Assault in Los Vegas

disheartened gambler and age was not on his side, in the cauldron of fire he fills his heart with hate, like an abusive soul whoever was nearest got it, he simmers under the surface his real intention never far away, one day it is going to burst and then explode, his friends laugh at his weird remarks, seriously you don’t expect us to believe it, then the news and the horror that he created, what was he expecting when he took the last bullet himself, questions on the minds of many how one could hate so much. Mother father children friends and relatives now steeped in sadness, the useless carnage proved nothing, just an assault on the defenceless, when they were least expecting it, amen.

was there any meaning to the horror, Solomon sighed. In the heartland of the dollar, the Christians are martyred, the signs of old control all around, memories of kingdoms that had risen up and died. There was a lot of symbolism, was it

another warning, amen.

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JFK

A handful of observers in Vietnam, a desire for a more open America, a disdain for the so called experts, and an appreciation and time for his Children, and then a bullet to the head, after which there was an unleashing of a plot, aimed at controlling our very world. How many years ago, this very evening, on the eve of that eventful trip,

he was sitting down with his children, whom he adored, a real family man, not an organisational flunk, whose only desire was power, had a deep disregard for the lobbyists, and thought that all presidential contenders should be state funded, given a budget to fight it out, leading to a better form of democracy. In the meantime, the arms industry flourished, the nuclear threat gathered force, and righteous leaders across the world were got rid of, all in his absence. Warned the world in a variety of ways, and what do we have, 54 years after his murder, a world on the brink. The men behind his murder, have left a legacy many never could get over, but at least JFK, left us with the hope, there are actually people who think there is a better way, 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!.

 

Sharing the Wealth

leadership by example, well, I’m going to give all my supporters a half price stay in my Clare golf resort, Doonbeg, a free round of golf in Scotland to all who contribute to my campaign, a ticket in the national lottery to everyone, free mini skirts to all my female admirers, and that’s just for starters, and by jeepers, that’s going to cost me a lot of dollars, smiles Donald, did i leave anyone out, a new apartment for … promise us the moon while your at it, the children in Detroit are still waiting, while the land of the billionaires passes the buck, but it’s not their bucks, but they use them widely to alter your opinion of them, they own the TV station your watching, act as if they are God’s, while never sharing the wealth, amen.

The role of women sighed Solomon, least they were fully connected to their children, and unlike men, or many of them, they didn’t dump them for a younger love life, willingly become part time fathers, modern world thinking. If there was a step in the right direction, it was the last election, and the issue of color

, and responsible fatherhood, well, often was the image of Barack, with his family. Now it was the time of women, and their role in the world, not that elections would alter all that much, but once respect for women was elevated, as it would surely, a new outlook would be imprinted in the minds of the young, despite the old boy’s brigade attempt to control everything, sharing the wisdom was better than sharing the wealth, amen.

Light Sleeper

He hides his emotions, prefers to store them away, he’s not understood anyway, everyone is busy, it’s just the way, he climbs the stairs to the sleeping room, one day he sighs, there will be light and no more gloom. He’s heard it from a friend, you can make the future what you want, you just have to write it down, and have a soul that is connected that way. What do you mean he says, is there a magic source, his friend points to the sky, that’s your friend, it’s a sunny afternoon the day they have this conversation. Anyway, up he goes, he’ll read a book awhile before he settles down to sleep. You just have to dream it he said, or was it write it, he can’t be sure,  in the middle of a half sleep, not sure where he’s heading.

He’s on a space ship, is he leaving the world or discovering a new one, he can’t make out, but he continues to dream. His best friends are with him, they pal together in class, they are not like the other kids, they are not cool or any of that stuff, the teacher says they are slow, so they formed a class out of them, for the so called slow children among us, what’s the rush as they say, going nowhere in traffic is going nowhere in traffic no matter how smart you are.

The ship climbs, leaves the earth behind, wow says one of his friends, from up here it looks so small, and down there we are treated as if we are small, what a difference the view makes adds another. Wouldn’t it be great if we found God or someone who knows him, it could be a her says Wendy, always the mother, whatever, would it not be great if we found the source of all light. The dream continues, the ship enters the cosmos, till they finally encounter God Most High.

Well children, you’ve come a long way to see me, meaning, you have gone to a lot of trouble and pain and you still believe in me, what is it i can do for you then?

He smiles in his dream, how about this, just fill us with the wisdom to get rid of the evil that corrupts our world, and then..You want more asks God, well, we have friends you know!

Child awakes refreshed, a new zest inside him, starts thinking of what he wants put right in the world, and it then begins to happen, how about a dream like that he says to his friend, the light sleeper, amen.

 

 

The Drowning Soul

If Love is the energy of all that is good in this world, why have so many gone to great lengths to destroy the good feelings of many, why has the media soaked up the ugliest stories and dished them out, why have wars been reported so strongly and with graphic affect, if young children are drowning in their souls, why have children in general been exposed to every adult illness, why have they been ignored when they obviously can’t deal with the social networked world, why has so little been done to save the drowning souls.?

A lot of why’s, but Solomon had the answers, drown the spirit and you are fodder for the next great idea or trend, it was poignant, he’d small friends in trouble too, and as in times of old, the welfare of the youngest, used to be uppermost in the annals of the concerns of

most decent people out there, how many likes did i get today, times have changed. Solomon encountered the Holy Spirit of the divine Father and Family, and knew that God Most High was no myth, turn them into babbling fools he prayed, and remember the love they destroyed. He said the prayer a few times and saw so much change, the drowning souls were not drowning anymore, and those that attempted to control the outcome of events, were having the nightmare they were due for a very long time, amen.

Closed Minds

She’s a witch, burn her, the ideas that fill the mind with dread, bad thoughts and the ugliest of thoughts, where do they come from, are we sidled with them, or is it the way the ideas are drummed into the minds of some, and then leak out. She has to have a motive, why is she with him, he’s into men, the stuff they do, can you imagine it, ugly, he likes her, she deserved it, the closed minds and those that pass this ugliness on, who are they.

Solomon was in the company of a lost soul, searching for acceptance, what, who will listen, a voice that hears and does not turn away. The pre conditioned mind, full of the bias, separates and divides, making a damn good living, these di

visionists, does it remind you of a politician, grabbing whatever attention they can, regardless of the affect their words have on anyone, young old middle aged rich poor or normal.

Love had been straddled with notions of performance, well, do you know what those type do, they are only interested in sex, the mirror was looking particularly rusty this morning, Solomon wondered why there was so much bias, till he thought of those women, deemed to be witches, and then burned at the stake by those closed minds, amen.