Spending Time….

Old and tired, worn and useless, fed up, and now your being processed, by the thoughts in your head, the time and how you spent it, the stuff you promised yourself that you’d do, the times you judged others, and now the realization, your time has come, what did I do with it, you ask. Did you smile at the beggar on the street ,did you lift your gaze when an acknowledgment would have sufficed, no, you spent your time on your ambitious self and forgot everyone else.

Feeling lonely, you see those less well off, with friends in their surrounds, and you can’t even make a conversation yourself, what a way to spend your time.

Solomon remarked, making love was often just putting a smile on a face, how simple was that. In the hurried life, so much passes you by, so quickly, you hardly notice. He was learning everyday, one thing he could not discount; wisdom is a stream that keeps on running, and it was something everybody in the world needed to drown themselves in, occasionally, amen.

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Beat the Devil

Poor, lacking an education, passed over, your home address off putting, what a start, there has to be something better, your weighing up the chances of success, while others are weighing up your chances of failure. It will reach a point when you fall over, and where will you be then, where will your God be then. The fear seeps in, the constant worry. temptation rises, you take unnecessary chances, you have less and less empathy for others, till finally you use any opportunity, regardless, where is your God when you need Him, the taunt of the demon.

It was said all those years ago; you will be mocked, made a fool of, ridiculed, spoken badly of, after a kind or thoughtful act, your troubles will mount, you will become despairing, what then, where is your God.

A child looks in the window, knows he will never afford to buy what is for sale, the only way of getting one, is stealing them. Eventually, gets caught, is thrown into a detention center, where there are worse, who will teach him even worse things, and invite him into their world as soon as he is free again. It is a carousel, the new arrivals, the few who are deemed ready, the life after, when they join the Gang, all over a simple pair of shoes in a window. He is transferred for £100 million, cheap says the oldest of the boys, cheap at a 100, he could have gone for 140 instead.

Noah, Abraham, Moses, Jeremiah, Isaiah, Esther, and many others braved temptation, and we still recall them today, and many others. They all beat the devil, amen.

Jesus promoted forgiveness for reasons of supreme wisdom; think about it, how forgiveness leaves you light as a feather, no more grief to hang on to, that is how you do it, amen.

One Day

She lies on the bed, the tired body and the heavy head, sore from a bruising. You will meet worse than me he said, years before, when he spoke to a so called friend of the thug who helped end her life. Really sighed Solomon, could anyone be worse than what he was looking at, someone who preyed on the vulnerable, dosed them with drugs, to keep them under his control. Not likely sighed Solomon to himself.

After many promises and interventions, and the missing friends: they too had a life to get on with, she finally is overcome, a victim; the blame put on the descent into alcoholism. She knocked on many doors, sought help from many corners, all she attracted were the wolves who preyed on them, those without back up or good friends. One day he sighed.

Solomon was recalling a friend, who had passed on this day years before, a true tragedy.

Daphne Carauna Galizia

Journalist is blown to bits, investigating off shore corruption, and pay off, her death is reported, it’s another truth seeker cut down, during a week when the sexual interests of Hollywood’s elite comes into focus. Movies open our minds, they blur us, entertain us, and when it’s run it’s course, it’s replaced. Heroic journalist identifies theft, is aware how corruption steals from the poorest first, so she spends her life doing something about it. Every day, a new actress come forward, fills the airwaves. each day they get braver, more stories. All the while, the story of Daphne is pushed to the side. They all have accountants telling them, off shore is where it’s at, it’s legal and 100% safe, no walls, sound proof till death almost. So that’s where you stash the cash. The accountant is a Hero for giving them such great advice. The powerful and the elite hide the wealth in these places, tax wise, they don’t want attention drawn to this murky form of theft. They don’t want a repeat of the panama papers, who needs a global investigation into this legal form of theft.

Solomon imagined the time, when the off shore practices were banned entirely. That time was coming faster than a H

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In the Head dudes!

where did the ideas come from, in the head dude, it was in his head, the sheriff is trying to make sense of the massacre. A man drives a car into a crowd, where did the idea come from. Solomon had an easier answer, hatred, someone sowed hatred, and it found an outing. In times of great distress, where do you seek refuse, usually in the last place you felt safe, well, that’s not original, but then again, when is the last place safe for you. Well, if you are hungry and they feed you, that sounds good. If you were friendless and found an ear, that’s good. Makes it easy for extremists to find a willing victim, just make them feel safe while you fill their heads while they eat out of your hand, really simple, all you have to do is fill the heads dude.

Solomon recalled the times of old, the danger of newness and the threat it was to the ruling class; no one threatens our livelihood and escapes. A bearded pharisee, they didn’t have hairdressers in those days, hardly had a sharp scissors either, whatever. Well, there is Jesus, the man who is trying to fill them with the truth about their own divinity, yes, the divinity that is in all blessed by the Holy Spirit, and he gets the ear of the eager believers, who are tired of the same old same old, those promoting the voice of God seem to be using the voice for their own purposes. Stop it will you, tell them the truth, God the Father is in all who truly believe, you just have to make space, and those who want to promote that are mere servants. What, you mean those guys we are serving are supposed to serve us, Yes.

It started as a custom, it became a standard, it soon became the law, it soon filled their heads, amen.

The Beauty of Divorce

it’s my third marriage actually, gosh, i was only married twice, must have cost you a packet she asks, it’s a late night bar, they are both having an off night. why do think i’m still touring, he offers, paying two families and having your own to support puts a strain on the finances you know. She smiles, is impressed, a celebrity is talking it straight, is doing the circuit to stay afloat. The following morning they leave the overnight motel, he gives her tickets for his next gig, complementary he smiles as he tips her cheek.

Well, the lawyer got fed, not that we need so many of them, the two¬†families get support, man fathers don’t bother, the extra homes that needed to be built to accommodate the break up, counselors

got a new set of clients, and more consumers came on stream, great for business, the only beauty of divorce, good for the economy, amen.