Finding Your Way

You don’t quite fit in, you have opinions you want to share, you feel judged before you open your mouth, all you want is to live your life, but all you find is interference, you read the ancient books, you hear the blurb from the church, we love you no matter what, you find out, this could not be further from the truth, they love you when you do what your told, after awhile you learn to adjust, life is easier, you begin to get what you want, but inside there is something missing, you begin to try stuff on the edge, you find ideas are welcome there, on the edge they want change.

Then Jesus came along, times of old, word gets out, there is a man, he Speaks different, is not afraid of anyone human, can read what we are thinking, and there is rumor he has come to start a new Kingdom. He does not obey the rules of the Pharisee’s, he gives out to them even, something no one does. He has come to lead God’s

people to the way, without all the sales blurb many put on the shoulders of others, and he can heal too, and achieve other great wonders.

Young soul, seeking the way, lost in themselves, unable to trust in their own, has seen too much, worse still, is a young woman, she is tired of being itemized and sized up, not that she does not enjoy company, she just does not want to be sold. She hears the words, words that put her heart at rest, there is a way, all it requires is a little effort and seeking.

Dante’s World…Author Day

National author day, why not choose one with a bit of gusto, something that opens the mind, it’s a time of change, there are signs, the criticism of Dante, I haven’t read the book yet, but it has a few choice words on the well being of large institutions, and how power is so corrupting, so the leaf notes go, well, I read the blog report, and have an inkling, that this is a book worth reading, as it has all the main characters from the Spiritual worlds. And written 800 years ago, it’s seems fitting to give it a read, in these times of great change, its the learning that matters.

The Preacher and the Power..and Bob Dylan…

Wow, they really respect me, there is a lot they will do for me, the town is mid west, there are swathes of people heading west, the pioneers, many led by preacher men, seeking the gold and their dream homes, a reasonable dream their spirits need some drive, the main decides to hire, the man of words who can stir everyone, the trek continues the pilgrims struggle on, the river is in sight, we will rest here says the preacher man, there is baptism on his mind, this religious business comes with its own rewards, see the respect they have, now that is saying some. The human is a deep soul, there are many lives lived hidden in your blood, the stories of generations, same as those intolerance’s we pass on, a matter of habit.

The times were changing, there was great hope in many hearts, and there are those who will gladly deceive, fools and their dreams are easily parted, apart from their money. Solomon was reading from Esdras, the old prophet was listening to the angel, who was advising him of the world to come, Esdras had many questions, the angel is patient, and gives him the signs. 2,800 years later, the recall of Esdras had much in common with current times. May our Spiritual guides be attempting unity in all that is good sighed Solomon, rather than buildingĀ  business’s for themselves. Amen..

At least share a little more, earn a few brownie points..maybe

Boy Buys Gun

You can’t be serious, paying fifty dollars for that; you can only get off a hundred rounds per second, a MP987 will do twice that. The boy sighs; you want to protect your family don’t you, the other kid nods, I’m listening his look says, give me more. Automatic cleaning and can run for three hours without heating up, which means you could hold off the army for at least three hours. Other kid does the math, for 24/7 cover, you’d need, he stops. I’ll take two he says. The other kid gives him two tokens, the game is on, it’s called boy buys Gun. In the old days, they played with toy pieces, men with rifles, plastic, games. Years later, they are watching the drama, when boys buy guns.

where do all those ideas come from, but who needs a rapid firing weapon; those in war zones I guess.

New Year Wishes

“The list, is that the new years eve moment, when we all want it good, a little typsy, reaching out, hugging strangers, getting messy and having no memory of it in the morning,”

S

he is asking the old prophet, they are having a coffee, she is young and ideal, is going to change the world, she dances to pay for tuition, has a strong energy, and the old prophet knows it. If he was a younger man, his interest might be in the lower regions, but he has learned too, has seen many lost moments, he wants to use his mistakes to guide her, he has had many new year moments that never lasted.

More coffee he says, the waitress is passing by. Did he leer at her, she is anxious of the world, there is too much talk of all that is upsetting in the media, everyone is catching it, old men and young girls, she soon forgets, the coffee arrives.

“there are so many causes and so many directions to go in, some are deliberately misleading, that’s for you to decide, as in old times, people were led astray, and the needs of families and their lives even, made them follow unstable leaders, but we have the wisdom of those times, even in times of great distress, it might seem an awful thing, but it’s often a listening and learning time, it happens to stop you in your tracks,”

She nods, is a little confused, what is he trying to say…

“in a nutshell, rise the well being of loving Spirit, that makes it easier on everyone good, and those trying to find the light, once you practice it awhile, wisdom will come to you, and when she does, stay in the zone!”

They part company, she is young, will ponder on it, his words, till they meet the coming week.

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.

Fires and Pilgrims

Fire men head in one direction, from the other side of the fence, the freedom train moves, well, it’s the promised land, and there is no turning back, it’s quite a conundrum, what is there to go back to, a troop of soldiers are sent to desist them, billionaires who claim a godly connection, talk up all sorts of harm, one day they will be at heavens door, mercy they will ask, what do you suppose the response will be, did you feed me when I was hungry, did you abuse the gifts I gave you, what did you do for my creation, you use the book to convince others your one of mine, but your actions don’t add up, all you can do is balance the cash, do you think that is good enough.

He Gets a heart attack. is rushed to the Hospital, the family gather, they are going to pray, he was so merciful they say, well, they say that about themselves all the time, Mother Nature has a world view they would never accept, whatever, they only listen when they are in trouble, no less.

Solomon sighed, there were millions of migrants on the move, wasn’t it telling, so few controlled so much of the resources and what did they do, it was very plain to see, if only they were considerate and were wise, what a difference it would be. The rain stops, the sun comes out, the financial barons, worry day and night, the market is not moving as it’s supposed to, if they were wise, they might look up and see that the stars have moved too, that’s far more problematical, that’s real. Meanwhile troops man the border, while they are needed in other places, just to do what exactly, the center of hope for migrants once, but not anymore, the dream is over, the spin they put on it.