Doubles Dear!

Anyone for tennis, it’s summer, might as well get some exercise, doubles dear, cheaper than the gym, and you are likely to see others, whoever you meet. Stretch the muscles, touch the feet, warm up, it’s not exactly Wimbledon, but you know friends who’ve been there, you promise yourself you’ll visit one year, just to tell the others, that you were there, where ever there is. So many people wear an exterior that bore no relationship to the real self, ask any good homicide detective, the number of psycho’s out there. They can literally smell your fear, cause they have felt it themselves. Like demons, they get to know your habits, can dialogue with you, your hobbies, and the stuff of general interest, in a nutshell, they are living double lives, waiting for opportunity to appear.

The flow of Spirit was an area of intense interest to Solomon, how it is interfered with, the gimmicks used by those of bad intent, hoping to drown or destroy it, in the souls that still had it, those who failed to give up. It was easy to fall in with the power of the day, tell yourself, there was nothing you can do, almost as if you are drowning, just accept it, don’t even try to prevent it. Across the world, there were those vested with Great Spirit, who dealt with the toing and froing of life, the good news and the bad, the opinions of friends, the veritable suitcase of truths, which ones do you choose or believe, or do you pretend. Soaking it up and forgetting it a few minutes later, sounded like good advice, there was no point giving room to gibberish inside yourself, unless it was a comedy you were watching.

He was talking with an old friend, Solomon, that is, be amazed with what Heart Love can do, it brings out the light, it’s that simple. The affirmation arrives again, and again, signs from the heavens, the world is changing, it’s time to be yourselves, the real you, not the doubles partner you pretend to be, amen.

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Opportunity of a life time!

 

Spirit of love sweeps across the earth, pouring out from east to west, a wave of goodness that has no equal, a wave of power that will silence the beast, as hearts begin to fully love in every way, so help this wave every day of your life, unburden yourself and let your love flow, it’s the will of God Most High and it’s real. For far too long fear has gripped the world, silenced the voices of wisdom and love everywhere, well, God Most High is pushing the love and it’s evidenced in many events of divine portions, it’s everywhere and it’s something you cannot afford to miss, he wants all of us to amend ourselves for love, and once we do the earthly paradise that has been so long coming, will arrive and it will be clear everywhere, so don’t delay, the evil ones are in despair, they cannot pretend not to notice either, as for real time comfort, check the image in the sky, it’s real and it’s His Way of giving us comfort, showing his divine mercy and love for all of us, we are all His Children when we love, amen.

I had a Dream…

Actually, I have had lots of dreams, Great Spirit was talking to me, I saw the pictures, first came the fears, He said okay I understand, got it off my chest, I sighed, and slept on, the visions came to me, the contradictions, the armies that unite in the way of Love, and it was simply this, I saw impoverished countries, third world, the poor were drinking out of tin cans, while the army rolled around in glossy tanks, and I said to myself, or Great Spirit said, why is there a need for all these countries to arm themselves, and the answer came immediately, cause there are others who will use arms against them, and those willing to finance them, in particular if there is any wealth involved.

The pictures in the glossy brochure, with it’s assortment of products, all designed to Kill, the various sales people, reporting from all the trouble zones, giving their opinions on the value of the market, and the PR king asking if there is anything to help the decision along. In the waiting room, the next tyrant waits, he sad story of evictions on his lips, telling them how good it will be for all, once we get rid of the sitting one. The glee of the President, even the white house approves, and the circle goes on.

Meanwhile, women walk miles just to get a bucket of water, roads cracked, hospitals that survive on first world hand outs, while the soldiers on the street, parade the latest technology there is, while great wealth lies underneath the soil.

It was a vision that was the opposite to what Love demands, it was a reminder of the demons that exist, when Money is all there is. So I asked for an answer and got some good arguments, without the ability to defend ourselves, we would not last a week, we have to have the arms, who will defend us. In the off shore haven they pile the cash, the demons among them, cause cash is the new King, so the dream went on.

Solomon sighed, the signs from the Heavens, were more powerful than all the arms in the world, and no amount of argument could alter that simple truth, and with the signs from above, it was only wisdom, that those on the earth, sat down, and finally realized, they were no longer in control, even if they thought they were, they are just custodians, nothing more. In the past, they silenced so many voices, but those days were done, and dusted, amen.

Oh What a Dream…

Back Up

Everyone likes having back up, someone to support you, who helps when you are in the corner, simple to understand, the concept of back up. Imagine the all knowing One, full of purpose, who works to hold in balance, all the strings of the universe, imagine the back up. Imagine the Great Spirit, an invisible energy that finds refuge in a body, a resting place, a sanctuary from all the madness, a place where you can reflect and be patient, before making your next move, and then imagine your role within the universe, and it’s simply this; to shed a light on what is hidden from all, in order to bring to attention, to the Great Spirit, a scenario, that might be worth delving into. Then imagine the words of Jesus; don’t panic, you have back up all the time, once you Believe in Love and The Holy words, if you apply it, the back up is automatic, how easy is that.

Solomon sighed, that is the kind of back up that delivers everyday, who needs the other kind. even the cruellest tyrant in the world had back up, come to think of it, every evil had back up, and probably an assortment of lawyers and accountants as well. He hoped they were all able to read the signs overhead, cause they got the back up of the Most Holy, amen.

 

Glum News

“hatred is the disease that love is the cure for”

Are all those frowns fashion or fake, the two old guys sit with their coffee, the afternoon sun is shining and the world is passing by, the good old days Sam smiles, yeah, chuck twists his head follows a walker down the street, the way the body moves, is stiff, is unnatural, it’s as if she is walking down a long catwalk, the face is sour and her beauty is smeared, she looses so much of her light with the pout she wears, it has to be fashion muses Sam, no one that good looking could be so glum.

She pouts before the mirror imitating the women she watches on TV, looking miserable is the new fashion statement, another one passes by equally fine the same stride on her, copying each other, what’s wrong sighs Sam, she has the air of a giraffe with a bee sting on her ass, humping along the long frown , there’s another one, a new sort of race replies his buddy, life is not all that bad but you would never believe it by the look on their face.

Whatever happened to the smile asks Sam, it used to be normal to have one, he sips his coffee, the way people put on a face these days, no wonder so many are confused, you’d think they are all poker players, something like that, all pretending.

Solomon read the stories of old, the joy that was in the heart of the believer, passing on the sunshine, the well being of others central to the well being of all, so much for all the acting he sighs, glum news, life is a gift and even death wasn’t the end of the affair, just the beginning of the next one, no glum news in that. He recalls the words of Jesus, the yoke piled on the believers, the stress they heaved on the shoulders of those who believed, and what did He say, listen to the words all right, but don’t imitate ALL

what they do, many lead people astray. The extremists who were trying to divide people ought better realize it he sighed, Heaven is real, have no doubts about it, amen.

Bullying

Spying behavior, the seeds of discontent, the worry at the changes, was it ever that different, Solomon was recalling the times of old, the mind set hadn’t changed, many were still addicted to control, some call it freedom, some call

it destiny, some called the tactics clever, Solomon called them cheap.

Down through the ages, it hadn’t changed at all, the innuendo, the threat to the followers, the anxiety and the hold. In the Networks there was anxiety, in the investors world, paranoia, things weren’t reacting as they used to, as if that was good for you. Picture it, the folksy chat, the painted gardens, the smiles and the comrades, the sense of getting close to the goal, soon we will have absolute control, then Imagine, the arrival of Great Spirit, Jesus, the movie when the outsider arrives, and how plans are thrown into the dust heap, while all the time the bullying continues.

Move to the modern times, the headlines, the over reaction of TV pundits, willing their supporters on.

It was one of those days, the sensibilities are interfered with, as if you are supposed to get used to it. Solomon sighed, the words of old on his lips,

“like children you must be when you approach the Father”

Those who covet control, want you beaten, tired, worn Spiritless, unless it’s them you support. He saw the spirit rise, he saw the strut constrict, Spirit means God, amen, and there was nothing anyone could do about that. You just know, it’s inside you, changes the thinking, and that’s for sure.

Power of the Imagination

Words, she reads the page, feels her skin at the back of her neck curl, scary, she can imagine it, the atmosphere and the experience, it feels so real. The Power of Miracles, they came, they heard, they saw it themselves, from God he said, The Great One. It must be demons, their first reaction, as if they were afraid of them, they were afraid of him, he could read their thoughts, why the surprise he said, can’t a bird just lift up and fly, see how a butterfly transforms itself, you don’t assume it was an accident, do you?

Their first thoughts; the demon had caused the miraculous, who else had the power. Their own words, pointed to a conflicting force, he was of the light. Imagine it, the dulling of belief, then the resurrection of the Spirit, when they saw it for themselves, food for thought. Imagine, their consciences, their sleepless nights, as they straddled over all the harm they caused, enlightening.

Solomon, was recalling, the episode, when the Pharisee’s challenged Jesus, as to where he got the power to do what he did; It’s simple, when God resides in you, amen.