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Sunday, 19 April 2026

VISIONARY 26



everybody's got to learn sometime


"the only language men ever speak perfectly
is the one they learn to speak in babyhood
when no one can teach them anything"

Maria Montessori




I S I O N A R Y









algebra?  why?
there's gotta be a reason
to learn this shit
because this whole 'reward' vs 'punishment' crap
just isn't working and

I'm not a numbers guy


chaos and confusion envelopes us early on
and we are filled with 'ideas' that throw us off course
ensconced in the world's insipid ideologies
handed down first by our parents
then our teachers/schools 
employers and so on
and on we go 













quarter century later
gravitating to the big city
because that's where we need to be
to be "in the loop"
a place where we can BE
someone 


today's special
flavour of the week
employee of the month
pushing forward because
that's what you're supposed
to do


it's no wonder why 
we need to 'medicate' 
in a jar


ah - all those precious memories


back to the days when young students - boys mostly
were strapped for misbehaving (boner, I mean bonus)
for their unwillingness to 
be compliant















I need your lovin' ... like the sunshine


in an abstract absence of empathy and humility
deliriously distracted denizens

 harassing those who are independent thinkers
for being unwilling to learn 
how to play the game
properly

it is a simple message
play by the rules and you'll be rewarded
question them and you'll be punished
plain and simple













truth is

we learn to 'adapt' to our surroundings
at an early age - reprimanded for rebelling
when in fact challenging the system 
is what all great thinkers did/do
to this day

only all too often many (most) of us are convinced 
early on that what we ultimately want
is something not possible

fear is instilled, then 
the waiting game begins

waiting for something better to come along
and release us from the cage
only it never does

accepting our fate, our chosen destiny
chosen by others - quietly coming to terms
with the crappy hand of cards we've been dealt because

that's just what you do
go ahead, have your way with me

I surrender



change your heart - look around you



I'm in heaven - I mean
ok, maybe I'll get lucky some day
maybe God will come down and give me a lap-dance
but only if I stick to the plan
and never question
the truth 

creature comforts
in the pleasure dome
glued to our sacred sacraments
in HD on our soiled screens

waiting
 













it's just a theory
that makes a lot more sense
to me 




I S I O N A R Y




as an artist/composer looking back
my favourite musical compositions are always
those created and conceived (and recorded) 
in a very short time-frame (minutes/hours)

thinking about it too much
just made it more elusive, distant
it's like it just arrives 
out of nowhere
 

with a simple invitation 















visionaries 
are those who see light in the darkness and quickly harness it
instead of ignoring the signs and signals

embracing them
turning nothing into something


change your heart
it will astound you 


if you care for your children
keep their environment uncluttered
free of useless gadgets and distractions
keep your conversation honest and straight-forward
free of control and manipulation
free of hidden agendas
free of fear
breathe













everybody's got to learn sometime



keeping one's decisions fair and generous
free of punishment and shame

and (most importantly) - free of blame

because fundamentally
we are all guilty 

of nothing





dedicated to Maria Montessori (1870-1952) 









Thursday, 25 September 2025

STRANGER (the story)

 


STRANGER (the story)


The taking of America is much like seducing a woman.

Some skill is required before raping her.



watch the clip/video STRANGER 25 below/bottom










For those new to the Sunday Sermon, I ask that we join

in prayer … bow your heads … 


If my people, which are called by my name

shall humble themselves and pray, and seek my face and

shall turn from their wicked ways; then will I hear from Heaven,

and will forgive their sin, and will heal their land.


II Chronicles 7:14



Friends … laymen, lackeys and lackluster loyalists.

Our healing requires courage & charisma. That’s where I come in.

That be ME. Your sterling servant and salacious sycophant in waiting.

The Star Spangled Banner isn’t just our calling, it’s a service.

Submit to Jesus and elevate your service - to God and country.


Praise be.


Another glorious day brethren.  An opportunity to frame your future.

Welcome to our Lord’s labyrinth. A safe place to stay, pray & play

but act NOW! Yes, this is a one time offer …


Up to 90% off but only if you subscribe today. No refunds, no returns.

Our Father is a busy man with a preeminent plan. Thank you.

Your patronage is a prelude to peace and prosperity.

We must listen and learn from his grace in his humility.

Rejoicing in mankind’s newfound hyper-masculinity.


Our first topic for today’s mass moratorium? Discipline.











Don’t talk to strangers! 

What did I TELL you? 


What happened? Did you forget the rule? Get over here. NOW!

For the most part, this conclusion is buried in the master’s mind.

It’s all rather alarming how quickly our little ones forget. BAD girl!

Sitting on his lap, wrapping her ambient arms around him … sad.

That prurient pout - pronounced in her punitive positioning.


That faint floral fragrance - soft supple skin - simple. 


My God, you’re beautiful … 

Kissing you on the cheek, breathing into your ear …

caressing your bare leg up and under your mini-skirt.

Sweet sixteen; sultry - seriously sumptuous. Stupid AF lol.

In this scolding sermon, in a dramatic design … dripping.


Right. Let’s just make one thing perfectly clear …

as your celebrated caretaker, I’m here to take care of you.

It’s about your Daddy need.  Shall we proceed?


Pay attention … listen and learn.

What I need you to understand, is why I’m in charge here. 















An hour earlier …


Crowded frequencies - razor hocus pocus focus. I think I see her.

YES! Let’s pull a rabbit out of hat shall we? At long last, jubilation.

Tall, fair, legs, languid, liquid. Limping into me. Laminating my loins,

brandishing my brand before buffing my bishop and worshipping my willy.

 

Crowd noise — silent slurs under my breath, as my furious faith frothing …

busting nut after nut. Jesus. Need to ignore that. I’m a semi-stacked party pack

In willowy weather, prone to ball blasting pleasure in my teeny weeny treasure trove.

In a boisterous buffet of honey bunny bimbos. Razor hocus pocus focus - wait. 

Shit! Do I need a condom? Na. Protection is for protagonists. Wakey wakey.

Time to meet snaky. 


The seduction is silent, succulent, sensuous, soft, slippery, sticky …

Hey stranger. It’s not that I’m here to hurt you; God forbid - no!

I just want to take you to my special place where almost no one goes.

The promised land is so much more than they claim it is, and I have access,

Let me show you. Sinful, sensuous schematic - simple. Milk and honey.

You like nice things, yes? I have money. Lots and lots of money.


Your vacuous vernacular is sweet. Where did you say you were from?

Slovenia? Nice. You look hot baby. Nice ass. As you can see, I’m a good catch.

Dance for me.


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In closing: 


Lord Jesus, we thank you for loving us despite our many stumbles and failings.

Please forgive our missteps and guide us as we seek to serve you wholeheartedly.

Lord, please help us to be faithful followers of Christ. Praying for your acceptance.

Help us never to be ashamed to live our lives according to your commands.


We long to be more like you.

Amen.











He tells me that I’m beautiful; that he needs me

That I’m good at what I do. A good girl.

I’m loved here. 








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