Rewarding Hate

The details are gross, the readers are in the millions, the details are worse than a bad day in a slaughter house. Fixated the readers are spell bound, did they really do that, the small details thrill the most, the writer gets an award for encouraging hate. Solomon recalled the times, when there were elders, wise men in every community, wise women too, (do i here the sexist complaint). In times of distress, the wise elders were the first source of comfort. The matter is discussed, the complainants make their case, the well being of the community comes first, ears do not need to hear the details. Why fill the heads with all sorts of strange thoughts, same reason they used to try and shield young children and others from pornography, it wasn’t deemed good for a healthy society. Are you joking they say in their heads, this stuff is ancient, get to the modern world dude, wake up, what’s wrong with rewarding hate.

The bias we pass on, the activities we encourage by giving them Ink, the ideas we plant into the head, same as the daft environmentalists, when the river is poisoned they suddenly decide to act.  Solomon prayed for revelation, and help from the world above. He encountered Holy Spirit, encountered the enemies to love as well, there was a need for a worthwhile prayer, a basic set of words that would help all

that was good, so he thought about it for awhile. One thought could turn those who deceive and those who encourage evil into babbling fools, a good idea, imagine if it works. everyday since he listened, the real intentions of many are made known, and it is growing, so much for those who reward hate.

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Mr President

Mr President

Only children surprised, no need to be alarmed, growing them quicker than ever before,  farmed children, not as resistant to antibiotics either, traumatized earlier, exposed like never before, apart from Rome in the year 1 BC, like good old factory reared chicken, children, what are you waiting for, take advantage of them younger. little consumers, they’ll never know, and when you get older you’ll all be pals, cause that’s all they will ever know.

Does it sounds familiar with the world we all share today, no no  I hear ye shout out,what disregard you have for all that charity work, reputations you know, know what it costs to run five houses today, he’s lost count, lost count of all the promises,  he thinks this while he sleeps, wakes in the morning eats breakfast as normal, what’s in today’s paper dear, she passes the cheese, routine not the same us usual darling, a meeting at Davos,  now that ain’t useful, they’ll be watching everything you do.

An opportunity to put the real worries on the table, and an opportunity to appease the anxious faces, they want a stable market, Davos, while children need a stable home, can’t we at least try he sighs, the heart beats a little faster, is that the new pills or has the heart started doing the norm. It worries, the thought all could be over in a jiffy, he thinks loudly, then again, the thing with the people in Korea, a little fiery, but it seems to have done the trick.