Peace in Palestine at last, a real possibility, said the two friends…

All over the world, Ahmed, they see it with their own eyes, and worse, they can even identify which building they want to demolish too, they even announce the fact, well says Aaron,his Jewish neighbor, they were trying to be understood, I suppose says Ahmed, who had two uncles in the bombed regions. From the rubble comes the phoenix says Ahmed, looking at Aaron with a bemused expression. What does that mean says Aaron. Ahmed looks at the sky, Dear God he screams, when will they use their wisdom for the right reasons other than for themselves. Aaron used to the outbursts of his dramatic pal, is stuck for words.

Pass me that rock will ya, their previous conversation gone like the proverbial smoke after the fire, Aaron passes a regular sized rock to his pal, who is trying to build a small wall around the wooden house they use for their fun house, the all welcome palace they call it, religion or race doesn’t matter, and no adults too, strange rules for children to come up with. They both appear to have serious misgivings about their parents attitudes, they see them as alien to friend making, and being mere children, it goes against all the rules of life.

A rabbi and an imam are walking together in Jerusalem, they pass the garden where the two friends are building their playhouse in. If only we could be like those children says the imam, you mean like Jesus says the rabbi, the imam looks at his friend in surprise, you are moving inside, that softens my heart, your not thinking an eye for an eye, miracles he sighs.

Their little stone wall, is two blocks high, about twelve inches, but it’s fairly level. The two architects in the making stand back and admire their creation. Meanwhile, the two spiritual teachers are still stopped at the pavement. Aaron turns around, do you see them he says to his school pal of Palestinian origins?, Ahmed throws his head into the air, and says, they are great when the trouble is made, why don’t they work to stop it, whatever. Nice work the two teachers say, then start to walk on.

Later that night, an angel of the lord comes to visit the rabbi. A tall dark body at the end of the bed, a massive frame, towers over the sleeping teacher, and says, I have a dream for you. The same night, the Imam, he gets the same visit too. Eight O’clock the next morning, they both decide to ring each other at the very same tIme, as they lift the reciever, they begin talking instantly to each other. I was just about to ring you, they both speak. The answer to our troubles, eureka the rabbi says, we have been visited by angels.

A week later, a work force of young persons of Palestinian descent and Israeli origin, form a new building group, and march for the occupied territories, tools in hand, to rebuild the demolished sites. In divided communities around the world, the young people pick up on the idea, it’s simple. There is too much baggage inside the older folks, they can’t forgive, so if we rely on them to bring peace, we will be waiting for ever, amen.

News correspondent for CNN, picks up on the feel good story. A new thought process is finding roots all over the earth. Ah, says the TV crowd, look look, the little boy trying to use a pick axe, his little eyes, two round dark spots from years of anxiety. It’s bigger than him says one reporter, but he’s not afraid to try,says another. Politician, famous for lobbying, and twisting the truth, is asked to comment on this new initiative. Another Greta he says, his tone of voice, very condescending. Who will pay for it he says out loud, as if appealing to his own supporters; he is never one to lose an opportunity to promote himself, all extremists do that too remarkably.

Did you not hear, says the CNN reporter, what says the politician, who is too busy, can’t stop looking at his watch. What, Off shore bank accounts, they are being taxed all over the world, the peace dividend, it’s the new Biden initiative. Did you not hear him, he wants to make up for all the illegal acts by the government of the United States, Biden says, we don’t want our youth burdened by the mistakes of the past. The politician snide, remarks, old guy, what does he know, thinks of his mother, poor man.

Meanwhile, the sight of construction workers renovating the neighborhoods that were recently bombed on both sides, has many sighing inside; peace at last in the middle east, amen.



He says it with flowers. Honey, I’m home he shouts rushing in the door. He doesn’t want to linger too long, that will mean, questions. She pokes her head out the kitchen door, had a busy day dear she says, he drops his briefcase on the floor, glances a kiss, more of a lick, as he brushes past her, then heads up the stairs. Roast beef she says, I thought I smelled it at the door, hope you didn’t burn it this time dear, his response. Some writers love to give directions, but really, there is only the two of them, no need to point out, he is talking to her, even if he is having a go at her. Wound her bit by bit, she won’t even notice and like all domestic abuse victims, she will blame herself. Did I not know him, she is good at taking responsibility for her decisions.

He wants a quick shower, back to the office, work is a great excuse, who can blame him for that, well, how do I pay the bills, he has a Rolodex of answers at the ready,cute hoor. I don’t want the sauce to thicken, she stirs it continuously. The table is set for a romantic dessert. She wants to make it up to him, she has put on weight, so he said, she wants to be better.

New set of clothes, hair wet, nice after shave she says, smelling him before she see’s him. I thought we’d have a.. He cuts her off mid sentence. You went to an awful lot of trouble he says. It wasn’t what he said on the first date, she turns around, a smile on her face, the sauce of the right consistency, guey but not stickey, if that’s how you describe it. I’ll make it up to you, what she says. Keys in hand, he is already at the door. Tokyo time darling, you know how it is.

She sits alone at the table. All her effort, wasted, another downer. Maybe I’m depressed she says to herself, well, that’s what her emotional hit man told her. The wine in the cabinet, I need something she says out loud. He sniggers to himself. He is listening to her on his phone, spyware, so easy to undermine anyone.

Solomon sighed, what strange times. The good will always be good, those that are evil will always be evil, and it will be like this until the great change, hang on, amen. it’s happening, the change, a galactic sigh of relief. When your emotional, your easily fished, amen.

It’s Impossible….

Where does your light come from, how were miracles made happen, why do you pray, why are we here, the questions we ask, the days of old, young minds no baggage, the days continue, the accumulation of experiences, the collection of opinions, the rules you set for yourself,  the breakdown of society, the retreat, how is it happening, where have our leaders gone, where is the voice of calm, is it everyone for himself.

Solomon was listening to the vibrations, the shock waves, news, more news, the revelations, the feeling in many hearts, nothing like this has happened before, how is it possible, it can’t be real. Then he imagined the days of Jesus, the first time around, when concerned persons, the local authorities of the times, the Jewish leaders, called to see his mother and family, and wondered, “He has lost his mind, he is possessed by demons, he needs help, will you go and see him!”

So there you have Jesus in a room, with some friends, and those seeking healing and consolation, listening to what he has to say, a sense of wonder on their faces, in awe at the prospect, this is real. A pharisee comes in, your mother and family are outside, they need to talk to you. Then Jesus turns to those in the room, and explains to them, who is your Family.

It’s not easy following in the ways of the “Holy Spirit”, when the world around you is devoted to power and the material. There are many who will try to talk you out of your faith. In these times of much confusion and fear, its easy to retreat to the safety of numbers, in among-st the crowd, where you wont stand out. Hold to your faith, trust in God, was the message given all those years ago, the same applies today. The Demons have no power when it comes to the Power of the Holy Spirit. Let it flow, amen, let love escape from inside you. Jesus performed miracles in order to give confidence to those who had any doubts, amen. God lives inside you, don’t have any fears about it.

Branding God

No idols, it’s all over the ancient scriptures, It’s in Islam, It’s in the Bible, it’s in the old testament, it’s in the Torah, no brands please, and these brands as we call them, are often the sources of discontent among the peoples of the world. Solomon sighed, why don’t they make it easy on themselves. Why give demons the edge over their faith. An idol can be torn down, framing is easy, it’s a daily experience, read about it.

The signs were clear, 2020 vision was required. Solomon encountered those who often took credit for the words of others, then twisted the true meaning on words, to divide nations and peoples, it was time to put an end to the misery this caused.

As for the way women have been denigrated, what is the statistic, who wants to know, well, if over 50% of web use is all about different sexual styles and interests, wasn’t it time, that all that adult stuff was put on a separate web, out of reach of ordinary minds. We are after all a world of differing interests.

Too much anger, too easy to rise the ire of many, too easy. In the temple, Solomon listened to the wise words of the preacher, God is Spirit he said, it wasn’t complicated. In the audience many souls, young and old, if only they stopped referring to a religion, and instead, referred to the People of God instead, the impact on sensitive minds, and the reduction of tension, between the different world religions, amen.

Jesus and Us

Dreams, it’s spoken about in the old scriptures, The Prophet is sent a dream, it’s a call for action, or a new awareness, it can be anything, it can even be an attempt to send you some place, in a nutshell, how does God communicate with us. You’d suppose, that to have communion with God, to be in communication that is, it’s assumed you are listening to what is going on around you, and if you claim, to be a believer, which is getting more telling by the day, given the changes the world is going through, it’s assumed, that as a Believer, you listen and try to apply the Teachings of Jesus to your life. Your not perfect, so don’t get lost in the mindset of those, who churn out words, of purity and all that, as only God is perfect, the rest of us, are die hard students, so loose the attitude, you start every day, the same way a bird flies from the nest, you do it every day.

Most important of all, as said all those years ago, there is no task more important, than that, which raises the Spirit. Why would Jesus say this, there has to be a great reason. Knowing our human nature, Jesus knew how easily we were impressed by those of wealth and reputation we look up to; Jesus saw it when He walked the roads of the Holy Land, how impressed we were with wealth. It’s written Jesus was tempted with everything you could imagine, but that was simply the material. The Spirit which comes from above and the Spirit that comes from below, are two very different Spirits. As time has shown, our desire for the Spirit below, has lead us, and the entire planet to a very dangerous space.