Insight to the Corona Virus

Preparing for a journey, bags packed, you are heading down the stairs, you better hurry Jack, he misses a step, lands on the ground floor, full of energy, the energy that lifts, no need to worry, this is a time to relax, everyone light in mind, the usual worries abandoned, less anxiety better health.

She checks the window, peers into the street, has a habit of worrying. Getting older, the streets are not so safe, she watches the news, the nightly reports of crime, ensures she lives in a well guarded house, three locks on the front door, double bolts at the rear, she’d feel safer in an apartment block, with no back door.

Restriction in movement, the normal path is not safe, he takes the long way round, avoids the road block. Getting to the appointment is not easy, there is a border to cross, and it’s busy everyday, as the local inhabitants who live on the Palestinian side are made wait, he gets to his appointment on time, because he knows how to escape the patrols.

Market trader sits in his office, numb, his futures market has been wiped out and no one is keen to trade, after loosing his capital he has no place to move, the house mortgaged, who could predict the 1929 crash, and then the aftermath, while those with the means, exploited the weakness in the market and the loss of so much paper credit.

The world is running out of control, the fish are gasping for breath, the animals are moving from the forest, clean water is getting rarer by the day, children are unable to keep up their stress levels, there is a rise in depression everywhere, they need to slow down. A voice calls from the wilderness, listen to the words of the prophets it says.

 

Heavens Door

You want to gain admittance, you knock at the door, waiting. Your head gets a rush, this is so groovy, then the worry begins, well it’s a sort of test, your life adds up to something based on your experiences. Most importantly, did you forgive others, or rush to judge others. Did you believe the media headlines every time you looked at the page. How did you feel, were you angered, mesmerized

or what, what was your first reaction, and did you pass the bias to your children. How many were misled on such matters, the fake preachers who were chasing your money while exaggerating your fears, believe me, you can get my message and walk on through. Jesus died on the cross, to remind you, getting over your bias’s and forgiving wasn’t so easy as a word. But once that door opens in your heart, you life will be changed for all time, are you willing to risk knocking on heavens door?, are you prepared it, amen.

Babylon Again

English: George Clooney at the 2009 Venice Fil...

English: George Clooney at the 2009 Venice Film Festival (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Busy dear she shouts from below, just getting ready to go out you know, in a flash closes the screen, before giving it one more glance, whoa bet the secretary wouldn’t do anything like that. Little fred calls his pals over, look what I got as they all get closer, whoa, whoa, she’s just like Cindy’s mom replies small martin, is that what she looks like without her clothes on. Seven and eight they aint sure what it is, those pretty girlie picture, it’s like swilling granddads booze, it does strange things with their heads. Rhianna and Gaga they are such bad role models, look at their antics and the life they are going through, rant of the caring professional journalist, looking for attention and cash, nothing like stirring up the troubled, and those dumb with their cash. Father time quips Obama all the time, makes a point with the deserted classes, funny how it’s all forgotten when the crunch arrives, the votes are in and the party are singing, father time. If a third of internet time is pornographic time, and this includes humungous amounts of young children and teens, ignoring those already addicted to that stuff, what is the fate of the young children, that surround these people all the time, all these so mercilessly stuck in that sexual type of routine, where does the lust go is all I am saying, it’s Babylon all over again, is that what it means. No one in the world is willing to admit, the addictive nature of the human deceit, or more importantly, the void in the heart every child is born with. Get on with it I hear you all say, well I saw the cloud and many things greater I can say, and when I say I saw, I have it I don’t need attention like a child, come running in the door with a smile on my face to tell you how I played, imagine the children with no fathers, who have no one to exclaim such joy, your getting away from the point of the exercise, what is going to fill the void, where love was supposed to lay. Handkerchiefs, tears, I didn’t mean it, she’s leaving me, third divorce, three is lucky, next time I’m only in it for sex, love doesn’t matter anyway, with excuses and reasons we put ourselves down, to justify our emotive output the lack of it I mean, so back to my question, what is going to fill the void where love is supposed to lay. Are you busy dear, always, so many damn lobbyists to deal with. George Clooney invited us to his place next weekend. is he sending his jet asks Michelle…we’ll have to use air force one dear replies Mr president…ooooh coo’s Michelle, i love having the secret service around, they even cook. minutes from the white house they sell every drug in the world, children as young as ten, sounds like all they do is …