Monthly Archives: September 2014

Strained My Old

Oh how it aches,
It creaks and cracks
It denies my denial
This battle will go on
Maybe to the grave
But for now
In the midst of the struggle
I think I’ve strained my old


Road Safety

I have an invention, which you may hate
But in my mind, it’s gonna be great
This time next year, with help from my mates
They’ll haul my money in very large crates

There are some things we’ll need
Let me first try to sow the seed
When a driver rubber necks to inspect
We need some sensors that can detect

For when the incident has nothing to do with you
And you slow the road to a halt , making it faster to travel on shoe
The solution is simple with my methodology
If we can figure a way to work the technology

A mechanical hand appears from the wheel
Swiftly it shall deliver a slap to the chops that you will surely feel
Then as your attention returns to the road
I shall collect a royalty cheque as you cuss me like a toad


We Take Things For Granted

We take things for granted

And so we should

Is that not, at least partially, the point in freedom?


Otherwise we could spent every waking moment

Wracked in agony

Crying at the things that have gone before us


Look at the things going on right now

Surely every word uttered

Would be one of mourning or regret or sadness


My eternal gratitude is there for those who have sacrificed

Recently, before I was born, before my parents were born

That such sacrifices are necessary saddens and sickens me


So occasionally I take my freedom for granted, consciously

Otherwise, I would be paralyzed by remorse

And your sacrifice would have been for naught


The Council

The council gathers in the royal courts, the splendor of the surroundings beautiful beyond description, more magnificent than you would imagine any hand could make. The muffled whispers are ceased upon the pounding of a gavel, pure silence follows and the proceedings begin.

“So Yejshu, tell me of the progress in the 2nd Gamma Nebulous”


“Well my Lord, they continue to astound with their technical developments, they are clearly the most advanced species in the universe. They continue to follow your laws flawlessly; they are an example to all”


“And love? Do they have love yet?”


“No my Lord, I am afraid that the concept continues to elude them.”


“Such a shame, their legal perfection seems that it will be a permanent obstacle to them experiencing the purpose of life. Still, they are part of the plan, maybe one day we can help them to understand love.”


“Yes my Lord, as you wish”


“Gabriel, tell me of the new planet in your galaxy, how is it looking.”


“Wondrous my Lord, the formation is just about complete, it is utterly stunning, the possibilities for it are endless You have outdone yourself. I anticipate that it will be ready for the population of life within a hundred and fifty centuries or so.”


“Earth centuries?”


“Yes my Lord, I apologize, You had me there for so long, sometimes I struggle to adjust my measurements to the new galaxy.”


“Fear not my friend, your affection for earth has always pleased me.”


In the back, Xavier offered a quiet whisper; “why do we have to do this? I mean, doesn’t he already know? Isn’t he all seeing, all present & all knowing?”


“Hush you fool, this is not the time or the place”, Jacob retorted


“Xavier? Step forwards, it seems you have questions for Me.”


“Err, no sir, sorry sir, I just, I err, I’m sorry My Lord.”


“It is ok young child. Everyone has questions when they first join the council. You are very privileged to be here, Jacob will teach you all you need to know, he is an excellent teacher.


You are correct in saying that this could be unnecessary if I chose for it to be, but what then would I do? Sit in a corner knowing all, seeing all & slowly dying? The point of creation is love my child, it is relationships, that is why we meet like this, that is why we have the council, love is what sustains all of creation, it is what sustains Me. The entire universe is molded around this concept, everywhere you look they see us even when they do not realize it. We are the example that they were created to follow. Although sometimes even creation itself teaches us things and we follow their example. Step back now my child, watch, listen and learn.”


“Tell Me, where is my son?”


“He prays my Lord, without ceasing”


“Summon Him, He must give His report too”


Moments later:


“Father, sorry I am late, there is much good work to oversee on earth these days”


“My Son, tell me, what is happening on earth? Your enemy reports to me that the jewel in my creation should be regarded as my biggest mistake, that his servants outnumber yours. He claims that hate and greed rule the planet, genocide, rape and murder continue unabated. War proliferates, suffering and abuse untold, even My very existence is rejected in many quarters. Tell me Son, is it as bad as he claims? Is it time to end it? Shall we begin earth’s rapture?”


“Oh Father, Father. You know my enemy’s despicable ways all he can do is lie. You of all know that if he is telling you these things they are founded in deception. Just as I defeated his power through death when you allowed me to go to earth, so will the truth defeat his lies, Your light will shine and cast out his darkness as always.”


“Go ahead my Son, tell me the truth, speak to me of the light still shining on earth. For it is easy for Me to see how he believes what he says to be true.”


“It is true that the problems of hate and greed continue to exist, there are still wars, atrocities, abuse, neglect and suffering. Yet Father, these things are not as great as they have been in previous centuries, progress is slow but it is true. Most countries are now trying to help others rather than conquer them, there is more equality than ever, slavery moves daily closer to being eradicated and diseases are cured quicker and more effectively than ever before. The poor are being fed, healed and helped in more places than ever before. For all the publicized hate, there is an even bigger growth of love with pure motives.


Satan has his agents delivering the news as though it were the end days and at the same time has people believing they are all alone in the universe. However, these same lines of communication, the sharing of information through technology that they have finally grown into, are freeing thousands and thousands of souls.


Father, it is finally happening, we are slowly destroying religion and releasing true believers, more people are entering the Kingdom and are living in freedom than ever before. No longer can the rulers control the flow of information, the flow of truth to the people.  Father, the Spirit reports more signs and wonders and miracles being performed in Our name than there has been since the first generation graduated.


Those who have eyes to see can clearly see that this is the greatest time in the history of earth. Those who are blind to the truth either fear the rapture or are so empty that they believe nothing. Father, if we can keep making progress, we may be able to avoid the need for the apocalypse altogether.”


“My Son, you know how to warm my heart. Tell me, when do you think they will be ready to leave the earth and meet other species?”


“They are getting close, maybe only a few hundred more of their years. Unfortunately I think they will develop the technology before fully develop the social understanding. Yet for all their short comings, they will always carry love with them & their love will cover a multitude of misgivings. Yet it would be fascinating even today to see if they could teach the 2nd Gamma Nebulous how to love.”

“One day my Son, one day. You must be patient, we all must be patient. It is such a joy to see all of creation grow like this. Soon I shall tell you of the next stage of My plan, very soon, but for now the council is dismissed, we meet again tomorrow, those who are scheduled to update please ensure you are prepared.”


The gavel pounds once more and they exit the courts fervently discussing the day’s proceedings, eagerly anticipating what will be told tomorrow of the 11th dimension and the Fornax.




13 Years

13 years to mourn

Yet the grief is still as real

13 years to heal

Yet the wounds remain fresh

13 years to feel

Yet we see compassion turn to contempt


They say Never Forget

Tell me? How could We?

Always Remember?

Yet some memories continue to fail


Take a step back today

Pause from your agenda

Your propaganda

Remember what is truly important

Not politics or bickering

Certainly not hate


13 years to the day

Remember love

Remember sympathy

Allow yourself to feel


13 years to the day, remember to pray for those irreparably broken



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Still Summer

Here it comes, mercury rising

The warning is over

The attack has begun

The furnace arrives

On a tidal wave of sweat


It is strange how things evolve

What was once a welcome change

A comfort, the promise of new

Is now a test of endurance



Following 25 years of damp cold

A great thaw ensued

Now, no longer, now overdone

Yet the annual temptation to leave

Passes almost as suddenly as it arrives



I actually wrote most of this at the beginning of summer, then it was relatively pleasant for a few weeks & I decided not to post it. Yet here we are in September, still in the high 90s (mid 30s C) & despite it being a “very mild summer”, it is still bloody hot & I am so over it. I want to go outside during the day & not have to immediately take a shower! I don’t miss England all that often, but when I do, it is usually in the middle of a Texas summer 🙂