Our Influence

Boy soldier, gun belt around his chest, stolen from his childhood, wasn’t his choice, forced into the roll, does experience do this to us, what we expose our children to, surely, good or bad. The media frenzy, the next outrage, the reinforced emotions, no thought given, just pushing the inner buttons, few can stop this juggernaut of influence, well, Solomon smiled, they haven’t seen what he had, they might be of a very different opinion, it was from Heaven, the seal of approval from above, not from man. Well, the guardians of the earth were more concerned with their reputation rather than what they ought to focus on.

The boy soldiers, so many of them, the cry of the concerned, they are only children, we have to help them. At home, the young boy does not understand; he didn’t volunteer for what he did, it was the influence all around him, the violence he saw, we didn’t go looking for it. Frightened, he does not know where to turn, he feels the hatred. If he had used a machete and cut women and children to pieces in a far off war zone, the same souls would throw their arms around him, and give comfort for what he had to endure, imagine sighed Solomon, this is what happens in real life, had they not seen the signs,. Amen. he was given them the needle, and it was meant to twist, it was not an accident of fate, it was intentional, listen if you have ears, fast, there has been so much time lost, while the usual suspects try to justify themselves. The subtleties, the slight changes, demons are tricky, and they try every way to get into the soul, grab it and steal it. Solomon had a needle full of great surprises waiting for them; he was the sheriff with the loaded pistol while they played games, seriously. Of course those addicted to the material were no different to a heroin addict; they don’t share their stash either. Solomon was wondering when they would wake fully. The 11th hour offer was a fairly generous gesture by Jesus; you are never too late when your repentance is real.

The days of light, the wonders of divine intervention, Every time they even attempted to interfere, the reply was swift; the time lag was in sync, just put it in words, amen.

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My Eyes

Damn advertising Guru, could sell a g-string to your ninety year old aunt, and tell her it was comfortable, get you to forget yourself for a while, the blurb, you look great in that, even if you could not see, darn advertising guru, as for those psycho dudes, the head experts, is there a ship I could borrow, the mid Atlantic would be a good place to bring them for a Holiday, moor them off shore with their off shore accounts, a few strong anchors, away from everyone where they can’t do anymore harm. Blast sighed Solomon, he listened to the news, the crocodile tears, the affect of pornography on happiness, relationships, and children of course, the darn advertising Guru, what medication was he on, vitamin “M” of course like so many. Too darn busy getting their thrills to wonder about the affect it was having on others. Solomon encountered the “Spirit” the early apostles enjoyed, and when it is real, you don’t have to excuse your thoughts. So many eyes squinting over their small screens, wondering, is this love what we are seeing, cause they seen to be doing nothing else.

My eyes cried God, what are they doing to the children of the world. Solomon recalled the words of Jesus, God is inside you, the Spirit, it’s not over there, it’s inside you. Why pollute the eyes of God you wonder, unless you intended in murdering the Spirit within. Holidays are occasions, not every day experiences. One of those moments, he saw the expression on the faces, he prayed, there was a sense of disappointment. He listened to the words, the bread and the fish, the division of food, the Spread of the Spirit, well being, it was a lesson, simple as that, you share and it gets better for everyone, Amen.

The Wall that Donald built!

Artwork by JR Known for his colossal-sized installations, French artist JR is currently working on this large piece on the Mexican side of the US/Mexico border. JR posted the ‘work in progress’ photo to his Facebook and Instagram pages yesterday, along with an earlier photo below showing the supporting structure being built. …

via Meanwhile on the Mexican Side of the US/Mexico Border — TwistedSifter