today

the most pressing issues, the schedule, have to be there for lunch, the gym at four, home at six, rest, some TV, a quick nap and a..., sleep, wake up, forgot the pills, must make a to do list, phone rings, missed that, another appointment, darn, how did I forget, lunch schedule, more salad, the office is getting a makeover, might get a new desk, stop, furniture store, stop lingerie boutique, it's valentines day soon, must give it a look, ramble to the office, should not have had wine over lunch, feeling a little oozy, should give up the drink. bubble gum, the breath feels better, can't taste the booze on my lips, still have the urge though, to go for another drink.

Children First

Single smile of a very small child, melts the heart of a broken man, used to be me he cries as he goes out the door, turns around sees the little one laughing at him, he stops and wonders what is going on, an angel is born and he’s filled with spirit, what happened in the years gone by, his clothes are tidy his hair cut tight, inside he was empty now he is full of light, starts smiling as he walks down the street, people who used to be familiar to him see a very different sight, the power of a little child, angels, they are born every day, we just forget to understand, the gift that love provides and the mystery of God, never fails to surprise, amen. and when you come across what is good, do Love a favour, pass it on, God Most High is in the sky, and it's there in black white grey blue green yellow, actually, everywhere.

Smash of the Titans

The war rages on, love is on the ropes, battered and bruised but determined, audience cheers enjoys the smell of blood, hatred and deceit gloats, certain they are going to win, bell rings just in time, love staggers to it’s corner, the devil assumes it wont be long, all underdogs ride the wave as they say, bell goes,

In the corner love regroups, his coach a wise one, just stay on your feet, middle of the ring hatred waits, baiting love to come to it’s fate, pensive and frightened love rises to it’s feet, remembers those words, don’t ever hate, slip side bob and weave bell rings nearly done 

Finish him kill him, they roar out loud, love is desperate, see the way he moves, almost on the floor, but manages to land a score, wobbles a bit, but is soon upright, if I get through this, it will be all right, crunch smash, hatred goes for the kill, fleet footed and renewed, love escapes  those evil blows

Vengeance lust bile and terror, the devil inspires hatred to unknown levels, below the belt, just him for good, you’ll be king, the world will be good, bell goes the determination of hatred shows, throws many punches, ,lands many blows, love renewed handles the flow...
well, i assume you have seen the image of the man in the sky, it's over for the merchants of evil everywhere, and it was the hope of a single child that changed everything, amen

God is real

Reasons to believe, counted yet, the number of breaths you are given, the body you inherited, the love you are born with, bet the heart hurts occasionally, why you wonder, if your only a machine, well if you’d seen what I have seen, you’d be not so sure, see the image posted, the man in the sky, suppose you passed it onto friends, hardly, your just imagining a fraud, what would they assume, a believer, Jesus had the same problem, your in good company, no it’s the light can’t you see, I was counted with the dead, this day many years ago, I was just growing up, the good lord obviously thought a lot, of the potential, that’s in all of us, something that is too easily  forgotten, hard to contemplate, given the material stuff we are tempted with, as if you can throw it over the shoulder, and bring it along, something the pharaohs tried to do, didn’t go as planned, nor for the slaves buried with them, belief it’s a strange thing, yet we are so tame, when it comes to standing up, apologies excepted for not being serious, I woke up many years ago, twiddled my toes and did it feel great, they assumed I was gone, was given a second life, this blog is my gift of thanks, to the One who saved me, and the prayers of many, could you ever imagine, and believe me, I can imagine better than most, well, I have a damned good imagination, it’s how you use it that counts, amen.  Best dreams in the world, come straight from the heart,

To Love is Divine

Love is the answer to every prayer, we are spirits, wrapped in flesh, and we have been fighting a spiritual war with everlasting consequences, that have huge repercussions for everyone living and who has lived, we are the good wine and the bad, and God Most High is the master of all. But as there is light there is also the dark, and it’s all controlled by us, we human beings, we are the body of God, collectively, poor good bad great or non descript. Soul warriors, we have limitless potential if we can merge into one, do the most extraordinary, and we all come from the sun, the thing that shines in the sky is us. God you see, is the light, and love is the divine gift, we are all born with it, but it rarely is given the time it requires to fully mature. This is not contrary to religions, as God Most High, in his wisdom, hers too, it shouldn’t matter, male or female because God is divine, end of story.

At the other end of the spectrum there is the dark spirit, which controls and uses us, for all sorts of purpose, basically we love we strengthen, we don’t we weaken. It is why none of us can reproduce alone, and the magic is, the more we love the better we make everything, and we give God Most High great praise when we do, and we open ourselves to his great mercy. It is not a case of your better than me, it’s just a case of when we do things in unison, we strengthen the light and retain the trust of the Great one. Because of varied circumstances, and the human condition to be self supporting we forgot about our dependency of our Divine Father and Mother. In a nutshell, when we are cohesive and true, we create a pure joy that is immensely pleasing to all that is divine. Love is the bounty of the Divine master, and we in the flesh, have been gifted this life we all enjoy, which many assume to be a birth rite, this is a gift, gift, it’s not yours or mine, we belong to the light, and to the light we will return, provided we bring some with us, love juice…

Wisdom is great spirit too, God is all purpose, and angelic forms do exist as do angelic forms that are bad and evil purposed, but the great thing to remember, is that Love in the heart is an untouchable source of real light. So those who live in this light, and I have seen it sometimes, when we act in love, we produce a love that is pleasing to the great one .It’s never been a better time to become as loving as possible, as the light energy in strength can overcome the dark and the evil therein. Just imagine it!, it’s just love, too simple almost….

Inside Wisdom - Part 1

Inside Wisdom

The fun and games are over, the gloves are off, and it’s time to turn up the heat on those that have withheld secrets, mostly for selfish gain and self aggrandisement, and at great cost to the entire human population. This is not a warning, but more of a revelation from wisdom herself. I happen to be a good listener that’s all, a very patient listener, but I requested of wisdom, to help me understand matters, so that others, including myself, might be able to put a spanner in the works as they say, of the wheel of evil that was spinning us all into a frenzy, and bringing us all to the edge of the abyss.

The first realisation that is important, and can’t be stressed enough, is the following.

God Most High, communicates through the heart, it’s the mirror of the soul. What lies in the heart is reflected in the soul. Why this is of such immense importance can never be stressed enough. Whatever your faith or whatever tradition you were reared in, or if you are a go it  alone type, God is always the same, has never changed one iota, his heart is sacred as they say, pure spirit. So what is new in this, well not what is new is not the issue, the question you have to understand, is the ways of the heart, and how they are interfered with. Great intentions of love and doing right, emanate from the heart, and the more you use it, the stronger it becomes. It’s the hard disc of the computer if you want to put it in perspective. And as everyone with any semblance of how a computer performs is only too well aware. When you damage the hard disc, it usually fails to perform as you wish, and more often than not, it will fail under pressure. It is why so many living souls, are afraid of damaging the heart, cause as everyone is aware, the affect of a damaged heart can lead to major hurt, even withdrawal from using it all together, or addiction related activities.

Evil spirit is the expert who pretends to fix your heart, usually with a quick fix or something similar. 

Love trails on...

Going on the love trail, is not dissimilar to mountain climbing., there are difficulties, and the higher you climb, conditions change, difficulties usually intensify. It is why so many people don’t stand up to obvious wrongs, in case they draw attention to themselves. How many great people have suffered death on account of their beliefs? In essence, it requires preparation and awareness . In our good fortune, we have the examples of others before us, of those who got a little of the way up, those that made it half way up, those who fell off the mountain, those who turned down, and those who made it all the way.

I stress this, because we often get discouraged, and there are many too often glad to see us discouraged. Resentment is rife the world over. What is said in public rarely matches the private thoughts of anyone. So learn from the experience of others, and ignore the spin of those paid to fool you.

Now that you have a grasp of the issues, it is appropriate to deal with the opposing side, the agents of evil, those actively encouraging all that is wrong, whose side are you on!

ain't no good in that

lots of headlines, reports into this and that, all the while a little boy is waiting, for his father to visit back, cries and rallies priests smile pope is happy, world is getting better, meanwhile a little boy cries inside, heart wondering when his daddy will come back, another report and media show, but nothing has changed in fact, same faces arranging places, the report was clear and precise, they all agree on that, while a little boy keeps waiting, for the love he lost to come back, and they wonder why God Most High, is not too happy with that, great changes on the horizon take that, meanwhile the little boy is still crying, and of course there is no one to blame for that, because the world looks the other way, don't want anything like that to upset us, ain't no good in that.

Petition to God Most High

World of institutions, many political minded, self promotion and control guided, the truth  a stranger, cover up the principal, habits passed to children,  titans flourish with the treachery they achieve, voids in the hearts of everyone, true love as rare as bees, welcome to the world dear friends, coffee this morning tastes better, than it has done for years. Over the decades people tried, made known the abuses, many of them their reputations destroyed, stopped to discourage the wave of truth, knowing the danger many walked on, afraid to intervene, but the stream was strong the brave worked on, taking the lives of great souls, martin luther king just one of their kind, the example to accompany them.

Under fire the universal church kept hoping, in their ranks many Judas types within, joined the ranks of the evil heathen, damaging all this time, appeasing powerful regimes

Even supporting them, opposite to the works and teachings of the prophets, doing their best to create hatred between men. Faith under such pressure waned, trust in hope and true love dived, cover ups exposed many years later, too late to amend what was going on, as those with the power built higher walls, their secret societies killing truth with a whim, only business I heard them say, they also killed love on sight, that is what the truth is, curtailed the careers of the brave, this is the story of the world, as far as I know, and it’s the legacy passed to children worldwide, fear. I’ve seen the cloud many divine events, came face to face with existence of God, asked my conscience what was going on, found the answers and wisdom too, saw the difficulties faced when disasters occurred, many of them man made to create the emotional flood, caught the attention of the divine listeners as well, and this was repeated time and time again, in order to get the righteous prayer, and access to the immortal and merciful God, who wondered at it all, unable to understand the evil going on, as more and more souls lost faith, it must have seemed like a job done, in the boardrooms of the secret corporations, that only praised the money idols and hated love. God Most High who listens to the petitions made in the name of the son, listen again to the tyrants who created the mess we are all living in, is it not time to act, if only for the sake of children growing up ,if only for the seeds of love to take a hold , you have the power to do all that, so turn them into babbling fools like before, pour out your wisdom from the divine store, set fear into the hearts of the evil doers, you mighty signs keep them aware, of the judgment the pain and the suffering that awaits them, perhaps this tactic will force them to change course, redeem the world with love, the whole and only reason for life on earth, creating  love by birth deed example and sacrifice, how else can we pass on good and great example to all young, they emulate the habits of those around them. children suffer from the example around them, children with no dream or father figure,  impossible almost to rear a child safely in a world like that, neither can mothers the world over, succeed safely in the role they are charged with.

The evil doers and titans, must to taken out of circulation, take us from the brink, the world is getting nearer day the day,  going over that proverbial cliff is the work of the evil doers, it’s your call God Most High, throw your protective shield around every good man woman and child, keep them from the clutches of those who destroy, show the world one great example of your might and power, in the hope that they may fear you, then decide to work harder at making it an earth that is safe to inhabit. the whistle blowers struggle, isn’t it time to take it serious, before things get worse the world over, as the prophets and Jesus said all those years ago, petitions made in his name, are heard in the heavens above where it matters, how can you the greatest father, allow this world go from disaster to disaster, while looking on from a distance, Celestine told us it was time to speak out, the souls of the cathars believed in your order, so if you expect those who try to glorify your name on earth to succeed, it’s time to get involved Dear God, and do something fast like change the world order, amen.

Eating Fear

About to shut it down, he had one category on his list that didn't have a line through it. Jesus never got tired he thought, got upset a lot though, about to switch off then stopping. He didn't need reminding about it, gambling. He’d gambled his life on God,  there being a God, God that was never seen, a God that had no PR, many spurious religions professing knowledge of him though, yet no one knowing him, or her, even behaving like God, dignity respect self worth education fornication pleasure even consideration, it was a gamble all right, the notion of God. Harry discussed this topic of global interest and anarchy daily, the basis of God, and how fundamental the people of the entire world truly are, and the simplicity of money, keeping it simple, money. At least it cut out the notion of there being a God. lack of money plenty to worry about, why think of God of all people. So many empires had been built on this very notion, of there being No God, and every one of these same empires were now extinct. Even harry had questions he wanted to ask, matters that stood out in his mind. For now though he was seeking exposure to the craze of TV gambling, poker, poker schools, celebrity poker, million dollar pots, another push against humanity, and the embrace of selfishness in such a public manner. Even retired TV stars were being resurrected to sell it, the advent of online poker. Nude poker, hadn't seen it yet but it was close. Strip poker, he’d played it as a kid, but menace wasn't sex, the menace being excitement and thrill. On TV, they were hoping to execute the self destruction of the human race and all things good. Chips were not dollars, pots were thousands, the players, probably actors. But it seemed so exciting when the two voice over commentators try to decipher the mental state of the contestants, imagining the worries of the viewer, as if what they were watching was real, not the blatant attempt by a group of greedy dot coms, doing whatever it took to entice the young and naïve to their web address of destruction, a system for the basic removal of cash from your bank account using your emotions, wonderful really, so kind minded of them, children, there’ll always be plenty left over, children, you too could be famous. Harry wasn't blond or naive, but for some reason he felt protected, by God of course. It had worked so far for him. He’d remained sane so far against the constant attack on the human being, emotionally that is. What next, their next trick, an attack on the elderly he supposed, they eat fear daily, don't they.

wisdom of a tree

starts small, is never in a hurry to grow up, sets down roots, accommodation year round as it gets stronger, never turns away a friend, provides shelter when it can, the wider it grows, the deeper it roots, can withstand a storm when fully grown, sways about in the wind, if grown in rich soil, lifetime of a confusious.
wisdom of the human race, in a hurry to grow up, roots variable, accommodation problems, often turns away the hungry and poor, grows more stupid by the day, panics during a storm, can be easily swayed, spends lifetimes in a confused state.. 

it's amazing what the heart can do...really

Far across the ocean a land we never see

A family waits for something more from he

A promise made a bond that never breaks

My love is that ocean whatever it takes

Words are warming if sentiment is real

Special deals for all the faces

No honesty but you my lord

evil has run aground and flees

Love is why were here

Its not to hurt and offend

Get favour out of friendship

Or to lust until the end

Sadly its come to this

chances have been many you see

At each turn we made the move

That has put us in bad company

love cant flourish with just a check

no celebrity endorsement ring change

this is a call to the heart of humanity

It’s a choice of death over eternity

The new age has arrived fear no more

Elephants have climbed the hill of hope

They stare into the green valley below

It’s amazing what the heart can do..really

The Placebo Affect

The fox used to be a wild animal. Extinction will come like everything else, in time thinks the narrator of the show, solemn sounding. Harry was now watching shows to do with heritage and environment. Seemingly foxes like restaurant food. They must have learned to read laughed harry, making light of the plight of the wild animal in flight. Maybe your dog is an alien spy. What was he doing in the forest last night,

getting tuition on how to use a gun. Habitat eradicated by man, man stresses the narrator, harry is in stitches. He covers his mouth, in case he wakes magda who probably sleeps at reception. But the plight of the fox was a survival one, and as the fox never owned anything, he’d survive, fight on reckoned reasoned harry. Not that again he moaned as he switched over to the news channel. He’d been off the babe channel a week now and proud of it. Body count, we all love to hear the casualty numbers. Harry wasn’t surprised. He loved maths growing up. in those days you had to use your head to count, now they had machines. The world was being slowly programmed, not all of the time, just in front of the TV. He was having problems coming up with new content for the Sunday sermon. He’d used the numbers thing the previous week, people loved to hear the word millions being used, mentioned in the papers daily, had a viagrical effect in people, made them thick, and think like, at the same time. Men no longer had to indulge in foreplay, they could get straight in there without complication or interpretation needed. The word millions has the placebo affect, similar to the word bomb, gets your attention every time you hear the word uttered, without killing you though, well not for awhile. The jack flows, harry is now watching apes, and gorillas. More to his liking, cause they had hands and legs not too dissimilar to his own. They eat dog in china, st. Bernard au poivre, rover in curry, lassie on a skewer, mice wine nice wine, everyone has to survive thinks harry, eat at least. He turns sad all of a sudden. Famine time again on TV.

Pokerface

He liked that, the ice bucket by the table. Magda was so thoughtful. He’d got to know her better, both of them on a first name basis too. He quickly set up. he’d an early start, a funeral in the morning, so much so he’d brought along his razor and toothbrush this time. He didn’t usually stay over, afraid of rumour and hearsay given his delicate position in society.

Pouring a deep JD, he lobbed in three or four lumps of ice, then drowned the mixture with coke, the real thing as they say. In his seat, TV remote to hand, he could work it now with one hand, notepad in the other, with details for viewing, topics as they call it, his being TV gambling, another phenomenon his  parish contact had warned him about. You wont believe he was told, he’d soon find out. When first informed about gambling on the TV, harry thought the parishioner was referring to those lotto shows that encouraged people to gamble, in aid of good causes of course. Harry was used to such good causes, he’d run a charity racing night, for gods sake of course, air conditioning unit for an old folks home being the beneficiary. TV gambling wasn’t about the purchase of lotto tickets he soon figured out once he checked the digital address he was given. Texas hold’em, or seven card stud with a few minor changes. Harry played poker with other priests and was well used to poker. On TV it was different. Every hand seemed to be a winning one. The pot sizes were in thousands, and the players were a bunch of washed out celebrities who didn’t have the right physical appearance to make it on main stream TV. Maybes and hopefuls probably, who’d enlisted for the chance to be seen on TV again. The game was quite good, his attention full on. Two sixes down against an ace and a king down, the four other contestants passing. The pair had to be a winning hand. Seemingly not announced the poker expert who was commentating on matters. Three cards were flipped over, low cards that were of no use to either player. Two pair held, ace king went all in, ace king player being a former snooker player with a well chronicled drug and alcohol problem, harry wasn’t surprised, but was excited, wondering who’d win, having forgotten that the chips they were playing with were monopoly money, as no one in their right mind would bet thirty seven thousand on an ace king with two cards to come. Two sixes hesitated. Two sixes was the chip leader announced the poker expert in a hushed voice. The camera focussed in on two sixes as he dallied over the decision. Head fucking comments, head fucking counts, and two sixes was head fucked and hand fucked, as he threw in his hand. Smart play announced the voice over poker expert, praising the snooker celeb. Three games later the session was over, harry had enough of that and wasn’t ready yet for the tutorial on how to play texas hold’em successfully, the tutorial free and sponsored by an online poker website. Drug using tutorials, gambling was a drug, occupied the mind while you did it, the buzz as it’s called. He sipped his beloved JD, tuned into another station, another on his list. TV quiz game, name the celebrity win a thousand. Harry recognised the picture, or part of it, the game being like a jigsaw. He couldn’t see the full picture, only the eyes of the person, his mouth shielded. It was jack Nicholson. He’d crazy eyes, he’d seen them in the shining, a scary shit movie made years earlier. Text me and win a thousand euros, I’m waiting for you boys, text me and win she urged, everyone likes to win money, how about a new holiday, text me and win she urged. Fraud he reckoned, as they all couldn’t win a thousand. Text them a thousand times and win a million mused harry working out the possibilities in his head. Maybe the station owner was philanthropic and related to gates.

No Brainer

Small hand and a big heart, love in abundance, where do you start, do you understand I ask, are you too engaged with yourself, do you know how you got here, well lets hear it from the start, you’re a child, and you’ve just entered the world, don’t worry about all the stuff you heard, while you waited inside, we all want to get on with it, it’s the beginning of a wonderful journey, it begins full of hope, sometimes it ends in tears. Well don’t worry about that and all those things you hear, life is a gift and it’s yours, your parents are there to protect you, it goes a bit like this, they feed you love and comfort, they help you to grow up, and this is where I have a few questions for all of you who bother to ask, do you think the world is a safe bet, for the youngest of us to adapt, or is your only interest the children you have to protect, wouldn’t it be safer for everyone if we all took a closer interest in the environment we allow children to grow up in, rather than the brands and fashion statements we make and create to outshine just about everyone, come now, do you think God will worry more about your Gucci shoes or the children you rear, now that’s a no brainer! Amen.

Dark Days

These dark days are here again I don’t know how long I don’t know when

These dark days are here again, I wish it was a dream it’s what he said

The children go to school she sits at home, worrying how she’ll pay for all their tools

She asks the money lender to give her some time he nods his head do you think I’m a fool. He comes home after eight, the children ain’t in bed they stay up late

He asks where she’d been when she comes in she looks at him strange hands the money to him, he counts the cash it’ll pay tomorrows bills she gets to bed she smells of old men

These dark days last longer than hell, she’s a broken woman their marriage is at an end

The politician promises the worst is over now, you’ll soon have your house back they believe the fool, he goes to work on a Monday morning worrying about tomorrow he keeps soldering on

She can’t refuse the work whatever the cost the kids need their new shoes it wont go on forever, money lender calls there is word on the beat she’s bad for money but good for heat, these dark days since I don’t know when don’t you wish for cover from a real good lover

He used to hold her tight every night, now he never sees until it’s well past mid night

These dark days have broken their spirit, should have used a doctor but couldn’t afford to visit

This tale of woe is only the beginning, you should have seen it coming they say been clever, he gets some rope and ties it together puts a big noose in it he wants to end it forever.