Children’s Day

Mother’s day, women’s day, father’s day, international this day, international that,. this the other, postcards, preparations, the party afterwards, the novelties, the protests, the speakers, the conference, the global speeches, what a load of what, you ask?

The old musketeers, this is old France, the sun king, the belief in the wonders of God, the upstairs and downstairs attitude, those that exceeded their power, loosing their heads, in every way imaginable, you can’t abuse power and get away with it, have all the tyranny you want, but you are not going to get away with it, there are those who will ensure that, there are those who know what is divine.

Solomon sighed, he saw the attitude on the faces, the lives that jumped forward to another time, saw the breakdown in society, the denial of children, of a healthy living world, then passing on the news to their counterparts of old, the car exchanged for a horse, the law replaced by a sword. This is worth fighting for they say. The roots of our problem sown in the past.

Children’s day, not a roll out of all the great advantages that we fill our selves with, feel good is great, they felt the same way on the Titanic, we are all going on a holiday. All the stress that is created, the effort to focus on the lower regions, its’ very pleasurable they say, but there is time, let us grow up first.

What would they think, those who went before us, not the closed minded, but those who were enlightened, and there are many Spirits, watching our progress, even today, wondering what we are going to do next. Are we going to ruin it for everyone, or do something good. Thoughts for a Monday.

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The trail around the corner…

Here for the auditions, a car passes, they begin to scream, it’s him, a few of the more cannier ones use the distraction to steal a few places, they are closer to the door, there’s a life to be gained once inside the door, might even get in the paper, bling, a boyfriend with a football club, it’s hard to ignore, the trail around the corner. Inside the talk is ratings, the flow of cash, how they need to become more risque in order to attract, more electric wallets.

The career, she went to drama school, studied in the auditorium, had a real love of song, now she is being controlled by the accountants, and her dealer, well, the cocaine never disappoints, and she can hit it all night. The long dress is now a mini, she has disrobed in the papers a few times, the tit bit doubled her sales that week. Now she is on the verge of a nervous breakdown, have another pill her manager says, there is malice in his eye, who are you after all, didn’t you do the trail around the corner too.

Solomon sighed, it’s never too late to change lanes, amen.

Her Freedom, where she asks!

The freedom she is allowed, there is so much so see, it is as if she has been given her sight back,  as well as her dreams,  a far cry from the desert she had once lived. She still remembers the smell of the goats, dung burning in the fire, and the drought. Rescued, she was one of the luckier ones, apart from what they did to her down there, she shakes with fear every time the memory hits, who were these men.

In the Name of God and the prophet they said, he must have been a butcher then, who would do that, only someone cruel and resentful. In the bright light, she has found a new home, among the so called infidels, and she has never been happier. Being able to walk along the street, say hello without having to worry. The fear they sowed into so many hearts, it was not God they worshiped, it was something else.

Her voice can listen to the new sounds, her heart dreams, she is not afraid of her thoughts, she can do things she never did before, and her way of life, so much better as well. Her sisters still live there, her dream is to free them too. The fear they encountered when a stranger came to visit, the fear of opening your mouth, the fear of looking into the eyes of someone, the dreading, the death of the Spirit inside. The books they wrote, were not close to the truth, more an exercise in entertainment, they wear black all the time.

Solomon was putting words on an ugly truth, how Spirit was strangled to death in many hearts, voices squashed, the same way, Spirit was sucked out of so many lives, by the religiously chaste; if it was their intention to appeal to God, it was more an appeal to demons instead, did they not understand how to love!

He was in the middle of a war zone, a peace maker of sorts. The religious of his own family, doing their utmost to curb the loving spirit, based of course, on the intellectual thinking of the religious of course, who daily put mill stones around the necks of so many. There only agenda, was to curtail those that did not agree with them, nothing more. And they had allies, many of them. He was writing it to remind himself, they were not very Godly in mind whatsoever, it was an organisational thing with them, nothing more, and reverence for God Most High was far from their actions.

In the meantime, his Friends from the east were being urged to act, in wisdom. The amount of annoying behaviour that can be tolerated has reached its limit, in the face of divine blessings, and He was calling on all the Holy Prophets, to petition God Most High, as there was not much more that could be tolerated. His enjoyment of Spirit, had been curtailed due to their lack of giving while they spied, and harm had accrued on so many occasions, unnecessarily so, and he found this totally unforgivable, so he was sending it up, along with the plight of all the love trapped in so many hearts, on account of their inactions. His word was online, his efforts were known, they had one concern, to perpetuate the past, nothing had changed in fact, amen.

 

They ought to have been removed, amen. Solomon makes his petition in the Name of Jesus Christ, prayers and petitions made in his name are heard in the Heavens above, the greatest truth of all, amen, when from the heart that loves. He saw so many signs too, ask in the Holy Name, it’s exactly what he’d done.

The young women trapped in the desert, their voices and pleas were being heard… the story continues…..

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!

Did it open your ears!!

What, she’s a brawler, from jersey, his ears are bleeding, she shouts cause he’s half deaf. Did you see the way she dressed, what, what, what is she asking anyway, don’t suppose Donald trump would be impressed he says under his breath, his hearing is perfect, it’s all part of an act, the stuff he got away with over the years. Did you see my stick, he walks with an aid, she looks around the apartment, she put it somewhere. They keep each other busy while deceiving each other, she minds him, and he mines her. Healthcare, they are going to cut your health care Louis, What!, did it open your ears. Those who lived with the golden spoon in their mouths were telling the poor how to live, sounded a bit french, Mary Antoinette

, what a poor dress sense, with all those high collars, when she hadn’t a head on her at all. ears, she never used them anyway, what good were they, Healthcare!

Pass The Message On!

Honey, there is so much media that wants and thrives on scandal, hey, the ratings of the TV, and all that TV work,

your profile is higher than God’s, how can you loose dear, you got free this and free that, and every news station wants to hear how hard you worked, just pass the message on, I’ll change America, all of it, golf courses in every town, i’ll call them “trump greens”, that’s a great Idea Honey, and ..hey where’s my clean shirts, with the maid dear, ..that sweet little one he smiles, Meanwhile, far away, a mother toils, the local support needed for enterprise support, has been usurped by one of Donald’s kind, that’s just business, my focus is on making america great, does that sound like a good slogan are not, a small boy puts up his hand,

Mr Donald, your doing all this talking about it, why don’t you do it then, now! Donald smiles, that’s the type of kid to have around, know’s what he wants.

What’s your name son asks Donald, what do you need that for replies the boy, you got all that wealth in your account and i got none, why didn’t you change america when you had the time and vision, change is easy, why talk about what you should have been doing all along, pass the message on. amen. can anyone get this kid out of here, they make too much god damn sense, pass the message on!.

 

Finding Love

What are you on about, if you don’t do this that and the other I ain’t going to love you at all, away with you, the beggar goes from door to door, the soul goes from hope to hope, seeking acceptance of who they are, it’s a quandary, the make up of so many lives changed for all time from what it used to be. Solomon was reading a story about slavery, well, it was the modern world being explained in times past, by actions past, what was going on then, was going on now, discrimination hadn’t changed that much, the economics was the same, the bias was the same, and those that got ahead treated everyone else the same way, as they saw others treated before them, what was the great surprise.

Finding yourself, who you are, and the accomplice in your life, that accepts you, cause that’s who you are, is no easy task, especially with the way our habits have formed us. Solomon was reading, how habits passed on, were the actions of the past passed on, as warned by Jesus, forgive and you have a chance, don’t, and you life is a mess. Are you the head that can never forget the wrongs he wondered. He listened to a few bitch on about this and that, wondered who it was helping, or was it just a case of friends warning each other, love is colorless

, you can’t store it, you can only grow it, how hard was that, amen.