Love connects, the sun comes out, the heart heals, prayers are answered. Why doubt the possibilities, it was amazing. Solomon looked at the picture, he posted it 1,000 times, it’s real. the answer to a prayer, proof of divine intervention, what else did they need to know, zip.
Pioneering spirit, the waves of soul, climbed unforgiving hills, some made some not, but those who lost, made it for others, someone goes first, someone makes it, sets the others free, and some are just lucky. Whatever, character can’t be bought, it is made. And Faith can’t be faked, many have tried, this we have to believe. In crisis you’ll discover, if it’s real.
Solomon was reading about early pioneering spirit, souls from all over the world, converged in a new land, seeking freedom and hopefully prosperity, their steps sometimes the first, not that they were first, the natives having been there years, from all across the continent, north and south, east and west, and the natives all believed in great spirit.
What was a god send for some, a nightmare for the natives, as the pioneers brought modernism, new mechanisms for solving disputes, and the habits that they grew up with. There were many lessons to be learned. Many cultures and wisdoms brushed aside. Forgiveness was badly in need of exercise. The resentments many carried inside them.
It was no surprise that it all came back to old teaching, every dispute, anger, envy, it was laid out in a very simple way. Solomon reflected upon what Faith was, a real time gift that you could not purchase, just trust me was all he said, how true those words in the context of what was happening, marry yourself to love, but like those storms, it can sometimes get rough.
Jesus cross’s the sea of Galilee, it’s wild weather and stormy, his companions wake him up suddenly, what now he thinks, perhaps in the middle of a great dream or simply a rest, no, it’s not going to sink, puts his head back down and shrugs, what do I have to do next. St. Paul gets shipwrecked, ends up where he’s supposed to be. Solomon gets crushed in his car, changes the landscape of his life, you just have to believe and forgive..
East west north or south, religious practice, personal choices, what you are about to read is all true.
Friday Saturday Sunday, whatever, just leave one day aside, Love is divine, we encourage it, we survive, Jesus came along to clarify matters, other prophets have arrived since, God is always sending messengers, can be music can be words, can be the example of a life, the be all end all is Love, so simple yet so complicated too, the image in the sky, is a picture taken, I have a set of five.
I was raying and praying, in the middle of a field, taking the healing sun on board, had questions on my mind, spoke words the same as now, requested hope and a sign, my life was about to change, it has changed many times, but I was on a journey, not sure of my final destination, was asked to form my own religion, didn’t seriously consider it, but I just lay there, in the sun, not a stitch on, sky was clear blue, not a cloud for miles, explained myself to my God, I’ve survived many things, friends say I’m blessed.
A cloud appeared out of nowhere, thought I was imagining it, what I saw in the clouds above, got my camera out and shot it, it lasted five minutes or less, checked the camera saw the unbelievable, image of a man from the clouds, read the holy scriptures afterwards, it was exactly what the prophet esdras prophesied. This is just one of many experiences I have had. In the interests of Love, children who suffer, women enslaved, pass this testimony on.
It proves the existence of the Real God Most High, it will open hearts and bring about a renaissance in Love, and a better understanding of what is expected of us, all of us. I’m a very ordinary man, but I have sure proof of life after death, and this image, just a small part of that proof actually, will serve justice in the minds of those, who attempt to control our emotional output, that I am sure, it’s why I have posted it, many times before, to let the perpetrators of evil and their supporters understand, that a certain justice awaits them, unless they amend, amen.
The light workers light worker, the forgiver of forgivers, the heart that differs, the lightness of being, unburdened by everyday trials, even Jesus found it hard, needing miracles to explain the lot, does it get any clearer, we are light when loving, ever notice the inner feeling, nothing is more important, your loved, then you start wanting, other things, security and all those bits, needs become obsessions, it begins to fall apart, not what it was, you need even more, some lessons are hard learned, maybe it’s why we are all born again,
we are lighters second time around, amen…
along come the demons, masquerading as light, they know your weakness, plenty of bribe stuff, those ideas you have, things they can do, fooling the believers, sucking them into schemes, giving your leaders status and power, addiction that’s fatal for believers, ain’t it easy to see why it went wrong, whatever your creed or knowledge, remember the good Samaritan, it wipes out the selfish instinct, so those who sit in comfort and conceit, there is far more to it that you’ll ever admit, little wonder so much effort into schemes, that create anxiety and fear, amen
Solomon was reminding himself, how the spirit is so easily stressed, when it’s not based on firm foundations, Jesus called St.Peter the rock, the foundation stone for future believers, and are we not wise to remember, there were so many deceivers about, so many who believed in all sorts of idols, and isn’t it strange how they fall, our idols that is, along with our faith in them, when the same people who rise them up, pull them down later, it could not be simpler, amen…
70 years ago, world at war, the civilized folk of today, neat suits polite reverent, as they were then and today, something got into minds, peacemaking folk sidelined, much the same this day, agitators provoke those in conflicts, sweeping aside peaceful argument, Solomon was reminded of the teachings of Jesus, turn the other cheek don’t worry, it was all over the place, the need for wisdom and reform.
He listened to the radio, usual suspects pushing buttons, they rarely argue peace, strange. Solomon was venting truth, his book of wisdom a modern interpretation. It had been said 2,000 years ago, he was humble enough, wisdom is simply passed on, as it had been in songs and words, actions. The story of old came ringing through, how Jesus was chastised by the local religious and others, for hanging with women, preaching the word in other places, not in the holy temple, where are the sheep, funny sighed Solomon, it was all connected, and it went back two thousand years.
The attitude towards the female of the species was a cause very close to his heart.
Romance was the birth of trust. Women didn’t hide behind the ego, more willing to be themselves, more honest and willing to admit being depressed, dressed or undressed, and more often than not, said what it was they were thinking, even if they jumped to conclusion sometimes, everyone is guilty of that. Still, being yourself in a very politically correct world, not the easiest of activities, apart from children who say it as it is, until they learn the way of the devious mind.
Old scriptures taught much, but the teachings of Jesus put a seal on it. It was the Mount Everest of wisdom.
Because of the misuse of the word, and the passing on of all sorts of resentments, evil thoughts became mandatory, fear was realised, propaganda wide, as old and worn out arguments were given life again and again. If they believed in forgiveness, how easy life would be.