Panic Attacks

can’t sleep, can’t think, I’m going to drown, i can’t eat, no buzz from the TV, the soaps no longer is attractive, can’t concentrate, chaos, it sounds like the morning of the super bowl, and your the quarter back, well it isn’t, the old guard have realized it’s no longer the same, and in some ways we have Donald Trump to thank, and the series of extreme thinkers, the political far right, they have wakened to world, and the heart is rising again in the strangest of places, amen. Okay, lets admit it, we don’t want the neat cappuccino set explain the world to us, and those who have their style guru advising them what to wear every morning, do we! Building their own Kingdoms while complaining about the current status of the competition, is in no ones interest only theirs. Ordinary people have come to realize they can have a say in matters after all, and isn’t that empowerment, as all the new age guru’s say. Perhaps you could be in Love, that’s another matter.

Solomon was after reading a story, and it reminded him of our need for Love and how easy it is to try to control it. In a nutshell, if you put the Love of God ahead of your own love, you have a perfect outcome. I’m seeing someone else she says, he hits a deep depression, rage anger sexual jealousy, I’ve lost her, I’ll get even, must ring the friends, warn them, panic attack, hot breath, deep chest movements, bitch, she is smiling as she says it too. Who is he, God she smiles, he suddenly relaxes, who can compete with that, no one, panic attack over, amen.

Did you hear me!

turn down the stereo, the phone rings, no one can hear, a thousand different voices, all hoping to be heard, sounds like hell, me, did you hear me, the constant drone. Picture it, the survivors retelling the story, the only witness’s to the horror, be it the Titanic, be it the horror of Auschwitz, the voices calling out, did you hear me. Then imagine Jesus, walking through a small village or town, the voices calling out, heal me, do you hear me, he walks on, but hasn’t ignored them, if they have faith, they will be healed, do you hear me, amen.

Many voices were calling out, shouting injustices, my cause, my rights, my needs. Then there were other voices calling out in silent prayer, thanking God for the blessings being poured out, do you hear me. Solomon listened to the world around him, every day was a gift, the scars on his body, reminders, i’m on my feet today, do you hear me. Only God Most High could have done it, do you hear, amen. The power of Faith, it was the story of Great Spirit, amen.

Filling The Void

no more empty spaces, those drab memories, love is not a competition, the winners are often the losers, it’s the heart that needs reminding, we are all gifts of a kind. Solomon was no fan of victim culture, and those who used emotional times to fund raise. how could anyone praise the need for their services, if those that attended them were those most in need, a new mentality was required,and that Christmas spirit was there to remind. So many worrying for a whole range of reasons, so many looking to the new year, forgetting

about the season, and it was hard to blame them. emotionally, these days remind us of love lost, those that have departed, those that went away but never came back, leaving the emptiness inside. Filling the void, was filling the heart with goodness not the hatred so many attach to. He saw miracles everyday, they wondered, why he thought, Just as the Great One promised, fill the void with Love, and watch the world transform around you, amen.

The Overdose

Fat bag of crisps and two large fries, make it three, i’m going home to spend the day watching TV, burps loud, burps again, where did i leave the beer, trundles back to the off licence, the cashier smiles, another fool she sighs under her breath, he watches her reach for the till, makes small talk about the game on TV, burps again, loser she sighs under her breath, he gets tense all of a sudden, was that me you were talking of, she ignores the comment, back to the afternoon stroll, it’s hard work being bored, he opens the door, his medication is on the floor, he picks up the mail, tosses us against the wall, straddles the sofa presses the button, in imagination land he smiles, the overdose, just keep watching the TV and forget about it, amen. Pops another Valium, so yesterday, amen.

Actors!

Frown lines dispensed with, will last a little longer, computer graphics that can ape reality, too good to be true, it’s not reality but it looks good, over dramatic story lines, did we upset anyone yet, and spin that only experts can provide, did we tame the tiger yet!, actors. Solomon was reading a story, getting to know yourself stuff, and the twisted views of many, and the hatred they just don’t want to forget, actors. Filling the vacuum, over dosing the mind, stuff it will you, till they have no peace of mind, actors. In the old days, you believed in Great Spirit, stuck to the task, and got rewarded. In the modern world, you stuck to the task, and had to be wary of all, as Jesus said, one of them will betray you. Solomon sighed, the more they dug the bigger the hole they created for themselves, and no amount of acting was going to solve that, now that the light had come from above, amen. Did you ever see a storm turn back!

Fidel

So Fidel has passed on, not everyone’s cup of tea, but at the root of the man, there was a yearning for freedom, and that came at a very big price, the western world has brought the world to it’s knee’s, not the impoverished Cuban’s who fought trade embargo’s, just because another nation didn’t like them. so who was Fidel then, well, he didn’t like the casino playboy Las Vegas feel to Havana, and how it became a gangsters playground, whatever. Having seen both sides, he was moved to do something about it. And at this time, McCarthyism had struck america, with the wipe out of many community minded writers, so it was no surprise they wanted rid of him. So who was Fidel, what made him last this long. well, today, if time spent is worth it, Cuba is one of the countries with a world class health system, and has both a well educated people, but also a very musical nation, with huge prospects. Meanwhile, and it didn’t borrow money to build their systems, they had to work out a better way. so who was Fidel. He drew the company of many, and everyone wanted to listen to what he said, so who is Fidel

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the rituals

ritual regulations laws, the menace of our times, setting down the way, just methods for controlling you, who’d believe we’d so stuck,

another rescue plan, another excuse to use, no wonder medication is so popular, everything is interfered with, the basic tenet being,

God was so alarmed with it all, he sent along some guides, eventually his son, and we continued to blow it, rules regulations and fears, another fine mess stanley, amen…..as if you need advice to ask a question of your own Father, you just need to listen, Image