Details of a Hanging…

The gory details, stretched from the neck, dislocated from the body, it’s going to be a party. The Children are dressed up, the Sunday Best, three men are going to the gallows, the local football stadium is the scene, TV cameras from around the world, this is Afghanistan, this is Kabul. The BBC correspondent, looks ashen faced, this is going to happen in the next five minutes, one of the condemned is shaking and crying, meanwhile the camera pans the crowd, it’s looking for a isolated little child, it will make the biggest impact, after all, there will be many in the west watching, it’s not time to be reasonable, after all, they are going to hang some living souls, right there before your eyes, we have to defend ourselves.

In Washington, they are debating the first attack of a nuclear kind, the day the world changed, a city obliterated, without hardly a word, over 100,000 dead in seconds, camera switches to Kabul, many have never seen a real hanging, this is the wild west.

Fifty million die during the second world war, the lesson learned, be prepared for war, the war industry thrives, cluster bomb, this bomb that bomb, patriotic or what, so long as they don’t land on us. Meanwhile over Syria, a Mig pilot prepares to press the button, he is given the all clear, there will be collateral damage, but that’s war, whoosh.

Solomon wondered, will they ever say it honestly, just once, amen.


The Closet

It happened to me, it happened to her, the closet, the stuff we hold tight inside us, the fears, the anxieties, the global closet is a large one. In a time of great revelation, with so much changing so quickly, it is hard to keep the closet door closed and locked for ever, despite the efforts of some, to hide the truth from everyone. Solomon read a story of the art works kept hidden in secure specially prepared warehouses, art that would never be seen, only sold. And what was the purpose of it all, more. It also gave him an insight into the hidden treasures of all the main religions, the ancient documents, the testimonies hidden, and the great betrayals, safely tucked away in the guarded closets. In a time of Great revelation and divine interventions, wasn’t it time they made known the secrets they kept hidden, as no one of them could fool the Lord, amen.

The lamb


he shares easily and she knows it, he’s the lamb on the table, he is the meal at the end of the day, whoever provides the resources wins all the accolades, the reaction to the doner as temporary as an umbrella on a rainy day, once the rain is over there will be no use for it, once the money is gone the same reaction will be disappointing again

, the lamb never knows until they have him, and then he is gone. Life is like that sighed Solomon, impatience then assistance then deliverance from what there was, depends where you lie at the moment, are you a farmer or are you just another ram. The expression was a surprise, it wasn’t something unexpected, but the mask fell from the face, he could see clearly behind it, this was not a place for lambs, neither was the city for the new arrival or the refugee.

society was layers of folks, each trying to get to the next level, once the resources were secure, they were no different to those they complained about, it was something human and it was not very humanizing, amen. The face of the deceiver, could be a lamb one moment a demon the next, did everyone change as soon as the situation improved, the only thought more of the new lets forget about where we came from, was that it, amen.


Busy Busy Busy

busy busy busy busy, everyone in busy, busy busy busy, the whole world is busy, busy busy, why is everyone suddenly busy, they don’t want you to call unless you make an appointment, in case they are, guess what, busy, can’t say it often enough, busy. He had friends when he could help them, they disappeared when he couldn’t, they were now too busy, she helped with the canvass put up the posters, when her legs gave out they were too busy, busy was the word.

She is in traffic, he is on the phone, the last minute emergency, it’s no emergency but they hype it up, to make themselves look busy, it’s a matter of fact. Did being busy assume you were up to something creative. Or are you just busying yourself so you could ignore something else. I don’t want to hear that now i’m busy can’t you see.

Solomon reflected on the sun people, and how so many lives were turned upside down, and how now so many would be busy doing something they never imagined, a simple picture, from the sky, a revelation, on a poster seen by millions, it would have put the question to many lips, why!. In an effort to make it clear that it was all changing, he put in down clearly, this is something that should keep you busy thinking about it, amen, the picture.


The Constant Complainer

News, bad, something to complain about, something to hide behind, as you research and fill your head, darn, does that sound right, and that over there, did you see that, and did you see that, the short dress, what a disaster, what are we going to do, everything is a mess, but did you see the new I phone, no but i hear there is a new distraction, just fill the head, cram the thought process, what is the word, framing, set the brain up, the head fills up, add a few problems, add some gloom, after a while, what was that you were thinking, the words that came out of your mouth, a forgotten experience, while you try to decipher what you meant, does that sound okay, it’s okay, they are smiling, haven’t lost it, they are still talking to me. The constant push, the effort to dampen all wise thought, create guilt, why not go for a drink, go shopping, it’ll take your mind off it, then compare it to the all knowing God, imagine the stress on love, imagine it, as Jesus says, God is in all of you, great, with so much stuff going on, how is it possible make space, how easy it is to lose it all. And they say God does not listen, it’s simply a question that we can’t find him, nothing could be simpler.

The gloom merchants, give them money, steal their money, do whatever, just focus there attention on all that is wrong, push the agenda, you will eventually wear them all out. And when they are tired, you will be able to fish them. Wasn’t Jesus tempted in the desert after many days without, thirsty, tired, lonely, who would have been able to withstand it, and give in to the world rather than the future to come. Solomon asked wisdom for help regularly, and when he did, the answers just flowed, when he was distracted easily, it was easy to be all over the place. The struggle as they call it, is simply this; are you going to let the earthly treasures suck you up, or are you going to rise the loving spirit, the choice, amen. It’s easier to listen to the constant complainers, the arguments they use, so cohesive, he said that, she has a reputation, we ought to listen, they have clout, amen.

Well, now that the light of heaven has arrived, i think life will be much sweeter, as the evil minded are turned into babbling fools, and the old networks are removed, the way asbestos is removed from the world, safely.  When the righteous hearts agree, amazing things happen, when the heart of God is moved, nothing is impossible. It is that simple. amen.


I’m Young

She handles the gadget, in awe, it’s almost religious, it connects to billions, and she has the world in her hands, she wonders, the message is risque, will i press the button, and get involved in the game. The button pulses on the screen, push me push me, she’s on the brink of change, others have pressed the button, she wants to tell her mother, but she won’t understand, that’s what her online friends tell her. A neighbor passes, she smiles, she used to play with dolls, games children play, but that’s so old fashioned. Her idols, well, they, she doesn’t know what she wants, she’s young. There is no one to guide her, both parents work, she’s lucky that way, her friends mother works all the time and she has no father, who do you turn to, everybody is doing it, pressing the button. Her little heart sighs, why she pauses, she senses the fear, just do it anyway.

I’m young, is anyone hearing me. Solomon was reminding himself, and others, life is a journey filled with responsibility, risk, and a goal at the end, the door to heaven possibly. The older ones act as guides he imagined, the way teachers assist their pupils, because, they are young. Solomon wrote it as a prayer, many were calling out, seeking help, amen.



Great White Hope, on his shoulders rests hope, mixes with everyone, but as a term, great white hope, Solomon recalled ancients myths. In all the ancient cultures, there was a great tribulation, then the arrival of the “Great White Hope”, visitor from afar, a giant of a man in Mayan and Aztec culture, whose role was to drive peace and love. It was the main reason the Aztec’s welcomed with open arms the Spanish in the 15/16 centuries, they were a godsend they thought, here to help, not to extend their kingdom.

The flood happens the help arrived, it’s a common story in most cultures going back. The flood could be a plague, depends on the situation at the time.

In the context of the Great Change, there were many pretenders down through the years, many who ended up dictators, and some continents have had more of it than others, and there was the power that tried to curb any positive influences, replacing it when they saw it as a threat. Rome did it’s best, its not uncommon. It happens today, it happens everyday. In a nutshell, when the next Great White Hope arrives, let’s try and support the change, by pouring good thoughts into our everyday ordinary lives that are truly extraordinary. Good men and women everywhere, depended upon the efforts of others, many they would never meet, to counter the challenges

they face, in their efforts to right things. Imagine it, you voice has the power to do good.