Being Responsible

We didn’t pollute the air, we didn’t spoil the oceans, we didn’t start wars, we didn’t cause anything, damn it Donald, what do you take responsibility for, Donald runs his hand threw his mop, still there he sighs, will look good

at the invitation dinner tonight. First impressions make a difference. From the top of the building there is not a chance of a flood, from the size of the army there is no threat, from the size of the 20 trillion overdraft, he chuckles at that one. No, we are not responsible for the polluted world, look, why worry, if we are cute we’ll blame the citizens of china, look at Russia he says, damn it, this is going to cost too much, can’t we talk about something else. The all present God, the consciousness of many, the voices of those is trouble, from the sewer that was created, are all wondering, when will Donald become responsible. Mother Nature cries out, the Almighty Father hears it, hears all of her petitions. Solomon sighed, we all have to be part of the clean up.

Storms turned around, weather, the chance to put things write, right, write. Did the people realize the potential of words. Solomon encountered it, and wondered why, it had not been made clearer. As the prophets of old did, we could all petition the divine True God, all we had to do was make the effort. Compassion, understanding, these were not price tags, money after all was printed with a machine, clean water, well, that was a different matter, just being responsible.

It’s Impossible

The power of reality TV, media exposure, and the media circus around it, what are they feeding the children mentally he wondered, did they not realize nourishment for the Spirit within was paramount to having a caring society, easier to dull them momentarily. Solomon was reflecting on the culture diet so many young forming minds were forced to ingest, and wondered what the consequence of it would be.

There were those who commented on the regimes that were not like theirs, while ignoring what was going in their own homes, dis-tractors as he called them, shining their opinions on far away places while comfortably ignoring their own back yard. He’d encountered such diversions before, as the “network” ate it’s way through the hearts of many nations, consuming all that was good, and leaving behind desolate states, the way a drug plague laid siege to many towns and villages, obvious to all with eyes that could see.

He had encountered the Holy Spirit, the real one, and saw the calls for reform, and the calls repeated, evidenced in so many shocks, they were everywhere. When he turned on the radio, he was wondering if he was listening to Ezra, the Holy Prophet, who was told by an angel of God, of some of the signs of the great change, the trumpet will sound and there will be chaos in many places, it was just one of many. He’d seen the books open in the sky, had a picture of it.

2,500 years later, and on the eve of his own great escape, he had seen many great impossibilities happen, and wasn’t surprised, he had a feeling for the last ten years, that the world was being judged. To be alive to witness it all, twenty seven years after his own deliverance, who would believe it, it seemed impossible. Then again, people were praying for miracles, and those of faith were being delivered, against all odds.

Lost Children

where have all the flowers gone, where has all the innocence gone, it is the era of the lost generation, but it was no cause for despair, the enlightened were working to fix the issue, there were angels appearing from all sorts of places, the message was being made clear, where have all the children gone. She’s ten acts thirty, she is addicted to adulthood but can’t control it, the lost generation, the search party found them at last, amen.

Victory

Anger, resentment, pissed off with the neighbor, a friend to remind you, getting paid to upset people, getting used to hurt, enjoying the pain of it, knowing the fix that will help you escape it, the tranquilizers first, the bottle, the other hidden addictions, getting one over on somebody, and you call it a victory. The lawyer schemes, fills the client with ideas, doesn’t tell him to do it, just explains a thing or two, victory, the man does his neat work, the honest man is bludgeoned, the evil one goes free, victory for the lawyer, client gives him the bonus, the off shore bank account gets a boost, the local hospital is left short again, the wheel chair is not replaced, the nurse is taken off the rota, the old man is left alone, victory. Great, the estate agent smiles, with the cash he can bribe the bank manager, and the heroin continues to flow, the addicts grow in number, the honest souls don’t know what do do, victory. The lawyer, the estate agent, accountant and pals sip champagne and eat snacks, rare caviar that came direct from the black sea, victory. Solomon sighed, didn’t they know they were walking on thin ice, he’d encountered the Holy Spirit, so he began to write about it, the Real Victory, amen.

Small Child

Eyes are big, first day at school, new friends, a new beginning too. It is the start of the big adventure, building friendship, learning, developing relationship skills, progress. Teacher is under funded, has a need for an assistant, the little learners need time, they don’t all learn that quickly, and the teacher needs to be stress free. It’s children here, this is not math.

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he off shore thieves, how they let so many small children down, choices, amen.

Babbling Fools

Solomon smiled, a prayer was said and answered, and that was all it took, if you want to defeat the evil influence, just ask the one above, so in wisdom he asked, in love he desired, something that was better for everyone good, then waited, was a little patient and smiled, as the front line soldiers of deception kept falling into traps of their own making, turn them into babbling fools and let the world see them for what they are, the deceivers, the network behind them, and those planning in secret so many evil deeds.

David faced Goliath, a battle that could not be won, stepped out onto the field, a little frightened like everyone. He heard the voice of God, don’t be afraid, once i am with you son you just can’t lose. The rest is history, and recent events around the world have the outsiders outdoing the better equipped everywhere. Next, along comes Jesus, to put it in context, there is far more to you all than you ever imagined, did the miracle thingee and inspired the early believers, how does he do this they wondered, with Faith in the Father, how easy was that to understand.

Seek wisdom if you want to understand the ways of God, otherwise you might end up a babbling fool, amen.