The New World Experience

 

Joy, the freedom, no places you need to avoid, no terror no harm, children you don't have to fret over, meal times that are healthy, conversation that is light, the lower thoughts, kept in check, the inner peace rises, where does this calm stem from, what sort of world is this. The rushing is over, the self time is more regular, the threat of demons extinct, their fate in the skies, they read the signs too, a new understanding in the role of Jesus, the gospel proved to be true again, along with other revelations, the false thoughts loosing out to the real light, a new experience, is this the meaning of the circular cloud. 

The injustice of the handicap, now a gift, the rare qualities hidden, now in full sight, the minds clearing, those anxious thoughts, just the ordinary, the truth from above, opening hearts like no other, yes, darn Faith, there is no holding it back, and the bounty it brings, protection from on High, the joy of life, this is the new feeling.

Solomon soothing the heart, the quite drama, no more interruptions, the flow continuing. The signs arrive on a daily basis; what power is this many ask, the prophet sighs, have you read what is written, they look for some form of assurance; you are how you treat others, that's how we all are, the respect for others, that's who you are, the joy of being yourself, amen.

Healing Prayers

Prayer for healing and well being

Dear saints, God Most High, and all those of righteous standing who rest above, intervene for us all, peace healing and well being is sought for the people of this world, mercy please and understanding in this time of great change, many worry and are in distress, their feelings and emotions trapped inside their hearts, you have intervened many times and your guiding light inspires, show us your mercy and understanding once more, we have gone to the abyss, made silly mistakes and were stubborn as well, have pity on us all and let us all love once more, may this prayer be a step in the right direction, one that all that believe in you can say and understand, amen, great miracles were used by the great prophets and Jesus to teach us your ways, in your mercy let us encounter them again and grow in love and faith as well, in your divine mercy and power we trust, amen.

Daddy is watching you!

i'm not talking about your secret habits, those things you do in private that only you know about, i'm not talking about the deviousness of the mind and where it can lead you, i'm not talking about selfish dreams and the fantasy inside you, or the hidden feelings you hide in order to hopefully forget them, i'm talking about the real existence of God, and the divinity of Love, it's real, we are light that is formed in body, a gift, the opportunity to do what is right, instead, we have castrated children mentally, and if it doesn't change soon, it's the guy in the picture here, whose going to let us know, amen. It's christmas, time we found the real spirit, the Holy One, and guess what, i have proof of that too, amen

Small Hearts

Small Hearts

Small boy, hardly two feet tall, less than three years old, runs and smiles, he’s met his angel, has no fear, feels saved and complete again, acts the way a normal child does, impish and funny, is introduced to TV violence, displays agitated state every time he sees it, mother does not understand, does not understand, she’s been deserted, busy trying to make ends meet. Professional mother, big town reputation, she’s a lawyer, leaves child with minder, two years old, he watches TV when in her care, eight hours a day, mother assumes he’s a condition, doctor diagnoses autism, well it covers everything, puts him on medication, with a need for therapy, which she can afford, child grows poorly, becomes depressed, I’m not the same as the rest of my friends, busy mother builds global career, has the funds to pay for any amount of treatments, because she never minded her child. Situation is repeated again and again.

Small boy three years old, visits friend, wets his pants, is afraid to tell anyone, withdraws to bathroom, attempts to pee, stands there alone, doesn't’t have a clue, tears pour from his eyes, his pals mother comes in, he’s motionless at the bowl, standing there alone, heart filled with terror, worried of the beating she might give, cause he’s used to it at home, and afraid. The destruction of children and the hearts therein, is the end of the line, as no seeds will grow, when damaged so young. You’ve been warned.

A change of heart, is not the sudden realisation that you are going to do things differently because your afraid of some future consequence that might not be good for you. A change of heart is the realisation, that it’s the right thing to do, amen. Nothing in the world matters more than children, that’s why many smart intelligent and well educated people, have allowed them to become victims of sexualisation, violence and

Drug addiction. It’s the charity concept, they’ll do it for us, sorry, doesn’t matter in high places such cheap thoughtfulness. Those with talents will be judged more harshly than those without, see the image of the man in the sky, if your throwing fits of laughter, you’ll soon stop, I promise you, so says God Most High, just imagine it.

Making Love

Making Love

We are so into love, remember her name, first time you saw him, that addictive emotion you can’t get rid of, the memories that go with it, the one’s that got away, the regrets, the battles with your emotions, the times your life fell apart, the phone calls to girlfriends in the middle of the night, the panic attacks that left you feeling suicidal, and the guilt you felt, for the times you let them down, and the fear of speaking truth in case you hurt his feelings, and the descent into relationships that were never going to work out, and the long glances into the past, is it not a wonder people close their hearts to the influence of others, it’s fairly obvious, it can be soul destroying, and many play a game, men mostly, women occasionally, their only goal to cause havoc, settling old scores as they say. And we call it making love. Someone somewhere ought to address the issue before the time changes for ever.

The act of creating babies is actually the final act of loving, end of the story. Making love is creating the love we need to survive, a bit much to hear, but it ought sometime be said by somebody somewhere, cause no one seems capable of understanding what love actually is, really, hahahah, spit out the dummy, feel the throat a little, does your stomach churn, yes, love making is caring, that’s what love is, the distance you go for others, not the time you spend on yourself, pretending that you are doing something loving,. Sensual love, is the final act of pure love, but it’s not the beginning, it’s the climax of emotions that are created, that intense feeling that you can never forget, the glow in the heart, that leaves you waiting for more of that same great feeling.

Society, has changed its meaning of love, which it has passed on to children, with dire consequences unless we all change, it’s truly that simple. Women the world over have had to prostitute themselves almost, to gain the love that is due them, and as a result have given up on finding love altogether, almost. There are exceptions here, it’s not all bad news, some rural societies still value the family unit, and these societies will thrive. Sadly for many women, the production of a child is now the single most important objective they have, without a father figure too. Little Bob, or tiny mary, have been put in a very difficult position, as they get used to abnormal rearing, in so far as God Most High is concerned. Children are born this way, with a heart that requires fulfilment, the balance as they say, a love balance, that cannot be substituted,

Perhaps an over worked and exceptionally emotional stressed mother figure can manage to get the job done successfully, but there are so many losers to be seen, with society loosing mostly. But the child will always be asking, who was Daddy, and the reason I am aware of this, is through the relationship I had with a very small friend of mine, he was only one years of age, and he tried on umpteen occasions to utter the word, daddy, but couldn’t. Being his big uncle figure, it tore my heart open, and still does to this very day. He might have been born that way, but he wasn’t born with a full house as they say. Being a pal of the great spirit, I made enquiries, how this situation could be addressed. The answer was clear and direct, no bull, pure honesty. It was a question of change or bust as far as the world was concerned.

So next time, don’t thin your love, be up front with the one you assume to love, and let it grow as they say, amen.

Battle for the Soul

Arise and face the battle for the soul, the battle for eternal life is on in earnest, the time has come and it’s real this is not a warning, evil is on the run, desperate to hold on to the control of almost everyone, fear not, the angels of the lord are ready for the fight, the powers of the evil one are running out, hope your on the right side cause there will be only one, one destiny for those who chose the righteous course, permanent hell for those who decide unwisely. The devil and his minions are living in terror, the light has connected with us again and he has no way out, rejoice. The world over, the holy warriors have been tested to the full, they are capable and fortified and they have the resources of the One. The hold the evil doer had on so many is falling down, and justice is going to be served on him and his associated clowns, God Most High assures us of this, remain calm and don’t retreat hold firm to your believe in Him, he does not offer guilt as his weapon of choice, pure love and it’s potent power can devour everything. Oh how sad will be the many who betrayed Him, it’s no longer when it’s happening across the entire world, satan and his supporters face a very grim future, of this I am certain, I’ve seen the cloud many great sights had many warnings, amen, great prophets have told us that this day will come, it’s hear now so get up stand up and for once in your life, do the right thing, act in faith and in absolute trust, you can’t afford to have any worries or any self doubt. Your sins are forgiven so don’t hold off, don’t worry about the wrongs you did, or the errors of your past, Even Jesus was tempted he made this awareness to us in order to thwart, the plans of those who controlled the world and your mind, so rejoice and you will be free to fight. Love is the weapon of choice of God Most High, but on occasions he uses storms and tempests to set us alight, the same way any Good Father reprimands his children, amen.

Manic Street Renewal

screams, howls, gasps, amazement, wow,  the world wakes up, we have been living in a zoo, caged with our thoughts and fears, afraid to open up, case the torch is shined on you. What a blast, God Most High is freaking out, and we wonder why. Well, it's been proved beyond all reasonable doubt, the ambulance chasers are just that, the truth is leaking out, the covers are being removed, issues no one wanted to mention, is at last flowing down the street of intervention, amen, and it matters that you know. A third of all sexual crimes are committed by children themselves, the harvest of a world, that allowed the disease of celebrity to rule, and how God Most High warned us, all those years ago, the one thing he did not want us to do. Support groups clamber together, no one of them knows what to do, no pure souls among them either, they all speaking through spin doctors, just like the politicians, and how they used to control. Is there an answer to this horror, well, no one seems to have a clue, but does it really matter. Get them, get them, anyone, a sacrifice, make it look like we are trying, it worked all those years ago. Silence, can we put a muzzle on truth, tried it in communist Russia, now they are trying it all across the earth. Devil and his associated friends can't look up, afraid the light might shine on their face, parents, mothers, fathers, brothers, sisters, the list is long, but they all know what is going on is wrong, whacked by their own desires, well, it's nice to plead ignorant, used to be okay, but not any more, world is a changing, just like Bob said a long time ago.
Basically, you can't fill the minds of the youth, with the habits of the adult, and expect the child to forget all about it, and like it's been said, by many so many it's tiring,  you can't rear a child safely while the example is poor you know. 50% of all internet traffic is pornography, that's a lot of people to me and you, it's the reality of human behaviour, and it's been planned that we'd go that way, because, many thousands of experts warned us, many child experts lecture about it, the need to provide example, not the experience as they say. At a time when the world is in chaos, and great change is evident to all, it's time we thought how to love again, in that great old fashioned way, so what if you don't, well, I've seen the cloud and many great spectacles, and I don't need medication or such fantasy. Good day to renew your faith in all that is good, before God Most High runs out of patience, and finally says good bye.

Propaganda is an ice cream you can't say no to!

more to the light than you think, can disable some instantly, reduce others to tears, put a smile on your face,  thought is strong sometimes weak, we choose we think we act, thought can change the world, thought you were into me, thought brought the world to it’s knees, thought i could get away with it, thought there were no consequences, thought the world was going to hell, thought I’d change it then, thought I’d say a prayer, thought gathers momentum, thought can be good, thought makes people march, thought you were okay, thought the world was made for me, thought about it all day, thought, not just a thought, but the first step to a better you, thought the time to revolt, thought has changed so much,  thought you’d past your best, thoughts they sell to you and me, thought can be a friend, thought broke many hearts, thought allows you a new start, next time you have one of those thoughts, think is it good or bad, for all thoughts can rise and fall, bring you up or down, the world along with it, and why are thoughts so important, morning opens thoughts for a bright new day, thought about what has to be done, ever think about the people you’ll meet along the way, probably not, I don’t mean those you arrange to see, I don’t mean the places you’ll visit either, I’m thinking about those trapped in their thoughts, most accurately, those caught in thoughts that don’t go away. once we  realise that it's just a thought, you can change it any given day. Problem is, so many thoughts are bad, the weight of oppression overcomes, same way they torture people, they torture nations with propaganda instead, just a thought.

Chemically Addicted Egyptian Style

Bob Dylan wrote about it, Neil Young croaked about it, the elite are building space ships in the hope of escaping it, and even Charles Manson knows it, and the young people of the world, the wall street protesters, the Arab spring converses, it’s as obvious as a bright light on a darkened night, maybe it’s time we did something about it, cause there is no looking back in anger, cause there will be nothing in front of you to look forward to, or any which way you look, as clint eastwood might describe it, unless there is a sudden change of direction. A catastrophe awaits, maybe you live on hurricane alley already and are used to it. Unless there is a change of heart as Leonard Cohen sings, and millions of others down the century, we are facing a dead end. There is a cure, the money virus has caught the attention of the world, what’s in it for me, true love in action, sweet kind and thoughtful of others, yeah, look in the mirror and try to hide your smile. We’re just trying to survive you say, well so are the bees.

Sterile males, happening all ready, the sperm whales in decline, bees hiding, afraid of coming out, time to stand up, say it as it is, the Kingdom of God has connected with the earth, the time of great change is upon us, we pushed matters to the brink, so we better come up with something, not a word, action, an opening of the human heart like never before. I’ve often recited, I’m bored saying it, my sister wants to put me on medication for it, and as Edward Snowden already knows, and hosts of others who don’t even know their lives have been interfered with, those who wish to speak the truth, face very challenging circumstances. I saw the cloud, da Vinci’s painting in the sky, the circle of completeness, and , many other things besides, too long to mention, you’ll probably be seeking porn soon I imagine, or seeking some kind of something, as I can see you are already bored, where is he going with this, he’s ranting and raving, but this I have no doubt, the times they are a changing, and unless we stop becoming chemically dependent, there can be no other way. I  hear old friends laughing their heads off, but when you live in a world, where it’s considered more important to have a drug that makes your weaner stand out rather than your love, it means one thing, we are heading for a big let down as they say. Evil does not reside well in the company of love, I’ve proved this thousands of times, and it usually scampers once it knows what is going on, unless they can control you. It’s why people out there like to make you dependent upon them, gives them a certain authority and power over you, sane, same as the care given to women for all those thousands of years, the bastions of the hope and reality of love, where men were entrusted in keeping them safe and cherished, but managed to get control over them as well. You wonder why so many women have gone off men, check the  porn habit for a start, it kind of kills the I love you moment, when you are thinking of that other girl in your head, hard to get over, cant’ get going until you turnover, drop a blue one or a yellow, suddenly your back in your stride, keep it going baby, no feeling just a discharge.

Didn’t I don well, she looks at him, feeling so lonely inside, if only he told me that he loved me, I mightn’t believe him, but I’d immediately feel better. A common thought hidden in the minds of so many who try to love. And all the books of scripture, wrote to confuse you I suppose, those ancient temples and places across the world, the ones they are unearthing as I write this, they give you a chance at the eleventh hour, to rethink, and take the narrow road as well, amen. Doesn’t the current state of the world, remind you of the arrogance of the Egyptian Empire of old, and you know where they went. Even Barack would look good in a pharaoh suit. 

reflections for children's sake

Joy and light a soothing arm a warm embrace and a smile that lasts for ever, simple to have not hard to undertake once love resides in your face, eyes don’t lie they radiate or they die, and hearts quicken at the approach of nurture, see it in the reflections of children and in those that foster love, fear cramps all styles makes you nauseous for awhile, same with hatred and feelings of great despair, why allow your children to live with such fear, it’s too easy to settle so easy to give it up, the hope of true love that beats in your heart, isn't sad that as people grow old ,they bring up the past more and more, shrinking inside I suppose because of past decisions and doubt, they feared to love and how it all worked out, but not the ones who carry the nurturing seed, it’s a bit like a warm wind there are no boundaries or fears, but don’t be hard on yourself about anything you may have done, what hasn't gone wrong will do so again, so we learn to listen not race all around, a beating heart needs nurture not frown, as surely as the sun doesn't have a shield to guide it, it’s just that love attracts love you just have to find it, it’s just a wake up smile an appreciation of the gift, the first time baby smiles and the way that it lifts, wouldn't it be nice if we treated all children with light, not this hard hand of experience and our own self doubts, so don’t despair it may take a little time, but God is above us reeling in delight, we just have to remember it and have no doubt, cause I've seen it lived it and believe its about, and who is more forgiving ask anyone, your mother, so shout it out and stop giving out, the time is now it’s all we have and it’s all we’ll ever have, tomorrow is just our imagination in overdrive, goodnight.

number 22

The dog is busy, spends his day digging holes, bees are missing wonder where they go, children over react all the time, parents kept on their toes, politicians everywhere make promises, they keep doing it, why I just don’t know. Four times last week, the manual said six, I’ll sue the doctor for giving me those pills,  better not I’ll have no fix. Damascus child wonders all the time, watches CNN and other news lines, worries all the time, seems to bother no one,  prays to God, doesn’t seem to respond. Young mother father out of sight, can’t afford childcare, can’t afford to work, angry conservatives look down on her, should have used the pill, can’t understand her. Christian churches spew hatred at the clinic door, another child aborted I hear them roar, they pray to God, seeking all sorts of vengeance, God shakes his head, have they no common sense. Third of children live in poverty, this lot shout a lot, they take ages to figure it out. Causes crisis charity announces, dire situation even the pope pronounces, news abounds show images everywhere, titans own the media, thought they’d do something about it, never. The race goes on, another day another crisis begins, Syrian week what next, a titanic size earthquake, can’t expect to succeed like this. where asks God, will the telling voice emerge, I’ve waited and been patient, encountered the totally absurd, all I get is repeated chants, drive the strongest out of their mind. they keep the women, in many cases totally uneducated, they think such behavior is allowed. Days pass into weeks, the weeks became years, centuries later a new millennium later, he’s still listening to this, it’s driving him totally absurd. Makes getting wrecked a little cracked up high on heroin, all a little worthwhile, makes you forget for sure the prancing of so many fools, many women interested in their bleached white teeth, those how do you do smiles. Shut out the truth, I don’t want to hear, it’s the wail of so many, in finance in particular, sponsors of war the money and arms, they have no thought of the horror or the scars, their callous cold hearted behavior everywhere. Eureka smiles God, a voice I haven’t heard, calm loving thoughtful and kind, must be a child I’m listening to he smiles. Sends angels in to investigate the surprise, one of our own the angels reply. did this happen, thought it was someone new, how did such a mistake occur, it’s the corner stone again, the one they dumped out of view. Angry happy God demands an enquiry, calls in those responsible to find out why. Trembling their eyes covered up, one of you turned this heart down, no excuses but the truth I from you he smiles. Silence no voice can explain it clearly, so who is the Judas among you. With a finger he dismisses, retires to his personal chambers, no wonder the chaos that has grown for ages, when the truth has been hidden by some of your own. The era of the sycophant, the emperors clothes syndrome, the rotten core of leadership everywhere, it’s a wonder the world hasn’t exploded. Start all over again, we’ll have to start all over again, but this time there will be two in charge, 2 2, these sole male dominated structures, just don’t work no more, amen.

do something stupid

Mind filled with images that trap, radar dimmed by horrible scars, revenge everywhere we’ll sort them out, an attack on the roman empire, resort to training hold and contain, justice is swift and soon were back, on the beat, they’ll never get rid of us, we swear, off we go again, try to exploit some more, women and children well used to that, and this is the cycle of life, been like this for years, relentlessly we battle with our fears, defiant we fight back tears, stubborn like we've always been, Stubborn till the end.

can’t understand, neighbor hates me, can’t understand, did I upset him, can’t understand our leaders fail me, better wake up before the truth overtakes me, wonder if God will have the patience to save me, can’t understand, the young don’t trust me, wonder if it’s anything to do with the way I gaze at them, wonder if the valium will kill or save me, wonder if there is one honest voice, wonder if an agent will help or fail me.

Expert opinion fast spin, doctor he’s an expert of the heart, no such thing and here’s reason why, can experts explain before they start, great afterwards telling us why, why the world  is on  the brink, the experts will save me, fools believe in those who respond to crisis, with clarity and alarm, like they are prepared, like that invasion of Iraq, the military machine primed and ready, purely by accident, like an upset stomach, yet they keep rolling out these experts, like old china in your mothers fancy  display case, for special occasions when we need that expert part, like the big Hollywood name on the billboard, at least you take a look, and it goes on and on while small tummies quake all over the place, do you know what it’s like to starve yet, didn’t think so. Well stop wondering about it, do something stupid!.

thought about your reputation

Love cannot grow where the truth has no reputation or support. It’s a true thought. Think.

Relationships founder on lies every day, governments or marriages end when trust disappears. They might paddle along, but the original shine is gone. All those thoughts, when they become bad ones, difficulty arises. And evil doers know this expertly.

Thoughts, make you laugh, depress you, upset you, turn you paranoid, turn you sexy, reveal another you. A lawyer makes claims, no truth at all, total conjecture, upsets everyone, destroys reputations, has happened by the way, amazing the power, amazing the ease we admit such thoughts, anger festers, becomes an obsession, conspiracy theories, thoughts become distrust, easy to upset life, with a few thoughts, and if thoughts are spread by people of status, thoughts important, no thought given to the direction we seem to be heading though, all of us, assume we’ll be fine, that’s thought out, assuming that change will not affect us, foolishness, have money we buy our way out, then internet came along, thoughts were more than just thoughts, self contained we think, companies silence employees easily, corrupt corporations silence entire nations by legislation, still do that’s real, thought you could do something about it, others thought the opposite, thought communism was the problem, thought they cured that, and the rich get richer, where has all the thought got us, not very far. Why thought matters, it’s conscience at work, the good the bad and the ugly side, were three dimensional you see, alone we are vulnerable, two we are comfortable, three we have options, just a thought by the way. When a younger person, first world journalists used to comment widely on all sorts of abuses going on in third world countries, scoops as they used to call them, wow, could that stuff go on over there, sex tourists flocking to Asia, to get their hands on poor women and children, grubby or what, now they can have it locally, no one seems to wonder at all, it wasn’t me I can hear you say, perhaps you deleted your internet history, have you one of those eraser programs, possibly, but the manifest indifference out there, is frightening, wars started for little reason, big opportunity in rebuilding Syria,planes drones missiles fired, consequences felt long away from home, don’t you think those under attack are going to feel the same way you do over here, when there is a terror strike, I just think so many are brain dead, living in a foreign atmosphere, I guess I’m right about that, those who profit from these situations, merchants of war that is, live in another universe, many thousands of miles from the action, drone makers bomb creators whatever, the point being, and it’s the same case for minority interests everywhere, after being besieged and held back, don’t you think they’ll get organized, react as they say, or do you think the governments that acts in the interests of their donors everywhere, don’t you see they have no interest in changing anything, other than holding power. The reason I mention thought, is simply this. If young folks are being radicalized, I don’t mean terrorism here or anything of the sort, but if young boys are being jolted sexually, the internal ignition is switched on too young as they say, where or what are they supposed to do about it, pretend it never happened, and given the likely scenario, these radicalized children are about younger children too, where do you think their internal focus will be, given they have to deal with this switch, and the intense feelings that come with it. The silence of so many for so many years, is testimony of failure to be responsible, everywhere, bar the very few voices, we allow to be heard, or wish to hear. Given the amount of prescription drugs used globally daily, and the addictive nature of people, it reminds me of most unthinkable situations, becoming real. I don’t care about popularity, that’s what we call celebrity today, but the blind following the blind, it’s the bible all the way, and we are being warned about it every day, and hardly a soul out there seems to wonder. For our love of children, we love them we love them, revolution or bust I’d say. Love cannot grow where the truth has no reputation or support. Can we not put our minds into a day, and think about it, rather than these silly one day protests about a war, why not a meeting of minds, on all the wars. But that’s common sense, that’s why we allow corrupt government to make decisions for us, cause later on we can blame them, then go about electing someone just like them, so that we can blame them, and so history has proved, just a thought. God most high isn’t much into thoughts, he’s heard them all.  

it's me tweety hearts

tweet tweet facebook google hit rate likes trends friends, seems like the entire world is into itself, that sounds like incest on a global scale, well, if it was one person doing it, we'd call the psychiatrist, she, he has a problem, they all gather to fix the matter, but since everyone seems to be doing it, we call it normal, sounds like medicine of a strange kind, all the stars do it, they tweet like tweety birds all day, does anyone like me, who befriended me today, imagine how God most high feels, when we sell out love, soon he has no friends at all, tweet tweet. more than fifty shades of grey out there, what's going on is madness on a global scale, but when did madness stop anything, only when the little child stood up, and asked them all what they were doing, south park guys all over again, funny to imagine but hard to explain as they say, like the billion to one chance that you were born at all, tweet tweet go the little feet, mind them well before they enter the gathering pornographic storm.

the fix is the game

the fix, quick please, can i have some more of that, valium nope, dope nope, fix, just a fix, don't need ideas in your head, get a fix instead, as simple as that, fix, quicker the better, it's why we celebrate good weather, mourn when it's bad, the sunshine that awakens us, the rain that brings such dread. celebrities, the easiest fix there was, so the devil said, well he's well and truely fixed right now, and it's doing in his head..amen

Leonard Cohen was right!

read these blogs, a few have, I am a strong follower of the divine, and I have the experiences to prove it, may sound rants or letting off steam, they ain’t, you closed the door on the needs of others and regretted it afterwards, wishing you done more. time slips away as it is everywhere, imagine this while you flick the TV channels tonight, looking for something to occupy your time. Death is not the end. The world is being judged these last six or seven years, warnings are being sent, just as leonard cohen predicted, numbers appearing, miracles taking place, many have seen. One plane crashes on water no one dies, pure luck, two planes land on water, no one gets hurt, time to ask what’s happening. we are judged, simply this. Have we encouraged love in the  lives surrounding us, includes internet by the way, oops, or are you another porno head. With great technology comes huge responsibility. Do we leave it to others or do we wait, Pour me a whiskey dear this guy is doing my head in, make it a double darling, you’ll need every drop of it. Getting back to real issues facing us all, can you imagine, being in the footsteps of a young girl or boy, aged between 6 and 11, trying to make sense of the world.  depends on the part of the world you were born into. If you make time for God most high, he has time for you, people are more important than second homes. This you have to learn through mistake and example combined. Do you ever wonder why acts of God are not covered by insurance companies, not normal.  if wisdom is everywhere, so is corruption. Up to a few years ago, faith in everything Godly was at a historic low. Heroic behaviour as close to extinction as a clean river. I was walking down the street, I’m sure you have walked this street too, saw a young mother to be and her partner hugging intently, her pouch was big they were having an emotional moment, not of great means just love to hang onto, and boy did they hang on. Though poor and in many minds in for a hard time, they were not giving up even if they faced many hurdles down the road. Huge numbers of people are facing major difficulty, reinforced by the economic crisis, confusions of all types abound, and every government on the planet, all they do is plan for disaster, and who isn’t on prescription medication, those who can’t afford it, the very young, and the few lucky folks, what a sad picture. Even whistle blowers need protection from me and you it seems, from Governments everywhere. 2% of the worlds population control 80% of the assets existing, every major industry is a criminal conspiracy, we’ll fix the prices if you don’t, and those who tell the truth are as welcome as uninsured patients at the Mayo Clinic. many thousands of great artists, of all types, bar a handful you can buy them for cash, and when a young boy or girl walks the street any given day, hundreds upon hundreds of men and some women, all they think of is sexual desire when they pass them. Pornography is mainstream now, not illicit as it used to be, abortion is a procedure, so were the death camps, and pure love, the only worthwhile interest of God Most High, at the lowest ebb in the lifetime of this planet. when daring change is needed, not the audacity of change as some say, it is now or never if we are to reverse from the abyss, that we are all sleep walking into. Go to sleep dear I’m sure it was only a dream. Big storm blows the house away, leaving all they thought dear, gone, only their love survived, well in the end, that’s all you’ll be left with, if you’re lucky enough. Wasn’t leonard cohen spot on

I own you

I own you, all techied up and nowhere to go, sounds like a busy day on the web, a very strange wedding indeed, a love affair with technology, new husband has acquired property in human form, a woman, we’ll do it my way, he boasts.. If they have children, boys will be valued more than girls, boys can be made work younger, girls come with the burden of dowry. Makes it sound reasonable to own women as they say, you’ll have to pay to send them packing. He’s the father, sue him. All this sounds third reich stuff, but if her name is on the paper, she’s yours. Beat her, heat her, starve her, even bleach her, and cause she’s yours, it’s all legal. What a society for a girl to grow up in, after a while she’d think it normal and just fall in line. Propaganda, keep repeating, easy to wind up people, steer them left or right, once you know their likes and dislikes, simple really. The new girl in the office watches the soaps, she must be normal, so do I. so do I, sounds like sodomy, but in slow motion. Sounds familiar, resentment caused, most of it by propaganda. And it’s daily, weekly, on junior TV, here there everywhere, and were all tied up in it. So how do you untangle the mind, free up space without having to take advice from the guru creature, cult, or professional thief, probably all are, thieves of a kind. Like banks, these cults, the more money you have the more they want you. Did you get that, that was deep, I agree with you 100%, I’m with you on that. Did I really impress you, that makes you feel good, someone thinks your impressive, wake up quickly, cause your about to be had. And if you have a problem, (everyone living on the planet earth has problems, booze, drink, sex, TV, gold, you name it, everyone is addicted to something) who isn’t on prescription pills. Those valium really did the job doctor, maybe I should try something a little heavier, have you anything for stress, it’s like asking a fish about water, listen to yourselves. But nothing is much worse than propaganda, being misled entirely and you think it’s good for you, you overlook anything, like a new man in the life of an aging thirty year old in search of children, she’ll put up with anything. If I don’t conceive soon, it’ll be hopeless, too late too late, I can hear the tears. If you love children so much, how about reducing their exposure to adult stuff, the ones you already care about, as you must love children to the ends of the earth. Your alcohol problem won’t be an excuse, you will, that’s another day’s work. Cults are like that. They get you to reveal yourself, know you intimately as possible, and they’ll lay on chicks, just to encourage you .don’t worry Sidney, monica and jenny just want to help you with your clothes. After sex, everyone talks. Your so relaxed, you’ll do anything cause you’d just had a dopamine rush, and it feels good. Your body tingles, like a heroin hit. Till your addicted or deeply involved in the cult. Soon, you’ll be hunting for new prospects. That’s what I love about God almighty. You are given gifts, and the will to decide for yourself. Are you amazed or just one of those folks, ready to take on the world for cash, hoping to acquire along the way, give back what, exactly. You’ll be asked this one day, what did you do for the life you were given, the potential entrusted in you. Cults never ask such question, they make it sound like you’ve found a resting place, head space, until you get intoxicated with new concepts, stuff you never worried about, conspiracy, what’s new. Sounds like propaganda to me.

like writing on the wall...

it's here,being the day of Sunday, i wanted to do something right, and remembered a story of you, about life and death, that cuts to the very heart of all that is life, it's a story of the deaf kind, deaf people hear better than most, words can be heard from the heart,  just remembered Beethoven or which of the great composers had the major disabilities,  imagine where he'd have ended up today, that's right, in the garbage can, is there anything left inside, check it again. Time changes, it's the writing on the wall. have you been to the doctor lately, you'd better check out those bleeding gums, that pain you have in your head it might not be all that cider you drank, there might be a brain in there instead. we have found new bearings and aim to go in another direction, both making a point or starting a revolution, but the world is a living chaos, held together by the threat of nuclear war, selfishness, our desire to control, a prescription medication addiction and fear. what a platform for success, the writing is on the wall. print another two billion chuck, that get us to thanksgiving.

Cokeheads Dream...(Hitler Got Away With It)

Pete washed her smell off his body, rubbing himself all over, cleansing himself. HIV/AIDS was a growing issue, especially in the music business. Good wash after sex was staple for him. Had she made it home, he’d forgot to ask her a favour, a delivery he needed making that evening to the producer, tv guy who could offer her work.

The water was instant and hot as she stepped into the shower. Used to it she didn’t flinch, enjoying the heat, her head and mind in far away places, far away from men, fucking machines to her, no loyalty, she was good at pretending when it came to men.

She’d loved once, many years ago, so far from it now, she could hardly remember, unless she felt cheap or easy, used and abused, as she had that day, not blaming anyone, no denial to comfort her, she liked raw life, unwrapped for what it was, yourself alone in a hopeless world. She’d never forgiven God for that day, the day his plane crashed and their dreams ended. Aid worker too, what god would forsake an aid worker she asked, no God would allow such a thing happen to one so good, so giving. She hadn’t read the story of Jesus closely, she just had God, the prayer maker, the one you confess your hopes and dreams to when the going is good and all life is star like. God did not exist in gloom, not in her heart anyway. But harry gave her a different feel, a sense of longing she was having difficulty with. Pete introduced them one night, introduced her to cocaine and others too. Politeness wasn’t something she was used to from men either. Usually it was a case of clean clothes, fresh smells, loose morals and little else, the holy grail being love and being loved in return. Men wanted her knickers and only treated her when she treated them to sex. Story of mankind she supposed until Jesus came along, so the story went. Rubbing her sex organ clean, she doused it in liquid soap, trying to erase the last testimony to it’s existence or worth. Pete who’d been with every pretty woman in London it seemed had been her latest regular fuck, a mutual respect based on lust and coke and her lack of pride. So she took coke to boost her mental strength, so claimed pete who was glad to furnish her with the shit anytime he needed a favour.

Stir fry has to be mixed and turned so that it doesn’t burn. Bit like your skin in the sun. you keep moving around until it’s brown all over. Harry enjoyed cooking, healed his drug taking in that he couldn’t role joint and stir fry at the same time. Piri was added, a spice, salt and pepper, soy sauce too, the pan sizzled, harry kept turning the smell got better. The microwave went beep, meaning the rice was cooked. Ten to six, he was ahead of schedule.

Pete was on the street, walking to his local. A caller wanted a half ounce, and it was a regular, another media head. A fashion house was having an after launch party for a few guests, no coke no party, no coke no impressionable young women who wanted to live on the money of the seemingly wealthy. Most of them would end up on the hire circuit, sex hire that is, but they were too young yet to notice what the real world had in mind for them. Oliver waited inside the door of the kings head bar, drinking just water, hand inside jacket clutching a £1,000 wedge. Come pete he urged to himself, he’d promised a pal he’d have a fix for them, pete was usually reliable.

“I knew I could rely on you” laughed ollie on seeing his pal enter the bar, the same time calling a gin and tonic for his pal.

“make it a water” interrupted pete, well aware of the amount of coke crystals in his head lungs chest and heart. Coke on it’s own was survivable, not so cute with alcohol he’d learned from a few dead friends, knowledge he didn’t share.

“visions of Erica, they’re a new name, you should see the young chicks” quipped ollie trying to make small talk, while pete fiddled with a package that had been stuffed down his underpants, between his balls and anus.

“hurry up” added ollie looking at his watch.

I’ll choke him swore pete to himself, swear I will, all the time fumbling with the plastic bag, careful not to give ollie the bag with the mixed stuff, but the bag with the good stuff. It was well known in the media and TV business that quality of coke was a sign of a company on the up. The poorer companies mixed their coke three to four times. Haute couture was 50% pure coke and twice the price of the badly mixed shit. A bit like beer and brandy to an alcoholic with poor liver function. But fashion houses made so much money from favoured clients, that the whole coke thing became normal. Same for TV and the mile a minute comic who can’t shut up, hilarious. More hilarious was the reality that those in the media industries were more likely to be around cocaine regularly than the average addict. You never hear of the drug testing of TV/media  executives even though they sell propaganda daily. Hitler got away with it I suppose.

New Wine Please....

The beginning, a long long time ago, a lot has changed, we no longer live in the desert,

we all have education, main roads are not dirt roads, cars have replaced donkeys, women  vote, and men, they still are an enigma, wars are still being fought in multiple locations. For the sake of sanity, like any doctor trying to cure us or help us, we have to go back to the past, to understand the pathology of the disease, and the disease I’m talking of, is the disease of hatred and suspicion. Trust is not widely available no matter what the sages state, even in many marriages. We are suspicious of  neighbors, politicians, we question motives, why did he do this, why did she say that, we distrust religions, and rather than going out in the world and doing the correct thing, we go out and do the select thing, our personal interest the key most of what we do, and our interest not the welfare of others, rather the interest of the few, the few being the group we are attached to at any given time. My group are better than yours, our religion has a closer link with the almighty, our way is better than theirs, it’s not the kind of thinking to have when the Titanic appears to be sinking, and the only ones cheering being the extremists, the we told you so types, something new is badly needed.

Religion is central to most disputes,  the main reason used to justify wars and conflicts.

In the beginning, there was us, and a collection of religious groupings, all with their Gods, idols and their laws.  God most high was alarmed, warrior nations,what was going on, really pissed him off, he shouted stop. Sent along famines wars catastrophes of all types, floods even. The response wasn't so Good, eventually sent along the Son. Christianity was born, miracles happened that could not be explained away, faith in love took root, the basis of all the Christian religions was born, the tree of God begins to grow. Bible stories and history has proved this to be fairly accurate.

Along the way, the church attracts support from many types, lots of converts, all sorts, women men, black white, and it grew. Then we had the few bad eggs, who invaded the space of the good, the political minded acquired power, started their own religious wars, tried by force to convert nations not yet ready to accept the new teaching, started spreading hatred of Christianity instead, forced other nations to start their own religions, to counter balance what was going on, as everyone knew at this stage that God was real, the miracles undeniable, so they all sought favor with God most high, a good thing to do, there was no malice intended. Nationalist leaders everywhere, then used the religious backing for their state to  gather support for war, and it spread and spread. In the meantime wise men came along trying to fix things, but the fix was temporary, and died out when they died out, bar exception. God then sent wise men among other nations to help things, islamic religion was born, and so on and on. All religions are groups of individuals trying to climb the proverbial mountain, in order to gain admittance to heaven.

In a nutshell, all the religions of the world started from the same tree, the church started by St.Peter, inspired by Jesus Christ. Today, many branches, and lost of wars later, and we all are on the brink again, as the signs in the skies and elsewhere indicate. What are we going to do about it…blame the neighbors..But i for one, can't simply ignore what is going on, and it's a question we all have to address, or help answer, before God most high, takes action again..