Can’t Concentrate today

having difficulties in school, doesn’t respond when spoken to, sits alone during break time, is quick to start a row, what is gone wrong she asks, the school report is another nail in her coffin, she is overloaded, hasn’t the time she needs to spend with her child, the doctor prescribes medication, it’s mood altering, should calm him down a little, and it’s safe for children she asks, the doctor nods, holds up the brochure, has been used safely in thousands of cases, goodbye.

She is out of bed, her medication the first thing on her mind, determined to get better, there is a lot at stake, her career, the well being of the family, and herself. better she feels, is it placebo, it couldn’t work that fast, she’s just popped one, in reality it will take twenty minutes before it hits her system. Can you get me any sleepers i’ll trade you some anti depressants, what are they like he asks, he wants them to come down from the heroin he is on.

A busy night a big presentation, there will be over a 100 colleagues watching his every move, better take one of her pills, he’s seen how calm they make her. he slips two from the blister pack, he will take a half one now and the other half an hour before he goes on, nice and relaxed. I didn’t know what i was doing, i hit him once then twice, i knew if he got up he was going to kill me, there was a lot of blood and the pictures were leaked to the press.

The gathering claps, great presentation chuck, he nods, is more relieved than anything else, can feel the spare tablet in his pocket, didn’t have to take the second one. I wasn’t in my right mind it was the medication, that’s what i’m saying. A doctor rushes in from the text room, the patients are on a line of new medication, there has been really exciting results, there is a fortune at stake, if what the patient told her is correct, it made me strong down there he smiles.

The shares go through the roof, do you know what this means, no more slow downs in the bedroom, can you believe it, how come nobody discovered this before, high fives every where, the doctor who made the discovery is soon on the board. You mean there is a side affect we didn’t know about, that is good for the bottom line. She pops her pills, the shot gun is on the back seat, she is having weird dreams, see’s things that no one will ever believe.

she walks from the canteen back to her cell, she smiles and nods strolls slowly, can’t believe where she is, what am i doing here, she is lucky they didn’t execute her, because she was a woman and it was her first offence, life without parole was her final sentence. You mean i have to take these everyday, she remembers her sisters friend. he had issues, social issues, had been unable to express himself, so did what a child did, acted up in a way that would attract attention, i need help, how can you make an appeal if you don’t understand yourself.

How many sighed Solomon, how many, addicted unintentionally and legally, why be surprised, didn’t they put the soldiers sent to Vietnam on medication, in order to get them to fight, well, who can concentrate on that!

He’s Home

the wait was worth it, she was in the company of her father again, the sadness forgotten, the healing began. The sunshine arrives, and the smiles with it, almost magic, well it was, but sometimes we take it for granted, the way real friendship is. Solomon was reflecting on the events, the sense of wonder, the hope is real not imaginary. It was the child he sighed, the heart that is restless till the news arrives, your father is home, someone to stand up for you. The void in the hearts of so many, the vacuum that is waiting to be filled, the dealers and their syringes, the online trolls and their hatred of all that is good, imagine being a lone parent child, always waiting, imagine them as being connected to God, as they are, their calls seen as prayers, well i did give them the talent He says, what have they done. I’m a good child, i do what i am told and i clean up, i help, i do all the stuff, so where are you, your not home.

There were many in situations of influence who needed to be wary, at last. The signs from above, indicators of the existence of divine influence, it was just a question of heart and prayer. the door opens, the child lifts up, i can’t believe, the smile is huge, that’s the way it should be, amen. when they start making excuses, it’s time to close the ears.

Sharing

Does that sound too much, having to share, imagine it, the apostles and Jesus discussing the value of sharing, well, why do you want to keep it when you have to give it away anyway, and when you get old, they will watch to see how your doing, wondering when they will get their share, meanwhile you will worry about who you left out, while the lawyer reminds you of the tax shelters available while you worry more, about the tax consequence of giving this person that and that person that, well, i never liked her anyway, just make it easy on yourself says Jesus, share while it’s good not while your weak, your father in heaven knows what you do, and you might even be helping an angel, and the consequences of that, your recorded in the annals of the good. And you wont have to worry about inheritance tax or leaving others out, thereby getting rid of all those resentments. I can see saint peter shaking his head, while he calls the apostles over, he’s right you know. Sharing makes everything better, amen. Grumpy old men nod their heads, he’s always right, amen. And when you need help, well, you have it too!.

Where do their ideas come from?

His fingers are tight on the controls, he’s fidgeting with his fingers, it’s getting intense, the bad guy has been spotted on screen, he twists the hand held device, misses the object, his character dies, he loses, begins to cry, tosses the gadget across the room, gives his granny who is minding him an awful fright, where do the ideas come from. She waits till he goes to the bathroom, examines the box, over eighteens only, violent scenes, unsuitable for children under the age, he re enters the room, is a little calmer. She wants to raise the idea with his mother, but is afraid to open her mouth, they might send her away, well, that’s what they do these days when the elderly interfere, well, she’s getting doddery they say.

The twist before the mirror, she pouts, is my ass big in that, her friend just laughs, they are both under ten, but they are getting in on the act, their mothers call it confidence, it’s what the experts say, a good impression of one self is so important, what do the hungry children think of that, impressions. The response from mother, their confidence they say, we can’t do anything to undermine it. It’s the repeat dose, so repeated, everyone has the exact opinion, leaving no doubts, giving comfort to all and sundry, at least your getting that bit right, while they reach for their tranquilizing medication, only three left, must get a prescription for the weekend, suppose it’s the same as the junkie, just a little neater and more respectable, the prescriber wore a suit and had credentials on the wall, while the other dealer, well, in the dark light it was hard to read his face, where do they get their ideas from.

Solomon sighed, they said the same in Rome all those years ago, this God thing is just another of their helpless idols, look what he has done for them, filled them with hope, nothing more. History proved otherwise, but at least we have the remains of the old empire, reminders of their follies, imagine it, they had it all once, now they have nothing.

The Small Child

H

e put his head down, the friends had gone home, he was there on his own. His friends made him forget, there were the good times, the way you can forget your troubles, the way the heart is put at ease. He watched from the window, the memories he had, they would stay with him for a while.

The need to escape, the routes we choose, the lonely walk the friends you meet along the way. Solomon was thinking, the refugee in all of us, and what an arrogant world so often forgot, the fate of others, it was their greatest mistake, trying to ignore it all. The mother is in a state, she will be beating him when the booze goes over the meter, and the neighbors will turn up the television, in the hope they wont hear and simply forget.

There was an appeal for help, the father held his small son, it was all he had,. his son, the warm arms of his prayerful father, Solomon was asking the Chief, to remind those in authority they had, this man was calling out loud, 24 trillion off shore, what was the excuse this time, amen. I’m hungry he sighs, his fathers eyes fill with tears, soon he replies. The famine in the hearts, and the need for a response, amen.

Blessings

written two thousand seven hundred and twenty three days ago almost, give or take an hour or two, well close on that time. He meant to say years, but the sun was high in the sky, and it was hot, was it sun stroke, Ezra is walking around the wild flower field, he’s talking with the angel, so real, he is both amazed and frightened, not frightened in the sense of today, but frightened at the scale of the disclosure, there’s loads of blessings stored up, the holy grail of help. The angel is humming a Johnny cash tune, what’s that smiles Ezra, he likes the beat, down down down in a blazing ring of fire, down down…is that a sad tune your humming asks Ezra, momentarily distracted, the mornings work has been a load, something the angel knows. to ease the mood he picked a tune from the future to help Ezra relax, for some reason Johnny cash was in his brain jukebox.

The humming stops, the angel smiles, nice tune isn’t it, Ezra nods, now back to business says the angel, i don’t want to loose the job and the boss expects results. Ezra raises his eyebrows, i’m listening, come on. yeah, blessings, it’s a treasure chest, once you unlock it, well, they are there for the taking but you have to earn it that’s all. How do we do that thought Ezra excited, am i going to win a camel,

maybe my own water well too, what a blessing he smiled, i’ll have all i need, and we will have water for ever too.

Solomon was reading Ezra, the ancient writings. Interesting stuff. The Faith to believe was in deed the gift. amen There are blessings stored up, to be poured out, you just have to be able to receive them. So that’s what they meant, the words always confused him, to those who have more will be given, faith he sighed. He saw her on the street, he saw them everywhere, everywhere the faith was working, new looking people, amen.

Donald has a plan…..

Sir, you just can’t abandon the united nations sir, it’s undemocratic answered his sidekick, a party pundit, but what could he say, chuckling, undemocratic, we are republicans after all. Donald was looking out the window of the tower, he preferred the furnishings there to the oval office, he was in his stocking feet, was feeling light of heart. War he said, while scanning the Manhattan skyline has been with us since the beginning almost, and the U.N. was set up to curb war, but it has not stopped one from where i am looking. it’s impossible, to accept there is nothing i can do about it, i’m president after all, one word from me and a war will start tomorrow, that isn’t wisdom, that is pure foolishness. A secretary was typing his mutterings, her fingers flying across her IPad, got that treacy he smiled, yes boss she replied, i also got a tuna sandwich for you later.

Donald smiled, i can always count on women, my mother he sighed, thinking of her.

Center for the prevention of war, make that C-pow for short. Eureka, that’s it. In a nutshell, there will be a body to prevent war, and a penalty for those who start them without consulting us, a big financial one. Great idea Mr President, who thought it sounded very cliched, C pow first war after. ┬áThe national debt was at twenty trillion, every modern country was in debt, a new start was needed, for everyone.

It was a simple idea, too simple almost. Solomon sighed, wasn’t that what Jesus said all those years ago, once you forgive that’s it ,amen, the end of hatred, the stuff that eats you from the inside, amen.