Oct 22, 2019

Father who teaches birds to fly
Father of all
Father, who teacheth the bird to fly
Builder of rainbows up in the sky

Who build the mountain so high,

Who shapeth the cloud up in the sky
Father of dreams
who turneth the rivers and stream


Going back to conversations....preacher Mills enters the building overhearing a chat...
person 1...`if for example a 16 year old female going alone on boat with her father for holiday. . That would perhaps fit Common assessment, here you develop framework`.
 . . Person 2  . .`but not every occasion?`
Person 1.. `Then hear that father recently stopped a young guy around 16 who was walking the girl home from school. Holding the young man by throat he threatens him saying` keep away from my daughter`...
Person 2 ..`Would that be enough..`
Here Preacher Mills jumps in...RED faced and spitting feathers says to all, but targets person 1...
"It’s because of people like you, that this society likes it is!”
Now what’s happening here is to do with context.
A Conversations in flow ,When Preacher Mills ,entered.
Is What he hearing with to do memory?
As opposed to what he hearing presently?
Because (a); not clarified issue.
                (b);The response is argumentative also rude.
                (c);But it’s unfair not just to person 1...But others.
Is the statement made for all who have to listen or is it directed to Person 1?
Alarmingly what is behind Preacher Mills’ outburst ?
 Could he be in dispute with child?
 Could he be an abuser?
 All worth considering, why? 
Due to nature of the outburst, intervention and reaction physically, RED face and anger felt by all listening...

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But had this thing, can only call hope. Hope or Faith ?

T here was chaos that l just didn't quite recognise. Feel that's known by those `creating the chaos`. Long Hospital corridors, 36 ho...

MAYBE WE WON`T MEET AGAIN

. . . she got a postcard in the mail
That just said Heaven,with a picture of the ocean and the beach
The simple words he wrote her
Said he loved her
How he'd hold her if his arms would reach
Wish you were here, wish you could see this place
Wish you were near,Wish I could touch your face
The weather's nice, it's paradise
It's summertime all year and there's some folks we know
They say, "Hello, "
I miss you so, wish you were here"