Willing Slaves

Note: I know from my own experience, slavery of any type can if allowed trap us into many blind addictions

In the darker past of man’s history acquiring slaves was considered a normal part of life

Mostly the so called owners often believed it was their God given right and saw nothing wrong in using force to capture unsuspecting people to become slaves

The treatment of slaves was little short of barbaric and it wasn’t until many centuries of this inhuman practice that men of courage stood up in public meeting and spoke out about the evils of slave trading

They worked timelessly to abolish the slave trade and owning slave, as no person wherever they lived, should be brutally captured and forced to work for others

They should also not have to endure often cruel treatment of flogging and being shackled and hunted down if they dared to escape

Although the slave trade was ended many years ago, it seems that there still places in the world that continue this outdated and inhuman practice

As to the slaves themselves none would ever gone willing into slavery, but there are those in the world who willing become slaves even if they don’t realise they are

Here I’m talking about slaves to addictions, be it smoking, drinking strong liqueur or using dugs which may seem harmless enough to begin with, but soon affect their minds and bodies

There are also sex slaves, selling themselves for money as prostitutes, then there others who are still being forced into this degrading form of slavery.

Yet there are others who willing become a slave and indulge in such perverted sex it would make you cringe,  they who seem to indulge just for the sear thrill or sense of power even though both are temporary

All too many people allow ourselves to become enslaved (myself included) by the devil who is expert in wicked lies, fooling us into believing sexual self-indulgence is not sinful

But anything that leads us to do things that become addiction, will damage our bodies therefore are sin

While God disapproves of any sin and is distressed at us for using our free will in such harmful ways, but still loved us enough to sacrifice Jesus who like the Shepard He is, longs for us to come back into the fold of safety and love

The Last Christmas

A distant chiming church clock reminded me this special day was nearly over, even though I had tried to make the most of this one day, by inviting family and friends and homeless people

I couldn’t help feeling an overwhelming sadness building up inside of me, with such strong force it felt as if I would explode

It had been a day of mixed emotions, joyfulness and sadness at thought of what was to come, for it had been decided by the rulers of every country in the world

That religion along with faith was hindering the progress of humankind and so they put into action a plan to remove the desire and passion of religion from everyone in the world

There had been talk of having one worldwide religion, but nobody could agree on which one and the suggestion of the Illuminati was not acceptable to any religions

So it was in secrecy they launched space probes with mind cleansing power, with full intent to keep the general public uninformed about this until the deemed necessary

Only informing Christian in December that this year was to be the last Christmas we would be able to celebrate, after that we would not even a faint memory would remain

The Last Christmas day is almost over, and tears fill my eyes and that sadness grows ever more in strength, not just because of my own faith that will shortly be no more, but also for all people in the world

Who would be going through the same sad experience, with overwhelmingly and destructive power!

I also am feel an overwhelming sadness for all those creative praise song writers of times gone by, as soon there will be no reason for them and no one who will sing them

Also for those who chose to dedicate their whole lives in service to what they believed was the only god, while many other places in the world have believed the same of their god

This day will end with the destruction of all faith, all belief, all of the passion of the ages, all too soon there will be no memory of why all believers even had that unshakable belief in a creator god

Along with all of individual holy books, from which we for so long had drawn comfort joy and direction from the words contained with the pages, which such power over its reads

Yet I still weep even more over many willing gave up their lives or killed others who opposed what was so fervently believed

There lies the reason it was decided to put an end to all religions, regardless how noble or perfect its believers considered it to be, and now I understand the authorities decision was right, and that saddens me too that we humans are capable of such crimes against our fellow man, and yet even I, at times have felt such anger that I too might have lashed out in such a violent way

That many religions have used their utter belief to justify killing other human beings, yes even Christians have been guilty of religious persecution and killing, no group of humans are free of that guilt

Yet I shed bitter tears at the thought of having no memory of my beloved saviour, who became my closet friend throughout my life, my comforter companion, my guide, as he was too many countless others

Now this day comes to an end, as the church clock chimes the final hour, I sit all alone wondering what this new life will contain, knowing all holy books will then forever be relegated to sit on bookshelves gathering dust

Unread, unloved, unneeded, and all their words lost with nobody to read them or study them

My thoughts now turn to contemplative if mankind will live to regret the coming dawn, will those who have already turned against religion have their celebrating cut short by the power of this mind cleansing

To find themselves also effected emptied of any passion or purpose, if not by that device then by the fact they will no longer have others to criticize or convert to their way of thinking

As the last chime strikes, I prayed for the last time, God have mercy on us all in the days to come, even though we leave you and travel into this unknown future without your love and protection

Will I even remember this ending and these words I have wrote, and will I be able to tell reader of a distant future that it was all worth the heartaches, or will no one even care about what all too soon be ancient history

Farewell brothers and sisters with all my heart I hope that all mankind will be reunited the one family of humankind and that we may share a passion for each other, and that we all may live in peace and harmony

Alternative History, what part of history will be yours?

Here I’m not talking about a “Back to the Future” type of thing, were one person altered another person present life by changing the past 

Exploring history
Isn’t history something that you and I learned a school, about what happened in the past?
That’s the way I used to think of history, as events that happen long ago that included famous people
The inventions they created, the masterpieces they wrote or the music they composed became their legacy left to future generations
However, no matter how great the people of the past have been, history is more than dusty old books or events that happen way before we were born
We are all part of the present-day history, which may sound odd but once a day or month or year is gone it becomes part of the past or history
So in fact each day of your life that you have lived so far, becomes part of your own personal history
You may say “I’m not famous” or “There is nothing left for me to invent” or even “I’m not talented enough to create a masterpiece”
All of these are excuses for not even trying, “You never know what you can do until you try” quote from my late father
Even famous people from the probably have no idea or intention of becoming famous, while it’s true there have been many born with the ability to rise to genius, others struggled throughout their lives
Such as Vincent van Gogh who struggled in the early part of his life and didn’t become recognised as a great artist until after he died
As to the alternative history, I wondered what famous people might be like if they had been born, in our present days, would they have still become famous or faded into a mundane life
Would have Shakespeare have written such elegant masterpieces, if he had been born in a different time and country perhaps the words and phrases he used would be totally different
Well that is something will never know, as that historical figure was from the distant past
But how about the ongoing history, your history in the making?
Everyone has the power to affect other people’s lives within the present day, which later on will become history, so make your mark and become an important part of history
Not for vanity, but for the enduring sweetness of knowing you made a difference