corona virus space and all of us

Our biggest worry, the harm we can do, our biggest threat, the words we use, the door closes, alone in your head, no distractions, can you live with yourself. The shops are closed, the gym is out, what will I do with my time, what about my work, the worries rise, our worries, is there anything we can do about it.
Turn the mind back, to another time, the earth shook, the panic in the hearts, what's happening to us. The man of sorrows on the cross, he was divine they realize, how will we cope with this, tears of despair, how could we allow this, the reflection.
Imagine all those witch hunts, those great causes we thought, voices trying to out do each other, everyone trying to make sense, using crisis after crisis, to get ahead, one over on the rest of us, how clever we thought, then the Corona virus arrives, and we suddenly have time to think about it.
Get up and start again, lessons learned, we need space to think. we can't hitch our lives to the next great panic.

Solomon encountered the Holy Spirit, it came with many gifts, put your trust in me He Said, and everything will be all right. Imagine the sort of inner space you need, for the loving Spirit to be able to reside inside you, imagine the reward for those who are prepared to make that effort. Do you want to expose yourself to every sort of fear, when you can live in peace instead, amen.

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

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.

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.

on the love trail. ....

Part 3

My own journey in life, has had it’s ups and downs, and without going into great detail, I have been hot and cold when it comes to religious practice. Privately, I have always been Christian, not always publicly I suppose, as it has been with so many. I too lost my faith on account of experience, but I got born again as they say, and literally survived a few death defying moments. What is important is that I have always been aware of having a reason for being, being meaning, more than just a man who goes out to generate cash, a family and things, even if I enjoyed the pleasures of life, and will continue to do so, when the right time arrives, God willing of course

In gratitude for being given the chance to start again, and I’m forever starting again it seems, I vowed to God Most High, while recovering from an incident that nearly conveyed me to the next world hopefully, you can never assume anything when discussing the divine, but you can be assured of his mercy at all times if your in credit as they say, but I made a vow, that I have been very stubborn about, to do what is right, even when the danger to myself was great, not dissimilar to many others, who have done far more than me, I’m pretty ordinary actually. Don’t tell my mother though.

At the time of my miraculous recovery, and there were more than one, I don’t enjoy spoofing, it’s too personal, but at that time, the world was going through an economic revival of sorts, while the church, the people of God were going into distress mode, and faith in God Most High for many, was on the wane. So, in gratitude for my revival, I set about doing something in return, for the great gift given to me, a second life. Many privately, expected me to join the priesthood, or something not too far off that, I considered it myself, as I had been called as they say, and was aware of it. I chose to do it my way, is the best way of putting things, with the help of others. I did not want to be involved in a church that was drowning in political minded thought, as I saw the danger that lay in a system, where merit was decided by political association rather than doing.

Secretly, I concocted a plan, with advice from the almighty leading me, so I hoped. My friends at the time, were not really of Christian virtue, though some were. I guess the best way of putting things, or as a famous American pastor says, I did it from the prayer closet, and waited for the moment to come.

Through trials and tribulations and much more, the loss of loved ones, and the letting go of loved ones, to nearly getting married, and nearly getting shot, and many accusations laid against me, and much more, I managed to endure in faith, and in divine providence. What God Most High does best, is what any great father does, he guides you. I was not a great listener, I’m better at it now, but still learning.

What I discovered amazed me, felt awesome at times, nearly destroyed me also. Oh what a test he sets, but if you get up that hill, even half way, there is always someone on hand to help. It is that real. I’m ordinary, God Most High does not need us, we need him. But this I can assure you. If you act in faith and love through the heart, he gets interested in your progress.

Through a process of trial and error, I developed a healthy faith, made a few errors, as we all do, and began to read the old scriptures. If you are going to be pal of someone, you get interested in what is being written about them. The reason I mention all of this, is that I expect a healthy degree of scepticism and disbelief. I feel the same way when I get a tip for a racehorse.

Cutting to the chase, I got to a point in my life, when I expected my prayers to be answered, and they were, on oh so many occasions, a few times really, and always when I was in the zone. As a famous writing coach used to say, when he was giving advice on the subject of getting it on paper. When you are in a rut, you get into the zone you used to produce from , and you instinctively get into a gear you understand.

Going it alone is rarely the best option, but in times of war, and this is a spiritual war we are in here, it can be done. I am in the zone now, 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.

where's the remote

expectations rise, he's no dickens either, just addicted to himself, God Most High watches it all from above, it looks like a loosing bet, he wonders should he discard it or just click the remote, young man stuck to the couch, jumps from channel to channel seeking rest, at last he blasts soccer news scenario, something he can talk about down in the old bar orio, great he has the latest headlines, clicks the remote and trundles on down, pints on the counter, that was a great winner for united last night, he smiles and cheers as if it means something, he's well adjusted to the crowd feels right, later he's back home, remote is soon in his hand, back to his old self trying to keep himself and his mind busy for a time

, click click girlie channel is great, God Most High has sadness all around, just saw a whole bunch of Syrian children blow up before his eyes, where's the remote!

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.

planning - the best medicine

the light the light we must kill the light, they'll know our power is manufactured unlike the heart that shines, drained emotionally the warrior finds shelter and rest, while the pack of hounds chasing find distraction, in the vulnerable young and old they meet, irresistible to the prey on offer they feast all night long, they know where he is running to, they hope to be soon along, kill maim tearing hearts apart, the pack are as instinctive as a bunch of rats, they quickly double in size like the smell of blood and fear. 
wisdom seeker and keeper of souls needs support calls out to the lord, sun comes up breeze rolls in, what do you need, reassurance and truth he pleads, he sits quietly in a field of tall sweet green grass, asks for the holy spirit to fortify and strengthen him, makes clear the situation and the enormity of the task, another day for David says the lord there'll be plenty of back up, sun appears from behind a cloud it was resting just taking a nap, a burst of bright light and he knew the message got through, immediately his mind and heart are at rest as the wind across his face blew.
up there over there down there here where they ask, the evil pack chasing roaring screaming terrifying everyone leaving fear and horror behind, over there cries one out loud a sighting they smell blood and it tastes divine, they push and shove the reward for his capture huge to the spot on the hill, all of a sudden he's out of sight but the chase ensues as does the thrill, over the hill over the hill they charge like never before, a roar a scream an avalanche of despair we have him they shout, the pack in heat race over the hill and what 
must have seemed no doubt, what have we done they wail no where to go no escape for sure, as they fall deep over the cliff and into the sulphur lake below, something good has happened.

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.

mobiles

(south pacific song..there is nothing like a dame...hum this tune at the beginning...get you in the mood)
there is nothing like a mobile phone, nothing in the world, there is nothing like a phone, when your sitting
there all alone, wondering who to contact with, it fills your head with all sorts of ideas, and fills your heart with very strange plans, in a famine or a war it's good to have it close to you, that warm piece of plastic, that mobile don't feel very elastic, even if it's often the only friend you have, and now that the government is spying on you, your not alone so alone anymore, so don't feel bad. every thought idea hope aspiration, even love, can be fed to you, on a menu of your choosing you think, if your willing to abandon all faith in people, and place it with your mobile. imagine this, phones mobiles internet access spying and they can't afford to deal with the basic issues,  the sexualisation of children,  abuse of the female form, food for the hungry, and the safety of whistle blowers. i recall a time not so long ago, when the folks who tried to prevent the war in Iraq, were demonised, many had their careers destroyed, freedom fries, i dont suppose you want to be reminded, and the hundred thousand or more souls who died in the intervening time, on account of the terrible events. we made a mistake is not the words that come to mind. it's Syria's urn now i suppose, well it's going to end in ashes, and the same folks who fought against the war in Iraq, are now encouraging violence again, what goes on keeps going on, well. till the God Most High, turns out the lights, i guess we'll get a few warnings, as they say in Texas, don't throw away your mobile yet...is that a drone i see before me, come let me clutch thee and blow..boooom, peace in the U.S. starts with an explosion many thousands of miles away, big bang....there goes daddy and his children, ...sorry about that..who keyed in those co-ordinates..we'll blame that whistle blower...can anyone stop telling the truth for awhile...

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.  

Man Kind committing suicide

Man goes to war, willing to die for the cause. Call him a martyr. Monk self immolates in front of the Chinese embassy in Tibet, martyr. Man goes over the top, world war one, faces certain death, hero, old man can’t face life without his deceased wife, kills himself instead, criminal. Suicide is growing all over the world. Rate of suicide in the United States is 20% higher than in Europe. Experts everywhere, governments provide resources, spin doctors mouth off. We all know folks who killed themselves. We all know the systems we live under are chronically sick, I hope God most high is listening to this, and does something about it and quick. Sad stories we hear them all, Gun slaughters every second day of the week, nothing is ever done about it, young people read these stories too, children hear about them, you can let them do that, is there a scintilla of wisdom out there cause this news of disaster is making me wonder, what is going on, would God most high enlighten me please, and deliver on his word to make this world better, remove those tyrants and their sycophants from power, does he not realize the harm this is causing, it’s gone viral and soon we’ll all be sick, I know we’ve been warned and that we get the chance every morning, to make that choice, if I was a honey bee, just imagine it, flower to flower, no honey anymore, eventually I’d give up buzzing around, so what do you think of that, no warning at all, yeah, and we continue on the route the Titanic was on, eye eye captain, lucky to win those tickets for that free cruise honey. Years later at the bottom of the ocean, two dreary souls have all the time in the world, looking around and never seeing anything new, reminds me of those couch potatoes clicking through the channels, looking for something to excite them get them up, sounds familiar?

Man Kind committing suicide

Man goes to war, willing to die for the cause. Call him a martyr. Monk self immolates in front of the Chinese embassy in Tibet, martyr. Man goes over the top, world war one, faces certain death, hero, old man can’t face life without his deceased wife, kills himself instead, criminal. Suicide is growing all over the world. Rate of suicide in the United States is 20% higher than in Europe. Experts everywhere, governments provide resources, spin doctors mouth off. We all know folks who killed themselves. We all know the systems we live under are chronically sick, I hope God most high is listening to this, and does something about it and quick. Sad stories we hear them all, Gun slaughters every second day of the week, nothing is ever done about it, young people read these stories too, children hear about them, you can let them do that, is there a scintilla of wisdom out there cause this news of disaster is making me wonder, what is going on, would God most high enlighten me please, and deliver on his word to make this world better, remove those tyrants and their sycophants from power, does he not realize the harm this is causing, it’s gone viral and soon we’ll all be sick, I know we’ve been warned and that we get the chance every morning, to make that choice, if I was a honey bee, just imagine it, flower to flower, no honey anymore, eventually I’d give up buzzing around, so what do you think of that, no warning at all, yeah, and we continue on the route the Titanic was on, eye eye captain, lucky to win those tickets for that free cruise honey. Years later at the bottom of the ocean, two dreary souls have all the time in the world, looking around and never seeing anything new, reminds me of those couch potatoes clicking through the channels, looking for something to excite them get them up, sounds familiar?

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.