Circle of Love

Love is the beginning and the end, of everything living, the past, the future, it’s a continuous circle, we receive love in the beginning and we go back to love in the end, almost too simple to contemplate, as we stress ourselves to death’s door with worries.

Lofty reputations, great achievements, inner wells deep with pride, stuff we try to protect, for what reason you wonder, perhaps for just a smile.

Speech, the applause of the audience, they listen to the out pouring, grave comments in all reality, the words spoken forgotten in a week, but we pretend it’s vital and important, just an honest comment from an honest man, as if to prove the point, in five minutes time there will be something new on your mind, as you chat to the person next to you, and complain about something you heard, they didn’t mention this or that, is this the conversation your having with yourself, do you try to stay in a positive state of mind, do you follow the habits of successful people, and ignore the needs all around, probably certainly 100% certain actually, the habits of success leaves little time to assess the distress in the world, meaning the needs of love everywhere and the work of God, strange times when there are people of ungodly natures, who are esteemed because of their narrow focus, basically, themselves, wow, see what they have, well see from the of view of God, and see where they are heading instead, not the dramatic ending as laid out in their pension plan, but the example of Egypt and the pharaoh’s instead, amen.

The Great Divide

Ten year old boy, hurt on his face, tears in his eyes, why did father die, the scene is a bomb crater, drone strike no trial, searching eyes tear laden, the camera’s on you, minutes later new story, but his distress will linger longer, calling it revenge, call it justice, an eye for an eye, left everyone blind, Jesus mentioned this, 2000 years ago, no religious leaders listened then, got rid of him instead, we’ve been blinding love since, putting numbers on what can’t be counted, dressing the world with fear,  pushing anxiety using propaganda, where do terrorists come from, came down from space eventually, the black  hole in the hearts, similar to that crater, bad decisions by elite dictators, the great divide is the world’s hatred, this is a matter of fact, young boy don’t loose heart, be better than those who hate, love them instead, the Lord of Justice and Love, The Spirit of God Most High, The change happening across the world, is the word of God in action, and all who hurt and love, in the middle of it all, amen.

The man in the Sky, is a picture that says it all, He has the cold hearted lined up, so bury your anger and hate, he will settle all accounts out there, love as Leonard Cohen said, is the only avenue for our survival, amen.Image

Babylon Again

English: George Clooney at the 2009 Venice Fil...

English: George Clooney at the 2009 Venice Film Festival (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Busy dear she shouts from below, just getting ready to go out you know, in a flash closes the screen, before giving it one more glance, whoa bet the secretary wouldn’t do anything like that. Little fred calls his pals over, look what I got as they all get closer, whoa, whoa, she’s just like Cindy’s mom replies small martin, is that what she looks like without her clothes on. Seven and eight they aint sure what it is, those pretty girlie picture, it’s like swilling granddads booze, it does strange things with their heads. Rhianna and Gaga they are such bad role models, look at their antics and the life they are going through, rant of the caring professional journalist, looking for attention and cash, nothing like stirring up the troubled, and those dumb with their cash. Father time quips Obama all the time, makes a point with the deserted classes, funny how it’s all forgotten when the crunch arrives, the votes are in and the party are singing, father time. If a third of internet time is pornographic time, and this includes humungous amounts of young children and teens, ignoring those already addicted to that stuff, what is the fate of the young children, that surround these people all the time, all these so mercilessly stuck in that sexual type of routine, where does the lust go is all I am saying, it’s Babylon all over again, is that what it means. No one in the world is willing to admit, the addictive nature of the human deceit, or more importantly, the void in the heart every child is born with. Get on with it I hear you all say, well I saw the cloud and many things greater I can say, and when I say I saw, I have it I don’t need attention like a child, come running in the door with a smile on my face to tell you how I played, imagine the children with no fathers, who have no one to exclaim such joy, your getting away from the point of the exercise, what is going to fill the void, where love was supposed to lay. Handkerchiefs, tears, I didn’t mean it, she’s leaving me, third divorce, three is lucky, next time I’m only in it for sex, love doesn’t matter anyway, with excuses and reasons we put ourselves down, to justify our emotive output the lack of it I mean, so back to my question, what is going to fill the void where love is supposed to lay. Are you busy dear, always, so many damn lobbyists to deal with. George Clooney invited us to his place next weekend. is he sending his jet asks Michelle…we’ll have to use air force one dear replies Mr president…ooooh coo’s Michelle, i love having the secret service around, they even cook. minutes from the white house they sell every drug in the world, children as young as ten, sounds like all they do is …