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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The Battle Rages

Nothing is impossible. nothing, North Korea, the dark kingdom, opening up, it is a start, two arch enemies reaching out a hand, the regular pharisee minded, complaining as usual, as if they are loosing some ground, their dreaded predictions not so dreadful after all, another brick in the wall is loose, while the battle flares elsewhere. How often do we castigate those who reach out, while saying it needs to be done, while doing nothing at all, but complaining. The more we learn about each other, the easier we are to understand, how stupid is that.

Solomon sighed, the stuff so many hide inside, when all they have to do is talk about it, amen.

Cut to the Mexican Border, over simple law separation time, children from Parents, in cages, not the version of the U.S, you want to imagine, well, it’s happening, amen.

Love solves all problems and is the answer to every prayer.. this is a re blog, but it is so true.

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Endurance and Love

 

Start at the end, she lies on the bed, holds a memory of him in her hands, a chain. each time she touches it she feels his strength. To this day she mourns for him, it was the heart she admired, it was her spirit he cherished. Solomon was remarking on the strength of love, and what it could achieve. The times they had endured; he was walking through the remnants of the human graveyard, once a city, it was now a memorial. He saw the thin figures scattered about, he had the photo’s on the wall to remind him, this actually happened; the gas chambers, the false teeth, the bones, the crematoriums. What proof did you need; what he saw devastated the human heart, a reminder what it could do, when it all went wrong.

The number is a tattoo on her arm, her memory, their memory. It was a difficult time, but their love endured; fifty years later he still makes her smiles; She tells her visitors; he always shared his ration with me, but he was a man when he died a young boy, amen.

There are those Dear Father in Heaven, of extreme views, trying in work their way into he thoughts and minds of all who are good, trying to sell them fear, pass on all that is wrong. remind them

for ever more, that their schemes will only fall on those that attempt to harm and no one else, amen.

The Intelligence Community

You have the economic community, the cultural community, the euro community, but has anyone heard of the intelligence community, or does intelligence count for much anymore, after all, if the image is all we seem interested in, who needs intelligence, and being short on patience and in search for the self, what has intelligence got to do with anything. The remarkable thing about intelligence, it seems prayerful in the beginning, the world of good intention, the collective wisdom, the ideas, then an action. I suppose you might compare it with a decent prayer; full of gusto, driven, passionate, and in need: many prayers are about rescue, something we need. really intelligent prayers, include more than the life around us, we spread our wings, bring others into the equation, very non modern, the world of the selfie thinks for the self, do I look good in that, you would if you went on a diet, i can hear the comment, this does not sound intelligent at all.

So, being interested in all things human, I have a vested interested in finding intelligence, a bit like seeking life on mars: it’s up there, it’s real, what did it exist for. So without further chit chat, i decided i would seek the intelligence community, not the spying world, but the real world. If laden with talents there has to be an awful lot of intelligence out there.

My first day on the job was not inspiring. They could send men to the moon, but could not sort out access to the world wide web. After all, creating a global platform that allowed anyone with access to a device, entry into the adult world, be it a child, a teenager or adult, did not seem all that intelligent. The same as starting a fire at a petrol pump station; it don’t take much but the consequences can be deadly. As I thought about it, a pint of Guinness to interrupt my search for intelligence was not a bad idea at all. At least that was an intelligent thought.

What world would create toys that encouraged violence, am I right or am I right!, that movie again, the chance to get it right today. Yeah, a cult hit I recall, but because it didn’t include enough violence and sex it was deemed a box office flop, when it wasn’t a flop at all, the intelligence i am looking for. Of course it was said, 2,000 years ago;

“the wisdom of man will prove to be pure foolishness when compared to the wisdom of God”

1940’s, the California desert, are you sure this will work!, a group of scientists build a device with the power to destroy all life, sounds stupid all these years later.

 

The Great Healing

Solomon was remarking on the world of old, how the early generations, in particular the early Jewish ones, won the approval of God. The temples exist the monuments still stand in certain places, the story is not controversial, it’s just that believing comes with a price, a sacrifice if you want. Anyway, everyone gets excited, there is a man who heals people, you just have to go see him, seriously. The men in charge abuse their standing, not all of them but some, they see it as a profession, they organize it, they create an organisation. The early Spiritual power they were endowed with in accordance with their beliefs begins to weaken, till it fails all together. This is not working out, the nearness of heaven is in doubt in the minds of the ordinary, our leaders only reward their friends and those who will do them favors. Along comes Jesus to restore the Spirit, he is given the Holy Spirit, the power of the Father. He can heal, there is power in Him. He goes to his home area, those that know of him don’t believe in Him, as a result, they can’t be healed, amen, he does not feel any love.

How hard is it to have faith, when you live among people who adore the material, worship it, how can The Spiritual blessing work?. Solomon saw storms ease, he wondered this, if only they had the faith to believe, then they could heal the world.