writing on the wall

“It is also a warning. It is a warning that, if nobody reads the writing on the wall, man will be reduced to the state of the beast, whom he is shaming by his manners.”
Mahatma Gandhi

“When I despair, I remember that all through history the way of truth and love have always won. There have been tyrants and murderers, and for a time, they can seem invincible, but in the end, they always fall.
Think of it–always.”

― Mahatma Gandhi

(remnants of what once adorned a wall of Cong Abbey, County Mayo, Ireland / Julie Cook / 2015)

What’s it going to take…
What sort of revelation do you need?
What type of sign?
What is it that you need in order to understand, to see, to realize, to acknowledge…
…that which speaks of truth, reality and actuality…?

How many more will perish?
How long will you remain silent?
How often will you deny that which is obvious?

They each dance lightly along the wind

We sift, sort and pull out the lies, the half truths and the diversions.
All the while as those in authority continue shifting, twisting and tweaking our reality.
We are considered to be either mindless, clueless or too preoccupied,
as we roll in the muck and mire of our own divisiveness…

While Darkness bides his time

Meanwhile there are those who prowl, troll and seek… vowing harm, mayhem and delightfully even death.
They lurk about in the shadows smiling through the night.
Hearts are broken and lives are disrupted while we look the other way.
We wring our hands in our sorrow… never realizing our need for direction.
While the demonic and sinister contently wait focused and determined.

Amazingly no one seems to take notice that the time draws ever near… when life and death will catastrophically collide leaving mankind stuck helplessly in the middle…
Yet the masses continue wearing their rose colored glasses… blinded by the lies of want and greed.
The seriousness that waits to be addressed is overshadowed by desire, hip and chic.
The worlds we’ve spent a lifetime perfecting are now rapidly passing away
while the writing, which yearns for our reading is plainly etched upon the wall…

7 comments on “writing on the wall

  1. atimetoshare says:

    Amazing insight, Julie. We are so blinded by things, actions of others, words which carry no clout and have become a nation of apathy. I pray that eventually our leaders will wake up to the writing so clearly written on the wall. Time for a return to the Creator of the Universe!

    • Thank you Kathy—it is almost a helpless frustrating feeling—knowing what is needed yet no one seems to take notice!!

      • atimetoshare says:

        I know, it’s like we’ve become numbed to all the terror that surrounds us. In a way the terrorists have won, because they’ve made that happen. Let’s just keep on praying! Only God has the answer.

  2. Damn, Julie, here you go again knocking my very breath out of my chest.
    “Yet the masses continue wearing their rose colored glasses… blinded by the lies of want and greed.” What an accurate description of the problem at hand, and the father of “lies” is the one lurking and waiting.
    Simply stunning, my friend. Love and hugs, N 🙂 ❤

  3. Rebecca says:

    Hi Julie, My name is Rebecca Hall, and I’m sorry, this reply has nothing to do with what you wrote! I actually am writing because of what you’ve written about David Collins in the past. (I did read what you wrote about him – such a wonderful tribute to him and to the other men in your life.) My mother was/is good friends with the Collinses but she hasn’t heard from them in awhile. We were members at St. Philip’s for a long time and she was involved in the renewal movement there. Would it be possible for you to email me? If you can help in any way…it would be wonderful. My info is rebeccalynnehall@gmail.com

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