It was that time of year he smiled, well, sighed, when a wish could be made and a prayer said, an interesting thought, Solomon had the arch enemy in mind, the demon minded. At a time of great celebration, he often showed up, disrupting family gatherings, trying his best to run amok, creating disharmony in the families, putting them off ever gathering together again, won’t go through that again! Solomon’s wish was a little bigger. what if many souls prayed that wish, the silencing of the demon, and what it would achieve, lasting peace. He’d dinner with close family, and the senior was feeling unwell, complained of a problem of two. An hour later, they all parted with large smiles on their faces, and no complaints. The demon silenced, talk was of all that was good, a start, amen.
I don’t care if you have to wash his dirty underwear we want to know what he is at! You mean his socks as well, i mean every hair on his scrotum if necessary, and shiny too, you are a recruit from west point miss, and your country needs you. Her smile could stop a bus, her eyes were emerald green, she knew when to bend, just when to sigh, they identified him as a drug dealer, a threat to the state, a threat to the world, it could have been Jesus they described, and they were the pharisee’s, hell bent on having their way, but they lied. She was part of an effort to destroy love on earth but did not know it. Unearth him or you are fired. they gave her a list of his likes and dislikes, while feeding her with bias. What they didn’t know, he was one of God’s holy warriors
, but they didn’t know that. Now he was unearthing them, and he was on fire, amen.
Miss Understanding, so that’s your name. What did they say about all those Mexicans
, well, someone famous did, didn’t they, they were all…who were they appealing to anyway.
meanwhile a tourist couple arrive in L.A., take the freeway, get the wrong exit, this isn’t the center of town, they are in east L.A, gang controlled, and they are white. They stop at the traffic lights, doesn’t take long before they are shot .A funeral, overseas, L.A, the most dangerous place on earth, see what they did to our lovely brother and his wife, off the plane, shot death, beaten and burnt inside an hour, the likes of that would not happen in Aleppo, it’s a miss understanding says the tourism chief, a miss understanding, well, whatever you call it. A TV reporter looks into the lens, aware his words are being beamed across the world, and more importantly, all across the United States. It’s a scene from the middle east…
“blood on their faces, knives in there hands, they beat there chests with the blade, there will be blood for this, they scream and shout, death to america…”
An extreme group of radicals hijacked the street, it’s just a small hate tract, but it’s beamed across the world, as if this is the common belief. The reporter uses the Faith of the tyrants to ramp up the news, to incite the viewers, abusing the people, knowing that this that he presents is not the truth, it’s propaganda.
Grabbing women by the …worshiping gold…encouraging greed…and i read my Bible Nightly, is that the characterization of a believer in Jesus Christ!, well Mr D!
Just a Miss Understanding I suppose, amen.
don’t worry, there is always something to get worried about, every day, look, if we can’t find something we’ll invent it, if it’s a war you need we will start, if it’s a thrill you need, we will provide it, distraction is our best kept secret. Solomon was listening, passing up the word, by passing the traditional routes to Heavenly intervention, the enemy having built a barricade across the road, what a load, bias, hatred
, low self esteem, poverty, envy, hatred, and greed, did i mention the sexual appetites yet, well put that on top, after that load, what else is there to distract you. God heard his prayer, at last, someone who finally understands what all those distractions were for, amen, they were there to build barricades, that’s all, amen.
dressed up to the nines, will he like me she sighs, has the chemical attraction, see the way he looks at me, wow, and the way he smiles, is it love she smiles adjusting her make up, another reason to be optimistic. The dance starts, he moves closer, drops a bunch of bills on her lap, she moves in closer, he is loving it, well,she’s seen him before, is a regular customer, is it love she sighs, siding in closer, do you want to look at that, he sighs, move closer baby, is it love she smiles. The evening drifts on, they go behind the curtain and get it on. then he leaves, she gets dressed, has the money to pay the rent, she’s just a toe rag, but for awhile she was in love, what’s wrong with that. looking for love in the strangest of places. Solomon recalled an evening, the dead expression, a trafficked woman, dressed up, or down, traded like a car, moved from town to town, her heart wringing inside, worn and feeling hopeless, they even have her child.
across the world, women were being traded in such fashion, from the prime centers of commerce, to the streets of Rome, and it was carried on regardless. turn them into babbling fools these men, their backers and friends, amen. it was Christmas time after all, and as he said to a friend, ask just for a little bit more, please he said, amen. hope he prayed.
Real, in response to a prayer, the arrival of wisdom, concrete proof of the world above, just imagine it. A reflection in a mirror, a glimpse of a face, the details in the mist, it was the spirit, and one way it manifests. the movement of a cloud, the sweep of a breeze, the faces in the leaves, the spirits passing, just checking in. Imagine it, God Most High is no floozy in the jacuzzi, and the prayers of the Holy Prophets are heard. Our thoughts give life to many actions, why on all earth was Jesus tempted, wise up, escape from yourself, and learn, this life is never over, it goes on and on, and eternity is real, amen.
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.