Old Bones

The door swings open on the bleep, procedures, security at the old folks home, they are afraid of intruders, while the inmates watch the door hoping someone will visit, anyone it seems, the comparison, just a lesson, who we let into our lives, and who we decide is good enough, the human race, old bones in the end. He climbs the stairs, it’s a bright spot, those inside are lucky, well cared for, and it smells fresh, none of the odors you get as you get older, yeah, that stuff, ever wonder why in big cities they have those sweet smells, the council does the perfume routine, and pours it into the underground sewers, how sweet, we are all the same in the end, old bones.

The blip, he enters the room, tired face, years gone by, etched with memory, and as the days close out, the regrets too, Solomon is there to add comfort, not that it will be that much, he knows how to raise the Spirit, and when the Spirit rises, old bones are renewed, the wrinkles turn into smiles, and the old bones are no longer old bones, but a friend again.

He listened to the radio story, the inhabitants of the home, the eyes pointed towards the door, they are hoping for a visitor, but they never come, says the nurse in charge. Solomon sighed, we all fade to some degree, we all get old, we all have memory, and then we become undesirable, well, not as useful as before, old in many cases. Did we not realize the wisdom lying in those beds, and what they can teach us. He takes a deep breath, naive perhaps, but you never dieP1060580 when you continue to learn, even when it came to old bones, amen.

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Spirit of love sweeps across the earth, pouring out from east to west, a wave of goodness that has no equal, a wave of power that will silence the beast, as hearts begin to fully love in every way, so help this wave every day of your life, unburden yourself and let your love flow, it’s the will of God Most High and it’s real. For far too long fear has gripped the world, silenced the voices of wisdom and love everywhere, well, God Most High is pushing the love and it’s evidenced in many events of divine portions, it’s everywhere and it’s something you cannot afford to miss, he wants all of us to amend ourselves for love, and once we do the earthly paradise that has been so long coming, will arrive and it will be clear everywhere, so don’t delay, the evil ones are in despair, they cannot pretend not to notice either, as for real time comfort, check the image in the sky, it’s real and it’s His Way of giving us comfort, showing his divine mercy and love for all of us, we are all His Children when we love, amen.

Glum News

“hatred is the disease that love is the cure for”

Are all those frowns fashion or fake, the two old guys sit with their coffee, the afternoon sun is shining and the world is passing by, the good old days Sam smiles, yeah, chuck twists his head follows a walker down the street, the way the body moves, is stiff, is unnatural, it’s as if she is walking down a long catwalk, the face is sour and her beauty is smeared, she looses so much of her light with the pout she wears, it has to be fashion muses Sam, no one that good looking could be so glum.

She pouts before the mirror imitating the women she watches on TV, looking miserable is the new fashion statement, another one passes by equally fine the same stride on her, copying each other, what’s wrong sighs Sam, she has the air of a giraffe with a bee sting on her ass, humping along the long frown , there’s another one, a new sort of race replies his buddy, life is not all that bad but you would never believe it by the look on their face.

Whatever happened to the smile asks Sam, it used to be normal to have one, he sips his coffee, the way people put on a face these days, no wonder so many are confused, you’d think they are all poker players, something like that, all pretending.

Solomon read the stories of old, the joy that was in the heart of the believer, passing on the sunshine, the well being of others central to the well being of all, so much for all the acting he sighs, glum news, life is a gift and even death wasn’t the end of the affair, just the beginning of the next one, no glum news in that. He recalls the words of Jesus, the yoke piled on the believers, the stress they heaved on the shoulders of those who believed, and what did He say, listen to the words all right, but don’t imitate ALL

what they do, many lead people astray. The extremists who were trying to divide people ought better realize it he sighed, Heaven is real, have no doubts about it, amen.

20 Million followers

Seems quite a bunch, she is telling her friend, doing the stats, the marketing department are impressed, they will use the numbers to serve up the delights, sell whatever it is they want, to the twenty million followers. The marketing chief will approve of the budget, the figures pass the test, the accountant will sign it off, the board will give their approval, to the twenty million followers they have caught; she has a sassy brand they say. They all want to appear cool, with it, hip hop diddly doo dah, everyone wins, it’s the mantra.

Queen of cool sits on her bed, the mobile just pings and pings, her followers, she wants to send them a message, what will I compose this time, a cutie in the bedroom or a lingerie shot in the tub, whatever gets exposure, she smiles, she reaches across the bed, takes the mirror in hand, its covered in white crystals, her gold straw is custom made, she snorts, then shorts again, what will I give the followers, as her ego begins to swell.

Twenty million is a lot of juice, well it wouldn’t pay the interest for five seconds of the national debt, seriously says chuck, he is at the printing desk, the money machine they will use to pay for all that excess. Why don’t they print it he smiles, as he loads more of the special ink into the jets, green of course.

One billion followers, well the number was probably greater, Solomon was doing the sums, adding up the various groups, all claiming to be of Love, well, love in the sense of the divine, more to do with others and not your own relations dear. He is a fish in the ocean, a bee flying cross country, a butterfly with delicate wings, a bird hovering over the lake, a fish, what has happened they all say, it gets harder to find one in clear water by the day, what happened to all the followers.

She is in the bathroom, she drops her top, off shoulder, a pose, that will fill them for the day, she goes back to the bed, another crystal is on the way.

The board gives their approval, they are purchasing the twenty million followers. Solomon sighed, it’s all so transparent, like all those fish in the sea. There was nothing his father in Heaven didn’t know, no matter where you hid them

, amen.

Big Brother

Remember those adds, the conspiracy theorists, big brother is watching you and all that rubbish, it’s a pity they didn’t look in the mirror instead, they might have actually learned something. The greatest action they ever did, was curb wisdom in all respects, Mc Carthy in America, and a long list of others, big brother is not as smart as it thinks. The reason Solomon was reminding himself, the effort to force the old machine, the same old dogma, the loads they put on shoulders, and how they try to justify themselves, Big brother, they were clueless, spying was the correct description of them. Extremism was trying to raise it’s ugly head, why bother he thought, Big Brother is watching!!

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Addiction

Can’t fill the gap inside, it’s impossible, can’t, I am going to throw up, she is on her feet and moving, not too bad he smiles, geeing up her Spirits. She is seriously wobbly, will collapse at the first obstacle, he holds her arm, he is leading her to the toilet. Spittle at the edge of the mouth, her hair once lush, has thinned out, he waits outside the door, making gestures to himself, this too will pass. Alcohol addiction, what a curse. He listens while she washes up, readies the energy, she will require his time for a few days, in order to get over the worst of it. The nerves will settle, it’s just the encouragement she needs at the start.

The bathroom door opens, there is a smile on her face, the same smile you would imagine on a small baby, after taking it’s first steps, i did it I did it, you sure did he sighed, how easy was that, a little effort, a smile on a face. She makes it back to the bedroom, her glass of water is half full, she will want a refill. A loud sigh, she is between the covers, food he asks, she shakes her head, I will get you a glass of water instead. He leaves the room, ventures to the kitchen, takes a deep breath, slogans come to mind, he makes an effort to ignore them, refills the glass, heads back up the stairs. She is sleeping, day one over he sighs, while leaving the glass on the bedside locker.

With a little help from you friends sighed Solomon, and it’s easy to overcome, an addiction.