The day spot saved the sheep…

Solomon looks at the picture. In red, she stands among the political pals. A stern look on her face. What story is she reminding us of. Solomon was airing his opinions to himself, its important to free your thoughts, and well, lets hope there are those who are not nefarious in the vicinity listening, to take advantage of them, or as George Orwell would say, waiting to use them. The AI machine will have to be re programed if that’s the case, amen.

The number of journeys the lady in the red coat made. Not always encouraged, she was undaunted, it reminds Solomon of the warnings of Jesus when directing his thoughts to those in positions of authority. Your talents have a purpose, use them wisely.

The way the children came to her door, the desperately needy at times, how she was always prepared, they never left her without some giving. Same as the record seventeen Christmas cakes. How eaten bread is quickly forgotten, amen.

Che Guevara

Why did the man stop at the leper colony, what does it teach us. Who are we referring too today. The need to think outside the box. The man takes a another route while on holiday. He sees the people most in need of help, there are few there to help the French doctor who has put his own health on the line. Che, a doctor in the making, doesn’t ignore his calling. Perhaps in the modern world, those who are different are the people he is trying to help. In his time, those who were different, were poor, and in need of help. To feel good about yourself, helping with things, making others feel wanted and with friends. The pal who is lonely in school, no one to talk with, maybe they have lost a parent or someone is sick. In little ways we can do what Love demands, and that’s not hard on the heart, amen.

Years later, down in the club, Solomon is doing the social, meeting and greeting. Ah, a regular appears, a bit of a loud mouth, nothing more, makes stupid comments, then gets a sneer, why does he say that, Jesus would have said, turn the other cheek. Its only a late night comment from someone whose a little intoxicated, nothing more. You don’t expect a confrontation, how often do we hide secrets, amen. Later, there is a call to erect a statue to Che, there are objections. Just some who don’t want reminding of his influence.

Now, they wish they had treated Che kinder, perhaps. His picture is all over the world.

Francis worries over the succession. No need to napalm the doubters, bad stuff, think of Vietnam, if only the civil rights lawyer had stayed at the law. Solomon thought of his little friends, they need a good start, and funds, if in the poor areas. Imagine going on holiday with no spending money, it can cause great hurt. And Happy souls make great workers later. Maybe those that want to control things, use money and access to it., to deny good deeds.

In a nutshell, the good lawyer, who is thinking of ways to improve things. Even though he has a track record of getting it right, those in comfortable surroundings, don’t like the man who can do what they can do, and better, without having their resources, because he shows them up. For years they make life difficult, denying the entire population access to great advice, and we wonder, thanks grass hopper, any ideas, cheers to the health, amen.

The CIA, what. The effort to cause distress, well, usual suspects may apply, amen.

Taylor Swallow and Barney Dolphin…

They meet at the magic isle, two souls in the seeking, space for their talents, they want to say it, but need the comfort of being appreciated, through difficulties, they come and go, time teaches them, lessons, if only we had known, our governments don’t always have the right hearts at work, those that sought power, tried to dismiss our opinions, there was no space for us to go, they find each other, and energize each other, and out of their efforts, a certain rhythm flows. This new beat, call it heavenly rhythm, a truth in other words, attaches to the hearts of others, opening the inside spaces, that many kept closed, for no one could reach them, a bit like the Heart of Jesus, the joy so many felt, ah, someone understands us at last, and its called free will.

Solomon on the critics choice of old, the movies that were deemed ordinary, not winners in the immediate sense, dismissed as arty or worse, well, look what that pulled in at the box office, payola of a different kind, the agents, what do they know, JK Rowling smiles, what did the other 12 agents think, do they wonder, it must put a smile on her face, they so knowing, and having a job of critique, what were they critiques of, public opinion, amen. As we know, opinions are known to alter with time, the classic movies so vital in their simplicity, as for the great lessons Americana has taught us, even great minds can get it so wrong at times. Maybe it was a truth that was debased, by those who coveted power over everything else. The ostrich didn’t see the wolf approaching, its head stuck in the soil. How mother nature teaches us in so many ways, ask Ezra, or Esdras, they were authors of doom, far from it, they wanted to save us, from our personal demons, well, you acquired that stuff, look what it has done for you, wrong, no, you were learning, perhaps experimenting, that’s all.

Solomon on leaders, some are trying to navigate the opinions of those surrounding them, change, its what a tree does as it grows. We are never ready, we just prepare, and with preparation we are better able to deal with change, some cultures over protect, the state acts like a big boss, suppose the leader is a tyrant in a small town, makes life hellish for those with differing thoughts, Clint Eastwood, did you ever see the movie, Josie Wales, I’m not sure what the critics said, or how much the box office took in, but many years later, you have a story, that is like a parable, who wrote such stuff, and to the point, every nation needs its independent opinions, despite what the over religious might say, amen.

Meanwhile, Taylor and Barney write a few melodies, the populace are ready, they get their themes right, hearts open just when the Almighty God is sending the signs, new meanings enter the hearts, a new generation of hope filled souls emerge, to put out the darkness, amen.

Look, we got over the start, we gave it time, it was touch and go before that, now its, wait and see, the good will unwind itself, just accept your situation internally, and think, so many regret not being patient, amen.

Meanwhile, Barney says to Taylor, how about this. They are lying on a sandbar, ..there was once this great institution, some called it a gift, it was called the taylors, it was where the travelers meet, each year at a time when the swallows came home, they’d nest in the comfort of taylors, for there their friendship would grow, a time came when the darkness arrived, the travelers were under the pump, they didn’t have time to notice, the threat to their own pub, ..or how about this says Taylor, .. there was this school of great learning where a poet queen was in residence, she taught them to learn the beauty of the spoken word, and it still exists…So does the pub says barney, but it took awhile to reclaim it. Taylor asks, well Barney what happened, where asks Barney, hang on a minute girl, I’ve just spotted a stray herring…

Ah give us a chance will you, Barney looks at his fishy pal, I was just going to redirect you, we can change you know. Meanwhile, Barney and Taylor continue their musical commune, any more rhythms she asks, if only he smiles… later.

Cost of a Slave Cost of a Soul….

Asking, the new times, the sights above, the co-operation, all sides converge, there is dirt everywhere, lets not pretend, the children know all this, they read the signs, they haven’t had to go through the pretending phase yet, lets not pretend.

China and its remarkable growth, its a long time from the sixties. Was it even safe to visit, the opening between east and west, the hope of new trading routes, (there is this kind who wants to know the way the electric age developed, stick to china, hard word makes it easy)…the peace, we can visit there, now its a case (well, what sort are you coming here), how the times have done a pole turn over, helpful words, now its a case of, well, now its a case of, now its a case of, were they too patronizing way back then, what happened in the intervening years, who in America led this decline, Jeff smiles, the third candidate, was that a reference to Robert Redford, whatever, there was a conscience you know, writers put in words, activists did their thing, paradise for many lost, where is the Milton, the baby needs comforting fast.

The domino affect, Jesus on the scene, the Heavenly powers given the nod, carefully too, and dramatic when needed, there are Heavenly Sheep on the different pastures, points to Uriel and Esdras, not a difficult compromise. You arrive on stage, what, there is an audience, someone asks you to talk, immediately they ask, its not stand up hour, but your opinion is asked for, it could be the way you treat another, what, do you want to say something, what is there to be fearful of, you already fear God Almighty, so you start….

The children are safe, you can speak openly, your lying on your bed to the next vacation, say it, without menace, honestly. People were bought and sold, taken against their will, sold on, and stuff, and lets say it clearly, used for all sorts of reasons, globally. Are you booking with Eternity Airlines or low cost Sir, amen. Low Cost, what’s the difference, oh, there is no difference in cost as you understand it, its the staff!.

He is under the camera, he has to make it look authentic, he whispers, just let me lead, they pass to the next, meanwhile, he sets off his GPS controller, amen. peaky reminders….

Old Amo and the lift….

The Spirit rose, there was no fear, the mind active, a soul still alive, a smile on the face, the dull cheeks turning red, the soul drinking in the holy words. What, how is it possible. The pharisee’s complained when Jesus did some healing on the sabbath. The Blind man, who could see, who did the healing. I told you, Jesus did it.

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Fairy tale of New York

What, Amo is eating again, the soup arrives, he eats it all up. The Sun bounces on the day he goes up, same for his spouse. What, they argue among themselves, how is this possible. The Spirit gets the lift from those of the Spirit, who remind them of eternal life, and not the worries of those, who worry about their reputations, amen.

What, its the old story. Jesus complains at the lack of faith of his own people, while commending the roman commander, for the faith his men had in him. How ironic. If only they had such faith, his own followers, who were aware of the miracles too, amen. Believe before you recieve, amen.