Unnatural desires….

Can you think of something else she says. He gives her the eye, does she expect me to respond to that. Her head is immersed in her phone, his comment glib sounding. I was about to say, can you hold that thought she says,while she rapidly fingers her phone, getting another comment away. He waits patiently for her to finish. Unnatural desires he says, can you think of anything else she repeats, to her, all men want lower level love, along with natural desires. He walks to the door, I’m leaving he says. You can’t she says, her voice soft and wanting, she tweaks her legs, well she says, as if that will keep him. He lingers at the door, thinks for ten seconds and slams the door. Outside now, he breathes fresh air. Freak he says under his breath.I Heard that she shouts. He is moved by her comment. They get on well when together. But that device she is addicted to, those unnatural desires, amen.

Solomon sighed; in other times,friendships were made over time. Now it’s a mixture of fear and hurry up, before someone else does. How huge expectations were usually accompanied by great struggle; now it’s who captures your imagination, and quickly, amen.

The Lesson

Jesus taught us the ways to God. What is the lesson. How we treat others, how we judge others is how we ourselves will be judged.Those that have contempt for the ways of God, have to be certain, of what fate awaits them. The lesson goes further than that; Jesus used the words of the prophets, to emphasize His teaching. In a nutshell, there are no idols,only God. Do we have work to do, the lesson from all the signs, amen.

Spiritual Frustration, psalm 53

Hopes rise and fall, those who prey on the vulnerable, their hopes rise when the Spirit ebbs, they will need someone to fill the void, and there are no shortage of willing rats prepared to fill that void. A child with emotional needs that are never met, who hopes rise and fall, reacts violently when he loses at anything, the heart is not satisfied, there has to be a reaction. We all experience loss in life, if we are lucky, we have emotional back up, very few are strong enough. The hearts reach a certain temperature, over a certain point, it’s all in doubt, how things will go. Call it frustration, call it what you want, but what is the root cause; layers and layers of corruption, it becomes too much when so many are involved. Same with anything bad that attracts the numbers, Jesus called the demons mobs, there were so many of them.

why psalm 53, the reminder of the Heavens, this week, two 53 events in a matter of days, both refer to world events, Italy, the first cup victory in 53 years, the assassination of the Haitian president, 53 years old. It might be good to read that psalm 53, over and over. Written a very long time ago, for the benefit of the early believers, AND, for those living today, who can connect recent events with the prophecies of those days. If you seek God, why not turn to what was written in the Holy Name, amen.

Ruination of souls, what is their fate, those that allow themselves to be used….

Harm, God’s Kingdom, there are those who try every day, to destroy the spirit of all those who believe in the Most High God, it’s a daily experience. Now that the signs from on High are visible to all, matched by the efforts of many concerned souls, who daily try, to improve the lot of those most disadvantaged in their communities, so what is their fate? Tampering with the will of God, surely they didn’t think it would be allowed to continue, the inner bullying, the fear spread, so what is their fate, and are there any precedents to refer to?.

The condemned are always given a chance to improve their prospects, Jesus, and the 11th hour promise, there is time, if you amend before having to. No Father can send another to do their bidding either, yet, its written, by the prophets of old, you can assist the fate of those gone before you,by your good works, so the prophets of old said and prayed. Is there a future for those who intentionally offend God or His servants. Thinking about it, could turn your thoughts to jelly, just imagine it,the eternal power, who would dare offend it, amen.

Burning Heat

Burning heads, the thrill being filtered to children, this is life, the focus on how your made, so that is how you do it. The thrill some get, interesting the young in sexual matters when they are not able to drive a car, or write, it’s everywhere, it’s normal, it’s Babylon.

The earth burns, it’s on view, record heat, water is hard to find, while in other places,children weep, the famine in Yemen, and other places. What is the focus, our vanity or our God, amen.

Those that know, know exactly what is happening to the inner child, they are enjoying the destruction of the safe places inside, devouring the space for Loving Spirit to dwell. The future as Leonard Cohen writes, blurred to say the least, amen.

Solomon sighed, if only they listened to the words of Isaiah, amen.

The Returning Hero’s.

The reality of war, the 20% or more who come home mentally damaged, the reality, war destroys from all angles, apart from the woman and child, who fear those who will use them, the other reality, those lives, they never seem to matter in the planning,winning doesn’t count the cost of collateral damage,it just accepts it. So we know all this, does this mean,and as a thinking man, there must be so many potential legal claims, against those governments that initiated wars, knowing the collateral damage; where is Johnny Grisham, they need a book John, you great social crusader,amen. Any idea what the financial is here, yes, as in law,those who undertake actions that they knowingly, will harm so many innocent victims, there has to be a legal mechanism out there, and many billions in claims too.

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A Mid Summer Nights Dream…part two..alive again

The great bard, Shakespeare, put our character and flaws on stage, where no one could point to the villain or victim, they are only characters the crowd thought, while the learned and their sneaky minds fully knew, the lessons within, not just a summer nights dream, much more real. The use of words, how they travelled from the bards pen, to days like this.

A mid summer nights dream, the world wakes up in places,former freedoms returned,the great dictator, the virus,seemingly overcome. The freedom so treasured, being able to meet a friend,gather, no police harassing, the very thing we seemingly escaped from, a fate so many struggle under, mostly alone.

The dream, the emergence of light minded people, who want to brighten the road they travel, free countries, no more dictators, food to eat, and non bias sexual minded souls all around, a mid summers night dream. Are you allowed to be…

Jesus said it simply but it wasn’t simple to achieve. Men and women died,burned, crucified, in the Holy Name, it wasn’t the spin of a modern day PR expert, no pretending in other words, the real you, that inside you, more space required the general call, amen.