About God

What do you need to know, did you listen to the ancient words, do you think there is a force stronger on the planet, what turns DNA into life, what is that what is stored on a pin top, what makes the invisible visible, what new seed had science ever created, tell me i’m dying to know, why do powerful people despise Holy Spirit, all you need to know about God, is written in stories, sung in song, retold every week, the ever present power that is within your reach.

Solomon read the story about the weather pattern, and where it was focused, he recalled the story of Elijah, the holy prophet, how storms were averted, how love appealed to God, and how love that was real was the rarest form of love in existence, and the sure way to connecting with our divinity. Trouble crossed many frontiers, but when it came to his door, it ceased. The reminder was timely, as new powers sought power. everywhere he looked, a new landscape was appearing, amen.

Did it open your ears!!

What, she’s a brawler, from jersey, his ears are bleeding, she shouts cause he’s half deaf. Did you see the way she dressed, what, what, what is she asking anyway, don’t suppose Donald trump would be impressed he says under his breath, his hearing is perfect, it’s all part of an act, the stuff he got away with over the years. Did you see my stick, he walks with an aid, she looks around the apartment, she put it somewhere. They keep each other busy while deceiving each other, she minds him, and he mines her. Healthcare, they are going to cut your health care Louis, What!, did it open your ears. Those who lived with the golden spoon in their mouths were telling the poor how to live, sounded a bit french, Mary Antoinette

, what a poor dress sense, with all those high collars, when she hadn’t a head on her at all. ears, she never used them anyway, what good were they, Healthcare!

NO Foundations

Am I a visitor here looking for way home,  everywhere I look, ego and fantasy, the meaning of Babylon I suppose, this is no lament, purely an honest observation, hard drugs available everywhere, large numbers depressed, love even harder to find. I was visited by holy spirit, really, discovered wisdom, and the growing threat of demons, where everyone seeks excuses, someone to blame, other than themselves. Love as Leonard Cohen says is all that will survive us. What has to happen is a new outlook, respect for love not the abuse it.

Solomon was saying it straight, if more and more become lost, all those marvellous ego’s will be worth nought. And I haven’t mentioned Donald trump once.

Distraction

don’t worry, there is always something to get worried about, every day, look, if we can’t find something we’ll invent it, if it’s a war you need we will start, if it’s a thrill you need, we will provide it, distraction is our best kept secret. Solomon was listening, passing up the word, by passing the traditional routes to Heavenly intervention, the enemy having built a barricade across the road, what a load, bias, hatred

, low self esteem, poverty, envy, hatred, and greed, did i mention the sexual appetites yet, well put that on top, after that load, what else is there to distract you. God heard his prayer, at last, someone who finally understands what all those distractions were for, amen, they were there to build barricades, that’s all, amen.

Who is the Boss!

Frustrated hard working intelligent and dignified, she is a soldier in the field, has the connections to a ring of arms dealers and traders, who are the first call for all aspiring tyrants and “governments”, who choose sides, and she wants to put a spanner in the works, she wants them exposed. Her boss tell his boss who tells his boss that her boss told his boss that her boss had her reasons, good ones, for leaving them alone, as there was an intelligence operation going on, that her boss, told his boss, that their boss, hoped would be a satisfactory ending for all, but her boss was sure, that no matter how the matter went, there would be a good outcome, so her boss assured her. Do you understand me, am i making sense, right on!

The Overdose

Fat bag of crisps and two large fries, make it three, i’m going home to spend the day watching TV, burps loud, burps again, where did i leave the beer, trundles back to the off licence, the cashier smiles, another fool she sighs under her breath, he watches her reach for the till, makes small talk about the game on TV, burps again, loser she sighs under her breath, he gets tense all of a sudden, was that me you were talking of, she ignores the comment, back to the afternoon stroll, it’s hard work being bored, he opens the door, his medication is on the floor, he picks up the mail, tosses us against the wall, straddles the sofa presses the button, in imagination land he smiles, the overdose, just keep watching the TV and forget about it, amen. Pops another Valium, so yesterday, amen.

Another Line Please

Great stuff, go on try some, it arrived in the stomach of a young girl

trafficked from Honduras, one of many who made the trip, she survived obviously, but they are lining up to take the chance. Your line is bigger than mine, he adds more, can you see the crystals there, it’s actually crushed glass, it add’s weight but it does give the glittering affect, see those crystals sweetie, just for you, He holds her hair as she bends lower, doesn’t want to disturb the other lines, his friends, well friends is too strong a word, once the police break through the door they will not know him, they will publicly disown him, next please. She rubs her nose, the glass begins to irritate, she’s part of the club now. I think we have a role for you young lady says the script writer/seducer, would you like another line, Please!