Don’t Laugh At Donald!!

The Golden hair do is having a bad hair do day, in TV rooms in exclusive places, there

are those laughing loudly, feeling that they have been vindicated, there is a sense of poetic justice about, and american liberals are feeling hopeful again. World leaders are getting their short term thrill. This is the end they feel, of ” The Donald “.

I am a believer in the great mystery of the Lord, and how every opportunity is used, to teach, pass on wisdom, enlighten.

Don’t laugh at Donald, while he has united many in the opinion others have of him, why not think of this!…

While all the talk is going on, and the anger mounts, the recriminations, the sexy stories, and the delirium of some, apart from the efforts to shame people, there is a famine going on in Africa, children, men, women, can’t find a piece of food, while the tabloids write like addicts on sexual activities that took place thirty years ago, who is fooling who.

Solomon encountered the cloud, the Heavenly powers were watching the games too.

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Censorship!

don’t talk, don’t visit, don’t, all the don’ts’, they burned books, they rounded up thinkers, they behaved like they were Gods, smothering wisdom, and it was practiced, in the name of The Most High. Jesus sought to heal divisions, forgive, believe, the Helper will come, promise of the Holy Spirit. There were those who thought they could get away with, the tactics of old, Solomon knew differently, amen. when they tried to censor the hearts of everyone, they were feeding the evil spirit, causing division. In light of the great changes, Solomon didn’t think it all that wise, amen.

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!.

 

the system

looking for victims to fill  the system,

a system no one dares to challenge,

afraid of the risks of letting it all go,

too many dependent too many involved,

got to love the system so underhand,

creates fears never fixes them,

everyone working to protect the system,

going along hand in hand smiling,

does it remind you of another time?,

great system that seeks victims daily,

sends your children to the war zone,

brings them home broken and despairing,

provides them with health care and medals,

great system that keeps filling with victims,

Imagei’m not a member of the system,

i dont want to grow old and fat,

so goodbye to the old system friends,

God Most does not like it either,

you’ve got a very good friend in deed,

if your not a part of the system,

amen

Titans have the blues

 

 

Manic news readers tense,

white knuckle news,

panicky responses from politicians,

everyone has the blues,

question after question,

answers critical public say,

behind the  spin doctors drool,

another half cocked story,

meat for those that deceive,

public what you ask,

 they ever contact you,

 one day they might,

child dies tragically,

school mourns counselors

all on TV of course,

looks good on paper

but nowhere else,

been like this for years

 Control and control,

same again everywhere,

shutting out the truth,

 it’s hard to surmount,

did you hear about JFK,

che Guevara martin luther king ghandi,

the list is endless,

 many try so few get through,

examples everyday everywhere,

 titans rule they say,

not anymore I  assure you.

 dead weight of wealth,

 a rope around their necks

 the numbers don’t lie,

 they are appearing from the sky,

like those sub prime mortgages,

they offered to the very poor,

at least we’ll get commission,

children left homeless

won’t be easily ignored,

now titans have the blues,

it’s all going to be ok,

Imagewisdom speaking,

amen

Is it only me!

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try to explain despite all the pleas, the hurt that the world creates,

but on countless occasions after trauma’s and invasions, i sometimes

think it’s not worth it, is it only me

I’m simple you see no flash suits or glee, but i fear the pain when i see the

strain, in the child that hides that smile, obvious to all with a heart you see,

i wonder is it only me

fear and pain that society creates in hearts that were once young and free,

sends waves of horrors roaring out of the great seas, it makes me wonder this great

waste, is it only me

i forget for a while till the next tsunami arrives when it’s fresh again in the mind,

the world goes  into mourning worldwide then forgets when the disaster subsides,

perhaps it’s only me

so off i go to Tennessee till the next time i imagine till it starts over again,

when my hair goes grey my teeth yellow and and my heart begins to ache,

as i watch it happen all over again, is it only me!

AGH the new addiction

Map showing flow of heroin from Colombia to th...

Map showing flow of heroin from Colombia to the US. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Smell of vodka, pungent, a few minutes of rest he hoped, a little sleep to escape the madness  the stress, she had beaten him,  was slowly getting sick from it, the sweet sickly smell of half chemical half human waste. Moving his head he saw it. A half bottle of the stuff, cap off, feeling his surrounds, it felt dry, instead of the usual sticky mess. Absolute gut rot, tool of destruction, affordable to anyone, any number of cheap brands, poorly made, readily available to everyone, and they think illegal drugs are worrisome. Where was she, his only thought. Mind body soul, what is your addiction. Every human being, without question, born with a void in the heart, the third person so to speak, the creation of new love, when two becomes one, as it was supposed to be. Today, that void is being filled, it’s a vacuum situation,  not with unconditional love. It sucks up whatever is about, whatever it experiences, that you can have no doubt. It’s why children are  sexualized younger and younger, eventually, they’ll not be able to love at all, just exist, dead inside, and it’s the main reason for so long, we have not been able to make that connection with God Most High. Only true love connects with the divine. Those who  put money at the top of our expectations, know they are destroying true love, just as the bible warned us about, over two thousand years ago. Be warned. Take delight in the fact, the God Most High has those that destroyed true love on his to do list, amen. You are never alone, it’s just that those who sell fear and worry, like to make you think your alone, that way, you become dependent. Ask anyone who has lost someone close, to explain..