war of the soul - only matters if your believer not a belieber

They never drug test TV celebrities, Important decision makers, journalists, or those that help form opinions, anywhere, never, wherever, makes you wonder, even teachers!

Do you have children, have you ever been a child, did you grow up too fast, were you allowed to be a child. The world is at crisis, the war of the soul has begun in earnest.

Dressed in robes, candle holders and incense, the ceremony begins, words pour out that no one understands, audience bows down, children in the gathering, wonder what is going on. interpretation of a story long ago, they are going through a trance, no real love on show. Why you ask is this, not far from the front door, children struggle with conscience, is it love they chase, what is it they adore. It could be the MTV, or another award ceremony, interspersed among them all, is a world full of sexuality. Draped princess’s bling happy daddies, trophies they give to each other, just one of their formalities. young one’s marvel at the glitter and the light, I want to be like them, the little one shouts. Bitch me hit me do you like it down there, daddy has a stiff one, needs some help he swears, children wonder what the lyrics, they don’t fully understand, it’s those sexual images, that they see they comprehend. first day born, they understand what’s going on, they are just meant to hear, too young to be asking, tender and in need of help, they don’t do much or stand, but their minds take it in, their little brains are being developed. And it’s been planned to be this way. this trick of evil persuasion, has been the cancer, tearing the world apart. It’s happening everywhere, read the papers if you dare ,watch the titans on the move, it’s going on everywhere, and like trapped rats in a corner, they’ll lunge one last time, so bewaret, for it’s been spoken about, many thousands of years ago, the scenario the world is looking into, the abyss that is not far away. Denial is not a river in Egypt, it’s the condition of the mind, what’s one more child for the alter of death, when they are hungry everywhere. In a small room men gather, dressed suave in silk suits, come in child she smiles, the thrill they get moves them, rag doll she’s told, they pass her man to man, young one knows she’s liked, doesn’t understand what’s going on. Higher up the ladder, she’s totally addicted and secretive, now they use her to tempt, like she’s working for the evil one. Reward comes in many guises, nice clothes and easy work roles, and it’s happening tonight, like it has been for years and years, do you not wonder how do many men get away with it, so many involved so powerful too. Well, it’s out, and those that assist and support such endeavors, can expect no surprises when the Good Lord comes…amen

if you were God, any ideas

Many folks said to me overtime, that I would make a good preacher, perhaps, when I saw the number of wars being fought over religions, the political groupings that formed out of religions, and the way religious leaders rarely follow the teachings of a loving God, and how most of them forgot the simple notion of loving, I made a decision to inform using words, without bias for religion in particular even if I’m catholic by birth, and Christian in heart.

I had the dream many years ago, and it all came through, I’ve been an outlaw all those years, but in the dream I was told that I would never be hungry if I was filled with the hunger for God, and acted accordingly. I have tried to do it as best I can, and I can say with certainty, every dream came through, as far as I wanted it. I was even advised to set up my own religion, it’d make you rich they said, that killed that idea.

Choices are an everyday experience, and I had more than most. I know that the one thing that is killing us, is the environment into which we are bringing children. Mothers privately are resigned to the world being dangerous for children no matter how rich. Children are taking their own lives in record numbers throughout the globe. If fifty children are killed tonight in any of the war zones, they’ll be forgotten by the next day or two. If the same children were killed in New York City, there would be a call for war or revenge somewhere. It’s property, all about location.

Be like children is the best advise you’ll ever get. Children don’t become bigots, they are trained to become bigots. Children are love seeking, friend seeking. If allowed to grow up in a world that affords them time and heaps of encouragement, they do just fine. How many relationships fall apart because one partner doesn't have the time to put into it, most of them. Why would relationships with children be any different…no time to put in, no INN to put in time…

Finally, before you line out more cocaine, take out your favorite porno movie, a third of all internet searching is for porn sadly, maybe your into alcohol, most of you are into pills of some kind, perhaps your doing it all, one piece of advice. If you were God, and you had complete control over all things, but you had to abide by your promises, and the day of judgment was around the corner, as it seems to be. Who would you take into your company, or what would you take into your company when the final whistle blew. Any ideas!.

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

wisdom speaking...

Manic news readers tense, white knuckle news, panicky politicians, everyone has got the blues, question after question, answers critical, what will the public say, behind the scenes spin doctors drool, another half cocked story, meat for those that deceive, public what you ask, minutes later they laugh over coffee, ever contact you, never, one day they might, child dies tragically, school mourns, counselors in, all on TV of course, looks good on paper, but it certainly ain’t, and it’s been like this for years. Control and control, same again everywhere, shutting out the truth, cause it’s hard to surmount, did you hear about JFK, che Guevara, martin luther king, ghandi, the list is endless, so many try so few get through, examples everyday everywhere for decades, titans rule they say, not anymore I can assure you. The dead weight of wealth, is like a rope around their necks, the numbers don’t lie, and they are appearing from the sky, daily, weekly, these last couple of years, like those sub prime mortgages, they offered the very poor, at least we’ll get commission, children left homeless won’t be easily ignored, the screams of desperate parents, the greedy folks who know, were all doing it, like those bells that ring out, the ricochet affect, made you a looser if you said no, worse than fools with no brains, fools with lost brains, if we all shut up, no one is going to get found out, think again you foolish fiends, the reputations you enjoyed, hidden behind acts of shame, it’s over for you lot. In the middle of the mayhem, the angels are in despair, so called messengers of truth, they gave the game away, sold out to the evil ones, it was all we could do, their faith as thin as wet sand, gave way before them in the thick of it all, and you want proof of this, it’s looking at you everywhere. So, were at the crossroads one more time, going my way God most high calls, or are you still going to stray. No one saw the titanic sinking, the fall of the empire of Rome, the collapse of the British empire, the developing crisis of global proportions, well it’s all in writing I can assure you, it’s just the hour we are not sure of, but when the harvest of true love is close to death, there will be some hard answers, and like the emperors of Rome, it all came falling down on them, while they partied to the end. Something familiar in all that, and I don’t earn a dollar, don’t need to when the power of love can change anything, this moment, second, whenever. When Hollywood is making continual repeats of old movies, it’s time to change I reckon, as all wisdom comes from God, all creativity is God given, how we use it is our will, what we achieve with it, his Glory or his anger, choose wisely, eternity is a long time, while death is only a day out for relatives and close friends to mourn you. Ever notice that we always remember the Good, so few of them unfortunately, perhaps it’s time to make an effort, wisdom speaking.

tempting Fate

Clouds speak, it’s happening, stars move, places shine brightly, others in the dark, the secret is out, God responds, acts of the heart, nothing else check mate. Dubious prayers from cold hearts, last minute requests, sounds serious, the eleventh hour, were long past that, it’s the harvest of souls, politicians babble,  among the rot, anything I can do, can you hear, tempters inquire further, evil worshipers everywhere, looking for the cure, the plague of the light, plague you can’t be serious, night follows day, truth was kept in the dark, then came the light, woke the souls of the living, world suddenly came right. Screams of horror, not noticed the change, have you not seen, the tender side of the news, the new pope even, a mixture of Che and JFK, the rapid advances in Dubai, the Chinese dragon’s rise, collapse of the monetary system worldwide, the assault on the tax shelters, attempts to create nuclear war, and the concern about children worldwide.

Sexual imagery plays all day, on the mind of the young, so does violence, remember that school shooting, the avalanche of counseling services provided, total shambolic attitude not changed a thing, bull doesn't work, fools nobody wise, might score brownie points, with the dullards and the mind, nobody creates no concern, ask the internet vice kings, could have been prevented, too much money invested therein, those gambling channels they advertise night and day, more honesty in a crack dealer, more love in an honest whore, there was a politician once, no surprises there, like that Afghani opium crop they are always screaming about, could have bought the lot for a song, still could to this day, same with cocaine, too much interest in keeping the problem global, excuse to meet up for everyone, as simple as that, heaven is simple as well. Actions of heart so rare, there will be loads of room as they say, in the fathers house come the day, you have heard the truth, I’m sure being human, be all forgotten by the end of a day. Cynical you might say, ask the billion porn users, and how great they love, might keep them busy under the sheets, but that’s about all. want to improve the world, start with yourself, begin to love really, put ego aside don’t be too late, yesterday would have been a start, today a day too late, but never too late to try, never too late to tempt fate.

what's your addiction

What’s the hurry, anyone see my V’s, they’ll do he said when she handed him the Z’s, that’s what she called them. What are you on then, work. Ambition, sexual prowess, what other’s think, does the news upset you, do you get emotional, see those dead bodies everyday on TV, wondering what the president will say next, too busy getting drunk don’t have tomorrow to worry about, waiting for the bell to go, cause you want to go home, wondering how you’ll get that promotion, flirting again were we, so what’s your addiction, are you running from set to set, too busy to wonder what’s going on, party to worry about thinking of yourself of course, well, what’s your addiction, don’t ask me early in the morning, my head is bursting and I can’t get a thought, mortgage is due and I’m running out of cash, can’t find a job and don’t have a wife, can’t stop thinking of all those young girls, sometimes I chase the boys, I do anything to forget reason-ability  what’s that. Politicians think in terms of how long they can get away with it, the rest of think about all the promises they made, like a long suffering wife we wait and wait hoping one will come along, ordinary honest decent and future minded, not the practical types that keep their own interests in the picture, all the time. Like a rich man wondering what it’s like to be poor, it never worked that way. Roots grow from the bottom up, corruption flows from the top down, we are the people who allow it to happen…so what is your addiction, blindness or something.

whistle blowers anonymous

Chemically thirsty he’s only thirty and it’s allowed, says so on the packet loosing your manhood they said, loose it no more a few of these and it’s cured, purely an accident but the chemists called themselves hero’s, think of all the love they created, he’s getting babe time again despite being near old age. ain’t no drug for love though that they can’t work out, if they could make a fortune the ecstasy brigade tried that, well if it stops you worrying about now, it’s as close to love as most people ever get, the troubles of the world are no more, you found what was missing from you life, can’t think of anything at all in the morning, you drop a few pills boy are you glad, the evening comes  you’ve been having the same conversation for years, rather than make the effort or such you drop a few pills more, and wonder at the magic between your legs. Suddenly your going prescription shopping both of ye that is, both well and truly addicted and the money is not as good as before. He runs faster the injection they gave him, the attention that comes with winning encourages him ever more. So what is your addiction love has left a hole in your heart, are you one that stayed home after you saw the great lark, a cattle mart a sale a look is all you need, up and down to the side and back leaving the eyes till last, knowing that you don’t want to share your heart, purely there to fill the space that helps you get over everything, done you buckle up she looks for her bra, your both soon back on your feet, strangers once you leave the room no second looks just satisfaction assumed, the drug will last awhile till you need more so you go and get it…then it gets dirty as you rise up the ladder, you’ve been compromised so often you don’t know where to look, promotions gather momentum you can’t believe your luck, two steps from the directors chair and it’s all moving in one direction, things are up and you still laugh about those things you got away with, one night your top of the world your untouchable you think it’s what people say, in your arrogance you believe it there is nothing that will get on your way…looking down it’s busy and a run around people chasing ladders others facing despair, loathsome you think how awful it is to be poor you suddenly think, then you break into a conceited smile thinking of the off shore account, they can’t get you your too far away from there. Politics they keep on pushing you filling your head making you think, yes I am I am invincible I am the king, women everywhere,

It’s about to come tumbling down on you, the foundations you laid were full of deceit and corruption, the company hits hard times you don’t have an answer for it, your exposed, and all the tight secrets you kept the women of young age and those others, for the closet never closes it’s just waiting for the soul inside to get out…whistleblowers need protection, from whom do you mind me asking, cause whose afraid of the truth, everyone it seems, time to set up a self help group, lets call it whistle blowers anonymous...