Not Another Boring Day….

The bed is so comfy, the dread of the office, you might even pick up a cold, everyone is complaining of the virus, another one does it’s rounds. You pull the covers a little higher, it’s safe in there, and warm, the thought of cold water on your face, the shock of it, is there anything better to do, and don’t forget the mouthwash, nay, I’d rather stay in bed and have a few beers, reflect on the times I was young and brave, and there was a cause to fight for, those were the days. The clock buzzes, the repeat alarm, who invented such a thing, same as adds on the TV, thank god for the world that allows us watch TV without having to digest the adds. The media influence is slipping and the people are finding their voice, amen.

The rules, you can’t eat this, and that is bad for you too, seems like you will have to dump the contents of the fridge again, third time in a month. Too much money perhaps, and no common sense, your thinking all the time while under the duvet. You recall that movie, the guy takes out the friends Ferrari, Ferris someone or other, you remember, it was a few years ago, the stuff you remember, it was years ago, still you recall, not so bad, your testing the old grey matter, nothing wrong with it. Time to call in a sickie, one less in the office, temporary staff will get a call, someone will eat an unexpected lunch, even better, a child will get an unexpected treat, courtesy to your non arrival at work, ever see it like that, possibly not, you know now, so what are you waiting for.

Stuff you used to do, and still want to, the mornings under the duvet. You are not getting up for work you say, the words you used long ago when the pillow was not empty, the damn rules and the fear it spreads. Impressionism wasn’t painting in the fifteenth century, but it was many years later, and possibly the most sought after art there is today, everything changes. You grab the duvet and smile, you are still willing to risk it, and it feels good.

Solomon sighed, I will have to get a regular job one day, but today I’m going to be me. The rules, even Jesus had to put up with the jibes, well, he was stealing the power of the so called rulers of the day, so they imagined, well he wasn’t, it was just an awful lot easier when you say it as it is, and stop the acting as so many of them did, in order to secure their jobs and the power they held. A reminder to everyone, you can change it any given day, and once you understand that and think how others feel, the world around you brightens up, and all despair just leaves you, you just have to imagine it.

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Yahweh

One world, One God, Many frauds. Solomon sighed, the power of the wind, the beauty of a flower, its something to behold he sighed. Fresh water on a hot day, the words of Jesus fill us with a thirst that can never be quenched. A bundle of steel, the end they thought, from the wreck, great blessings, no journey is a waste, it’s what you learn that matters. On his knees, he cleans the bathroom, why me he sighed, a lesson in humility sighed the angel into his ear.

The Access Code

The heart that loved was the access code, there was no other means, it was that simple, just as said 2,000 years earlier, and it was where Holy Spirit dwell ed, in the invisible soul, as invisible as soul, unless you were aware of how it manifested itself. The movement of nature, who could control love, it was very similar. We imitated life around us, our spirits, some had it strong, and more didn’t, most of it greedy, amen. It all started in the heart, and the prejudice.

There are no divisions, just man made regulations, as spoken, 2,000 years ago, amen.IMG_5757

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Why Not Now!

What sort of mind encourages us to despise love and hate instead,

Where does this influence come cause sure don’t come from above,

Why do the children rush around and why the sudden changes,

Who alters the moods why the bad news all the time who I wonder,

A constant flow the low blows the accusations the anger and worse,

Who pushes such an agenda who puts up the hand says stop no one,

Why this the way of life we arrange why have we become strangers,

many questions few answers so much medication so many dangers,

Bradley manning snowden the women traumatised the innocence stolen,

From Dr King to Che Guevara fields of Vietnam and where war rages,

children of Syria Gaza hunted refugees the hungry the persecuted,

so many examples so much trauma many cases of blind control around us,

there is much revelation yet so much tribulation so much consternation,

every change is a ship that turns around  sets a new course a new plan,

The world is in this cycle it’s gathering force and it’s happening faster now,

it’s the power of Love the power of God the power of his Spirit from above,

Learn to forgive learn amend set a good example learn to be a friend,

It’s not often we che2IMG_5757Featured Image -- 1110227448ghandhiFeatured Image -- 1110227280BOBMARLEY_HDget the chance to dance to the same tune and rhythm,

Use the opportunity to unite in love and watch the growth of a world in love,

Heaven on earth begins the day you put your love out there and on view,

Amen.