Jesus, Don’t Get Angry!

Man, did you see what they did to that Guy, Man, have you any idea who his father is?. No it’s not Al Capone, it’s not Goodfellas, it’s not North Korea, but it’s real all the same. Death happens once, and then you get over it, meaning, that death itself is not the end, and is only to be feared, when you have a lot of harm on the balance sheet.

There Jesus hangs, his sorrow immense, wondering what will happen next, understands the power of the Father, and how much he loves his Children. Please forgive them, they have no idea he says what they are doing, he is pleading for those who wanted to destroy the message; He knew they couldn’t, no matter how much they tried, but he had seen storms turned around, had seen them arrive, had calmed the sea, in a nutshell, it was not passive, the power of His Father, it was action, and patience.

The emotions, they go in the wrong direction, tragedy and mayhem occurs. Do we realize the power of the Spirit within. Solomon encountered the Holy Spirit; lying in Bed, he watched, it’s true, all that stuff in the scriptures, it’s true. How we interpret things, depends on our field of vision, but it does not change the landscape.

Jesus closes his eyes, lets out a final sigh, there are earthquakes, the sky darkens, and those who were there realized that instant, they have murdered a real prophet as well….

In therapy they all say the same, admit your mistakes, learn, and move on, and don’t do it again, for God’s sake!

 

The Same One he said…really..

 

I should be here, he is awkward, there are lights on the tree, the air is filled with joy, it’s made for children, the wonder and the surprise, Ahmed is surprised, they celebrate Christmas, the birth of Jesus, the same Jesus we pray to, why aren’t we having a celebration like this. His friend TJ is showing him his home, their parents are away, normally they would not be allowed to do this, the adults not allowing it, but since they are children, they don’t have any of this bias.

Solomon sighed, how barriers are so easily created, when a little wisdom could short change this negative approach easily. Children enjoying the promise of Joy, families and friends being a little more thoughtful, people more together than usual, the world a little warmer in some hearts. Jesus, it’s the same one, for all of us ,why allow a little dogma separate you from joy.  The rules we create that divide us and the walls we build around us.

Stuff we need to get right, amen.

 

 

 

Donald has a plan…..

Sir, you just can’t abandon the united nations sir, it’s undemocratic answered his sidekick, a party pundit, but what could he say, chuckling, undemocratic, we are republicans after all. Donald was looking out the window of the tower, he preferred the furnishings there to the oval office, he was in his stocking feet, was feeling light of heart. War he said, while scanning the Manhattan skyline has been with us since the beginning almost, and the U.N. was set up to curb war, but it has not stopped one from where i am looking. it’s impossible, to accept there is nothing i can do about it, i’m president after all, one word from me and a war will start tomorrow, that isn’t wisdom, that is pure foolishness. A secretary was typing his mutterings, her fingers flying across her IPad, got that treacy he smiled, yes boss she replied, i also got a tuna sandwich for you later.

Donald smiled, i can always count on women, my mother he sighed, thinking of her.

Center for the prevention of war, make that C-pow for short. Eureka, that’s it. In a nutshell, there will be a body to prevent war, and a penalty for those who start them without consulting us, a big financial one. Great idea Mr President, who thought it sounded very cliched, C pow first war after.  The national debt was at twenty trillion, every modern country was in debt, a new start was needed, for everyone.

It was a simple idea, too simple almost. Solomon sighed, wasn’t that what Jesus said all those years ago, once you forgive that’s it ,amen, the end of hatred, the stuff that eats you from the inside, amen.

NO Foundations

Am I a visitor here looking for way home,  everywhere I look, ego and fantasy, the meaning of Babylon I suppose, this is no lament, purely an honest observation, hard drugs available everywhere, large numbers depressed, love even harder to find. I was visited by holy spirit, really, discovered wisdom, and the growing threat of demons, where everyone seeks excuses, someone to blame, other than themselves. Love as Leonard Cohen says is all that will survive us. What has to happen is a new outlook, respect for love not the abuse it.

Solomon was saying it straight, if more and more become lost, all those marvellous ego’s will be worth nought. And I haven’t mentioned Donald trump once.

Actors!

Frown lines dispensed with, will last a little longer, computer graphics that can ape reality, too good to be true, it’s not reality but it looks good, over dramatic story lines, did we upset anyone yet, and spin that only experts can provide, did we tame the tiger yet!, actors. Solomon was reading a story, getting to know yourself stuff, and the twisted views of many, and the hatred they just don’t want to forget, actors. Filling the vacuum, over dosing the mind, stuff it will you, till they have no peace of mind, actors. In the old days, you believed in Great Spirit, stuck to the task, and got rewarded. In the modern world, you stuck to the task, and had to be wary of all, as Jesus said, one of them will betray you. Solomon sighed, the more they dug the bigger the hole they created for themselves, and no amount of acting was going to solve that, now that the light had come from above, amen. Did you ever see a storm turn back!

Standing

The Amazon, the oceans, the animals facing extinction, the children sexualised, well all of us if we are honest, the warnings, the opportunities, poisoning the planet to extract from it, same as poisoning the mind so you can steal from it, the cultures lost, the wisdom with it, and now, Standing Rock, sometimes you have to make a stand General Custer, amen.

I thought you Knew me!

Leaves on the floor, autumn, the weather a little colder, warm clothes, and your hands icy, the day lingers, a stroll to the bar, the friends, all home from work or just waiting, and there you are among them, drinking, what, it was not supposed to be like that, you are one of those, lazy, yeah, that’s him. Solomon was after having a procedure, the hospital, the staff, bright and cheerful, will spend their careers up skilling and learning, have a deficit of personal time, won’t be in the bar all day, won’t be hanging around either, two sides, that will rarely get to know each other. Some deliver the milk, then there are the bakers, the hair stylists, and the grumpy, the doctors and the nurses, the support staff , and the lawyers, who know’s what all these people do, how will you ever know me. So many judged Jesus, and when we mean Judged, because he hung out with women, the tax collector, those that had fallen down, they made assumptions, then again, they did not understand him, and what breaking down barriers meant, doing something about it, not just talking about, faith was dead unless their are actions, so he Said, I thought you knew me she said, amen. Reading the ancient scriptures, the parables of Jesus, have multiple meanings, if you want to understand Him,read then again, if you want to get to know Him, amen.

He’s not one of our’s!

What, Solomon was reminiscing on the differences between people and religions, and how the mountain was climbed from many different directions. The words of the early apostles came to mind, they complained to Jesus, he does what we do and he is stealing our thunder was the gist of their inquiry, he’s not one of us, Jesus of course sighs, if he’s doing good, he’s a friend of mine.

So much was made of them and us, from the clothes you wore, to the car you drive, to the different versions of success, mostly material, practically, all material, fine. What difference did it make what level of the titanic you sailed on, nothing in the end, amen.

Wanna Davos (slang new yorka style)

Wanna Davos (New Yorker slang for want to divorce, catching !)

 

Sounds from the big apple, want a divorce, and words have meaning, and when the davos community meet, guess what they are planning, yes, you got it, your welfare, the last thing on their minds, system maintenance is their reason for being, ensuring the status quo remains unaltered, the continuous abuse of young minds, can’t do anything about it, security, lets continue with the spying, sharing opportunities, wanna davos is worse than divorce, the attendees meet and share, secrets of governments everywhere, the so called world elite, God Most High doesn’t see it that way, God most high is aware, the shield of secrecy has been lifted, horror of horrors facing the Davos Elite, and it’s written in the sky, check out the image, it’s real, rejoice, the new age the new order has arrived, amen. You can’t reason with evil, it’s impossible, you can only change it, here’s a thought, the world is facing oblivion from so many sources, yet the con continues, women more sexualised than ever, more children in distress than ever before, it’s no secret, more people suicidal, more people on prescription mind altering drugs, do we really want more of that, I’d prefer a change of diet, so would the vast majority of people that you meet, unless your part of the Davos Elite, amen. I’ve met the Great Spirit, seen the cloud, have the picture to prove it and much more, no need to be afraid, stand up and love, the power of God rests on the hearts that love, not those that deceive, it’s why heaven is called the hereafter, it’s real too. Even at the eleventh hour you can get it right, so don’t give up, only fear God, and you will be blessed.

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AGH the new addiction

Map showing flow of heroin from Colombia to th...

Map showing flow of heroin from Colombia to the US. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Smell of vodka, pungent, a few minutes of rest he hoped, a little sleep to escape the madness  the stress, she had beaten him,  was slowly getting sick from it, the sweet sickly smell of half chemical half human waste. Moving his head he saw it. A half bottle of the stuff, cap off, feeling his surrounds, it felt dry, instead of the usual sticky mess. Absolute gut rot, tool of destruction, affordable to anyone, any number of cheap brands, poorly made, readily available to everyone, and they think illegal drugs are worrisome. Where was she, his only thought. Mind body soul, what is your addiction. Every human being, without question, born with a void in the heart, the third person so to speak, the creation of new love, when two becomes one, as it was supposed to be. Today, that void is being filled, it’s a vacuum situation,  not with unconditional love. It sucks up whatever is about, whatever it experiences, that you can have no doubt. It’s why children are  sexualized younger and younger, eventually, they’ll not be able to love at all, just exist, dead inside, and it’s the main reason for so long, we have not been able to make that connection with God Most High. Only true love connects with the divine. Those who  put money at the top of our expectations, know they are destroying true love, just as the bible warned us about, over two thousand years ago. Be warned. Take delight in the fact, the God Most High has those that destroyed true love on his to do list, amen. You are never alone, it’s just that those who sell fear and worry, like to make you think your alone, that way, you become dependent. Ask anyone who has lost someone close, to explain..