How Much More

The book is on her lap, the bed side lamp is lit, it rests at an angle, she wants to read before she sleeps, but doesn’t want to go blind, the new light bulbs overly bright, too sharp for the eyes. It’s getting to the interesting part, it’s a detective novel, they are about to unmask the killer, then the bell rings, she checks her alarm clock, after one in the morning, Cindy her daughter is staying over with friends, who could it possibly be. Her heart thumps, the dreaded feeling, the blue neon flashes outside, the police, something must be wrong.

She passes a picture of her only daughter, please God, don’t let it be her. Her throat constricts, the tightening of the chest, she struggles down the stairs. She lost her Husband to a sudden heart attack the year before, has only got over it. The door opens, the first face she recognizes, her daughter, a big smile on her face, a little bleary eyed.

“Ma, I’d like to introduce you to my new boyfriend, he drove me home, I hope we didn’t upset you!”

“Scamp!”

Death is not the end in any case, and those who think the worst better be aware. If you can’t forgive, you pass on hatred, it’s as simple as that.

Solomon was in the bar, coffee and a bite, he is joined by the seekers, they have heard the news, something is going on, and it can’t be explained away, the same way they hide the truth under the carpet, it’s real. He encountered the doubters many times, and as in days gone bye, they all want proof, somethings never change, amen.

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Solomon’s Solution

Greek Irish French German Arabic, color status, rich poor, did it matter, each group each division each one, an obstacle, Solomon was trying to explain the world war two syndrome, never forget never forget never forget, the attitude that strangled the worlds,

never let anyone forget attitude, that gave birth to evil, the inconvenient truth, as voices of the past repeated themselves. Victimization had been turned into martyrdom,  a global industry.

he was remarking on the way, different religions tried to grab control, same way a global corporation did today. If only the crusaders of old, the early christian church crusaders, hadn’t been so pharisee minded, in their efforts to impose religious control.

How the visions of the prophet Muhammad had been misunderstood and deemed a threat to the early Church. if one examines it closely, did it not make sense, the future as described, and the efforts made to hold back the tide.

and even more sadly, the Role of Jesus, and how his teaching was the bed rock of everything, as all love started with a forgiving heart to begin with. The christian church didn’t do anyone any favorsIMG_5757 when they used the Image of the Son, to encourage bitter war and hatred, imagine, using the symbol of love and forgiveness to wage war, just saying.

the world was in turmoil, and only a united front could possibly change it, amen.