boy meets false prophet

Elvis in the year 2024, well its sort of Elvis, well, don’t sell your talent for the short gain, times and faith will see you through, Tennis protege, talented coach has worked hard and long, the sparkle of success, you can have this, that, the other, wall street style life, and not in years to come but real soon, its aching the temptation, the talent is there, time matures it, a year later he is reading the Gary player book of golf, what are you doing asks his companion, what, he says nought, the greens are tricky like at Augusta, he thinks, I’m glad i stuck to the basics, Mrs Carey had one so called lesson, Mrs Carey you don’t need any lessons, so what are you doing in the bunker, what, its practice time, I want to learn the green slope, what, down on his hunkers, parallel to the ground almost, Gary Player, I’m reading the green, do greens do you for bucks though, hahaha, according to Gary, you have 2 putts per hole, that’s a lot for a round of golf, gold on the green, money in the bank.

That’s a nice driver, the price though, that other stuff, all the benefits, Gary Player again, you must learn how to struggle, even when learning to walk, and if you want to borrow this, why is he offering to help, maybe he just likes the way i golf, what does Mammy think, what, the two cars at the lights, flash and strong, flash has the glitter, Strong has performance, what would you choose, that old putter was a winner, why do I create such doubts, you lose a short foundation, what, the weather is always sunny on the circuit, think aloud, what am I doing this for, its not ambition alone, its inside, its character formation as well, think before you risk it, the way golf teaches you.

Solomon smiled, Mrs Carey, always ahead of the posse in terms of inner preparation, but she had all the housework and stuff done first, family, and if in doubt, what did Jesus answer, amen.

On offensive ways, sometimes it takes awhile to learn the new ways. What, the old society meets the new one, well, its more western, people are more outspoken, its a market driven world, to survive, its hard to be polite, or the games people play, like that scene in Schindler, the boy cleaning the bath, okay, so we have to put up with little insults, what are you shouting at, five minutes later they are sharing a fizzy drink., no harm intended, we survived that way, you would not believe what we have had to endure, patience, look, its the stuff that happens, traffic jams, there are more important issues, besides, the Almighty checks all motives, stop worrying.

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.

Spirit on the run…

Its not dead spirit, in short, its not looking back, it’s living, like water from the stream, it runs and runs, dead, hardly, memory, only the affects or the lack of it, Spirit on the run, runs, living, it needs to be nourished, what sort of spiritual food will do, simple questions, what can we do for it, what’s that, Solomon recalled the time; why do you do that, altruism is dead, or so the expression said, was it that bad that no one thought of doing good for ordinary reasons, or was it the pressure on the spirit that brought the words to life, or was it the paranoia they filled the world with, a disease they hoped many would catch.

I need space, my head, the heart is refilling again, is this the miracle, is this my time, the helicopter, we are not afraid, at last, they bring food not despair, and as for story, how do we get across the great divide, bribe someone.

Solomon was at the wheel, the seas were rising and falling, the boat, an old wooden structure, what, trust in God, this is a holy voyage, the monks on deck, taking the Holy Words in the book to a safer place, where they’d exist for the next generation. There were no boards of this or that, no one cared who had children, no one questioned normal human activity, no one could pull you in, no one to send trouble, only those that were intent on destroying good. Did the monks have a pension plan, did they take life cover, were they planning for disaster, was there big brother and others, trying to appear calm, as if they could halt things, smile on.

The way we do things; the public opinion has gone global; lets hope you think about the new garden of influence, or do you prefer the approval of man or God.

Price

Wanted, the poster, what was so funny then. Those we rely upon the ones we try to bring down. Too common, always there, seemingly available, always, easy to manipulate, often helped too, others, there for the people, there to help, did we do this to our selves. Now we need them, all of us, divine intervene-rs, those with the Spirit, we have all heard about the other. The loss to others, is this Jesus on the law of the talents. Is this Jesus on responsibility, in short, do we test the patience of the Almighty, we act like children at times, but do we always act that innocently, do we undo ourselves. God hasn’t showed up in awhile they used to say. Now its every day, the story reveals itself. What is it that drives us, what does it matter, we all have to go through the gap.

Treasure Box

Baby!, her labor pains have begun, there is joy on the faces of the women. At last. The new arrival will take all their attention as they should. New leaf on the tree. The women chat easily. Its time, the baby knows it. The prayer picture on the wall, reverence for God. There will be no other thoughts inside today, new life.

Solomon on the new times; Jesus is the go to man for insight on all things today, amen.

Look, there will be space on the next rocket ship, I swear!. What choice do they have, but to believe him. He lied about the others, he, they walk away, what!.

Francis, the number of files would fill a medium sized office. He looks at the monsignor. If we got even 10% into real service again. 10%, even one per cent says the monsignor would do. Francis looks at the monsignor. I think we’ll be needing a coffee machine in here. Done Papa.

Recycle recycle recycle.

New list of Holy Orders issued, amen.