Without God…The Consequences…

So many arguments, religion has caused this harm, people actually in positions of power, have caused the harm, the question you need to ask, what is life if it depends on the efforts of human thought alone, what are the consequences, why the backlash all the time, why do they drum up the old issues, why are so many set on revenge. why do so may get upset so easily, why do so many stir the shit, a six year old could answer that. Why do we need God is not the question, the consequences of No God, should be the issue.

Russia, the revolution, the gulags, the death of ideas, the enforcement of a system, trying to regulate the human existence, the aftermath, failure. God allows the unknown factor, the bit that can’t be manipulated, into the equation, the soul who wants to speak up about injustice, the voice that won’t be silenced, as others pick up the trail. Having encountered “Great Spirit”, a powerful energy, that works on the love theme, I have seen the impossible, and as many will testify, I have encountered an army of helpers, those who arrive just at the moment, out of the blue. And it just continues to happen.

Without that “God Spirit”, who would you rely upon; systems that are created to maintain the system, that fight change, and only adjust when the crisis has arrived, never before it. No one can doubt the huge change going on globally. If you read the old prophecies, in particular the writings of Ezra/Esdras, it will enlighten you. And if your in doubt today, and it’s all getting too much for you, as it does in these uncertain times, give a thought to the gift your life is, not the entitlements that you perceive, and you will hear a voice inside you, that will tell you, how remarkable life truly is. You just have to believe.

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Memories can be great friends, they can linger in your heart, when your having a tough day, you just go into the zone, recall the smile, the laughter, the funny things that made you laugh, and the tenderness it awoke in you, what you learned, the quirky stuff, that takes you out of the moment, the movie you watched that you still remember, good stuff, it’s amazing how in all that you do, the good stuff rises to the top, I guess, that’s why the memory can recall it, as if it was yesterday, the joy you encountered, while you shared the moment.

Good memories, remind you of the words of Jesus, they just never leave you. Amen.  They remind you of the power of love, and what is real and what isn’t. Those that clung to you when they had something to gain, you never see them when your in need. The difference between the good and mediocre, fairly obvious.

In Too Deep

The Emperor is behind the golden gates, the followers come to his door, with a special knock they are admitted, rich and very rich every single one. The child’s story of old, he is naked, he doesn’t have a clue, what are you doing it for, did you not see the signs from above. Move, 2,000 odd years later, the President, yes, Donald and his collection, a bag of mixed messages, everyone telling him how great he is, the cheeky smirks, the odd friends, well, when your in the Klan, well, when you believe in, when your in too deep, it’s hard to back out.

Billionaire understands how the ordinary man feels, touching, understands they are pissed off, understands how to get under their skin, meets those who use the ordinary man, his complaints and anxieties, can achieve real popularity, the more he upsets them, and they have real true blue family virtues, You understand us sir, the ego smiles, nice looking daughter over there, word gets around, he is one of our own. Extreme religious get in on the act, they can pinpoint the trouble spots, where can you upset them, Sir, they will be eating out of your hand.

Meanwhile, back at the Golden Gates, they crowd around, attention, what is going to happen next, there is big bucks in knowing that stuff, unhinging an economy can be a downward spiral for its’ currency, opportunity, the greed factor, this is business at the nuclear level, never had to word hard, easier that shooting bears in a barrel. In too deep, the same with the abuse of the Internet, when it reaches children, it’s a step too far.

Solomon sighed, then he smiled, well, it works. Turn them into babbling fools and let the world see them for what they are, exploiters of people, amen.

Turkish Delight

Behind the gilded doors, the high fives, another currency in trouble, the analysts get it right, there is a weakness, all they need is the guide, the lawmaker or the judge, pronounces, the verdict in, the fund managers scream shouts of Joy, another fortune for those in the background, and their friends. High tariff’s the nail in the coffin of the T

Turkish economy, the economy is not going to escape it, a safe bet. The futures they bought have doubled in value overnight, and more to come, as the men behind the scenes, work out the details in other markets, all done under the proud name of the Eagle. Meanwhile, the white extremists smile, they assume this is their policy come through, too stupid to realize they are just tools, in the money making scheme.

Leaders with no empathy, those with no emotional connections, surrounded by liked minded, those who envy the position of the other, together linked, the game, making life hell for some, while making fortunes for themselves. Solomon wondered, why it was allowed to go on, all those trades were ear marked, on the accounts of banks, just another way to distribute wealth, cleanly, create a crisis and plunder. In a time when Spirit was in short supply, it was blind of them to behave this way. Together, was a word few ever understood, unless it was to do with selfish endeavour. Meanwhile, the extreme minds, play the games, winding up their supporters, reminding them of new victories, appealing to them, divide and move up. It’s a pity they never think as such, when it comes to the stuff in your face, the news of divine intervention, it had to mean something. Solomon thought hard, the old days, the warnings, even on the last days, they would refuse to believe, so it seems.

Our First Date.. OFD for short, put it into your smart phone quick!

The expression on her face was unnatural, he didn’t think it looked human, well, that was no surprise, they met on the dating app, fix me now, he hadn’t seen one of those for awhile, what planet are you from he asked, her lips were on her eyebrows, her jaws wider than her head, was she a serpent or a giant whatever, he could not make it out, but she sure enjoyed herself, however, he wasn’t going to call that number again. Then what was normal, normal, how could anyone change so fast in the space of a few seconds, then he recalled the magic of child birth, odd comparison, but there was no closer example.

The cocaine is on toilet top, the other executives hear the noise, any for me they ask, you have your own he shouts. What are we going to do with the bitch, they refer to the boss, what a dose of bad luck, a woman in charge, they had to pretend for so long, with the guys in charge, there was no limits at all.

What a drama, you could buy powder anywhere, but honest to good home grown, no where to be found, who were they fooling, amen. Jimmy buys the quarter, at twelve he is the oldest, the others will share the head wrecking stuff, well, when  they saw what the adults were doing on line, they could hardly believe it, and if that was considered normal, a little weed couldn’t do all that harm, well, they were not trying out the stuff they were seeing, every second page, the same stuff, how big, how long, how often, the bang, very Un Jesus like, well, the teacher never mentioned that stuff in the olden times, maybe it’s a reference to Pompeii or something.

The contradictory messages, pull the big weeds, remove the demons, remind them, he looked out the window, the sun was doing what it always did, he just had to write it. He didn’t get annoyed, just a little fired up, the fish were jumping, the human atmosphere chaotic, a lot of movement, time to catch a few nice ones, well, they say it’s the best time to fish, and Solomon was not going to miss the opportunity, amen.

 

We can’t allow that stuff online, self harming, the other guys laughs, he was watching some serious bondage stuff the night before, if self harm had any meaning, then bondage must be the cherry on top, imagine, paying to get beat. Violence is a turn on, for far too many it seems. The geek with the smile and executive Jet, explains, well, if you have the money you can buy it, and no one gets hurt he emphasizes, goes on to explain he has a doctor and entire medical team in the room next door, in case it goes too far, and this is the human world….

Jesus flailing a whip, what did they think of this stuff, Solomon

encountered angels, servants of God, saw them in shapes, the Spirit itself, the picture from above, and so many other experiences, all said the same thing, reform, well, it was reforming, first you have the news, the outing of the characters, and then the better understanding begins to occur, just don’t loose the plot, he could hear the sigh of relief, how else do you get heard these days!.

Don’t Fool Me!

Sean, that green water is safe to drink, it’s only sludge, they are even making it into health drinks. He looks into the murky green water ,well, if they say it’s safe to drink, I’m sure I can trust them. The stuff you used to question, now you don’t even ask!

 

Righteous indignation, we can’t allow that on TV, the committee meets, they are censoring content, they have to appear to act correctly, appearance matters, a few words the wrong way and your dust in the eyes of the public, unless you are the president of course, and you don’t give a damn, you just want to do the job, move it. The age group this is aimed at, it should be water shed, after nine, well, if they want to see that stuff they can surf it night and day, appearances matter as they say. We must be seen to be correct, can you pass me some of your valium dear, mine are at home.

 The executives are worried, the public are on the prowl, if the wrong hands get their teeth into this, we could all be dust, worse cry’s the crisis management expert, they will be outside your homes, screaming for you, just as they did at the time of Jesus, and you know how that ended.

 

If you want to order an affair, there are a hundred different web sites you can visit any after noon leaf through the brochures, choose the one you want, and cause it’s mutual, it costs nothing, cause they are so addicted to the lower regions, well, if money gives them the buzz, the crotch is the natural celebration area, it goes hand in hand. What ever happened to the smile, the flowers and good company, she answers, you mean during grand dads time!

We are not going to tolerate it, simply not, the men look at each other, another one of her rants, why doesn’t she get herself a girlfriend, at least she won’t have to worry about pregnancy. The female executive chief is serious, the recent news is worrisome, it goes against her religious beliefs, how was it allowed happen. Meanwhile in Jerusalem, they are at it again, banning the others, creating the caste, casting out the gentiles, as if this is something positive, well, to the politically correct it is great news, manna almost. Across the so called border, the real Light is gathering, the Heavenly Father has had enough, this use of anger to raise the hopes of demons is a step too far, he is contemplating actions, where do you start, whatever, those who divide people and create borders based on military strength and fear, need to be reminded, who is in charge, Love is, and love is neighbourly, according to the words of Jesus.

Don’t be fooled, don’t let others push your buttons, think first! Solomon imagined the anger growing in many hearts, the hopes dashed as the so called net tightened. It was all drama, nothing more, upsetting the flow of Love, were the actions of hate filled men and women, nothing more.

Old Celestine

Demented crazed obscure over exaggerated fantastic lunatic story lines, over dependent self interested totally absorbed suicidal character forms, unrealistic over technofried over sexualized plot styles money orientated wealth directed totally desensitized populations, what a blast that took some energy I tell you!

Children had held bomb controls in their hands wondering what to do with them, adults medicated just smile try a few of them, come to the adult disco you’ll never be short of company, Babylon is a great place nothing to worry about there, just join in and get down and get out of your mind, zealots alarmed afraid to, am I describing the human race or is it a viable description of the Ukraine, hard to work out the truth of any situation with many in denial,  truth the enemy  many examples since the beginning of time, since the birth of Christ and long before, people who spill the beans and the things they go to prison and their death for, all nations on the earth be it Burma Israel Ireland united states of America, England, Scotland, Germany, wherever you look truth was Imagehard won, we even have laws, whistleblower legislation to safe guard those who tell the ordinary public what they ought to know. How mad is this, just reflecting on a story I read last night from a very old manuscript, the last writing of an old man 800 years ago, pope Celestine was his name and he gave us this warning, and I’m just after repeating it in the tale that went before, imagine that, wonder where the inspiration came from for the old man, just a rambler I suppose, amen, old Celestine where do the years go!