Sex Scandals

Seems we can’t get enough of it, papers full of it, Hollywood planing to make pictures of it, (a biography!), money has no friends just plenty of enemies. The Flight to the Asian paradise is nearing completion, they look at their watches, the boys smile, bird time. A case of the bird flew again. At least this time they bought plenty of the stuff that keeps you clean. Sex scandals, young, online, the couch, the daily drive to tempt you. Solomon didn’t think God Most High had the ear of the so called pious. No, the ear of the honest, at least you know what to expect, the truth.

How many times, how many different positions, what was on their minds. The stuff we tune our ear to, and the stuff we conveniently forget. Solomon sighed, now that GMH, God Most High was alert and the Spirit grew in strength

, he imagined help arriving from all sorts of places, amen.

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Jesus and His Friends….

He’s not supposed to hang out with women, they should be at home, women, what do they need to hear, they don’t make decisions, we do. The apostles are having a few beers in the tavern, Jesus is after heading out of town, they are doing his head in complaining, could they not just relax. Why are they anxious in the company of women, what do they fear. Jesus is seeking a place to relax, sit still, enjoy nature, listen as they say, undisturbed, he likes Martha, Mary, Elizabeth, even Lazarus’s sister, a pretty cool person; she listens better than the men, and they have no difficulty thinking the options through; always with the well being of children in mind; they are not planning on global domination, they think of the world to come, and how it will be for children. They are tired of the constant wars, and the talk of revenge; It’s doing his head in, they have to forgive, but first he has to forgive them, so he seeks solace. Lying on a blanket in the middle of a field, he asks wisdom to come to him, listen he says, this is not an easy situation, i need your advice, what will I do…Jesus and his friends, Men and women were always equal, they just had different skills in a world that was slow paced, that’s all….

The Singing Sisters

By Jeff Karoub, Associated Press ANN ARBOR TOWNSHIP (AP) – The members of Dominican Sisters of Mary, Mother of the Eucharist, silently filed into the chapel. Within minutes, they were singing — first in unison, then in a transfixing, layered harmony that reverberated off the marble floors, wood-paneled walls and cathedral ceiling. The evening prayer…

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waiting for a hurricane

Celebrityitis, farmed chicken farmed children, your

disease, the disease of a lifetime, every dog wants

to be lassie, everyone a centrefold, get over it dudes,

Immerse yourself in alcohol, lie to your children,

 

take cocaine, as much as you can, photograph

 

everyone, shoot the neighbors.

 

 

they’re annoying me,

 

the future is wonderful, amazon is healthy, so are your

 

children, your neighbor thinks so, the sex industry

 

thrives, Lend money to your bank manager, make him smile,

 

take sailing lessons, buy a boat, the waters are rising, so

 

is the global temperature, global warming or global

 

warning, does it matter, unlikely, why worry, end it all

 

now, the future is gold, jump from the highest building,

seen it on TV, blame your therapist, blame God,

did I say that, it’s like waiting for a hurricane.

refugee

the rivers flow,

across the amazon,

the borders of mexico,

the hills of syria,

human lava,

anguish and despair,

plenty to wonder about,

it dont sound fair,

while a certain elite,

take advantage,

everywhere,

amen.

Pope Francis

it’s tough being the change,

who said it was easy,

from the ends of the earth,

they chose an honest man,

had flaws for all to see,

goes about the change,

the attitude to love you see,

needs a new definition,

story of the good Samaritan,

parable of the vineyard,

the words of Jesus,

treat men and women equally,

and love thy neighbor,

isn’t it rather cute,

same set of old heads,

putting the oar in,

when all we need is,

love,

amen.

Where did they hide it!

Escape from the planet earth, FP are you an FP, and the aliens among us, are you trying to find a better home, FP united, even the fish are joining in, dolphins too, they all want a better earth, just imagine it, every species facing extinction, loving souls included, all united in one goal, comedy time, but a very real scenario, comic as it sounds, do you feel like an FP, humor.

Solomon was thinking the real situation, and funny as it sounded, it was truthful, and it was an odd conclusion to reach, and a great point for future environmentalists, spiritual and physical, to connect on.

The world that itemized everything, the way big business had, charging by transaction, the same energy opposed the wisdom of a global transaction tax. The light headed idealists, who viewed the world through rose tinted ideology, were out with the washing on this one, after all, the oceans were dying, and the millions of tons of nuclear waste, dumped by so many nuclear powered nations, nobody knew where.

These are questions for the sake of future generations, those arguing the positive nature of nuclear energy, hadn’t assessed the damage all this legal dumping had caused, and given the state of fish stocks, was an immediate necessity.

where did they hide all the nuclear waste, that they dumped into the oceans?

amen

critical clint

can’t say that,

can’t say that,

might offend him,

she won’t like that,

he’s her friend,

their on facebook,

their friends find out,

world finds out,

they discuss nothing,

spend years debating,

thinking of nothing,

but,

critical clint

The Prisoner

goes from town to town, head down hiding, trying to forget the past, goes to work medicated, just trying to forget, prison in the head, prison in the heart, prison in the fear, there’s prison in the past

busy schedule, it’s all filled in, no room for a mover, is that a prison cell, can’t tell,wrapped in new laws, can’t do this now, used to be normal before, they switch around the rules, the access and their views.

Being a prisoner, it’s not what it used to be, freedom is such a dream, when your head is full, the stuff that confuses you, the places that you run to, hoping to ignore the truth, cause that”s what prisoners do…

Solomon was wondering what they were all doing, behaving like prisoners…well