The Reason You Exist! TRYE…

TRYE, the reason you exist, big question, I haven’t time for this, I have a plane to catch, the speech is half prepared, and the babysitter is late, I know why i exist, will someone find me a nappy, Jesus, can babies shit, where are the wipes, damn it, those creams are so sticky, on my god, someone has dropped the nappy on my speech, please stop crying, the reason I exist, how the hell am i supposed to know this, I will deal with it later.

Pouring over the speech, worried about delivery, the pause, you have to get it right, like a catwalk model who know’s how to pose, timing, it’s important just to pause at the right moment. Tipexed out, you pass the splotched paper to your assistant, she will even wash your dirty underwear, and your smelly socks, she depends on you for her living, and the ball of cash, a dependent of sorts, you can’t exist without each other.

Eight in the evening, and you return home, exhausted, you fall onto the couch, the baby sitter smiles, baby ate and slept well, you sigh, i can deal with that, one of these days baby will be going to school, and you will smile, cause you were responsible for getting her that far, well, you and the babysitter, why do I exist you ask. You climb the stairs to the bedroom, you feel your chest tighten, panic hits you, is this the moment, when you won’t exist.

The hospital is bright, your helpless, wires stick you, and machines all around you, suddenly, all you can think of, why have I been doing all this. You realize your an egotistical smile, the money you made will never be spent, and the friends you have, are not friends ,just acquaintances, the only thing you have in common, wealth, and there is no feeling in that, unless your making plenty and getting high on the buzz. Why do I exist, the question runs through your head, the doubts that can’t be hidden by a busy routine.

You exist to overcome the material, in favor of Spirit, for how can it fly, if it’s burdened by what is temporary, amen, how can you pass it on!.

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The Bland Leading the Blind

Two by two, children and mothers, guards welcoming, in the beginning, at the end different, no luggage, it’s a shower mother, as lady enquires, children fraught, hungry as well, food afterwards, so they understand, shuffle along, smoke billows out, doors close behind, fifteen minutes, it’s all over, corpse on corpse, suffering over. The story of Auschwitz, in case you forget, but there is hope, even in the worst situations, assuming you believe in God, assuming you believe in Old Rome, Babylon and Egypt, the Twin Towers, Battle of the Somme, Genocide in Rwanda, The Many Millions murdered in wars, the slave workers, the imprisoned sex workers, the unjustly imprisoned, there is hope, hard to believe it, in all these situations, there is real hope, two jet planes land on water, no injuries, there is hope.

Eternity is that, all time forever, it’s God’s promise. Much suffering is outlined above, for some it was years, others a day, others a moment, some a lifetime, not ignoring their inner pain, the tragedy of it all, the repetitive nature of human life, we have repeated the above, and done probably worse, in the last ten years, whether we want  reminding, as they say in the business world, we have consolidated our position, made our position more secure, strengthened our hold, on whatever it is we hold dear, fear maybe and control?.

I have the image of the Man in the Sky, it’s time to have a good long gaze at it, not from a religious perspective, we all support political parties, but the perspective of love on Earth, amen. You call fill in the blanks later. I have a set of five.ImageJoe

Devil Falls to Pieces

Bitter hearted woman, cracked open too often , has nothing to loose, goes searching for love, hoping to destroy it, makes friends along the way,  devil meets her in disguise, gives her everything she wants, takes the last of her heart too, so he thinks she’s a bitch, dead inside but shiny otherwise, she deceives and pleases herself, tells herself she’s a man, blames everyone and everything, no feeling no empathy, she drags the world along, her path alluring but destructive, till she comes across a smile, can’t get rid it, it opens a scar that bleeds,  soon finds no peace at all, wants her heart back cannot find it, there was a man she gave it too, devil in distress thought he had it, a global race without a trace, the searching goes on and on, just imagine it…

small town boy has it stored safely, wrapped around a heart of love for safety purposes, one day she sees a rainbow, follows it to the ends of the earth, devil chases too hoping to divert her, finally …her eyes come across him, her life changes in an instant, heart is filled again with pure love divine, Devil falls to pieces, beaten by his own treachery, pure love conquers all, the words of God Most High, harmony on earth love welcome, amen.Image

Great Options

Naked on a bed cash pile under her head,

she’s brazen bold but it’s all a smokescreen,

 didn’t sell herself her children be in welfare cages,

at  mercy of those with very strange tastes and rages,

 choice so many are left with the refugee women who travel,

 in the interests of their children  we label them whores,

 wonder why Jesus mixed with those of low public standing and  pride,

perhaps you wont have to wonder much longer ,

as it’s been seen in the sky,

time for love was never such a necessity,

but those in control hang on,

trying tactic and plan to make believe changing going on,

don’t assume that  ignorance will save anyone,

it’s a game  we are all to blame for allowing it go astray,

the example of the Great One is not a choice ,

it’s the only option,

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