Loopers

What a concoction, strained misled tired old folks, struggling to pay for healthcare, which is free in most places across the globe, why you ask, we need money, who doesn’t, but health care too, prisons, tax breaks for building them, is there anything you can’t sell, genes perhaps, add in the poor people, of all color, those that want to argue too, a few white love themselves only types, fans of adult Hitler too, led by a cartoon man who knows how to caress the imagination, and has lots of money and supporters he enjoys to tease, and you wonder what happened to the United States, loopers.

Al Capone got lots of fame too, was a charitable contributor too, paid not enough tax, sounds familiar, loopers. The media of course, used every crime or act of Alphonse to sell the papers,while reminding those with little or no prospects,that life is not over, you can be an Alphonse too, and your name will be in the papers too, and we wonder where it all came from, and guess who explains it all, the same papers that helped create the monsters. Jesus would have proper words for them, has, the seeds you sow, the crop you reap, usually your own doing, amen.

India, America, Off shore finance, and I can go to the beech….

Freedom, I am allowed to meet my friends, freedom, I can visit friends, freedom, there are many meanings to the word, but will the world ever be as it was, pre virus, will there be a lasting legacy, since us humans are prone to emotional inputs, your life is at threat, it’s a big question, everyone for themselves,well, my life is more important than yours, hello, they have just issued a decree, you can go for a swim too, meanwhile, they search for oxygen, just to grasp some relief, many ask, how did it come to this.

Off shore finance, the wealthy list is published, is it the ring the bells moment, any tact, one post shows the price of teenage girls in South America, you ask, what message are they trying to sell, people are dying, it’s no conspiracy, mother earth wins the Irish 1,000 guineas, meanwhile there is post after post about the oxygen crisis; if they can send men and women into space, surely everyday problems such as oxygen supplies, is basic, amen.

Human industry, we have talents, used, solutions, why the constant fear, there has to be a simple answer, space. The Year of 2020 vision, it could not have been any clearer, the beech though, friends excited, fun, we haven’t met for awhile, freedom, what else is there to fill the minds with.

Solomon recalled the readings of old, and the deep truth, a time when Faith was strong, leaders leading, not building empires, there was respect for God, had anyone read Isaiah lately, if they hadn’t they should. Jesus read the text regularly, is quoted, as if pointing us in that direction, Had there ever been so many weather changes in so short a time, amen.

My influences….

Not someone trying to sell me something, not a busy exchange, not a website, something simple, my likes and dislikes, i don’t have to think anymore, the electric mood changer provides all the interests i’ll ever need, my personality type will be lumped together with others, it’s as if i joined a cult, no need to think at all, just follow the leader, which one you ask. But lets not think it’s all bad,we have been warned, Jesus of course set it in words, how the blind leading the blind leaves everyone in the toilet, well, my influences, they only want to satisfy my wonder lust. An interest in south american history led me to the rather sad conclusion; how those with the resources and means, join up with any authority that provides armed help, in order to sustain the imprisonment of millions of people. My influences, i now get invitations to watch the under life in many impoverished places, as forms of entertainment. Young girls who sell themselves all day, while millions online can tune in and watch it. Well, it opens up the life so many have to deal with, so what are your influences….Pride of place seems to be the off shore bank account that allows so much inequity to continue, as usual…

Grey and Tired

The old man sits in the pew, has been doing it a long time. The attendance was falling, had been for sometime, then a regeneration began, it stopped too, then came the lock down. He holds his gray hairs in his palms. He has become acquainted with the new social fashion, the electric networks, handy in the beginning then they end up trying to control your life, and they try to patent your email, we got you first, second click goes to us, meanwhile, does being a prisoner sound different.

Grey and tired slips onto his knees, they creak, he has been doing it a long time. Guidance he prays, guidance. The leadership he relied upon is missing. Cults within the body of His church want to control it all, they peddle all sorts of stories, they are selling it out with anxiety and fear. Didn’t Jesus say it simply’ Hold firm and be a good Samaritan to the very end, amen.

Whatever the faith road, the good choices and the dodgies, you have to risk sometimes. A young woman enters the sanctuary, makes her way to the candles, she has a few lights, prayers she wants heard. He lifts his head, she has three candle in her hands, what’s she waiting for. Peace for Gods children and peace to the world, he hears her sigh. The old man gets up, in one go, full of energy. Light footed, he pops down to the candles, lights one of his own.

Keep on going, when it gets tough, remind yourself of the words of Jesus, it’s not always easy, amen.

Harry, Meghan and the Mother in Law…..

timing is badly off,a few days before mother’s day, is the hype worth it, Oprah, timing, there are issues, real ones, it’s not a case of ratings, so many living in confusion, the press talks about what, while in far off places, small children simply starve, humanitarians, indeed. The world is a state of chaos, so those removed from reality play with the mood of nations, affecting the little bit of hope so many have. I suppose they will demand that God apologizes next for giving them life, well, those who are up there, seem to have the only opinions that matter.

Mothers day, what family doesn’t have issues. Is the publicity that important, it’s not as if they are promoting the words of Jesus and peace, do more doubts make people feel good about themselves. I didn’t hear my name in the news lately, the agent, or spin doctor organizes a robbery, a theft, something to draw the attention, as if it’s a burning house.

But the prophets did say, there would be plenty of silly behaviors, they partied to the day the flood came. A mother is wounded, while the signs from Heaven continue to appear. What respect is there for God and the wonders of creation; The vineyard and the tenants, is the only parable that fits the bill. They laughed at the prophets of old, they worshiped them when they were dead, built monuments to them,even though they treated them with disgrace. How prophetic the words of Jesus, amen.

I hear the loud voice, I only did it for the issue of the day, really. When you turn people against each other, you are only a demon in the making, nothing more, amen. TV, it used to be entertainment, now it’s a tool for the destruction of character, amen.

GOING TO THE WOODS

A young mother, a poor education, no emotional home, gravitates to those who accept her, their life style becomes her, she is old but is young, already caught up in another world. Escaping seems easy, finding a refuge,harder. Your so good looking,a nice smile too, is that all they see. On the radio another mouth is heard, the same one that is always seeking praise for itself, well, esteem needs to be pushed to galactic levels these days. Whats a million, poop money, lets get real, keep them focused on envy, they will never escape it.

He hunts, likes playing the hunter, the thrill of feeling superior. Superior at creating mass hardship, they were folks just like the grand parents, how it’s easy to steal without risks, the lawyer says it’s legal too. All acknowledged believers, awards to their names, the seal is valued. Even if the roman empire has disappeared, why not go through the process again.

Why did you leave here alone; The questions you are faced with, he is trying to explain himself away, the hunter is about to get caught and knows it. Finally he admits the crime; it was so long, not having anyone to torment. Everyone blames covid, don’t they.

When you learn to forgive, as Jesus preached, you remove the threat of the demons,as they no longer have a hold over you, amen.

Women’s Day

Early rise, a little preparation, there are others to consider, the gift, nurture, the womb we all descend from. Always others, always aware of the risks, you need a good start, how we need to support mothers. There will always be issues, but that’s for everyone. Mothers day, women’s day, why is it that women dread wars the most, while men usually made those decisions to go to war. In a nutshell, when the smoke is gone, while the crumbling buildings are being refashioned, it’s the women who have most to fear. All that testosterone, where does it go. If only there was more consideration of women, a grand thought. Even at the pivotal moments in time, women, the savior on the cross, He didn’t look down on them like they were some possession. In fact, stated clearly, equality of the sexes.

A new understanding of our role on the planet, international women’s day makes this point. A good start is half the battle, the first years, position the child for a bright future, as they learn their role. Boys and girls, their relationship with their mother, the most important relationship they will ever have, it will leave scars or tears, maybe both. So why the misogynist mindset, particularly when so many souls, claim to be believers in the Most High God. Ever go to a party where there was only one sex in the room, the heaviness that sets in, then the lightness you encounter, when you are among a mixed sex environment, or free from the tyranny of one set of opinions.

It’s not one or the other as many wish it to be. Dictators think that way. Hopefully, the changing global environment and it’s recovery too, if time allows, will bring about a more balanced mindset, amen.

The Old Story

The grief, the prophets of old had to put up with. There you have Jesus, eating his dinner with some of those looked down upon, by the so called respectable folks,drinking a glass of wine, mingling with fallen women as some are called, then you have this Pharisee,dressed in robes lift his nose up, as if he is someone superior. The story is a familiar one; mixing with those deemed unclean, what will you catch. And many wonder why Jesus used story to teach, knowing full well, how laws are altered to favor a certain opinion, thereby, pushing more and more people, to seek Spiritual guidance from charlatans, may we all learn.

Dan Browne and Order of Priorities… not a new book, just a thought about it….

Dan Browne wrote the story, did this society exist, and what did it represent. Comic story, love story, great adventure, however you see it, the order of priorities has changed, the world has been turned upside down, not the exchange of the poles, as some suggested, the so called intelligenti. Fancy talk, we will visit Mars, outer space, report on stuff they have no knowledge of, enthuse many to waste their time, while stringing out the worlds population, with distractions. How often the lift and fall feeling, a common tactic for those who deceive, who hurriedly build space ships, as if there is something coming down the line,something they can’t ever deal with,an encounter with God.

Compassion, feeding the hungry, the gifts of the Spirit are visibly missing in some places. Women a toe rag, disposed of when used up. ladies wake up, don’t sell your soul, whatever, Dan Browne reminds us of demons, the writer here, has encountered that threat,and sent for divine help, believe it. But as every mother knows, those that rear their children, the needs of their children come first. So an order of priorities is not just a society, it’s paramount for our future activity, amen.

Fear in his eyes

The first wince of a child, should bring tears to your eyes, or do you look away,

The tight grip of the heart, the fear that passes once the drama subsides, memories that  last a lifetime, repeated again and again, first time he’s heard sharp raised voices, doesn’t understand but sees anger all around, damage that will later appear in his reminded mind, as it happens again and again, were genetic after all, send him to prison the judge shouts out, good riddance adds the local journalist with a smile, a headline for the front news tomorrow, Oh small heart we are so sorry for the agony caused to you, agony that you could not deal with cause you did not understand,

the silence of so many down through the years, and the expectations that will be raised and will fall, as the memory in the heart cuts so deep, oh small heart my tears are yours, so many chasing opportunity when they could be helping you, God Most High’s holy angels have been spotted in the sky, oh small heart please cheer up, it wont be long before all is happiness and joy.

Those who judge others will be judged harshly, those who don’t judge will be listened to, it’s in the great scriptures it’s the story of the man in the sky, check out the image..Image