Word Power

It’s amazing sighed Amo, the old gitter is being helped onto the toilet, he can hardly walk, but it doesn’t matter so long as he gets there, least he can sit normally, word power he says, how words can shock us or inspire us, frighten us, warm our hearts, constrict us, start a fire in us, simple words. The ears are always open to words, we are programmed to hear them. so long as we are allowed, that’s why there are those that restrict us, words, we don’t want that said, it will only upset our plans, the big reputation at risk, afraid to hear them, and what others might think, the framing of words, an art form. What do you mean Amo asks the nurse, while helping him clean his ass. Words he sighs, it’s how we understand the world, we can’t do without them, how else can we communicate.

Solomon sighed, the way reputation is guarded, how voices are silenced, words usually. The only reputation worth having was one of the Spirit, the Spirit that enlightens, not the Spirit that darkens, words again, how we use them. The first words in the ancient scriptures, the word became alive, and the world was created, by Great Spirit, the light, word power again.

Those checking their bank accounts ought to do a check on their Spiritual well being, the words they use, the sentiment in the heart, were they merciful, did they try to achieve at any cost, did they undermine love in order to get what they wanted, did they blame others for their own lacking, a few words he sighed would sort it all out, word power again, same as a good prayer, amen.

 

If Spirit is the communication tool that is eternal, wasn’t it time to get practice at it, given all the recent changes…

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Impossible

Getting off your ass, saying goodbye to your friends, then waiting to be shot, on the orders of some despot sitting in a office somewhere, unbelievable, you could not write it, let alone imagine it. He slits the bag of powder, sticks in the tasting tool, tries to figure the potency, then smiles, agrees the price, great shit he says, putting down the small tool in his hand, the money is passed over, everyone is happy, business done, the powder delivered. A crime spree, the addicts can’t pay for it otherwise, it’s not fancy, it’s not a mansion behind closed doors, it’s not cool, but it ought to be legalized in some way, well, they chemical concoctions are unlimited and can’t be legislated for, impossible, the contents of the concoction are not in the legislation, so the lawyers say, the ones who come up with the rules.

Solomon sighed, he wasn’t frigid mentally, didn’t scoff the green, was glad to indulge, liked to get free of the world, so much stuff they go around with in their heads. They all carry baggage even if they don’t admit it, no one can fool the almighty. How simple he sighed, had they even heard of the intention of the law, not what was written, same applied to ancient scripture, a guide to the traveler, not the actual journey. One day, it’s a stream, that is what you are, impossible to believe, well try it first, before you give out.

Zombies rise from the trenches of the first great war, one after another, they walk into the metal barrage and fall dead, on top of each other, whose great plan was that. All these years later, only the arms manufacturing industry, the only industry that got the benefit, worth trillions, it has to start somewhere.

Amo Tends to excite, and dreams can be used to unite…

Amo, what does the word mean, it’s small, it’s Latin, it’s Greek, the old man is trying to explain the importance of a name. Where do these names come from, why are you called John, Jack, James, something to do with your past, suppose it has something to do with your roots, maybe it’s the message of Jesus, the stuff you pass on, maybe names are both a blessing, a warning, maybe a reminder, the habits you don’t want to pass on. The old man sits in the bed, he is trying to pass on wisdom, the hours are getting less and his time has come, there is much he wants to say, but they seem to put thoughts in cages and then they forget, the moans in their faces, he wants to shout, shake them up, this is only passing time, and there is something greater waiting for you, depends on your heart and the state of your soul. No amount of money can do this for you, it involves personal reflection, and that is sometimes difficult. Perhaps others make mistakes to help us along, in case we think we ever get it right.

 

The desperation he feels, they are going to mourn me soon don’t they realize it will be the other way around, what a surprise awaits them. He flashes the eyes, gets their attention, the lack of faith of those who claim to possess it, so darn frustrating, little wonder Jesus gave out to the apostles, they acted as if they were in charge, did they listen at all.

 

Amo, the first word in the L

atin dictionary, Love, wow, we got it they sigh.

A Little Love Goes a Long way…

She holds her heart, hasn’t opened it in years, the memories comeback, the fear, was it something she experienced as a girl, did the heart get wiped out too often, does she bypass it. The boy is young smart and clever, has great dreams, has experienced estacy, the thrill of the inside, that nothing but confidence can give, I did that, it was me, he grows in stature, he is becoming a man. She runs in the door, the news, she can’t believe it, the news is shattering, so good too, why did it happen to me, it is the tsunami moment, everything she holds dear has been washed away, why me. How life can twist in a single moment, the glimpse of love, and how you can’t resist, the moments that make life worth remembering, a little goes a long way as they say.

Solomon sighed, his heart was full of the thrill, amazing things were happening, not that he had much to do with it, The Spirit that was given to him, and what it has inspired in him, a gift that is truly divine. He watches the flowers pass down the street, there is a feeling of spring, new life, so many hearts were opening, something great is happening. Why be surprised he sighed, in the past, so many cultures reported the same thing, after a disaster or seeming disaster, someone wise comes along. Yes, it was just as Jesus has said, the helper always arrives, just open your heart, and let the light in, it’s that simple, amen.

Don’t give up, you never know who is beside you, any given day!

 

Te Amo

Amo, what are you saying, the old geezer lifts his head, he is old, it’s tough, the muscles are weak, lying on the pillow, not enough exercise, getting older, still wise though, has his faculties. Te Amo, he says, she listens in close, the nurse, what is it your trying to say, she leans closer, can feel the breath from his mouth, Te Amo, he repeats, she sighs, can’t make it out, getting old, it’s hard to understand what is being said. Amo chases the room with his eyes, Amo he says, Amo, a memory returns to him, how he used to enjoy making people smile, women in particular, and children, being a man, he was not impressed with the male attitude, always in a hurry, did they ever hear of the word, wait.

Valentines day, he had friends, some old as himself, they having gruff attitudes to the love, living in cuckoo land, giving out, complaining, the world is wrong, had a view on all that was wrong, acted like politicians mostly, as if it was approval they sought, maybe covering up their own fears. Cheer those damn souls up, Valentines day, and the feelings in it, he would send them out cards, at least get them wondering, think different awhile, you will be surprised, who sent that?

 

He left me twenty years ago, Solomon listens, a blob of Guinness on his lips, being polite, he lets her rant on, who else would listen to this, no wonder he left you he thinks, still smiling at her, he must have been real bad to have that impact on you, he says, as he reaches for the new one, new Guinness, and you still haven’t forgiven him then, why should I she says, she goes on and on, meanwhile Solomon listens, how a conversation can ruin a Guinness moment. Did you ever hear of Love he says, she looks at him as if he has sixteen eyes and looks like a sheep, oddly, what’s that she says, Solomon raises his eyes, I will be on the whiskey soon if she keeps this up, did you ever hear of Te Amo, is that a drink she asks, mind if I go to the bathroom he says. So many wars fought over love that goes wrong, history of the human race, amen.

Amo Rules The….. A.R.T World

The old geezer in the corner, chortles, he is having a good laugh, this is real. A visitor is scheduled to see him, always brings some bootleg, well, a sniff of real grass, the stuff that opens the senses, allows you to smell, better than snuff, sweeter too, probably great for all sorts of nasal blockages, medical world of old not a fan of it, can’t replicate that unique smell, like breathing in sweetened air, only better, purely natural.

The old folks home, warm in winter, a safe haven, staff extraordinarily kind. Amo feels so good, he feels sometimes like he rules the world. Well we all smell at times, who doesn’t, as for all that chemical stuff they use to stifle those smells, it’s as if they are trying to vaporize the entire planet, a selection of them in every home, wind safe, no air movement at all, does anyone get it, they are living in their own incubators. As for Amo, he doesn’t give a fart, lets off quite a few, but that’s natural considering his age, ask Jack, (nicholson) he will tell you all about them. As for Amo, just a whiff of sweet marijuana and he’s running through a meadow again, not that he smokes or anything, that’s what the young ones do, amen.

Solomon sighed, he recalls his old friend, how his Spirit was awoken by that sweet aroma, that science can’t imitate, every time he got a scent of it. Reminded him of that Movie, Al all peace Pacino, scent of the blueberry, what a story that was, or was it strawberry, they smell great too, legal cause you can eat them I suppose, amen.

 

Be Inspired Says Amo

Whats that Eamo, (Amo), the old man mutters a few choice words, will they ever shut up, rubbish he sighs, he has seen more than all the rest, with open eyes and a forgiving heart, has no  time for the narrow minded, found them a great pain, lousers, they would depress a flower, be inspired and share a little lightness, you will all be pleasantly surprised.  In the corner of the room, he hears the sighs, can read their minds, finds peace when in contact with true spirit, which he does most of the time.

Memories, what, he is tired of all the talk, would they ever talk about what they are going to do, he has heard it all, seen the impossible, has had his prayers answered so often, why the hushed tones, had they not learned a thing or two, he even recognizes the perfume they wear, all is known to the Lord, amen.

Solomon sighed, Amo had gone ahead of him, was preparing the way, leveling the field, uprooting the weeds, turning it all on it’s head, cause Amo didn’t sit their and dwell, he had a plan, and it was everyday, yes, everyday, the gift of life, he knew it from the beginning.

As for music, at least enjoy what your listening to he says, singing is free damn you, give it a try, they look at him in the bed, was he talking to us, of course I was he said, and you’ll be hearing from me, long after I’m gone, wait and see, then Amo put his eyes down, decided he needed a vacation, the rest is history. Amo’s play list includes…