says with delight. One click of her

Hand, the TV explodes. I gasp and wonder, what the hell

Is going on, half the world is starving while the other

Half wonders what they’d like to cook

(the image, what will the elders do about that, excuses)

So you might wonder, whoever is reading this, what the hell is going

On. Let me explain…

I’ve wondered the world over, for that one kind heart, that one person, who might help stop this crap. Children are exhausted, women feel like meat, men behave like second hand car salesmen, my girl won’t do that.

Writer, revolution, change merchant, defender of truth, I’ve come Across the worst and the best in less than a week. So while all of us hurry to our next important date, don’t forget the important details and the most important of fates, a face to face with the creator of the earth. I know this to be true; he walks the earth each day. Most of us are too busy to notice like. Will you put some diesel in the tank champ, I’m from limerick boy!!

None of us are going to change the world, but together we must try.

And as the blessings flow in places, don’t worry about vocation, life is one, from the start you have choices. If exploiting is how you see it, I’m sure now you are having panic attacks of sorts, well, what if, maybe, yes, it’s real, amen.

He rolls into the office, the headlines are on the desk, Mary brings his coffee in, anything else boss she says, he nods, a cursory roll of the hand, be off it says while I have a read through this. The lawyer took care of that, and they hired investigators too, totally clean he assumes, there were a few. it is still unsettling, even if it hasn’t reached his office yet, meanwhile, down at the parish office, they are discussing child welfare issues, raise your hands, in the house of whom, and in the name of whom, stuff that does not need answers, imagine it, a world created that had a bias towards men, and the problems it brought, same as giving an Austrian corporal a mega phone, when the nation was suffering, suffering for what, wasn’t it the industrial behemoths that ended the war, not the soldiers themselves, winner the spoils, only gave rise to serious resentment, and opportunity to extremists, the others worn out after such a struggle with fate. Human ingenuity, no prizes for guessing, just add in the unseen made real, no books either, no platitudes, heard them all, of course I know, you support Spirit, you never stop reminding everyone, be glad, someone listens.

The jet encounters engine trouble, a few stomach churning moments, calm again, you wonder if it’s a warning, do you believe in serendipity, those lies you convinced yourself with, don’t have the same hold anymore, hasn’t caught everyone, not the way you hoped.

The new gizmo’s, can’t keep up with them, technology is moving too fast, the brain is not wired for this speed of thought, the income has to flow, otherwise no expansion plans, probably worried to hire, you remember your own ambitions, they will get rid of you, when the time comes, but being experienced, you plan an exit that looks good on paper.

Who will distract you next, the use of chemicals is ongoing, how long will they continue to be affective, they will figure out another, give her a call, that takes care of the afternoon, the days pass, the new recruit has a handle on it, one of those, yes boss types. No imagination, follows orders, he will be the go to man, you just give him instructions, as if you’re a retiring boss, haven’t seen the wife for awhile, how patient she is now, before she was a nuisance, imagine putting your children before success, unthinkable. The conscience begins to unfurl.

Out of Help Out of Friends, Help…

She sits listless at the table, an array of medications before her, there are multiple tablets to take, blood pressure to worry, she has the whole damn thing covered, so her doctor said, this will get you through everything, she accepted his advice. Four years later she rues that day, she did what she was told, now she is isolated from her family, and she needs the medicine, more and more, she has a decision to make, she makes it everyday, she could take them all and end it, it’s right before her eyes, all that medication. She is not stupid, just a little unwell, the reason she went to the doc in the first place. She never realized it was all so addictive; what if, she turns her mind to the past.

Solomon was listening the the words of a friend, how perception is so influential his friend said. He could not agree more. When the world became individualized, how everything was itemized, how it only suited those in strict routines with narrow boundaries; the perfect recipe for human obliteration; the machine says this, here is how your supposed to think.

Jane is at the table, she counts the tablets, only seven. A glass of water, she will pop them, them fall into a tiredness, that will force her to sleep. Out of the way, out of trouble, no one will worry about her and her family will lose interest in her.

Solomon sighed; he hoped those who stole the resources of the people realized the harvest they had created, how is dripped down, leaving many without the necessary. he had seen the cloud, and much more, and there were some serious changes going on, that responded to real Love, what’s that you ask, Solomon wasn’t surprised by the question, you don’t hear people talk about it, but being Saint valentines week, they might yet understand.

Steal from the Holy Spirit, oh what a cost?

 

 

 

 

I need a Miracle

Words we have all expressed at times, imagine it, the wonder of ancient times, The man with God’s Spirit, he healed them, how their hearts must have soared, deliverance had arrived, as the prophets foretold. The year is 2020, the words of the old mature, they haven’t faded away, will there be any Spirit left it was said, when the great returner re appears. The question of faith, what does it mean, how do you build a relationship with God, through love actually. Then what is love; is it a controlling influence, or a question of example. Jesus was accused by the pharisee’s of having demons in him, well, how else could he do it, and the demon even had a name in those days, it’s not made up. Then Jesus says to his friends; I will go away, but don’t worry, the helper will arrive, the Holy Spirit, and will tell all about me, and more, and guide you back to the ways of God. I need a miracle, many say, I suppose that’s the wonder in those who believe in God, there is only One.

Solomon was reading the journey of many good souls; there are lessons in good books, those that teach us life enhancing ways. In nearly all of them, like a good movie, their is strife, there is struggle, many of them are examples of the Struggle of Jesus in olden times. And what did Jesus say to his followers, don’t fret, stand firm, I have defeated the world, your freedom is at hand.

If you want God’s Spirit to reside in you, you got to clean up inside yourself, where else can the Spirit dwell, the connection, how you treat others, and those bad habits you need improving on.

Tyrants Anonymous meets..

The organizer, a three year old child, a little boy with a big heart. He heard a voice. Get them together, and tell them what you heard. The boy told his pals, we got God on our side, lets organize a meeting. So the first meeting of T.A was organized. Being organized by children, it attracted a most unusual crowd, what was the interest. They stretched around the corner, and ran for miles, the bullies.

The children look at each other, how are we going to deal with this lot. A tramp appears out of nowhere, I know where they are heading, a reversal of fortune, he says. The first will be last, the last will be first. That’s what Jesus said!.

Who are you the little kids said. I’m the overseer he replied. The children nod, That’s God or one of his close friends. You never know who you meet these days. Do Tyrants eat popcorn asked a voice, a young girl with entreprenerial skills. Well, we might as all well feed them, give them treats, before they have to visit that other place.

Priorities

A warehouse full of unused munitions, no war on the Horizon, what are we going to do with all this stuff. The General looks at the huge collection of weapons, what do they cost, commissions, he had a few contacts, today he is not so sure. There are signs of Heavenly interventions; attempts to build division between nations, have all collapsed, he wonders what will be the cost; he calls himself a believer, many of his friends too.

The board meeting is about the unused resources, the stock is piling up. Any suggestions says the newest member of the board; a war would be useful states a voice, there is a chuckle in the room, a side comment is heard, not that again says the CEO, you didn’t complain when we deposited $20 million in your off shore account. Me says the voice.

If Country A falls out with Country B, then C will get involved, meanwhile we can get that movement going, which will increase tensions, and with that other nut job, it’s only a matter of time, before it all blows up, problem solved. Great Strategy Chief, all the heads nod. So we need to start a war to get the show moving; Is all in agreement then. They all nod again. Who do we have in foreign policy asks another. Another voice sounds; This is like a Grisham thriller, the CEO laughs, you think this is Grisham, dam peace maker.

Solomon wondered, didn’t they all know, that all the background thinking was food for the Spirit. So they met in secret places, so they tried to bribe all, so they owned governments, they were all on the radar, amen, at a time when the Heavenly Spirit was trawling the world. Solomon wanted to send them the Spirit, a story would do instead, you have to have priorities.

 

The Horse Trainer

He walks around the paddock, his head raised high, his eyes pointing, his head recalling, the posture of the filly, is she walking all right, he doesn’t want to alarm the animal, he appears not to notice, it has to be natural, throws a a sly look, was that a limp, maybe she has a back problem, watching, how we carry ourselves. Wake up Sean, you are doing it again, what he says, his attention back in the moment. What Dear he says. She has a snarl in her eye, I saw you looking at her. They are outside a restaurant. You never gave me that attention, the thought she keeps inside her. She is getting older, not that she is old. WE all love to be noticed, when we are in the prime of our lives. We all want to be noticed, we want to be of interest in the street.

She leaves her house, her trolley before her, she can’t carry weight on her shoulders, her blonde tresses are turning to grey, her walk is not as smart, age, tiredness, a lot of emotional stuff inside. She lights up when she catches the eye of a passer by, they used to gaze at her, when she was young, memories.

Solomon sighed, how we look at each other. There were many well dressed young women and men, strutting themselves. How would a horse trainer

size them up. He heard the words before, hips do this, legs do that, it wasn’t sexual as the moral brigade tried to impress on us, it was just our nature, we all watch, and wonder, life is a gift. Beepers, imagine what it’s like, you are a race horse, you know you have the ability, in the right hands, the potential will show, patience required. How talent flourishes in the right hands. Jesus only had to wish it sometimes and people recovered, sometimes it was touch. Look in the eyes, are you well, doesn’t every mother know that, and they all didn’t have PhD’s in psychology.

Those who fed fear into the world, he hoped they had celestial insurance, amen.