Busy Must Be The Pen

 

Introduction


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Standing up for others, speaking out against ill.


"Civilization today reminds me of an ape with a blowtorch playing in a room full of dynamite. It looks
like the monkeys are about to
operate the zoo, and the inmates are taking over the asylum."
Vance Havner (1901-1986)


IF WE TRULY CARE,
WE WON'T BE SILENT,
WE WON'T STAY STILL,

WE WON'T GO AWAY,
AND WE WON'T FOLD UP.



"To find a man who in plain terms and without guile speaks his mind with frankness,
and neither for the sake of reputation or for gain makes false pretensions, but out of
good will and concern for his fellow-men stands ready, if need be, to submit to ridicule
and to the disorder and the uproar of the mob
—to find such a man as that is not easy,
but rather the good fortune of a very lucky city, so great is the dearth of noble, independent souls and such the abundance of toadies [those who flatter or defer to
others for self-serving reasons], mountebanks [flamboyant charlatans], and sophists
[those skilled in elaborate and devious argumentations]."
Dio Chrysostom (c. 40 - c. 115 CE), bracketed contents inserted by poet.




Dear Fellow Traveller,

I have no ill intent towards anyone, and condemn ill said or done by anyone,
the latter needing the voice and pen of justice, loving concern, and lest in turn, we fInd ourselves in need of justice, victims of hate, violence, oppression or cruelty, which currently is plaguing humanity.

And so, I do my best to spread needed love, thought and care, examining my own words and actions, thus being fair, and also mature and prudent here,
I not wanting to appear a hypocrite, nor off-track myself, for how would that sit, and more so if calling others to set an example, refrain from injury or ill?

But take a stand against ill and evil we should, because that is right and good, even though we may suffer for it, and given how many in judgment sit, but I not able to stand idle where others have been hurt, or are possibly needing a shirt, my conscience and heart too keen, and I wanting them kept clean, because I want love to rule me, all that I say and do, thus embracing honour and integrity, even if amongst the few.

Yours with much sincerity,
The poet, author




"A man does what he must – in spite of personal consequences, in spite
of obstacles and dangers – and this is the basis of all human morality."
John F. Kennedy (1917-1963), 35th president of America





Love Has Its Serious Side


Just because someone speaks the truth, calls a spade a spade, makes a stand of some sort,
Doesn’t mean that they are an ogre, a legalist, a sourpuss or spoil sport,
’Cause many who’re cheery, friendly, loving and kind, speak their mind, stand up for right,
And surely that’s how it should be regarding those concerned for another’s plight.

Yes, we’re talking love, a passion for others and the best interests of all,
Which is behind that stand, that straight talk, that frown, that hard but necessary call.
So lets mind how we label or perceive such folk, because what might it say of us
If error, wrong or injury continue because we haven't made a fuss.

And this all why love has its serious side, because love won’t stand idly by,
Not where things are destructive, erroneous, injurious, hurtful, awry.
Yes, love has its smile, but it also uses other muscles where needed, and
Who’d want it any other way, unless they’re living in some fairytale land.

All why love deals with reality, knowing some things need to be said and done,
And therefore, it sometimes having to pause from its warm fuzzies and wholesome fun.
Yes, love isn't silly, nor weakly, but rather, it does what love’s got to do,
Because if it didn’t, it wouldn’t be love, or certainly not love that’s true.

By Lance Landall




The Path Of A Loving Hero

Dear concerned one, aware of the burdens of others,
That cruel suffering of fellow sisters and brothers,
Which has you really feeling for them, thinking of them,
And why the cruelty of many, you strongly condemn,
And despite coming under attack yourself, dear me,
’Cause you’ve a right to be outraged, angry at evil,
Those callous words and acts, or that warmongering ill,
And the latter being where the innocent they kill,
And via such, their bloody cup of iniquity fill,
But whatever the ill or evil may be, you stand,
Speak, act, on behalf of those struck by cruelty’s cold hand,
Knowing you could be next, and that ill is not love,
Hence your warm heart, even your justice wearing a glove,
Knowing outrage should be restrained, lest you yourself err,
Forfeiting the moral high ground, which but you will slur,
And why you’ve chosen the path of a loving hero,
Kindness and compassion your way, for one thing you know,
We’re either a friend of humanity or a foe,
And you a friend of your fellow sisters and brothers,
All why you’re always looking out for others,
So may blessings follow you, and a protective hand,
For love is your banner, great and selfless is your stand.

By Lance Landall




WE can hardly be brave if we're not anxious or scared, and where there is no
potential cost to us.
WE don't have to be perfect before imparting wisdom, pointing out ill, warning, or reproving
someone's errancy.
WE don't have to ask for permission in order to speak our own mind.

AND SO, if it's right, and should be said, then say it!
AND a hero you will be, but minding the TIME, PLACE, WAY and MOTIVE.

“It is curious that physical courage should be so common in the world and moral courage so rare.”
Mark Twain (1835-1910)

“Not to speak is to speak. Not to act is to act. Silence in the face of evil is itself evil.”
Dietrich Bonhoeffer (1906-1945)





Ode To Canaries

Certain necessary things that are needing to be said,
Wrench my aching heart and torture my anxious head,
But there are those for whom such things should still be said,
Who’re badly mistreated, and some already dead,
And all why my concerned heart is feeling like lead,
Though my convicting conscience still otherwise led,
And thus I often feeling strained and sometimes scared,
’Cause those who mistreat, or boast of the number dead,
Don’t want condemnatory revelations said,
And in the direction of canaries soon head,
Thus I mistreated too, or soon amongst the dead,
And yet, those revealing things needing to be said,
That my heart may feel at peace, and so too my head,
For where’s the caring in leaving such things unsaid?
And guilt and shame having a very heavy tread.

By Lance Landall

Canaries (whistleblowers being the modern equivalent) are very important to society
given that they warn of, or reveal, what is very injurious to us, or others, but hidden from
view or disguised. Such canaries often detect the early and subtle signs of ill, thus
running the risk of being called a scaremonger or conspiracy theorist.


First they came for the Communists
And I did not speak out
Because I was not a Communist
Then they came for the Socialists
And I did not speak out
Because I was not a Socialist
Then they came for the trade unionists
And I did not speak out
Because I was not a trade unionist
Then they came for the Jews
And I did not speak out
Because I was not a Jew
Then they came for me
And there was no one left
To speak out for me

By Martin Niemoller





Media Soldiers


It’s time we saluted those journalists, reporters and media crew, who,
Bravely speak, print and show the facts, the truth, and who put their lives on the line too.
Yes, heroes and heroines indeed, who’ve risked their lives in the likes of Gaza,
Or paid the ultimate price, far from home, suburban life, or city plaza.

Yes, they having chosen the battlefield, seen the war crimes, exposed them to view,
They no mere channelers of the “official truth,” and nor stenographers too,
But fearless defenders of the whole truth, who’re oft targeted for their trouble,
That reality check that’s needed to burst many an ignorant bubble.

So yes, it’s time we saluted such brave, honest beings, keepers of the flame,
That light that shines despite any darkness and opposition, or wrongful blame.
Thus accusation or threat not holding them back, their gallant horse saddled up,
It watered and ready, no matter the road, no matter how bitter the cup.

Oh yes, they not channelers, echoers, or stenographers, and may it be
That their employers will remain as fearless too, thus not acting cowardly,
But rather, joining the media soldiers, who, though battle scarred, remain true,
Lest Earth be plunged into a darkness where even the faintest light won’t get through.

By Lance Landall


This poem was penned 31 December 2023.

Dedicated to the 248 media soldiers killed whilst on duty in Gaza,
and midst clear evidence of deliberate targeting.

"Real journalists act as agents of people, not power."
John Pilger (Daily Star, Bangladesh,16 January 2019).





How Do They Get Away With It?


Well, as with Donald Trump, it's because those who could do something don't, and therefore,
It comes down to us, but once again, there are too few, when there should be far more.
And so, it's either no one doing anything at all, or simply that few,
And thus how the Trumps in this world continue to do all the ill that they do.

Ask yourself, how many do we see protesting in the street over evil?
But a small percentage of any town or city, and so on goes the ill,
When everybody should be found out there, or doing something of some kind,
But sadly, despite some atrocity, the majority aren't that inclined.

And that's how they get away with it, not enough voices raised, feet on the ground,
Or those who could do something
— impeachment! — not doing something, nowhere to be found.
And the sad excuses being made by either, always failing scrutiny,
Because all, without exception, should somehow condemn acts against humanity.


By Lance Landall




Seems

It seems to be our human madness,
That we so oft put our trust in men,
Who let us down time and time again.
And thus how upon ourselves we bring,
Many ills that we could've been spared,
Which in the sight of sense must shout, "Weird!"


By Lance Landall




In Tune


Whether an atheist, Christian, Muslim, Jew or other, one thing should be so,
And that is, that both love and truth should be paramount to us, two lights that glow.
Why? ’Cause love should be found in all one says and does, its opposite evil and ill,
And without truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth, we’re pussies in the well.

Yes, love’s a doing word, and something that should inhabit us, always direct,
And truth acting likewise, keeping us on the right path, lest some wrong we inflict.
Both working together like knives and forks, both committed to the same task, but
Are only found where they're truly prized, and where hearts are open and minds aren’t shut.

So don’t throw the baby out with the bath water, like some foolish people do,
Having been deceived or betrayed, not minding who they trusted or listened to.
Hence we always searching, and letting love dictate no matter our misfortune,
'Cause love and truth are unchangeables, and we not really well 'till they're in tune.

Yes, to do what's right we need to know what's right, and therefore, truth having its place,
Lest we think something wrong is right, or something right is wrong, and thus love disgrace,
'Cause love knows nothing of wrong, and truth's always truth whether we know it or not,
But know it we need to, and love we should, lest without them both, our life we blot.

By Lance Landall




Devil-May-Care At Best

Oh, how we tell ourselves what we want to hear,
And then please ourselves with little thought or fear.
And in the face of confrontation,
We’re heard to quickly utter condemnation,
Thus justifying the continuation
Of our ignorant self-incrimination,
Which ultimately leads to ruination;
Truth having suffered from asphyxiation,
Desire’s disgraceful capitulation.

And oh, how we search for what flatters the ear,
That which confirms what we really hope to hear.
Thus desire mixed with collaboration,
Personally appointed deputation,
Which never likes unfettered examination,
Nor waits for wisdom’s sound verification,
Thus sneering at possible refutation;
Nobility lost to gratification,
And indulgence known for multiplication.

By Lance Landall



TO THINK WE'RE RIGHT WHEN WE'RE VERY WRONG IS BUT A TRAGEDY, AND THE REASON BEING, THAT FROM SUCH, CAN OFTEN COME A LOT OF INJURY, AND ALL WHY IT BEHOVES US TO TAKE ANY CHALLENGE SERIOUSLY, THUS OPEN TO BEING CORRECTED, AND DWELLING ON ANY COUNTER ARGUMENT THOUGHTFULLY, THEREBY DISPLAYING FAIRNESS, WISDOM AND MATURITY; NO SHAME IN ADMITTING
THAT WE WERE WRONG, THOUGH SOME SHAME IF THAT ERROR WE PROLONG (THUS SLOWER THAN WE SHOULD BE TO SEE OUR FOLLY), AND MUCH SHAME IF REFUSING TO SEE OUR FOLLY, AND DESPITE EVIDENCE TO THE CONTRARY.




By the way:
Why is pointing out the errors in any denomination or religion important?

Because that information made public can help prevent others from embracing that same error.
Because that information made public can help those who’ve already embraced that error to see why it is in fact error.
Because that information should naturally be made available in order for people to not only make up their own minds but truly have freedom of choice.
Because people often come up with opposite arguments from the very same source as us — the Bible, say — thus one not only having to find and present the correct position, the truth, but show and prove the error in any counter argument, which some people wrongly call knocking when it's really informing and aiding.
Because certain beliefs that some people are holding to are unhealthy, or very destructive — ISIS being one example — and such passing from generation to generation. 
Because much that's been said and done in the name of God hasn't been of God at all.





Alternative poem.


It's Our World


Dear fellow traveller (midst the billions on this Earth), I’ve a message I wish to share, given your inheritance by birth, and your existing presence here.
This planet is yours and mine, it doesn’t belong solely to kings or queens, popes or presidents, prime ministers in residence, nor any government, even power or society behind the scenes, but rather, to us, the people — yes, not someone on a throne, behind an official desk, or ecclesiastically ensconced under some steeple; and nor does it belong solely to a wealthy elite, but rather, to us, the people.
No disrespect is intended here, but only the clear recognition, that this Earth belongs to humanity, you and I — in other words, us, we — not solely to those in power, regardless of their position, regardless of their authority, and including any majority, 'cause humanity is also the minority, given that we’re all linked genetically, historically, and universally, and given that such is acting humanely, quite honestly.
Though rightful laws and order have their place, no one should seek to conquer and rule the human race, and all who would seek to do so, by stealth, legislation or might, wouldn’t have justification, would be lovers of darkness rather than light, who though pretending otherwise, would ultimately catch by surprise, thus displaying their true face.
Yes, this planet belongs to you and I, who likewise, pressure or force cannot justify (despite how much we might try), 'cause the birthright of all is freedom and liberty (be that civil or religiously), the right to be left alone to live in peace and harmony, to be free from the evil plots, plans and tentacles of tyranny, and not to mention, the right to have access to every necessity.
Yes, we weren’t meant to be controlled, bought or sold, trampled on, sneeringly looked upon, coldly mistreated, shackled, persecuted or defeated, somehow abused, indifferently used, played with like marionettes, gathered together in plotter’s nets, nor considered as if just a clone, 'cause we’ve a brain, a heart, a dream, a path, a life and purpose of our own, and were born to love not hate, and to goodness, mercy and kindness radiate, 'cause such always works for the best, ensuring that all are blest, whereas hate just destroys, and all manner of evil employs, 'cause it’s tied to lust and power, seeks to overthrow not empower, and all the while, oft hiding behind a smile (which given time, quickly turns sour).
Though we’re humanity, we’re not some herd to be rounded up, processed and programmed physically, mentally or emotionally, nor were we meant to be serfs at the beck and call of bureaucracy, but rather, are individuals in our own right, little worlds of our own, with corresponding patents and copyright.
Yes, it’s our world, not the possession of a group, a majority, nor some man, who, were these given control — that is, of the world as a whole — would prove a threat to all, and eventually, flames of trouble just fan.


By Lance Landall




Take Iran, For Example

Yes, take Iran, for example, made up of human’s too,
People who have their loved ones, people who harm wouldn’t do,
Though there’s always bad people in every country,
Those who indulge in whatever form of criminality,
But that’s not the whole country, only those who’ve gone askew,
The rest innocent like us, those of us who’re good too,
So why are they bombed, and why go and ruin their country?
Their leaders not an excuse, and nor their military,
So why are they treated so terribly and unfairly,
Why are they and their kids wounded and killed so viciously?
They having the same right as us to live, to love and care,
Yet treated as if less than us, though same planet they share,
It all a wicked thing, the work of darkness — yes, evil,
For they have feelings too, unlike those committing the ill,
And why none of us should buy the falsehood they try to sell,
And because it all ends up in just another hell,
More damage to our nest; but goodness not their way or will,
Nor wisdom and sense, and hence why our protest should be shrill,
Bombing infrastructure but satanic, hospitals too,
Along with schools and homes, but this is what the evil do,
They not even caring for their own, who’re affected too
(Given the global consequences), thus so askew,
So yes, take Iran, for example, there other lands too
Where same ills have occurred, courtesy of those who ill pursue,
And who choose darkness over beauty, thus without a clue.

By Lance Landall

"If they don't respect our planet with their shelling, they'll hardly have any
qualms about wounding or killing."

The poet, author



A Zionist Holocaust

My dear young child in Gaza, how my heart bleeds for you,
Because so much suffering and horror you’ve been through —
Oh, the hell of it, the evil of it; how horrid!
My eyes searching aimlessly as I rub my forrid,
Knowing I can’t make sense of it, and wouldn’t want to,
’Cause it’s beyond understanding, a shocking nightmare,
And if I could, I’d rock you to sleep in my rocking chair,
Holding you in my protective arms, far from that scene,
Where the hallmark of wicked impunity has been,
And where war crimes have laughed at accountability,
Shown absolutely no concern for humanity,
But rather, a sadistic hatred, sick zealotry,
A bigoted and racist religiosity,
Responsible for decades of brutalization,
And courtesy of decades of indoctrination,
And now genocide by a far-right administration,
Whose twisted, lobbied narrative’s an abomination,
And which has left you in a muddy tent, dear young child,
Where there are other young eyes, once tender but now wild,
And why, dear child, my heart bleeds for you, and them as well,
For no child on this Earth should be exposed to such hell.

By Lance Landall





Alternative poem.


Leave Us Alone!


Yes, leave us alone, whoever you are, close or far, with your hidden agenda and certain intent, that’s very far from Heaven sent, thought often made to look so, but which in our bones we know, simply seeks to harm and destroy, hence those crooked means you employ, and that camouflage, or sidetracking decoy — yes, the cunning, the devising, all hardly surprising, for you’re not our friend but our foe.
You hide behind an institution, an organisation, some benign association, a secret society, or simply some authority, perhaps dressed in your finery, educated intellectually, and plotting and planning, covertly listening and scanning, directing each willing puppet, manipulating each pawn, using their weaponry, expertise or brawn, thus seeking to gain control, even of society as a whole, and where you can, or via some middleman, you flatter and fool many men, who via their clout or legislative pen, willingly or ignorantly aid and back your clever spiel and evil plan.
Yes, leave us alone, whoever you are, religious or otherwise, though often in disguise, because you don’t like inspection, correction and detection, given that you’re into error and deception, and oh, how deluded you are, for all you do is wound and scar, deprive of rights and liberty, midst proclaiming you’re no enemy, and that it’s all a misconception.
Yes, leave us alone, whoever you are, for you discredit exposers, do away with opposers, laugh at conspiracies, whilst in them up to your knees, and whilst withholding information, removing from circulation, forcing co-operation, defending some violation, even annihilation — for ultimately, you do as you please, and all and sundry seize, for your exploitation.
Yes, leave us alone, whoever you are, wherever you are, with your heart of stone, for you’ve no right to treat us so, nor to ignore and violate our “No,” be it via a majority, a powerful minority, some pious priority, for you’re not our friend but our foe. So leave us alone!

By Lance Landall





Alternative poem.


What Will You Leave Behind?


History records the rule and deeds of men — yes, many lauded and many condemned via the historian’s pen, for in this life, and here on Earth, men either let goodness or evil give birth, and when in possession of power and thereby control, either sow peace or fear in the hearts of each soul, and an influence too, that as a result, sees others good or evil exalt, and such also pursue.
Thus in our three score years and ten, we inevitably emulate those good or bad men — and in our own sphere, either sow love and peace or hatred and fear, and thereby, make the world all the better or worse for our being here, and leave others lauding or condemning our deeds, those positive or negative sown seeds, for such we invariably sow, and on others, good or bad influences bestow, for no man’s an island, but a part of life’s ebb and flow.
And hence why I ask: What will you leave behind? What might future historians find? Will you go down in history as one who acted self-sacrificially, one who loved and cared unconditionally, and who spoke up on behalf of the wrongly condemned and oppressed, supplied healing balm and encouragement where others were distressed, sought to find impartial solutions where there was unrest, saw the restoration and improvement of society and Earth as your quest, always sought to do that which was better and blessed, clearly practiced principles and standards that you professed, treated each fellowman just like one would a guest, and in the best interests of others sought to invest, or, will you go down in history as someone who acted very selfishly, indifferently, recklessly, even evilly — another blot, blemish, stain, that rather than blues skies and sunshine, brought storm clouds, destructive winds and heavy rain?

By Lance Landall



Dear World Leaders,

religious or not, we’ve trusted you with our world, our one and only world, and you’ve fallen short, very short, having just your own interests sought, and thus accountable you should be held, because you’ve let us all down, have hurt and harmed us, even our voices have sought to drown, and that’s not all, because you’ve messed with our planet too, and not stood tall, and thus how so much has gone askew, and all why we can’t and no longer trust you.
Love, truth and honourableness has not been your way, and why is still seen today, corruption, deception, injustice and tyranny, little improvement to society, and why we hunger for good leaders, those who’ll rightly lead us, rightly feed us, because we’re tired of the lies, all those secret ties, that warmongering too, and why I’m saying to you, a reckoning is due.
Yes, it’s time you mended your ways, there being very little to praise, and hence the poor, the needy, the homeless and the suffering, it all a crime, and all why it’s time, for leaders who’ve loving hearts and sound minds, which clearly reminds, that it’s all about character, because there, one finds either moral bankruptcy or integrity, and the latter being what’s called for, and why we’re feeling very raw, very sore, because you’ve chosen otherwise, and why in protest we all must rise.

In anticipation,
Humanity



WHEN WE'VE GOT A WORLD THAT'S GOING IN THE WRONG DIRECTION, HEADING FOR DISASTER
(FORGET ANOTHER PLASTER), AND FOR THE SAKE OF GENERATIONS TO COME (THOUGH WE
ENDANGERED BY THAT BEATING DRUM), THERE NEEDS TO BE AS MANY VOICES AS POSSIBLE
CALLING FOR AN URGENT CORRECTION, WE AT AN INTERSECTION, AND WHAT MIGHT BECOME?



Given that society is becoming more violent, debauched and corrupt by the day,
that atrocities that take the lives of the innocent are growing by the day,
and that the destruction to our planet is also growing by the day,
how can we not act and say, for irresponsibleness, indifference and apathy such would convey,
and more so if a Christian, say,
because the Bible says that this planet belongs to God, that they're to do things His way,
but that all humans are charged with looking after it, which still applies today,
and lest further ill and damage comes the next generation’s way.





Rhyming article.

Unbelievable

Despite the lies, incompetence, psychological issues, dementia, corruption, rages and narcissism, to name just a few, many are still prepared to vote for him, doggedly Red through and through, which means, we’re looking at a very worrying percentage of people, for what does it take to awaken such irresponsible people, who it seems can be talked into anything, and who seem to have no problem with a lawbreaker, tyrant, wannabe king, warmonger who wants to be another Alexander the Great, and Constantine (who also conveniently sought Church and State).
I mean, come on, these people surely can’t be that ignorant, that removed from reality, that unconcerned about repeating history, and if they are that bad, they’re not just a threat to America also, but humanity, and many no doubt selling their souls for Trump’s bribe of five thousand dollars; such people’s intelligence a million miles from that of scholars’.
At least twenty seven psychiatrists and mental health experts have warned of Trump’s dangerous state, and all why voting for him and his corrupt administration is playing with fate, but play with fate they do, self-servingly and deludedly, and how things have gone badly askew, and why some Republicans have even left the fold, not wanting a far-right, racist, President who’s morally bankrupt, a criminal — and going by those psychiatrists, deranged, sadistically cruel and cold.
And the evidence being clear, those AI generated clips of his full of a devilish flair, a mind that’s twisted, very immature and ill, and all why he’s more than prepared to kill — a whole civilisation, in fact — such nothing but steroidal evil, and yet these people still voting for him, unbelievably, or others like him, character meaning nothing, seemingly, and why I and the rest of the world are shaking our head, outraged at the rise in the number of innocent people homeless, needy, welfare deprived, suffering, wounded or dead, outraged at the sinking of that free world that once democratic things said, but that now, false narrative after false narrative has spread.
When someone’s as bad as this, or an administration, one must speak out — in fact, shout! — for sacking the best generals, the best staff, and installing those who’re a laugh, is madness, not just badness, and yet, look how long he’s been allowed to destroy that country, democracy, and yet, for his voters, still no alarm bell rings, and when he's gagging the mouth of any canary that sings!
Yes, unbelievable, as if they're on another planet.

By Lance Landall

A book worth reading:
The Dangerous Case Of Donald Trump: 27 Psychiatrists And Mental Health Experts Assess A President.
For more on Donald Trump, and his Christian hypocrisy, see my page The Truth About Love.



Rhyming article.

Something Else To Mull Over

When my wife and I are locked in intimacy, when I hug her on arising and retiring (given she’s so precious to me), when I’m face to face with her in verbal intimacy, and when I walk hand in hand with her sharing life’s scenery, I want her to know that I’m a good man, a sound man, a truthful man, a humane man, a loving man, someone that she can trust (and why loyalty’s a must), and this all why I wouldn’t deceive anyone, harm anyone, kill anyone, nor indulge in general lawlessness, nor corruption of any sort, just like I was taught; thanks Mum and Dad, and why of that moral upbringing I’m very glad.
Yes, I want her to know I’m not a Trump, Netanyahu, Putin (or Hegseth — oh, where does one begin), because how horrible that would be for her, how sad that would be for her, a man like that within, and even worse, in her bed! — enough said, no, I couldn’t do that to her, and I don’t want to be that kind of a man, though to be honest, not one of these mentioned is a man, they merely but men, and hence my pen, because I want her to be proud of me, and so that she may see — when I’m looking in her eyes — that there’s no treachery, no disguise, no blood on my hands, nor criminal interference in other lands, thus I no warmonger, liar, propagandist, deceiver, false believer, nor corrupt, dishonourable or engaged in any ill.
How dare I be a religious hypocrite, welfare raider, inside trader, bought politician, bully, coward, dismantler of a country’s constitution — no that’s not me, and such I wouldn’t want to be, a cad, a con, who the black, innocent or young (to name a few) sets upon, effectively a devil in disguise, who freedom and liberty is seen to despise, who truth calls a load of lies, and lies calls the truth, and who jails the whistleblower, gags the podcaster, media too, and when free speech means everything to me and you, but tyranny no respecter of rights, and thus dissenters always in its laser sights.
It seems there’s no man in that Trump administration, his picking of “Yes” men but an abomination, and why I don't want to be like them, too weak to condemn, and all why Trump remains, and not the swamp drains, but the pockets of citizens, not to mention all of his other sins, and their sins, because he has his bedfellows, sycophants, who’ve aided his coup, and why I don’t know about you, but I not wanting to be that sort of man, though there’s been some women aiding that man, whose partners have got a very bad deal, I believe, for such “Yes” men and women are hardly real, but a sham, reason to grieve, and who the door to rightful protest help slam.
At the end of the day, it’s all about character — integrity — which I want my wife to find n me, because that man, and only that man, is safe for a woman, a blessing to a woman, and her kids, children needing a memorable father, not a shame-inducing father, not a drug addict, criminal, nor who's responsible for any ill.
A bad man doesn’t deserve a good woman, and is a curse to any women, because he’s simply self-serving, a potential threat, unworthy as it can get, a clear and present danger, he more like a stranger, and thus she coming last, ultimately, betrayal in the end, undoubtedly, because such men have no love of humanity, just their own vanity, and all why the Trumps of this world love their image on walls, or in stone, it in their blood and bone, and why proud their woman can never be, and why such men don’t deserve that intimacy, because they’re simply users and abusers, which I pray I’ll never be.
And bear in mind too, that some tyrant you’ve voted for can turn on you, like Trump has already, hurting so many, and so, it’s not just about abortion here (dear Christian), but the supporting of an evil man that all should fear, and psychiatrists agreeing here, and hence that bigger picture, because it’s not just about Scripture (dear Christian), thus one not to be one-eyed, nor a prisoner to patriotic or party pride, and thus it better not to vote at all, than some tyrant install, and if you have badly erred here, it’s time to swallow your pride, and your mistake declare, because to compound your folly, is even greater folly, which leaves more questions about you, because vote for someone like Trump, one should NEVER do, nor for the likes of Putin or Netanyahu.
Supporting a president who’s against abortion, but into extortion, and the killing of innocent women and children, a grievous sin, is like voting for a devil just because he believes there’s a God, yet sin’s origin, as with Trumpism — he being the author of MAGA sin, that current ill and chaos that has both America and the world in a tailspin.

By Lance Landall


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Ed Sheeran is a superstar English singer, songwriter, guitarist.

Dear Ed Sheeran

The one thing that my Christian faith has taught me, is that there’s danger in neutrality (not to be confused with impartiality), and more so given the rise in atrocities, that warmongering, corruption, MAGA religious zealotry, authoritarianism, propaganda and white supremacy that one sees, and why society today is terribly unwell, all of which is ringing a warning bell, and thus a line forming, we either on the side of right or wrong, thus weak or strong, and hopefully strong, condemning what’s wrong.
Given tyranny, those attacks on freedom and liberty, and that Macklemore banning lobby, there’s too much at stake for any of us to be silent here, despite any fear, and the larger our platform — as with you, Ed — the greater our responsibility to share the right view, and thus you, failing to be a catalyst for change, which I find rather strange, because you did speak up for Ukraine, so why come Gaza, have you chosen to refrain?
As a result, you’ve not helped those fans of yours see, who’re on the wrong side of history, and thus we condemned as much for what we don’t do (when we should have) as we are for what we do do (any wrong, that is), and why Christians should not only ask for forgiveness for what they’re done, but for what they haven’t done, and which they should’ve done, and here (regarding Gaza), one wrongly pleading neutrality, because all should take the side of justice, condemning crimes against humanity.
The truth is, Ed, that the Gaza atrocity, and those attacks on free speech and liberty, are bigger than you are — yes, no matter how large your star, and so here was your chance to shine too, like Macklemore, but that self-preservation of yours causing things to go askew, and why so many are disappointed with you, sad to say, you having effectively driven them away, for where was the hero rather than that shallow celebrity, who caved to the clout of that errant Israeli lobby?
I remember Someone — Jesus — who, despite His healing popularity, spoke out against certain ills within society, and fully knowing He’d be displeasing an ancient errant lobby, along with those that that lobby had turned against Him, their plotting grim, and that’s what we’re up against, Ed, and why certain things must be done and said, otherwise gone accountability, and hope of justice probably dead.
All why Christ will be vindicated in the end, and also those on the right side of history who their time better spend, using what platform they have to speak out, and here, “Free Palestine” shout, rather than just being a crowd pleaser, settling for popularity, and thus how many seem indifferent to the repeating of history, and its gravity.
So you see, despite how sincere you may be, not wanting to upset anybody (despite surely knowing one can't please everybody), there’s that danger in neutrality; neutrality failing to name evil, thus protecting the oppressor, promoting inhumanity, and thus encouraging more infamy, and why both silence and neutrality is offensive to the victims of any atrocity, who continue to suffer where justice isn’t one’s priority, and where one’s seen as acting cowardly (self-servingly or unintentionally).
And like I said, we’re living in a time where we’re forced to choose a side, things having taken an apocalyptic slide, and all why Christ is returning soon, I believe, there being so many now who suffer and grieve, which He wants to relieve, and why there’s also that needed judgment day, because for far too long, evil has had its say, and why now, justice must have its say, and we starting today by speaking out, hence that “Free Palestine” shout.
So may such be your turning point, Ed, because there’s so much that needs to be said, and not that I’m condemning you, but simply trying to help you, we either using our lives to bring about change, Ed, or looking after our indifferent self instead, when everyone’s needed to right democracy’s ship, and lest it slip, because once beneath the waves, we’re done, nothing won.
I’m a pacifist, Ed, but if someone sort to do my wife ill, I’d have no choice but to get physical, for how could I just stand by, and why, we all have to make that call some day, which might mean rocking the boat, which is better than losing the boat, and Christ certainly rocked the boat when He was on Earth, and all how needed change gave birth, a tide of change, needed today too, thus enter you — well, hopefully.
In parting, Ed, here’s a few facts regarding those Israeli attacks:
The lives of over 20,000 innocent children have been taken, appallingly, leaving over 20,000 more with a lifelong disability, and that's just children, unbelievably. The total number of Palestinians killed exceeds 70,000, the total number wounded exceeds 170,000, and the missing (presumed dead under rubble) may exceed 30,000, thus possibly making the total number killed over 100,000, and thus 39,000 children having lost one or both parents, and that’s not all, Ed, and why things badly need to be said.
When a billionaire, who's on the side of those committing such an atrocity, shuts down the voice of your friend who's condemning that atrocity, and via interfering in your tour via such underhand audacity, there's simply no place, Ed, for self-protecting neutrality, which as you have seen, has backfired on you, and rightly too, because where there's such an atrocity, there should NEVER be neutrality.
P.S.
It's great you apologized, Ed, albeit late (and a bob each way), but the damage has been done, Ed, thus too late to shut the gate, and that apology effectively forced given that the backlash has been so great, and hence how no one wins, and your suffering insignificant compared to the Palestinians, though I have to say, I do feel for you, Ed, but it's like I said; and that love you sing about, is all about standing up, hence that "Free Palestine" shout.
And remember, Ed, Netanyahu knew ten days beforehand about that coming October attack, was warned three times, in fact, and also, Ed, that Israel killed most of its own citizens that day (not Hamas) using the Hannibal Directive, a known fact, Ed, and beheaded babies but proven propaganda, what we were wrongly fed.
And how intriguing that at the time of the attack, Ed, certain cameras malfunctioned (or were off), Ed, which were later seized, whereupon parts of the footage were deleted, Ed, and that certain ones were stood down that day, that others were moved elsewhere — and that some who remained, weren't carrying weapons, Ed.
And one other thing, Ed. On October 9 or 10, 2023, Hamas actually offered to release all civilian hostages, and this, Ed, in exchange for Israel halting its planned ground invasion of the Gaza Strip, but, Ed, Netanyahu rejected that proposal, and as we've seen, opted for genocide instead; and so much more could be said.

By Lance Landall

For more on Gaza, see my page Humanity, Gaza section, purple box, Home page.

To say, "I'm not into politics," come Gaza, is to show an appalling self-serving indifference to
an apocalyptic atrocity; it not all politics, but crafted and enabled doings.

When your religion says that it's okay for you to tell people to get out of their home, and off their land,
so that you can have it, and that if they don't, you will attack and even kill them...my!


"Open your mouth for the people who cannot speak, For the rights of all the unfortunate" (Proverbs 31:8, NASV).

"For I was hungry and you gave me no food, I was thirsty and you gave me no drink, I was a stranger and you did not welcome me, naked and you did not clothe me, sick and in prison and you did not visit me.’ Then they also will answer, ‘Lord, when did we see thee hungry or thirsty or a stranger or naked or sick or in prison, and did not minister to thee?’ Then he will answer them, ‘Truly, I say to you, as you did it not to one of the least of these, you did it not to me.’ And they will go away into eternal punishment [death, will be no more], but the righteous into eternal life.” (Matthew 25:42,46, RSV).

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Even If I Wasn’t

Even if I wasn’t a professing Christian, I couldn’t think of a more amazing story, a loving God returning to rescue prodigals once involved in rebellion, He appearing in the sky in never-seen-the-likes-of glory, thousands and thousands of angels by His side, lightening, a shout, a trumpet blast, that biblical Groom looking for His biblical bride, and those past prodigals rising in the air, once dead or still alive, it all worked out and fair, or so the Christian Bible conveys, but what of those who haven’t changed their unwholesome ways, or who’ve continued to act in inhumane ways?

Oh dear. Thus justice having to be a part of the scene, it sure but clean, not some everlasting hell, such but a skewed interpretation that’s evil, God not punishing forever, such neither sound nor clever.
And so, upward to those mansions promised on repentance, there joy in this story’s every sentence, a Paradise forever, nothing that will sever, experiencing what’s beyond one’s earthly imagination — oh, what an incredible sensation, and it all about individuals, not any nation, but a personal relationship, one built on faith, hope, commitment and stewardship, and from which the same love and ways are seen, a wonderful scene, no hypocrisy here — and wounding or killing, such surrendered ones wouldn’t dare.
Yes, I’d like to see you beat that, and I’m sure that you’d eat your hat, it heart-warming and hope-filled, a scenario yet to be fulfilled, but the signs all showing it’s near, then gone will be every tear, no more hate, violence and war — gone pain and suffering — just peace, happiness and harmony in store, and thus this story all about compassion, mercy and grace, an unbelievable love for the human race, a cross that was an utter disgrace, but Jesus Christ having made it a thing of beauty, a saving symbol, love having triumphed over evil, and thus our response all about gratefulness, not duty, for neither law nor deeds can save, but just that undeserved grace, via which, scarred palms we trace.
Given the state of this world, we surely need such a story, and what a story, the principles of love being in everyone’s best interests for both well-being and longevity, hence this saving, transforming, Gospel message that I’ve called a story, it both historic and contemporary, has a beginning and an end, just like our life has a beginning and end — and how it ends, being up to us, we either rejecting or accepting Jesus, a past prodigal or a current prodigal, a repentant prodigal or a defiant prodigal.
So, surely it’s folly to not believe (and just in case), and thus how we might grieve, because surely we can see the state that this world’s in, courtesy of what the Bible calls sin, society a mess, this planet too, and hence that coming rescue, and all why we need to know those signs that show Christs coming is near, He always fair, and hence His warnings lest we get caught out, and miss out, and He so not wanting that at all, but it's your call.

By Lance Landall

“And all these [faithful Bible heroes of all the ages], though commended through their faith, did not receive what was promised [eternal life, immortality], since God had provided something better [much fairer] for us, that apart from us they should not be made perfect [immortal. They will have to wait]” (Heb 11:39,40, ESV).

“For the Lord Himself, with a cry of command, with the archangel’s call and with the sound of God’s trumpet, will descend from heaven [at His Second Coming], and [then] the dead in Christ will rise [upwards to heaven] first [out of fairness]. Then we who are alive [the righteous living at the time of Christ’s second coming], who are left [because the dead at that time are already rising upward], will be caught up in the clouds together with them [the righteous dead] to meet the Lord in the air [the Holy Christ does not touch the defiled earth]; and so we will be with the Lord forever [are then taken to heaven, Rev 20:6]” (1 Thess 4:16,17).



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Justice

Yes, another reason for why my eyes are focussed on above, that God who mixes justice with His love, and love should, and as I too would, and given the corruption, evil and cruelty found below — yes, here on planet Earth, where midst the growing vulgar mirth, there’s atrocity after atrocity, courtesy of wicked people, and some even hiding behind a steeple.
Oh, the terrible things that we hear of, and even see, that should never have plagued humanity, but in a fallen world like ours, such is run of the mill, most hearts and minds rebellious still, and yet that gracious heavenly offer, to which, “No thanks,” replies the scoffer, or those to whom the dark things of this world are more attractive, sadly, and then there are those who’re simply distracted, perilously.
Well, the long and short of it is, that the right to judgment is His — that Creator of humanity — who’s deeply saddened and even angered by the violence, debauchery and profanity, yet still that gracious offer, but for how long though, and what might the signs of the times show — that chaos, misuse of power, warmongering, created climate change — yes, that sad woe after woe?
Well, that gavel’s about to strike, I’d say, and for most, hardly good news coming their way, for who has awakened, who’s sorry, who’s stopped their ill, now walking in accordance with God’s will, because grace is only for such as they, there being no other way, because love doesn’t reward the wrongdoer, and more so the evildoer, those destroyers of Earth and humanity, such nothing but insanity.
And so, love must finally wrap things up, our probation nearing it’s end, humanity having clearly revealed it’s trend, and tragically, that’s where things will end, we having chosen the right path or the wrong path, the way of love or the way of evil, the way of good or the way of ill, and hence God’s last warning, and why this truth should be dawning, for love will soon shut the door on the ark of grace, and delight or horror, will be seen on each person’s face.
Yes, it’s not a popular message to convey, but one that love must, because this day could be your last day, thus waiting being very risky, and when it needn’t be, so much to lose, and why what’s wiser and better all should choose.
And thus not that killing of innocent women and children, men too, not that wanton destruction of needed infrastructure that’s equally askew, not that religious or racial persecution we’ve seen, not that removing of money from the needy to bolster weaponry that's also obscene — no, none of this, it all the instigation of a fallen angel, a devil, the carrying out of his will, not God’s will, who offers grace still, but only just, and why your response is a must.
Oh yes, love knows that justice must have its day, there having been centuries of victims who’ve suffered from such foul play, and why their cries must be responded to, and why the corrupt and evil must pay, punishment sorely due, and why simple rebellion must face that gavel too, sin no longer to have its way — “Then I saw a new heaven and a new earth” — yes, eternal joy and happiness giving birth, but will you be there, because that time is very near?

By Lance Landall

“ Watch therefore, for ye know neither the day nor the hour wherein the Son of man cometh (Matthew 25:13, KJV).

"The nations raged, but Thy wrath came, and the time for the dead to be judged, for rewarding Thy
servants, the prophets and saints, and those who fear Thy name, both small and great,
and for destroying the destroyers of the earth" (Rev 11:18, RSV).



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Please Send Your Son Very Soon

Dear Father in Heaven above, God of love, please send your Son very soon — yes, very soon, because evil men are taking over Earth, and all why anxiety and fear have given birth, because they know not love, nor You above (though some profess so, but their true colours soon show), and thus we, who’re mere citizens, are in grave danger, things getting much stranger, a global net about to fall, and hence my urgent call.
There’s constant warmongering, Father, when rather, there should be peace and good well, not violence, corruption and evil, nor racism, prejudice and bigotry, religious hypocrisy, but love and kindness, not hate and blindness, but such ill there is, and growing by the day, most having chosen the wrong way, and this all why we’re where we are today.
Most don’t believe in You, hence why they don’t care about what they think, say and do, thus no healthy fear, their immorality sheer, despite Your judgement, Father, that day of accountability, Father, when the horror of their loss will be realised, because ill and evil should always be despised, not boasted of, like the many do — oh, if only they knew, but they’ve no desire to hear of such, and their loot and weaponry pointlessly and guardedly clutch.
The gap between the rich and poor is growing by the day too, such nothing new, history on Earth full of tyrants and oppression — and the rise of authoritarianism today, not just an impression, and all why there’s even greater ills ahead, despite that huge number of humans already wounded and dead, and hence my cry, the suffering great, the apocalyptic horses having got out the gate, and at an obscene rate; devils on horseback, and in high places, with different faces, and many on Earth unaware of the deception and trickery — and oh, how Earth itself has sustained much injury.
We know there’s no answer here, Father, such painfully clear, and no matter how united, but how short-sighted, because most hearts and minds haven’t changed, but have got worse, and why You have said we’ll see worse, and oh, how true, everything having gone askew, the world on a suicidal course, having backed the wrong horse, as the selfish and rebellious do, and why good leaders are but a few too — and a cruel global power, what you’ve said will proceed Your coming hour, and midst rampant falsehood, sleight of hand; evil men having always schemed and planned.
But Your Son bringing an end to it all, though first, He might be impersonated, despite this sounding tall, because Satan has always sought Your Son’s glory, it all part of that Bible story, where Satan tempted Eve, for he just loves to deceive, and swing things his way, and why with substitutes he’s seen to play, and all how Christendom’s been seen to stray, having mixed the heavenly and worldly, pagan festivals with Christianity, and hence God’s great displeasure, who’s seen to take stock and measure, for He will have His day, and why for repentance many should pray.
All why love must finally eradicate all that’s ill and evil, including evildoers, that all might be sound and well, justice having the last say, for that’s love’s way, and thus only those who’ve seen the light being rewarded, and all why everything’s recorded, thus for all to see, and lest there be a doubt in any mind, and thus God acting fairly and openly, and given we’re dealing with eternity, a Paradise that’s completely self, sin and suffering free.
So please, Father, send Your Son very soon, because it’s high noon, the world in a mess, few willing to confess, and plans afoot, and so many unaware, truth clobbered wherever it stands, and in its place, heresy or nonsense that is man’s, the world awash with falsehood and lies, and those destructive things that people seem to prize, and all why goodness and love is seen less, which one would guess.
Meantime, please give us the strength and courage we need, because the virtuous are sneered at, and jailing whistleblowers being where it’s at, tyrants at the helm, and how things are seen to overwhelm, and thus the faithful and true at risk of this or that, but as I said, that’s where it’s at, though many of us still trying to warn, despite the scorn, and doing our best to set an example, because if we didn’t, greater would be the ill and evil, and gone would be any light, and all why one must continue to fight the good fight.

By Lance Landall