Lifting The Spirit

“it does not lift itself, you have to pump the gas, there is an endless supply when we do.

Solomon was reading a story, the ancient worlds, well, 3,000, or 2,000 odd years ago, seems a long time, but when you break it down and add the years of a small community together, the combined ages of six families can exceed a 1,000 years lived very easily. In the days of old, walls made of mud, warm weather, the shepherds in the hills, the women fetching water from the wells, meals prepared in pots, smoke drifting across the yard, children playing, no one worrying either, is the goat getting fat, the only fear, the thought of war, otherwise, plain sailing, the only other threat, the fear of the Romans, they controlling the lands. The Original Jews, believers mainly, worshiping the sabbath, teaching in the temple, waiting for the Messiah to arrive, as written in their ancient books. A lot of discipline required, the communities labor daily, the pharisee’s play at politics, soothing the angst within the community, keeping the roman’s at arms length, who allow them freedom over their own affairs.

We read these stories today, and then we try to compare those times to these, we add what we perceive to be today’s way of thinking, todays standards, to what was going on in those times and we try and make it sound logical, which is not easy, if downright, impossible. Don’t Marry outside your own, do this, do that, adultery an anathema, you can’t have that, it will destroy the peaceful community, you can’t get a bus and arrive in New York, after messing up in Los Angeles. You get the point, it wasn’t as we see things today. But passing on the Spirit, the strengthening of it, passing it on to those already endowed with it, same as passing on your traits, getting stronger and wiser as a result. Lifting the Spirit,isn’t it great to have a Spirit that is strong and full of good purpose, rather than a Spirit that is strong and full of resentment and hate. One version leads you to a life of Great Hope,the other version leads to a world of tyrants. Nurturing in a sound environment, lifting the Spirit, amen.

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Paid to Cause Chaos….

how often, she is unbalanced as it is, she is literally a push over, there is only so much she can handle, they tear away at her like ferrets, she is slowly worn down, the way a herd of hyenas tracks a lion, one group replaces the other, till the great lion is downed, there is one of him/her

, by many of them. Solomon sighed, the way the news can drown the mind, and the tactics used by those who try to undermine what they can’t destroy.

In the old days, the sticks were collected, the people assembled in the square, the bonfire lit, the victim burns, many of them women, who happened to have ideas, nothing more.

But he recalled the ancient words of Jesus, and what he spoke of the Holy Spirit, then thought of those who tried to harm the vulnerable, those that supplied those of perverse habits, those that encouraged dark habits in children, wasn’t it all an assault on the Inner Spirit, too right it was, just no one was saying it. As for those who cause chaos, he felt sorry for them, they only put marks on themselves, you are never alone, having seen the Spirit, there was no cause for alarm….

The Monday Appointment

The train ride, it’s not what you planned, the appointment, the day you got the news, there is something there, we have to investigate, suddenly all your plans are turned over, everything is in doubt. Meanwhile, there are those who pass you in the aisle, laughing and merry, probably going on vacation, perhaps to visit a friend, your thoughts are all in the past, the Spirit is low, faces come to mind, stuff you were involved with, your filled with a sense of dread, this could be the day you get the news, well, the news you can’t avoid, like death itself, it makes you think. In the past you stopped at shop windows, you’d look good in that…carefree, the only thing you notice, stuff all about yourself.

When faced with your time of earth, and how it could be cut short, anything can happen, remember the morning of 9/11, a normal Monday too, or any of the disasters, it does make one think, what if, would you do it different if you got the chance, or if you had a prayer, what would you include in it. Life is fragile, the human mind and heart is easily harmed, as the past has shown, so what would you do, if you were given the chance of a second life, an extension. In a world that seemed to be encouraging stuff that was dividing souls, what would you do to assist it’s recovery.

Then imagine, you have that choice every morning you wake up, to do something life giving.  This morning, as many make the journey, imagine it, your not on a life or death mission, wondering if the news will be good or bad, but on a journey of Hope, where you can decide to change a life.

Buried Love

Buried Love, burden inside, the weight of loss, another inquiry perhaps, the screams and calls, must investigate this, what if, more questions, years later same question, same painful answer, what if perhaps, so many carry this weight, it eats it grows, hidden in addictions, passed onto generations, time to stop, and resurrect the love, women in particular, men also, childhoods lost, the children given away, the children lost, the hard decisions made, isn’t it time, a day of peace, to ease the heart, admit the past, put the love to rest, allowing hearts to grow again, an inquiry is no solution, damn inquiries, a lawyers opportunity, day of prayer and understanding, amen. God Most High is all mercy, society isn’t good at that, and when the time comes, he’ll or she’ll have one question to ask, what did you do to forgive and heal, and that includes yourself, amen.

prescription alley

Cocaine fuelled opinionated and out there, rabbiting on with machine gun speed, treated like idols over the world, your children taking example from twisted minds, it’s an open secret in a fashionable world,  no police raids no political outcry, cause they depend on the fund raising of the few, a teacher appears in school, under the influence or such news, you’d be there, demanding something be done, blame them for child’s excesses,  and you’d think half right, . so much opinion relayed via mediae, why has nothing been done, to curb this alien influence,  you drive under the influence, you’re a danger to society, inflame other minds under the influence, nothing to get worked up about, what’s the reasoning for this, in front of your eyes, allowing criminals to grow rich, no wonder they smirk, it’s a joke you see, the say the war on drugs is a menace to society, well nothing ever was more true,  one  side of the equation usual zealots, waiting in the grass to snare anyone famous, they catch them they cry out, look at the great job we have done, it’s time up for those things they pursue, really. If there is a brain out there, please respond before it’s too late, cause it’s prescription alley where all the damage is done.Image