The Access Code

The heart that loved was the access code, there was no other means, it was that simple, just as said 2,000 years earlier, and it was where Holy Spirit dwell ed, in the invisible soul, as invisible as soul, unless you were aware of how it manifested itself. The movement of nature, who could control love, it was very similar. We imitated life around us, our spirits, some had it strong, and more didn’t, most of it greedy, amen. It all started in the heart, and the prejudice.

There are no divisions, just man made regulations, as spoken, 2,000 years ago, amen.IMG_5757

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Gay Bums and Ass’s

A bum or an ass, the corruption of language, the double meaning, it was about the context, the timing changed the meaning, over a cloud, upon a cloud, under a cloud, the meaning of sky, who could understand it, only those supposed to understand it, amen.

Betrayed with a kiss, saved by a kiss, it was all very strange. Was there someone watching, how we rush to judge, prepared to react, how fickle the mind, how weak the heart, it ran hand in hand.  It was easy to assault the senses, particularly if wound up emotionally.

There were those who read minds, understood our ways, could plan our reactions, fallen angels some of them, others too. Solomon ignored routine for good reason. It wasn’t accidental. Twin worlds, two halves to every life, male and female, which one dominates, decided everything. Finding balance, never easy, especially when pushed.

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I’m For The Birds

Baby bird sits quietly in the tree,

waiting patiently the way a baby bird be’s,

starts to smile when he see mammy in the sky,

coming home with dinner just for little old me,

wont be long before he fills his little tummy,

and the next day mammy goes out does it all again,

she don’t get distracted or lose focus,

she’s a mother and that’s her responsibility,

dad bird comes smelling of beer and sweet perfume,

mammy stares over  doesn’t have to wonder where he’s been,

of course that only happens to the human type,

animals birds fish and others of the species don’t have this problem,

next time you are called animal assume it a compliment,

it’s not the birds bees fish or anything of the animal world,

that has been raiding their own environment,

with the view to exploitation and profiting from it,

I’m for the birds,

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communicate

How to communicate with God is the mother of all issues, and is the point we are aiming at here, and when we wonder about the blessings that God confers on us, how these blessings are passed to us, is what is important, not why.10-16 Lessons Learned In LifeghandhiIMG_5757

Solomon the Light Worker

The light workers light worker, the forgiver of forgivers, the heart that differs, the lightness of being, unburdened by everyday trials, even Jesus found it hard, needing miracles to explain the lot, does it get any clearer, we are light when loving, ever notice the inner feeling, nothing is more important, your loved, then you start wanting, other things, security and all those bits, needs become obsessions, it begins to fall apart, not what it was, you need even more, some lessons are hard learned, maybe it’s why we are all born again,

we are lighters second time around, amen…

along come the demons, masquerading as light, they know your weakness, plenty of bribe stuff, those ideas you have, things they can do, fooling the believers, sucking them into schemes, giving your leaders status and power, addiction that’s fatal for believers, ain’t it easy to see why it went wrong, whatever your creed or knowledge, remember the good Samaritan, it wipes out the selfish instinct, so those who sit in comfort and conceit, there is far more to it that you’ll ever admit, little wonder so much effort into schemes, that create anxiety and fear, amen

Solomon was reminding himself, how the spirit is so easily stressed, when it’s not based on firm foundations, Jesus called St.Peter the rock, the foundation stone for future believers, and are we not wise to remember, there were so many deceivers about, so many who believed in all sorts of idols, and isn’t it strange how they fall, our idols that is, along with our faith in them, when the same people who rise them up, pull them down later, it could not be simpler, amen…IMG_5758ghandhi

Patrice Lumumba – His Great Escape

The anniversary of the escape,  of Patrice Lumumba, and who was Patrice Lumumba. It’s not a name of celebration, If you are President Eisenhower, Allen Dulles, or a member of the C.I.A., it’s a day of great shame and uncalculated harm. Mr Patrice Lumumba was the First Prime Minister of Congo. On account of his unwillingness to co-operate with the interests of the west, a coup was planned and executed, with the assistance of the above named individuals, who had him replaced with a dictator. The Congo was on the path to freedom, lead by a pro Congolese who wanted the resources of the Congo for the people of the Congo. Sadly Mr Patrice Mulumba was re captured and tortured to death. The history of Congo has been a disaster ever since, rifled top to bottom. The church enquiry in 1975 clarifies this in it’s findings. While History is history, 53 years to the day, the celebration of Thanksgiving occurs today, the day of his escape from custody. In the aftermath of this atrocity against democracy, it opened the gates of Hell upon the world. Many great men were removed from office by similar means in the sixties, not excluding the great Mr Kennedy. May God bless them all. The number of wars that occurred since then, the damage they caused, the affects today, unimaginable, the flow of injustice that occurred, hard to contemplate. Remembering Thanksgiving, remembering the children of the Congo, amen.

Patrice Mulumba

Patrice Mulumba

Easy Peace

Whose that,

they are your enemies son,

they are not similar to us,

they don’t eat the same things,

they treat their women differently,

the worship they pray,

it’s not the same as us,

but they pray to the same God Popa,

shut up sin,

shut up son,

father loses it and abruptly ends the conversation,

who gave him a mind of his own,

father is going to blame the teachers,

who else he sighs as he walks to his car,

it’s easy start a war,

it’s easier to create peace,

amen

political class,

you’ve been warned.Image