Bullying

Spying behavior, the seeds of discontent, the worry at the changes, was it ever that different, Solomon was recalling the times of old, the mind set hadn’t changed, many were still addicted to control, some call it freedom, some call

it destiny, some called the tactics clever, Solomon called them cheap.

Down through the ages, it hadn’t changed at all, the innuendo, the threat to the followers, the anxiety and the hold. In the Networks there was anxiety, in the investors world, paranoia, things weren’t reacting as they used to, as if that was good for you. Picture it, the folksy chat, the painted gardens, the smiles and the comrades, the sense of getting close to the goal, soon we will have absolute control, then Imagine, the arrival of Great Spirit, Jesus, the movie when the outsider arrives, and how plans are thrown into the dust heap, while all the time the bullying continues.

Move to the modern times, the headlines, the over reaction of TV pundits, willing their supporters on.

It was one of those days, the sensibilities are interfered with, as if you are supposed to get used to it. Solomon sighed, the words of old on his lips,

“like children you must be when you approach the Father”

Those who covet control, want you beaten, tired, worn Spiritless, unless it’s them you support. He saw the spirit rise, he saw the strut constrict, Spirit means God, amen, and there was nothing anyone could do about that. You just know, it’s inside you, changes the thinking, and that’s for sure.

Foundation Building

The wine farmer, nods, he is explaining the terroir, the land, and what it means to the wine maker. He has a glass bottle in his hands; in it, four types of soil, the difference, is there a difference wonders the small audience. Sandy and pebbly, heavy and smooth, the four types of soil, are all part of the land. The best grapes grow in the light brown and pebble dash soil, more breathing and better drainage he says, pointing to the far corner of the field; there is more sun too she smiles, one of the visitors says, sure.

They buy a few sample bottles; On the drive back to their lodgings, they discuss the enthusiasm of the farmer, how precise he was, how important the foundation is, and the power of the sun, to turn grapes into vintage wine, one of them is a teacher, she has a thought, her friends notice, “Lucy, what are you not sharing!”

Who wants to be serious on holiday, few. She wants to hold the thought. She imagines her children, her school children, as bottles of wine. Would it not be great to give them a foundation, rather than, toys that occupy their minds. She is high school, knows the problems facing families. How the mobile has replaced the parent almost, it’s not a popular thought, few will agree, but she is a teacher, and foundations are her core, just like the french wine maker, common sense to make those foundations secure.

Celebrity Mothers

The manicurist is extra careful, the last time she missed a nail, Miss Celeb let out a scream that could be heard on the east coast, well, imagine it, okay, it could have been the east coast of Russia, Japan, whatever, the naff terms we dish out. There is a photographer waiting for her outside, well, it’s her daughters first official snap shot. She doesn’t

wants the child to be overwhelmed, imagine, a hundred photographers rushing to take your image, what, that stuff in the past was reserved for war criminals usually, things have changed, and fear of people has fallen among the celebrity set since they can afford security, there is always the paycheck. Why would she want it any other way, it’s cash, plain and simple.

Solomon wondered, was it the role of children to protect their parents or was it the other way around. He thought about it, when they are strong and firm of mind, they tell you what to do, when your weak, they tell you what to do. It almost sounded like the law of the jungle. It still was hard to get a grip on; putting your children into the limelight with so many unsound people around. Blame the agent i suppose.

Our World

One parent, a working mother, a father that rarely visits, who loves you baby, the lament of many young hearts, am i not good enough, might as well try the internet, least i’ll find some friends there. He scrolls the page, clicks and flicks, millions are doing it daily, probably more, self serving celebrity, pours out the drama, hey, i have another follower, the positive you know, the kid doesn’t know.  The dark mind, reads the heads, has a little help from the demon, knows how the spirit works, lead them on, push them over the cliff, got you. A game they called it,  Solomon was reading the text line on the TV, the online bullying saga was getting more press, it wasn’t a recent issue, been going on for years, at least it was the news, did they forget the obvious, society needs to readjust, to set new guidelines, children need parents not child minders amen.

Years before he listened to criticism of the closed society, and how it wanted to limit the free for all access to the online world, and how the so called society in question and all its’ past issues were suddenly highlighted again, in order to kill thought on the subject, access to the online world. A little organisation could fix this he sighed, if they could send space ships and land them on the moon, what was the problem with a little cyber patrol, just saying. So many children lacked the full support so many took for granted today, our world had changed, amen. A

positive imagination got positive results.

NO Foundations

Am I a visitor here looking for way home,  everywhere I look, ego and fantasy, the meaning of Babylon I suppose, this is no lament, purely an honest observation, hard drugs available everywhere, large numbers depressed, love even harder to find. I was visited by holy spirit, really, discovered wisdom, and the growing threat of demons, where everyone seeks excuses, someone to blame, other than themselves. Love as Leonard Cohen says is all that will survive us. What has to happen is a new outlook, respect for love not the abuse it.

Solomon was saying it straight, if more and more become lost, all those marvellous ego’s will be worth nought. And I haven’t mentioned Donald trump once.

Division

It’s a market out there, believe in me, we are the way, posters and preachers, hold the faith, we can deliver, we have the questions, we know what were about, we have the way, we are powerful, we control resources, we are in control, we corrupt whoever, we do what we like, we are powerful, what a way to run a religion. If an affirmation was needed, it was readily supplied, the threat and the casual response. Solomon was asking God Most High. His eyes could see, and his ears could hear, and what he witnessed, wasn’t what God Most High would have expected. Many miracles had occurred, and events pointed towards a new order, The Rule of Heaven, amen. Who would complain about that, only those who thought that might and control worked hand in hand.

Let me represent you!

Votes, opinion polls, the ratings, first job is getting elected, how, does it matter, women, well, they vote too, unfortunately, gosh why did we give them the vote, another male mistake, imagine, women having a vote, should have burned more of them at the stake, where’s Joan, ideas, what, a woman with ideas, next they will want to be president, gosh, and after that they’ll want to change everything, bad enough the idea of women priests, what next, educated women, they should be home minding the nest, well, the world hasn’t changed has it, or, if, but, if only i kept my big mouth shut. Did you see her, wow, she gives me a thrill, nice way of saying it, okay, call them coons, call them names, so long as no one hears you, it’s okay, after all, what sort of character do you need to be president. None if precedent is the answer, well, that’s a bit rough, yeah she likes it rough, i wonder if she’ll give me a dance, she will if you pay her enough, you buy them cheap in Thailand and they stay all night, really, i suppose you can. It was called metanoia, i wonder if they understood what it meant, transformation.

Solomon was reading the news, and was as entertained as anyone else, the lewd comments of The Donald, not far from the alpha male response to everything, bigger, stronger, macho, richer, and wondered if this was the transformation needed to change the world, well, it was said all those years ago, a change was coming, and is this the great change, the same way Barack Obama was a game changer for the colored

community, perhaps Hillary Clinton is the game changer for the female community, the step process, seems so. If the world needed wisdom, it needed it now more than ever, and if change is needed, then Donald did some good, he poured the male attitude into the public arena, and how many women must have cheered. However, let’s not be hypocritical, these last twenty years there have been many lives destroyed by the absence of leadership everywhere, and those that represented the people, well, they let down many children, as they turned their eyes away from the total sexualisation of children, and the damage that was done to the Spirit inside, only money matters conceded many, and who could blame them, as this was the example they had to deal with, apart from an unnatural interest in all things sexual, well, who cares what size your ass is, unless you want others to look at it!

let me represent you, well, the good news, the greatest of news, those who desire to lead, have the heavenly eyes on them, well, Solomon encountered the Holy Spirit, and that meant one thing, divine awareness of everything, something worth thinking about, if you intend to represent others, amen.