A Singing President- Jazz it Up

As soon as possible, compassion in the seat of power, a voice that listens, not a market leader, not a finance chief,  neither a fool nor a womanizer, a refreshing voice, that has a cool rhythm, someone you could listen to, and has faith in the Heavens. As Leonard Cohen says, there is a huge thirst for a spiritual renewal, well, in a nutshell, core values, that put the vulnerable first, is not blind to the needs of others, and unites the voices, what a refreshing hope, go for it dude.

Solomon sighed, the cloud picture was nearly seven years old, it’s real, the answer to a prayer, apart from the circular cloud, and so much more. There are no doubts, without loving Spirit we are going nowhere, said and done.

Dante’s Comedy Divine, 2020

Angels are all around us, they watch us when we stand before the mirror, don’t be paranoid, you will encounter them in time and they have seen it all, how you pose, the twists before the mirror, how you grab the fat around your waste, the dirt in your ears, what you do with the garbage, what you really think of your friends, your likes dislikes, it’s not a secret, that’s in your mind, and the Spirit can access that when it wants, relax, you didn’t drop a bomb on any one or invade a country for wealth reasons, the example of Saul of the road to Damascus is there to encourage you, and those beams of light, it’s not that much of a mystery, relax, but I would recommend giving up the porn habits though, they can become you. So the angels are on the look out, children see this every day, don’t be alarmed, you are addicted to this world, most people are, like Madonna says, it’s a very material world, don’t panic, just imagine the view they have of the average life, if this interests you, read on, imagine the invisible audience, have a worlds view of what’s going on, and don’t worry when your on the loo, we all have to do that stuff, just wash your hands when your finished.

Inside the apartment, pretend you’re watching a movie, and if after the movie you have issues, get down on your knees and ask for help, you will be surprised how fast it will arrive. Once your heart starts working again, as intended, things happen that will surprise you. Whatever you do, don’t smirk too much.

No time to waste, I’m getting fat, watching TV

and all of that.

Bored, unable to handle reality, need a time out, TV, sit there like a zombie, and eat it all up, and plan to do the same tomorrow.

A sorbet for dessert sounds yummy, A chunk of rich fat for my tummy. Yums, a knock at the door, God it’s you, what did you call for.

And so the Story goes, I ask her in, she’s humble and polite.

TV Dinner I see, she says with delight. One click of her

Hand, the TV explodes. I gasp and wonder, what the hell

Is going on, half the world is starving while the other

Half wonders what they’d like to cook

(the image, what will the elders do about that, excuses)

So you might wonder, whoever is reading this, what the hell is going

On. Let me explain…

I’ve wondered the world over, for that one kind heart, that one person, who might help stop this crap. Children are exhausted, women feel like meat, men behave like second hand car salesmen, my girl won’t do that.

Writer, revolution, change merchant, defender of truth, I’ve come Across the worst and the best in less than a week. So while all of us hurry to our next important date, don’t forget the important details and the most important of fates, a face to face with the creator of the earth. I know this to be true; he walks the earth each day. Most of us are too busy to notice like. Will you put some diesel in the tank champ, I’m from limerick boy!!

None of us are going to change the world, but together we must try.

And as the blessings flow in places, don’t worry about vocation, life is one, from the start you have choices. If exploiting is how you see it, I’m sure now you are having panic attacks of sorts, well, what if, maybe, yes, it’s real, amen.

He rolls into the office, the headlines are on the desk, Mary brings his coffee in, anything else boss she says, he nods, a cursory roll of the hand, be off it says while I have a read through this. The lawyer took care of that, and they hired investigators too, totally clean he assumes, there were a few. it is still unsettling, even if it hasn’t reached his office yet, meanwhile, down at the parish office, they are discussing child welfare issues, raise your hands, in the house of whom, and in the name of whom, stuff that does not need answers, imagine it, a world created that had a bias towards men, and the problems it brought, same as giving an Austrian corporal a mega phone, when the nation was suffering, suffering for what, wasn’t it the industrial behemoths that ended the war, not the soldiers themselves, winner the spoils, only gave rise to serious resentment, and opportunity to extremists, the others worn out after such a struggle with fate. Human ingenuity, no prizes for guessing, just add in the unseen made real, no books either, no platitudes, heard them all, of course I know, you support Spirit, you never stop reminding everyone, be glad, someone listens.

The jet encounters engine trouble, a few stomach churning moments, calm again, you wonder if it’s a warning, do you believe in serendipity, those lies you convinced yourself with, don’t have the same hold anymore, hasn’t caught everyone, not the way you hoped.

The new gizmo’s, can’t keep up with them, technology is moving too fast, the brain is not wired for this speed of thought, the income has to flow, otherwise no expansion plans, probably worried to hire, you remember your own ambitions, they will get rid of you, when the time comes, but being experienced, you plan an exit that looks good on paper.

Who will distract you next, the use of chemicals is ongoing, how long will they continue to be affective, they will figure out another, give her a call, that takes care of the afternoon, the days pass, the new recruit has a handle on it, one of those, yes boss types. No imagination, follows orders, he will be the go to man, you just give him instructions, as if you’re a retiring boss, haven’t seen the wife for awhile, how patient she is now, before she was a nuisance, imagine putting your children before success, unthinkable. The conscience begins to unfurl.

The Residue

Leftovers on the table, he eyes the last two roast potatoes, if they are all ignoring it, that means none of them wants it, they taste great, he scans the plates on either side, all he can see is the conversations going on, the lick of gravy on the side of the mouth, clean it will you, it’s sticking out, across the table, a fork in the air, moving left and right, almost with the skill of an orchestral director, still he has his eyes on the prize, those last two golden crisp potatoes. Will I be brave and reach out.

What are you waiting for William she says, catching his eye, he dips his head, a smile on his face, he slowly reaches in, got you he thinks, he has one of the potatoes on the big spoon, he is moving it carefully to his docking station, his plate. No one said a thing, will he be brave enough to take the other, go for it he tells himself. Eight years old, it’s awhile before you learn about the etiquette of eating in a group. She gives him a re assuring nod, the second potato is on the spoon. You are not eating both of them another diner calls out, as he drops it onto the messiest part of the plate, where old flecks of gravy and a white sauce have mixed into a brown mulch, he does it deliberately, no one will ask for the potato back now, too late, all that residue.

Solomon sighed, we learn hopefully, we lean on the past, we see how nationalism becomes a movement of hatred, the wars across the world, home led, the same causes, repeated again and again, too much power in the same closet, time to get angry, time to get rich, we will sort them boy. The world had enough of all that argument, it was well past it’s sell by date, same as those religions, who intentionally miss quoted the old words, in order to divide opinion, and what was their residue; the incitement of hatred.

Surely they believe in God he hoped, and as such, put their efforts into rising spirits, rather than renovating old organisations.

Out of Help Out of Friends, Help…

She sits listless at the table, an array of medications before her, there are multiple tablets to take, blood pressure to worry, she has the whole damn thing covered, so her doctor said, this will get you through everything, she accepted his advice. Four years later she rues that day, she did what she was told, now she is isolated from her family, and she needs the medicine, more and more, she has a decision to make, she makes it everyday, she could take them all and end it, it’s right before her eyes, all that medication. She is not stupid, just a little unwell, the reason she went to the doc in the first place. She never realized it was all so addictive; what if, she turns her mind to the past.

Solomon was listening the the words of a friend, how perception is so influential his friend said. He could not agree more. When the world became individualized, how everything was itemized, how it only suited those in strict routines with narrow boundaries; the perfect recipe for human obliteration; the machine says this, here is how your supposed to think.

Jane is at the table, she counts the tablets, only seven. A glass of water, she will pop them, them fall into a tiredness, that will force her to sleep. Out of the way, out of trouble, no one will worry about her and her family will lose interest in her.

Solomon sighed; he hoped those who stole the resources of the people realized the harvest they had created, how is dripped down, leaving many without the necessary. he had seen the cloud, and much more, and there were some serious changes going on, that responded to real Love, what’s that you ask, Solomon wasn’t surprised by the question, you don’t hear people talk about it, but being Saint valentines week, they might yet understand.

Steal from the Holy Spirit, oh what a cost?

 

 

 

 

Make Time For me

She sits at the table, the kitchen is one of those designer types, every gadget you can imagine, she nurses the glass of wine, she frowns, how he used to have all the time in the world for me, now she is lucky if he is home before ten, what an existence, waiting. Is this what they base success on, setting aside all those habits that brought you together for a dream somewhere else, we used to be so happy. How many make time for true love to grow, busy work habits, eating on the go, hurry, turning the head, did you see that, always in a hurry and making promises that you will never keep. It must be so much worse for a small child, wondering if they will see their father at all, the human well that has to fill, the start of love. Solomon sighed, he had a powerful dream, three men and a child, a boy that was healed, they came a long way, their faith was real, the prayer was answered, it wasn’t mere words.

In the busy world, the rush, it’s the same as faith, it gets pressurized, it begins to crack. He was reflecting on the past, a long time past, well, thirty years is a life time for some, but the stress that began to happen as life began to explode in all directions, the need to multitask, trying to cover up for families that were dividing, the population explosion, the need for small single parent homes, a conundrum, and the inevitable pressure on time for Spiritual growth, guru’s taking over the class room, the Teaching of Jesus, ignored, weather patterns that were verging on the hysterical, it was rush, and in the end, it was as if the world forgot where it came from.

You have to go back sometimes to see where you went wrong. It was written 2,000 years ago, God lives inside you, same as having part of your life dedicated to an interest, that is eternal, the guide that gives you the nod, whether it is real or good, and as the bad decisions pile up, the space becomes unimportant, the excuses that you use and start building, the affirmation as the news is bad, as if it was part of your decision making process, another reason to thrash what you once believed, like angry lovers who want to make excuses to dislike themselves further.

Crisis In Numbers

Not enough votes to unite us, and too many votes that divide us. Numbers, the way we weigh things up, you don’t have enough numbers, you can’t get that, we wont get elected, you can’t afford that, numbers, little wonder there is a book of numbers in the ancient scriptures. The more you have in numbers, the safer you appear. The so called wisdom, and in our rush to get the numbers right, we ignored the other numbers, that apply to the health of the planet.

Crisis in numbers, not enough men and women to fill the roles and preach. Church in crisis, the numbers, how can it last. Crisis in Spirit, how do you increase it, the power to change the entire.

Children will shame you, and if you are intending getting into the higher love, a child you must be, a young person, not necessarily, it’s an appreciation you are supposed to show for the world and it’s creator, The Great God Most High. You are all children of a higher love, none of us are the boss. When the numbers reach the tipping point, the changes begin to take place, and we reach the critical level, so it seems.

Crisis in numbers, so much of the world already extinct, a number worth worrying about.

Whats the Hurry

Your average five year old is searching the web, something interesting to get excited about, what’s the rush, he is safe isn’t he, he is only filling his head with all sorts of stuff. Didn’t Hitler do that as well, fill the heads of the anxious and vulnerable, and the mess, fifty million dead, not such a good idea allowing them to fill your child’s head so easily. The tan is beginning to fade, wish the weather would heat up, want some of those rays, I am going on my holidays, don’t mention the arctic, that’s been happening for years, I am going to have my drug, I don’t complain when you play golf all afternoon, easy on the wine dear, his eyes turn to heaven, she will be a pure devil within an hour, what’s the hurry you ask. The rich guy in the corner is laughing, what can they do about it, he thinks it’s the case of the strong over the weak, give into it. In three hours you can pick up a child in some cities, what’s the rush. With money you can buy them all, look across the water, living in cuckoo land, the children in senior positions of power, when it happened in North Korea, Parts of Africa, we all called it, dictatorship, well, in a world controlled by paper, those who print it, set the rules, what’s the hurry.

As Ezra said, as in the time of Lot, Moses, Noah, and all the great prophets, they partied to the limit and then shrieked in terror, when they realized it was over, what’s the hurry. Solomon saw the signs, from ancient times, in real time, Spirit, Cloud, the trumpet, living on a knife edge including the global environment, what about the social environments, those things, what do you call them, children, yeah, the great leaders of the future, no doubts what they are getting addicted to, too. look, if we are all doing it, it’s called normal, what’s the hurry, Cindy will do it all night, wait, what’s the hurry?

Solomon sighed. The night he encountered the “Pure Spirit”, and how it changed every day since. Gifts we have, for the well being of all, as it was in the beginning, so it will be at the end. Words sighed Solomon, the beginning and the end of everything, how we use them.

Pablo Escobar

Billions spent on the search, minds applied, technology deployed, resources unlimited, congress approved, when they are interested, there is no shortage of effort, wish the same effort was applied to social needs, they probably just forgot, meanwhile, many years after his death, record levels of drug use across the planet, more and more getting addicted to the gadget by the day, children under more stress than ever, the environment quaking at the seems, sounds as if they spent too much time on Pablo, the cheers that went up in some places the day he died, hardly a breath today, a case of bad management, would you not say. Being poor, it is a struggle, as those in the comfy seats never move aside, while those with the wealth, only want more.

Meanwhile, the technology gained from the death camp experiments in Germany during the great war, used to create the nuclear device, the means of our quick disposal, in the hands of some unsteady men, Pablo understood them better than most. Before the critic in you responds, I don’t advocate drug use, it’s all over the place as we write, it’s just a case of stating what is correct, happy new year, amen.

 

Young Woman

Young woman smile, authority in her eyes, head turned slightly, she means business, well, to be precise, she is there for good reason, she expects to meet the Spirit, and when she does, her healing will begin, she is excited. Her Mother assists her, a little cautious herself, she has been to many healers, and has seen the disappointment in her daughters eyes, how could she not have doubts.

D

Did Jesus say, get up, and they simply got up, it wasn’t too difficult, once you have faith. Is my hair all right, it’s the first thing they notice, it’s always a man, the hair, to the side or long fringe, ma, does it look all right. The car is loaded, she moves with assistance, they reach the destination. Sure enough, they meet the Spirit, there is an exchange of feelings, well being, inside she begins to feel warm, something inside her has woken up.

Your man won’t last, you better get there soon, he listens to the recommendation, the old man is moving on, so they say. Solomon sighed, the candle and the oil brigade, it helps. Every time there is doubt, remember he says, the Spirit, flying about, the great events thereafter, have no doubts. Solomon read the old stories; where faith was strong, The Spirit worked easy, in a modern world, where the material was king in so many lives, he wondered, if they could put aside their preferences for awhile, and have a bit of faith.

Her eyes widen, he nods, he asks for help, the sun appears, and healing begins.

New Year Wishes

“The list, is that the new years eve moment, when we all want it good, a little typsy, reaching out, hugging strangers, getting messy and having no memory of it in the morning,”

S

he is asking the old prophet, they are having a coffee, she is young and ideal, is going to change the world, she dances to pay for tuition, has a strong energy, and the old prophet knows it. If he was a younger man, his interest might be in the lower regions, but he has learned too, has seen many lost moments, he wants to use his mistakes to guide her, he has had many new year moments that never lasted.

More coffee he says, the waitress is passing by. Did he leer at her, she is anxious of the world, there is too much talk of all that is upsetting in the media, everyone is catching it, old men and young girls, she soon forgets, the coffee arrives.

“there are so many causes and so many directions to go in, some are deliberately misleading, that’s for you to decide, as in old times, people were led astray, and the needs of families and their lives even, made them follow unstable leaders, but we have the wisdom of those times, even in times of great distress, it might seem an awful thing, but it’s often a listening and learning time, it happens to stop you in your tracks,”

She nods, is a little confused, what is he trying to say…

“in a nutshell, rise the well being of loving Spirit, that makes it easier on everyone good, and those trying to find the light, once you practice it awhile, wisdom will come to you, and when she does, stay in the zone!”

They part company, she is young, will ponder on it, his words, till they meet the coming week.