My Camp

No immigrants, search them out, frighten them, chase them like rats, round them up, it’s not Germany in the thirties, it’s America today. Developed by immigration, the great hope, is adopting the tactics of Adolf Hitler. Calls the Mexican people degenerates, (the cheap labor provided by mexico transient workers has saved the agricultural industry), apart from the workers who came to California to do the jobs Americans didn’t want to, (cheaper too). like Mussolini in Italy, modern day fascists are all chomping at the bit, they have a friend in the pole position, what is going on. If ever there is a lesson in history this is it, those left without hope will find it somewhere, the kid in the ghetto seeking a way out, eventually, the systems burst. As the rich man said in the parable, from hell where he lay, could you not send a messenger, just to warn them. Ironic thought Solomon, 2,000 years later, those words were more apt today, than when first spoken, 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.

Using Words Wisely

If we bombard them with the message, and if we offend everyone, they will automatically assume the need for change, and no one will think your for or against them, they will think about what you said about the, Muslims, The Pope, The Mexicans, Women, Wealth, but most importantly, because you have bombarded them mentally, and the media will love it even more, all they will want is change when the time comes. anything but more of the same will do, even if more of the same will be the end result. Donald shook his head. All I have to do is insult everyone, he looked at the mini dress near him, wondering.

Was it not a pity, abusing the well being of all that was good was all they were actually good at. A paper trail of insults and upsets, left two hands on the nuclear detonator, two previous enemies. There is too many of us, too many humans, he heard the neo rights argument, what the world needed was less people. Solomon sighed, they needed less neo types, and more of the loving types.

Unearth Him!

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.

Susie’s Christmas Wish

A Father has been away, a child waits, the tree is dressed, and his heart is wide open. A friend calls, explains the Christmas presents he thinks he’s getting. The little boy listens, but in the back of his head, he has that Christmas yearning. His Mother has passed away, and his heart is needing, all he can think of is his Father. Granny is great, but she is no substitute for the real thing. His parents split up when he was three, and the boy only got to see his father occasionally. He speaks to his Christmas Fairy, he’s not naive, he’s young and he has a soul, the nurture of love has reaped dividends, he has great hopes. On his knees, he says his prayer before getting under the duvet, this is what he says.

“i know your busy and stuff, and there are many small children hungry, so if i make my request i will understand if you are too busy, but if you could grant me one wish, this it would be, actually, there would be three, but i will settle for this one, okay maybe two, hear goes”

An angel in the corner, listens, is moved to tears, a humble little child with an open heart, we need more of these. A Father is working overseas, he has no choice, there is no work at home. How will he get home in time for Christmas! The Father is a cleaner, does odd jobs, he is diligent, but his boss is very sticky with the rules. Christmas is a busy time of year, and the family needs it’s servants. The employer, a man of little faith, finds his servants wallet, it’s been left behind in a bathroom, the man is cleaning, it must have slipped out, he picks it up, when a picture falls out, of the little boy. It’s a smiling child, it reminds him of a grandchild he has lost himself, it brings tears to his face. He wipes them away but continues to cry. The time he could have spent with him, his grandchild, when he was working instead. He thinks of the servant, and immediately he makes a decision. He buys him a ticket and sends the man home, happy Christmas, amen.

If only there were more hearts like this sighs Solomon. amen.

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The Entity

We can read their minds, bribe them, we know their thoughts, we are their Gods. Solomon was watching the demon minded, their invisible threat, and what they had in mind. He’d the Holy Spirit within him, a gift from God Most High, use it wisely, he did, to undermine the entity.

They trawl the minds, they have to avoid the heart, Love is their greatest threat, same as a good Clint Eastwood movie, when they get together, they acquire “Faith” of all things, what, that stuff that makes you do kind and stuff, makes them abhor violence, will even require you to love, Faith, the burden of the demon, The Strength of God.

Life is told in stories and Jesus was the best at if, for pure simplicity. By pass the head, go straight for the heart, do it together, and you will become a friend of the Almighty, amen.

Who is the Boss!

Frustrated hard working intelligent and dignified, she is a soldier in the field, has the connections to a ring of arms dealers and traders, who are the first call for all aspiring tyrants and “governments”, who choose sides, and she wants to put a spanner in the works, she wants them exposed. Her boss tell his boss who tells his boss that her boss told his boss that her boss had her reasons, good ones, for leaving them alone, as there was an intelligence operation going on, that her boss, told his boss, that their boss, hoped would be a satisfactory ending for all, but her boss was sure, that no matter how the matter went, there would be a good outcome, so her boss assured her. Do you understand me, am i making sense, right on!