Man from the Sky

taken on a clear sky day, a cloud drifted over, look closely, what do you see, amen

Trust

Trust, understand the meaning of the word, so much effort made to undermine trust in everything, examples abound everywhere you look, daily you are reminded to be distrustful, in other words, you are taught to be destructive of love, and that is the goal of the evil spirit, that is the goal of the damaged soul, Jesus speaks of trust in the fullest meaning of the word, and the consequences of it, the rulers of this earth want you to trust in man made things, God, and Jesus, the prophets sent to strengthen us, all mention the need to trust, trust being faith in Love, Faith in God, so even when the road gets rough retain your trust, we have enough friends who will constantly remind us not to trust, it’s the cancer that was spread throughout the world, it was the reason why faith in God was damaged by this constant rhetoric, well, see the image posted with this blog, it’s God’s way of reminding us to hold on to the love we have, the faith we have, the spell of the evil one has been destroyed and its evidenced by the many blessings being poured out across the world, amen. What is a marriage without trust, agony for all concerned, what is friendship without trust, empty

Trust

Trust, do you understand the meaning of the word, so much effort made to undermine trust in everything, examples abound everywhere you look, daily you are reminded to be distrustful, in other words, you are being taught to be destructive of love, and that is the goal of the evil spirit, that is the goal of the damaged soul, Jesus speaks of trust in the fullest meaning of the word, and the consequences of it, the rulers of this earth want you to trust in man made things, God, and Jesus the prophets sent to strengthen us, all mention the need to trust, trust being faith in Love Faith in God, so even when the road gets rough retain you trust, we have enough friends who will constantly remind us not to trust, it’s the cancer that was spread throughout the world, it was the reason why faith in God was damaged by this constant rhetoric, well, see the image posted with this blog, it’s God’s way of reminding us to hold on to the love we have, the faith we have, the spell of the evil one has been destroyed and its been evidenced by the many blessings being poured out across the world, amen. What is a marriage without trust, agony for all concerned, what is a friendship without trust, a boat with a leak

Perversion

The Perversion

The legacy of evil has reached a peak, and it ain’t going any higher, the cries in the hearts of true love, are being heard in all the right circles, no time to abandon faith time to act out wisdom, the orchestraters of evil the mind benders, the fallen angels and their wicked schemes, have reached the evil peak and it’s permanent hell for all those involved, their callous supporters and their associates better prepare for the torment that is their future, from this day moment forward for all eternity, it’s game over for this lot and their efforts to control, and using children and the emotional tab is rock bottom, it’s going to be paradise for the real believers and a mixture of shame and punishment for the remainder, the legacy of deceit corruption and moral decay has stirred up God Most High, rejoice if you believe as these words are spoken, amen.

Using former child stars to excite and confuse young children, the perversion that is idol worship and abuse of minds, the worst form of tactic in trying to control the growing mind, watch the world shine, amen

real time

High praise for those who follow mammon, in the media the news the network, hallowed tones respect and applause, a constant reminder given to the young, blinding the senses and making them dumb, occasionally we highlight a voice from the desert, a good news story that enlightens everyone, soon as the trouble subsides we are back in the pit, shouting orders same as the wall street elite, traders in heat while so many don’t even eat, ignorance of the laws of God almost complete, feel good for a moment cause it wont last, count the crumbs in your portfolio and sleep, it is all you’ll do cause you can’t bring it with you, just the acts of your lives which will probably catch you, so says the God of Heaven and Earth who waits in Heaven for you, don’t they understand he wonders all this goading, giving love an open space means leaving space within you, for the message to roam freely not under duress daily, the cost of getting into Heaven priceless for everyone else tragedy, amen.

Check the image in the sky, it’s real.

Day in the life of a president

Barack someone here to see you

Michelle waltzes in, fawns,

just got asked to do home cooking,

cooking laughs Barack ,

tucking into his low calorie celebrity managed roast

If you cook this well I’m not surprised honey

it’s because you’re the presidents girl he sighs

while sipping some French burgundy,

if you want  I’ll even make a guest appearance

I’m sure the TV editor will go for that

Honey Bear you are great with those ideas,

how come the world is so messed up,

don’t you want to think about that

For you michelle I’d do anything

Barack breaks into song,

secret service comes rushing in

thought their was an intruder sir,

tut tut quips michelle,

soon the boys are gone.

back to the TV show dear,

if you like I’ll make a baked Alaska

hahaha laughs Barack  palin insignificance

hahahaha. Alaska is baking again

your not supposed to laugh smiles Barack

I’m the woman behind the man answers michelle

tears of laughter rushing down her face

who actually made this dinner michelle,

it’s the best I ever had,

had it flown in from Vegas this time,

you remember  the pudding they flew in last week

you loved that as well. Hahahahaha

meanwhile down the street a little boy suckles

his mother’s dried up breast,

suckles for all he’s worth,

it’s only miles away you see,

sure you’ll hear about it next week

I thought he had courage quips God

looking down with St.Peter from a cloud

in the beginning they are like children

when they grow up it’s hard to tell.

Faith in Love

The Man in the Clouds,
alive and watching,
Taking notes carefully,
deciding our fate,
is love welcome here,
ponder before answering,
faith in love,
trust in God Most High,

amen

Mother's Nature

Mother’s nature is mothers nature, a mothers nurture everlasting, from the cradle to the grave, mother is always there, and we wonder who mother nature is, it’s the nature of love, and the way mother’s are treated sometimes, controlled and sexualised almost everywhere, you wonder why we worry about mother’s nature or mother nature, it’s that simple, God Most High is wisdom personified, no flaws no over reaction, the patience the goes on forever almost, till the seeds mother nature are left with, don’t produce the love we need to survive, so what are you going to do about it, since we have turned it into a lottery, a game of chance, what was divine selection we turned into a joke, well, the man in the Sky, check it out again, assumes otherwise, and being God, he always lets us understand the predicament we are in, so let’s put mothers nature top of the three again, put a smile on the face of love, let mother nature shine again, well you can’t be measuring her by the size of whatever your looking at, it’s not her heart your seating, but the other impulse you have, don’t need to go into detail, but everyone understands the consequence here, and God Most High is on his game again, as the picture in the Sky says, amen. 

Story of Christmas, part 1

“THE STORY OF CHRIST”

Much has been written about the sources of life on this planet. More has been written about the life of the one known as “Jesus of Nazareth”. Given the state of the world today and the many religious wars fought, either protecting it or promoting it, religion that is, a better understanding of Jesus is needed more today than ever before. Many prophets exist today, preaching and predicting. Condoning and conditioning, their own understanding of “Jesus Christ” their attraction, each one having a leaning towards a philosophy, none of them it seems able to offer an unbiased vision of Jesus, as a kind forgiving and sometimes angry man or woman perhaps, who lived to love and protect the most vulnerable, but all the time willing to see the good in everyone, even in the most difficult of times.

In a world torn apart by a mixture of greed lust apathy paranoia and fear, it is time that we put an end to the mess, and got ourselves singing off a familiar hymn sheet, so that we can follow a future that does not consist of global destruction by means of chemical, atomic, or human means – disease. As many prepare, to celebrate the birth of the Holy One, and there are prophets too, all divinely sent, it’s timely, to put in perspective, what the season means in it’s correct context, not the shopping experience, we have turned it into.

Great changes are afoot, we have witnessed the turmoil globally these last seven years, which has been a permanent feature, for many unfortunates, for far too long. Christmas, is the celebration of Love, and the birth of the redeemer, the one who died for us, and was resurrected again, by divine means. God is watching us closely, hoping, (and we have proof positive of this,) that we put into every day use, the gift given freely, to everyone of us. If it’s just a question of accumulating, this life gift, will account for no more that an extended shopping experience, as we are so good at promoting. The picture in the Sky, is possibly, the last post from a Heavenly father, check it out and pass it on, it just might save us, amen.

Harmony

The squires of Heaven, busy again. Nelson Mandela is chatting up Whitney,

Elvis is teaching God Most High guitar, St Peter is doing the usual press release,

God is sharper than Eric Clapton, Elvis is stunned. You learned that in a minute, he says in that drawl, St Peter is a slow typist, Steve Jobs is showing him an apple, can I bite it laughs Peter,  That isn’t funny quips God. The mood among the gathering is high, the evil front is on the run, it’s total harmony, and the angels are moving easily, cutting down one by one, the threads of the evil web, in a matter of time there will be none.

One last push states God, they are getting it right down there, I haven’t laughed this much, his joy is as infectious as a cherished child, anyone with a special request he smiles, he’s ready to pour out his graces, a double dose of the miraculous is on, an Irish Monk, a celebrated preacher while on earth, fosterer of faith is centre stage,

He has his list of prayer requests, there are tears in his eyes, understands the hopes of many are coming through, he remembers some old friends, in particular a small bunch of cheerful nuns, they feed the poor and clothe everyone, they have a crisis in funding, and have been praying to Father Nivard, he’s long way from Tipperary, the old monk who preached so well. He’s a wink in his eye, a bottle of Irish whiskey in his hand, he can drink as much as he wants, doesn’t get tipsy anymore, no one ever in Heaven feels unwell.

He looks at Whitney, a hymn for an old man he wonders; she reads his mind and sings him Christmas carols instead.

How’s the boy doing down there, God looks at Peter, I sent then your instructions, he’s eating porridge as requested, and is being guarded as well.

Mother Christmas enters the den, she’s a former model, but is golden looking, is Irish of course, and she sings a duet every evening, with the honey voiced singer, Eva Cassidy as her back up.

The elders are assembled, waves of men and women, the dining room goes on for miles and miles, stretches , and the wine is being served. Johnny cash is giving a warm up performance, Otis Redding is waiting in the aisle, patience quips God, to Otis, this is going on for ever. John Lennon wants to get in on the act, you believe now laughs God, and you thought it was all imagination, it brings John to tears.

Contemplating Addiction

It’s Friday night she’ll have to do it again,

He’ll climb aboard her and put it all the way in,

It used to be love but that was many years ago,

She just lies there quietly and waits till it ends,

Her heart many miles away she always with him,

She’s now a web addict sends her into a spin,

One day she’ll meet him she wonders if he’s thin,

That was great last night what’s for breakfast he smile,

Passing he slaps her buttocks gives her a big wide grin,

She’s counting the minutes when he’s out the door,

The car leaves the driveway she waves and smiles,

Soon he’s out of sight she soon covered in tears,

Marriage can be a great blessing or a huge mistake,

Chose wisely set an example for the next generation,

It’s the children who are the victims in the end.

You haven’t a load of money, and you can’t afford a lawyer, you getting married, your not sure if it’s your money she is after she wonders too, the cost of the break up is what is worrying you, your attached but detached but aware of the human cost, when love is turned to bitterness and it happens quite a lot, the rivalry that ensues regardless of pain or cost, the legacy we leave to those following not money but the hurt and emotional cost, that deep down scar that reminds you every time when the subject comes up for air, the what if’s the maybe’s the regrets that contain, the fear that does not allow you to forget, basically, I’ve just described the addiction of love, love is not an addiction, love is the condition you should be feeling and it only happens when we use the heart, when you forget how to love you become an addicted person, and the world has been conditioned to love everything but love itself, amen!

you've been chosen

You’ve Been Chosen

What do you do

you have been chosen,

you still learning

giving it all you can,

trying to explain

the calling of all life

not me God

not the end

of course not,

I do eternal,

it's great stuff,

second life,

do it all again,

 you've been chosen,

 the way you think,

like watching reruns,

we need reminders,

that's why,

you have been chosen.

 the only source of energy that is capable of warming the heart of God, allows the sun to shine for the weather to be sound, it’s silly but it’s always been the answer to our problems, and when you love, you need less for yourself, works every way. 

The deeds the efforts the worthless cases the afterthoughts, the strange decisions you had to make the blind steps, the imaginary friendships you made along the way, how you dealt with all those difficult situations, the help you gave, going up or down sir, always with a smile.B

A child is born and is being formed by those around him, he’s young but is getting used to his new surrounds, understands the difference between soft and hard, his baby ears are still sensitive and are only getting used to noise, he winches at the sharp noise and is always wanting mammy, she’s warn and smelly and she is forever saying soft things to me, now she is dressing me up and taking me to the church, water my God water they are trying to drown me it’s cold too I’m screaming, but once the ceremony it’s odd it’s as if there is new life in me, they all looking oddly at me as if I’ve changed, that’s when you take over cause you’ve been chosen. Life is a git, we have all been chosen, amen

JFK and Dreams

JFK, the list of hero's, award ceremonies, titles, smiles, gala dinners, bling and glee, while my little friend tries to dream, mind still young, impressionable and wondering, no marks for telling it as it is, but when did it matter, well it does now, the world is changing, God Most High is listening, and it's been seen in the skies. so,

Children dream, it’s their reality, and they face an invasion everywhere. Experts ring the tills, more mourning more to pay their bills, anxiety groups use tragedy in order to gain exposure, victims line the streets wondering which direction to head for, meanwhile the pension dilemma occupies minds, better than wondering about the invasion that occupies the little minds, so many with the answers so little ever done, makes you wonder what is going on, it’s not a judgement or a criticism, it’s just that we promise so much yet fail to deliver, and it’s only after a massive tragedy that the bells go off in the head, maybe something divine is happening well if that’s the case, just imagine a child trying to cope with social media growing pains and that’s just the normal stuff, if those clouds appear real and time is of the essence, it’s time to stop the one direction trek, and start listening before there is damn all too late, listen,  well you do tend to wonder when you read stories written along time ago, and they start to come through, be they songs poems scripture or plain writing, listen. Do you want to encourage the use of chemicals or do you want to curb it, it’s that simple.

The Standard

Man willing to die for the cause, a martyr. Monk self immolates in the Chinese embassy in Dublin, global hero, man stands up for his family in Bangkok, forgotten,  Man goes over the top certain death, hero, old man can’t face life without his deceased wife, kills himself, criminal, there are many standards of man, and while man might look like man, it’s what is stored in the mind that becomes the standard. And for ten years and more they looked on, and with glee and a sneaky smile, while the children of the world were sexualized, I wonder what is on their mind, and the standard it sets for the future. Hey man I can’t listen to this, pour me a Guinness instead.

 

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. 

the change

Faces full of meaning, outwardly spoken good intentions, underneath deception,  your average politician, millions marching with rage, truth revealed tempers roar, police force batons on them, keep them quite awhile, till conflict spills on the streets again, political voices promise resolutions, spin doctors advisors up the storm, this kind of speech might save us, but it  works again, streets clear the anger cools, educated type believe the hype, we can save the economy together, what’s the point in tearing it down. haven’t had my breakfast, this is too much to stomach, all your life to dwell on it, but only the change will put it right, summer holiday is here, can’t we delay it a night, we’ll be back to work in September, brake not from peace but for recreation. Blame the medication didn’t take enough, lying in the bed no sleep all night, images and memories faces in the news, they blemish your mind, hate seeing such stuff, prefer the sports channel, just results to worry about. Quite, no one around one click, escape to fantasy world, it’s your last time, like you said the other night, looks like mother quickly you click, girls of your age makes you wonder a bit, boy is only twelve but he soon has enough. What’s going on he asks, I’m too young for that kind of gaze, wonder why they have such stuff, don’t we all engage

Enough.  Mobile phone throbs in the pocket, amazing the places it can take you, amazing the change it can make to you. Circle after circle amuse me, entertain me keep me dazed, dealing with the truth is an offence these days, why did Edward Snowden and all those wake up our souls, make us think about what was happening, perhaps it’s the chance we have been waiting for, to fulfill our lives and live it, perhaps it’s the change, we are in fear of it. they believed in the great prophets, all those years ago, had to deal with change too, and like our current times, those in power today, will do anything to hang onto the reigns, and will do anything to prevent the change.

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.

Mr President

Only children are surprised, no need to be alarmed, growing them up quicker than ever before,  farmed children like good old factory reared chicken, Bill O’Reilly throws up over his coffee outrageous, soon there will be none of them, children, what are you waiting for, go for it dudes look all the innocent fools, take advantage of them younger they’ll never know, and when you get older you’ll all be pals, cause that’s all they will ever know, sounds familiar with the world we all share today, no no  I hear ye shout out what disregard for all that charity work, I’ve a reputation you know, know what it costs to run five houses today, choking sound as little boy no food can’t use teeth, tried to eat the furniture thought it was a lump of meat, rap rap rap man did see what they did to us man were just getting them back, surrounded by knicker wearing white chicks gloats for all the world so see, look at me I’m a black guy and I’ve made, not only that I’m doing it with your chicks, outrage screams obama they can’t hold men who are innocent, he thinks this while he sleeps, wakes in the morning eats breakfast as normal, what’s in today’s paper dear as michelle passes the cheese, same us usual a meeting with congress now that ain’t useful,

Are you now supposed to run that stuff the man I married said he would, that was before they elected me dear, like those promises you made me and the kids, sending me to Ireland while you play Golf and party, it’s custom in Ireland to have fun and enjoyment.

Talk of trade its business the same tactics of the mafia, what they never told you until they couldn’t let you go, meanwhile young Johnny and friends are surfing porn and behaving in a strange kind of way, is that your little sister asks one while they call her away, she giggles laughs loves that play stuff, a little dirty when she comes in mammy asks her what’s she being up to, she gurgles something stupid it all seems confusing, this is a pattern and it’s going on everywhere night and day, authorities every where blind to the truth like they are heading for hell, afraid to speak up say it as it is, were all in the boat together they wont send the good guys as well, hope in numbers I suppose but that’s pushing the boat out too far, no everyone drowned on the Titanic, there were survivors who had a story to tell, like that old western movie you see all the time, bartender or the butler is usually the last man standing, so where do you stand a customer a user or a child, who do you think you actually are…false prophets out there promising wealth and everything material things, think your heading to disaster cause you’ve been warned,  well, building castle and walls around your small flock ,that’s the story of the white house and all those who want to get it, we wont get donors if it don’t seem like love

Mr President, big smile that’s why I bring along michelle, Look Michelle I know the kids will love traipsing around Dublin, who in their right mind would want to spend the day drinking cool beer, walking the beach and driving with boys, only a child, that’s right, only a child, everyone else prefers to be making money…

eyes wide shut

Void in the heart, a hole in your finances, a marriage break up, what are your chances, of finding true love again, when women are itemized, children are sexualized, and your measured by the material, and not the character within. Up and down sweet breasts sex appeal ooze, youth filled with images of desire, I guess it’s the same for most of us, how can true love find root, if all I do is measure you, ask you to get a plastic surgery procedure, cause all I’m being sold is doubt. Doubt raises fear forces emotions, join this group or face isolation, children are now targets of such extremes, it’s not religious difference, it’s only business and it deceives. Circles of trust breached and misused, the Judas within us and that false pride, my appearance matters most the mirror says, my friends desert me when my thoughts stray, can’t be losers they might need help, they form charities to calm themselves, picture in the paper take a bow, it changes nothing system of evil grows. And you think I write to amuse myself, well if you saw the cloud, you’d get down on your knees and ask for help, and forgiveness for allowing the destruction of love on earth. Watch the numbers appear and appear, cause something very original and divine, is happening and it’s going to happen everywhere, bar a few places where love is still the basis of most relationships, not that property and image is ever more important, to any one of us, choke over your cornflakes and chuckle. It’s my job to look this way, it’s my what Asks God Most High, to whom you all pray, big surprise on the radar, hope the bunker is water tight, anyone with a sense of humor out there. I just don’t like the way they started to sexualize the young children, it began with the elite, they could afford to hide it, passed on to the wealthy, old habits began to be shared, like very young children, then porn became mainstream as women were contained, till it spread to the internet and every user therein, you didn't look, call your psychiatrist you’re in denial, but now we have very young teens looking around, and the next step is the one that has broken the camels back, the very little children are becoming the victims of the children we tried to protect, and that’s when love ends, and we are not too far away from that..it wasn't my problem either,..well open your eyes as they say. Or like Stanley Kubrick tried to explain before me died suddenly, we all have our eyes wide shut…