Wine

Good for the digestion, it slows you down, can be enjoyed with a friend, you don’t tend to guzzle it, has been around a long time, and if it’s good, it’s the skill of the winemaker, along with the weather.  Solomon sighed, a face, those were the days, no routine, a late start, the creation of a real Spiritual world, well being in the hearts of the guests. How we treat others, and how it affects us, the ricochet affect. Rich man is talking of poverty, explains the needs, makes clear cut points, seems wise, but when it comes to passing the wine, it’s to those who can do favors for him, making his words hollow in the hearts of those who actually listen.

Solomon read an article of news, a corner piece, the Pope had 5,000 to dinner, fed them, the menu exciting, and in his address, he explains clearly, those who have excessive wealth in times of great need, have to share it, if they are to call themselves believers, share the wine. How many speeches and great words sound empty ,when the actions of the same mouths don’t comply with their words, bitter wine in the mouth of many.

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Old Actor

No roles for me, the scripts don’t arrive, I’m over the forty barrier, younger and more youthful required to play opposite the younger men, should have been a teacher. The guild sends the mail shots, at least they remember that movie I made ten years ago.

The children leave home, she is disconsolate, her life has changed, was a minder, a mother, now, she sighs over her morning coffee, no long laundry, no school drives, no teacher parent meets, no more social evenings, no more fund raising, what’s the point.

Nursing home patient, stuck to the bed, hardly walks, can’t speak, can just about raise her head, is the center of attention, Her Spirit is keeping the entire show on the road, she has inner spiritual power, what will happen when she passes, it’s their worry instead.

Solomon sighed, if you die, don’t worry, your deeds go with you, it’s the currency that God counts, what you did for others, its not a crisis of this is all there is, it’s the start of a new career, now that you have graduated, the old actor sighs, wasn’t a bad career.

The Shopping List

A budget few can imagine, he intends to treat himself, do one of those things, a twenty million dollar budget, peanuts really, he sips the end of the coffee, the room is conditioned, the air changes every five minutes, he is in the art gallery auction room, he has been eyeing a particular painting, wants to have it on his wall, view it as he takes his morning coffee, at home. The sales assistant has an MBA from Stanford, and a hundred other qualifications. Her couture is french, it goes with the heritage of the artist she is selling today, it’s a done deal, she is just a Maitre d. His mobile pings, he purses his lips in a happy way, strolls down the screen, a dab hand, he flicks to the email, he is a kind man, rarely self indulges, it happens to be his birthday. The news is good, a friend is recovering from a life changing illness, he closes the device, Ms Couture approaches, one final look she says, as she leads him to the showing room, where the packers are about to crate the new purchase.

He never sold much in his lifetime he says, referring to the original artist, one of those reclusive types, his life being all art, as all he did was convey messages with it.

Beautiful she says, standing back, I’ll miss it when it goes she adds, looking at the four by six, painted three hundred years before.

I’ll make sure it goes back to you when it’s time he says. She is surprised by the words, what does he mean, is it a present for a later date. he looks at the expression on her face, she is wondering at his words. He shakes his head.

“Everything in this life is borrowed, one day you have to give it back. Nice to look at though over a good coffee”

So much for the shopping list….

 

 

Mess Up for Heaven’s Sake

She is an addicted cleaner, she spots dirt, she blows a fuse, her temperature rises, it’s as if she has spotted a demon, out comes the chemical rescue, a squirt here and there, got ya she smiles, while killing anything organic nearby, will you leave me in peace he says, she has the brush under his feet, he is trying to watch TV. She doesn’t listen, this has been the way for years. Solomon sighed, those were the days, a memory that makes him laugh, it wasn’t anything to be shy about.

Being an educator, you can’t make a cake without creating a mess, same way you can’t teach a child without getting upset, difference is, what comes out of the oven. The boy is small, a learner, just imitates and wants to get on with life, pulls a chair to the sink, playing with water, everyone small loves it, the splash and the mess. Roll up your sleeves, the boy turns his head, will you shut up he says, there is a smile on his face,  i said roll up your sleeves, I don’t do laundry.

The mess continues, there is water on the floor, there is water everywhere, are you finished yet, the child is washing the dishes, placing them on the side, Solomon is watching carefully, doesn’t want the kid to slip, eventually, eventually, the wash up is done, it’s time to negotiate. The dinner is always a task, how do you get them to eat healthy, do you remember the wash up he says, the child nods, doesn’t notice the spoon in the air, open up, the boy opens his mouth, another mouthful gone.

Mess up for heaven’s sake, there is bargaining power in it, it’s not just mess, it’s real learning. The mothers look at Solomon, what do you know about feeding children, he sighs, there is a cake on the table, he reaches for it, not before you have eaten your dinner they say, i suppose.

Spirit to Spirit

The interests within, words connect, like friends, burdens are put down, ease of mind, even if the conversation is tense, when the Spirit’s can relax, be true to each other, wisdom is engaged, both are listening. In a narrow minded world, with many narrow minded minds, same way the coronary artery constricts, not enough good exercise, bet you never heard your heart surgeon speak like that before, but it’s a good analogy, whatever, the Spirit relaxes, anxieties are put aside, and when the meeting is over, there is a feeling of being relaxed, how easy it sounds.

The other end of the spectrum, anxiety, wanting, need, fear, leaving you a nervous wreck, planning without knowing it, seeking ways to escape, be it the weekend or what, big difference in the two paragraphs, one leaves you relaxed, the other, stressed.

Solomon prayed to His Father in Heaven, there were extremists hoping to cause anxiety fear and stress, hoping to take advantage of others, remind them Prayed Solomon, that they will have to account for it, he sighs. The wonder of divine intervention, priceless.Featured Image -- 1110230523

50 cents

He spots her from afar, she stands on the corner, she has for days, her appeal a very meek one, pretty and young she is trying to make a living, the paper she offers, a token but a dignified one. Subject to the control of others, her life is one of hardship, no valentine boyfriend, more likely, someone who will abuse you too, this is her lot. Her eyes are tired, they used to sparkle once, as a little child she used to be so bright, little did she know the the difficulties ahead of her. Solomon has noticed her many times, he has his fifty cents, their eyes meet, I wish it could be different he sighs, then walks on.

Flash lawyer, his lifestyle the envy of colleagues, how can he afford it, he is no smarter than the others, and his client list isn’t that special, the underhand payments, the deals, the gaps he found, the gratitude of clients, most preoccupied with poisoning the mind, their gains, theft, nothing to get worked up about, the fifty cent girl is just a toe rag, disposable, and as replaceable, nothing to get worked up about, there are more where they came from.

late night club, the lads are on vacation, they want some R and R, they call to a late night shebeen, from the big city, they want to action before the return to their big town. fifty cent is woken, it’s late in the evening, we have a job for you, she gets up and dress’s quickly, if she doesn’t she will be beaten, and dress in your sexy gear the older man says, his two bucks wait outside, the car is running, the opportunity won’t be around for long. She hopes it won’t be violent. Flash lawyer is joined by his friends, their wives are not that energetic these days, and they don’t want to upset the rhythm of the home, children need a steady mother, and successful men need a good home routine. We are doing it for the kids they tell everyone, when anyone asks, but… fifty cents we haven’t forgot you!

Opened Eyes

They didn’t see it coming, straight into the storm, the human storm, not the weather forecast, satellites, they should invent one for the human race that isn’t powered by money, feck it, when it’s a snow storm of cash, it blinds everyone, well, those things you could never do, suddenly your world brightens up, I can really be like that, how the eyes open up. Parents, their nightmares begin, it was fun in the beginning, now they realize that any sod can befriend their child, and there is nothing they seem to be able to do about it, apart from read of the despair elsewhere, those distracting headlines, as if they can recall them twenty four hours later, a distraction, while the nightmare returns, their child addicted to the machine, and if it isn’t that, well, the dealer can provide the rest.

Solomon sighed, it was the story of the wise bird, looking for love, a mate, someone to play around with. When in the zone, bird can do the dance, flash the feathers, do all sorts of things, to impress the mate, bingo, we got a connection. Then the nest building commences, the future is being created, and they need to supply the foundations, not any old tree, somewhere safe, they don’t want to be blown away. Then bit by bit, they gather, the new life arrives, the work continues. If the bird knows all this, and they all do, how come the human type never seems to get it right, always distracted, eyes wide shut as stanley would put it.

The old words come to mind, He sent the prophets, they partied while Noah built the ark, amen.