The Blowfly would
like you to stretch your minds and imagine that you in a peculiar sort of
purgatory.
You have had many
past lives and you are presently serving time as a Guardian Angel.
This involves
guiding and nurturing and, sometimes, an unbelievable wincing as your charge
goes completely against a universal law or a simple principle that you managed
to get implanted into their brain by a well-meaning intermediary-----perhaps a
mum, a school teacher or even a parish priest!
As a Guardian Angel
you are also aware that being stretched by your charge is also part of the
game.
You are still
learning as are they.
But presently you
are really up against a wall.
You seem to have
inordinate difficult teaching your charge that he should not tell lies.
As background, The
Blowfly can advise that your charge is possessed of a strong Catholic
background.
There was a time
when you would’ve happily delegated lessons on telling the truth to the nuns.
But your charge
mystically seems to have been insulated from that lesson.
You were hopeful
that in high school his Catholic surroundings and a gentle introduction to the
views of the Jesuits would’ve started the delicate shaping of his mind in the
direction you had planned.
But still your
charge maintained a remarkable ability to insulate himself from the benefits of
telling the truth.
At University your
charge excelled academically but showed even more resistance to the value of
telling the truth. He also developed a few other traits which caused you
concern.
He showed an interest
in politics.
This was
particularly troubling because you knew that if he ventured in this direction
his appreciation of the benefits for being truthful would never eventuate.
You breathed a
sigh of relief when he chose to join the priesthood and serve the Creator.
At last you felt
there was a hope that he might amount to something and possibly also contribute
to the betterment of mankind----and for that matter Australia!
You did wonder how
he would trim his interest in women and his tendency to treat them with
disdain. You were also a little concerned about how he would deal with his
streak of bully-boy which had developed in his latter years at university.
But hell, this is
a loving Universe, and it works in mysterious ways, and after all as a mere Guardian
Angel what would you know!
Then your plans
for him started to unravel rather unfortunately.
He left the
priesthood and started a career in journalism.
It was then that
you became suspicious that other powerful dark forces at work in this Universe
were interested in your charge.
You came to
understand that this other force was countering all your best efforts.
This other force was
not to be trifled with.
You became aware
that you may’ve lost your charge to the dark forces but you never gave up.
You saw your
charge get a Federal seat, become a Minister and then become Leader of the
Opposition.
Then one day he
found himself as the leader of an opposition in a hung parliament.
His day had indeed
come!
Your charge became
very effective as the Opposition leader by keeping it simple.
He was able to
take changes in circumstances and portray them as lies. He used 3-word slogans
very effectively. He massaged the media with aplomb.
He was on track to
become Prime Minister.
And then your day
came!
The day when you
would be able to seize your charge from the clutches of the dark forces.
Your charge went one
morning to confession in St Mary’s Cathedral in Sydney.
He found himself
extremely troubled.
“Father, father I
have sinned”, he began.
“My son’” the
priest said, “what could possibly be troubling you so much?”
“Father, I have
lied to the people of Australia for my own political gain. I told them that the
carbon tax would cause the Australian economy to be decimated.”
“In my heart I
knew that it would not be because I knew that Treasury would get the
calculations right and that no public servant would let any reform through that
would decimate the economy because their jobs would be on the line.”
“And, father, I
just don’t seem to be able to stop with this lie.”
“Power prices are
going up and I’m blaming it all on the carbon tax. I know that is not the reason.”
“And I’m starting
to look like a straw man because my own energy minister and Malcolm Turnbull
have both effectively caught me out.”
“Oh dearie me,
father, what am I to do?”
You as his Guardian
Angel know that this is your moment.
You use your best
telepathic powers to get the correct response into the priest’s head.
It was going to
be along the following lines:
“The Creator
forgives all sins, my son, providing you are repentant and you work within the
light going forward. You will need to commit yourself to telling the truth from
this point on. Because once you tell a lie you will find that you have to tell
another to cover the first one up. And so on and so on.”
At that point you
experienced a great degree of static and you realized that the dark force was
also in the priest’s head.
The words that
came from the priest’s mouth were not yours.
“My son”, said the
priest, “you will find that you will be able to cover up the truth for a long
time.”
“If you want to
have the levers of power you should persist with your current strategy-----but
you might have to make the lies bigger!”
It was then that
you, Tony Abbott’s Guardian Angel, realized that the embrace of the Catholic Church
had not been of benefit to your charge.
For some reason
the Dalai Lama came into your head and that thought has been there ever since.
Your charge, bless
his soul, needed more Dalai Lama and less George Pell!
But, as we all
know, life is a bitch, and we don’t always get what we need!
Or do we?
nut job
ReplyDelete