Not someone trying to sell me something, not a busy exchange, not a website, something simple, my likes and dislikes, i don’t have to think anymore, the electric mood changer provides all the interests i’ll ever need, my personality type will be lumped together with others, it’s as if i joined a cult, no need to think at all, just follow the leader, which one you ask. But lets not think it’s all bad,we have been warned, Jesus of course set it in words, how the blind leading the blind leaves everyone in the toilet, well, my influences, they only want to satisfy my wonder lust. An interest in south american history led me to the rather sad conclusion; how those with the resources and means, join up with any authority that provides armed help, in order to sustain the imprisonment of millions of people. My influences, i now get invitations to watch the under life in many impoverished places, as forms of entertainment. Young girls who sell themselves all day, while millions online can tune in and watch it. Well, it opens up the life so many have to deal with, so what are your influences….Pride of place seems to be the off shore bank account that allows so much inequity to continue, as usual…
He is old, he stumbles, there is something wrong the media reporter says, how they attack Joe Biden for giving encouragement to those with the least, are they afraid of Kamala Harris taking the reigns, what a woman, the ire in men’s eyes, some of them, the usual order of things, men first being overhauled in front of a global audience. There is gold in the wisdom of the elders, well it’s the latest fashion thing, how the elderly are showing off many hidden skills, even on the cat walk, gone are the size six models, women who look like young children, what is the thrill you ask.
Solomon sighed, well, maybe it was a smile. The noose was tightening around those involved in massive greed, their off shore havens on the list for change, well, given the many millions in dire need of medical help, their bodies unable to deal with the toxic requirements of over used medications, apart from the usual stress, a few trillion siphoned out of those off shore caves, would do a lot to dent the health costs of those who had been deprived by the actions of a few corrupt men.
Joe stumbles three times while walking the gangway to air force one, and it being Easter week, it must have reminded many millions of the last walk of Jesus, before they fixed him to the cross. Second time around, the ending is in stark contrast to that first shameful walk. With a second in command more than able, Joe has nothing to worry about, despite the efforts of a few slick demons to unhinge him. They ought to be seeking mercy if they had a brain cell between them, amen.
Stuff you learn, where does it come from, who influences you, who turned your ear, what was it, who, the teacher. It starts the very first day your out of the womb, bundled in love, the star attraction, the delicate dependent being, you, me, everyone.
Solomon sighed; He has a very forgiving nature, likes triers, dotes on the compassionate, and is always guiding, what a Father. Solomon recalled the great start he got; there was no emphasis on wealth, it was education that mattered and good example. As he said to a friendly acquaintance; those that belong to you are all around you, don’t depress them, do something for their Spirit, as Jesus says, His words eternal; don’t fear those who threaten you with death, it’s the Spirit inside you, that is what you should be nourishing. As Old Amo says, be always ready for a face to face with the Almighty God, amen, great advice in these times, amen.
Where’s common sense gone, bickering and back biting, police on the streets, protesters, the army more important than health care, everyone doubting, new ideas running out, chaos, as the two giants of politics meet in the amphitheater, hoping to convince the voter, who is bombarded with twenty four seven news, sights of violence and fear on TV, confused thinking, wealth deemed the winning cause, you’ll do better with us, can this be a picture of the United States today, the so called leader of the free world, seriously.
Too much time spent of making money and not enough on creating community usually ends in chaos for all, it’s the story of the family, where the father figure spends all his time working while ignoring the emotional needs of the family, it all fall apart’s, and it leads to recrimination and blame thereafter, as to why it happened.
A man rushes in the door, he has a lot to hide, he does his best to distract his partner, rushes her around, haven’t time to speak, we’ll talk about this later, Hal she says, not now, there is a big meeting in the office later, there is talk of a takeover, it’s real big, she sighs to herself, we’ll talk about it later. After so many great schemes that never are, there is nothing to talk about later.
Denial, a condition of the human mind, tomorrow, eventually the tomorrows are all spent cleaning up the yesterdays that were ignored in the hope of tomorrow, it’s all about today, Jesus tells us.
The virus was more than a massive threat to humanity, it was an opportunity to stall the direction the world was heading in, time to think. Those who were planning on the propaganda war for the coming election would be wise to read about the ancient prophets, Esdras in particular, amen.
Hold on, don’t loose your faith, help will come. How those who struggle to survive hold it together, the stress each day, the hours of labor that bear so little fruit. From afar we read these stories, some of us wonder, some of us pray, some do something extra, the needs of others push us to extra lengths that we would not ever dare to tread. Struggles, the mother sighs, she is brow beaten, her little daughter looks on, knows her mother struggles, vows to do all she can do assist as she gets older, doing housework is all she can muster now, it’s her Mother after all. She watches while those without care pass by all day, the dress, the confident eyes, how they look down on her, it’s all stored inside. We need inspiration to hold on.
The news that two young women survived a trauma that was dangerous to say the least was uplifting for many who heard the news, and it was of course fishermen who came to the rescue at the death. Solomon sighed, there are those who are under the stress of the virus, and the warnings, while those who have had the means, just read about it. Nothing knew here, the gap between the least and the most is a ravine few will ever fill in, and those with that we call real power, will read reports from experts, and act on them, those who have a bit of a conscience will, hopefully more will recognize the signs. In this time of great trauma, there is the Spirit of God, it’s pouring out across the world, hang on, put your faith in the fisherman.
Solomon encountered the Spirit that brings great gifts, heaven sent, but as with all gifts, it requires a little sharing. when you have real proof of divine intervention, there is no human force that can ever overcome it, read the pro
News on the wire, hot off the press, the insults fly, we get it our way, no one gets in our way, God laughs out loud, I never had this sort of entertainment in years. The Boss looks at the noisy titan, made more noise than anyone else his age, is this how the children get when they begin to loose their marbles, well, when you don’t get your way, see how they react, Children sighed The Most High, take him away, and for Heavens peace, will you put a gag on his mouth, he is waking the animals.
Solomon read the signs, the changes were being accompanied with Heavenly support, hold firm, and your faith will see you through. Forget the worries of the future, live today, do something life giving, please don’t complain. The numbers were all over the place, pointing towards an eternal destiny, nothing to be anxious about, start today.
Great the number who lived inside their fears, pointing to others, trying to escape the notice of their friends, deflecting blame, anything to get the focus off them. Jesus told the early believers, it’s going to be tough sometimes, but remember this, God the Father and Heaven is real, don’t miss the boat on this on. They looked at him, have faith he replied, a blind man is passing by, can you help he asked of the Great Teacher, the man wakes up with his sight, he just had to believe.
are awesome, around the corner there is a line of well dressed men and women, a child is passing in the other direction, asks his mother, I thought those people never had to wait, is it an Oscar party or something the boy asked. His mother smiled, no darling she said, they have to meet with God, Wow says the boy, it must be important, they are all so well dressed up. The mother sighs, my sweet innocent child, I hope I have reared him well.
You are taking too long on the phone, she grabs the receiver tight. I said you were too long on the Phone, she grabs the phone tighter. Your not paying for it, we are her father says, she looks at him, she it talking to her friend. Her father wants to use the phone, it’s the only one in the house. Ten minutes later she is off the phone, a pout on her face as she passes her father, whose been waiting all that time.
She is always on the phone, can we do anything to stop this, her father says. Her mother sighs, she is a teenager Jack, they talk all the time. I will get a coin box if this keeps up he says, finding no support from his wife or anyone else.
If your head is full of noise from others trying to communicate with you, how will you have time for yourself, you will spend your time trying to keep up with those to whom you were communicating with, and in the process you will lose your mental abilities, and eventually, your mind will cease to work normally. Solomon sighed, the virus could only be cured by creating space; over the years the flu had become virulent, changeable, and more deadly. Human nature had got weaker too. He recalls the mother giving birth to a daughter in her late thirties, the healthy child is born at six pounds and some ounces. The children she bore in her twenties, were all eight pounds and upwards. are we getting weaker in our selves he wondered. He recalls the prophecy of Esdras; When mother nature tires, her children become weaker.
Put the phone down, it’s all your able to do these days.