Dogma, theory, religion, belief, the wisdom of the sages, it’s grey matter underneath, and it’s there to be filled everyday, the thrash we collect, the stuff we soon forget, the memories that won’t go away. The Head is lead when it’s filled with dread, the hurt, the harm, the insecurity, the blame, the head, how light it feels when we feel all good, no one to bother us, like birds we feel free. Going places sighed Solomon, how many are on the road, seeking that peace of mind, somewhere that is not a head butt, somewhere safe for the mind.
Addiction, seems to be the sport of the world, how can we exploit this, is there something that will upset her, lets try this. The spying games, the actions thereafter, it used to be espionage, now it could be your partner, playing mind games.
Solomon encountered some devious intelligent persons
, those who were always taking advantage of others, and those that were not like them. She’s a toe rag in a bar, she is a mother in the morning, so long as they don’t get caught out, well they cover for each intrusion. Mind the mind the preacher says, the battle is fought there, the effort to upset you, to set you off course. Old scripture refers to well being, while the modern world is full of those trying to undermine, we see it in politics, even in children’s games, but imagine this, and this is no boast or a lie, to see the Holy Spirit in action, brings only tears to your eye, your not alone, you just forgot to make room for Love to reside in you.
It’s it great to know, there is a power in existence, and it’s Heavenly, fear only God, and the demons that pursue you, will vanish, amen.