The lamb

 

he shares easily and she knows it, he’s the lamb on the table, he is the meal at the end of the day, whoever provides the resources wins all the accolades, the reaction to the doner as temporary as an umbrella on a rainy day, once the rain is over there will be no use for it, once the money is gone the same reaction will be disappointing again

, the lamb never knows until they have him, and then he is gone. Life is like that sighed Solomon, impatience then assistance then deliverance from what there was, depends where you lie at the moment, are you a farmer or are you just another ram. The expression was a surprise, it wasn’t something unexpected, but the mask fell from the face, he could see clearly behind it, this was not a place for lambs, neither was the city for the new arrival or the refugee.

society was layers of folks, each trying to get to the next level, once the resources were secure, they were no different to those they complained about, it was something human and it was not very humanizing, amen. The face of the deceiver, could be a lamb one moment a demon the next, did everyone change as soon as the situation improved, the only thought more of the new lets forget about where we came from, was that it, amen.

One Smile

her eyes sagged a little, the chirpy smile was missing, it had been there a long while, he noticed the first day he entered, there was great spirit in her eye, he knew that he was in loves great care, and so he felt good every time he visited there, she has the eyes of a mother the heart of a lover, lucky woman he sighed, to be a friend of hers, awesome he sighed.

Solomon smiled, there were those he met who brought out the sunshine inside, in real time, how was that for awesome, and good at the coffee too.

Righting

Great White Hope, on his shoulders rests hope, mixes with everyone, but as a term, great white hope, Solomon recalled ancients myths. In all the ancient cultures, there was a great tribulation, then the arrival of the “Great White Hope”, visitor from afar, a giant of a man in Mayan and Aztec culture, whose role was to drive peace and love. It was the main reason the Aztec’s welcomed with open arms the Spanish in the 15/16 centuries, they were a godsend they thought, here to help, not to extend their kingdom.

The flood happens the help arrived, it’s a common story in most cultures going back. The flood could be a plague, depends on the situation at the time.

In the context of the Great Change, there were many pretenders down through the years, many who ended up dictators, and some continents have had more of it than others, and there was the power that tried to curb any positive influences, replacing it when they saw it as a threat. Rome did it’s best, its not uncommon. It happens today, it happens everyday. In a nutshell, when the next Great White Hope arrives, let’s try and support the change, by pouring good thoughts into our everyday ordinary lives that are truly extraordinary. Good men and women everywhere, depended upon the efforts of others, many they would never meet, to counter the challenges

they face, in their efforts to right things. Imagine it, you voice has the power to do good.

Aleppo

So much news, so much hurt, a man is shot, police are blamed, it’s a race issue, the usual suspects say, meanwhile, a few hours away, hundreds of thousands, men women and children live in fear, the town of Aleppo, Syrian war casualties don’t seem to count anymore. The rocket to the moon is ready sir, we can even take photos of anywhere on earth, the excited president moves in, our technology is able to do this, what pride what intelligence he sighs,

he is watching images from space, it’s the save the rhino satellite images, the viewfinder moves, it’s a smoldering heap rubble and dust, the bodies of dead children visible on the earth, he sighs, our technology also did this. Solomon listened to the preacher, the people of Aleppo need our prayers, wasn’t it time for a miracle he prayed, a sign of divine intervention, a plane crash lands and all are saved, burst into flames, God acts in mysterious ways, reform.

Poisoning the Airways

Poisoning the airways

Poisoning the minds

It’s accountability time

Man tells honest story

State goes into attack mode

The truth doesn’t matter

Damage limitation exercise

They search for anything

Hoping for the worst

They manufacture evidence

Hope to stop the outpouring

God appears in the Sky,

Sends storms and more,

They are listening now,

Poisoning the world,

Poison the child,

They’ll soon fill with hate.

Well God Most High isn’t impressed,

Truth serum global change outlook

All over the entire world,

This has been the status,

Control control control,

Well that plan is as they say,

All, over over over, amen.Image