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An Inside Joke

FNB (First National Bank) in South Africa decided to embark on a "don't be a Steve" 2014. In a Facebook post FNB defended themselves saying that this was an Inside Joke and not intended to offend the public. Only the infamous genius whom dreamt up this concept could offer a defense, the concept is and will always be offensive, degrading and unprofessional. The public paid the price of this Inside Joke.
   Across the United Kingdom people gather outside their homes clapping and beating pots in support of the NHS (National Health Service) They are unaware of the fact that they too are part of An Inside Joke. https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cacerolazo
a form of popular protest! And you thought you were beating those pots and lids and clapping in support for the nurses and doctors who are forced into compliance with the greatest show on Earth.
Don't despair the entire world fell for this one:
Washing our hands with soap and water!
Washing your hands with soap can represent problems, chores and beginning of difficult time. Besides that this symbol can be seen as getting protection. Washing child's hands is a precursor of happiness for the dreamer.
Another Inside Joke! 
Sharks are symbolic and represent hunting. So as you sing "baby shark" to your precious baby, do you know what you are singing? None of us do. First the song takes us through the entire family of sharks. Then we hunt, then we run, then we hide. 
There just happens to be a virus on the loose, hunting us and we are hiding in our homes and running away from seeing the truth around us. 

Everything we are exposed to is deeply symbolic. Everything has meaning and it's quite incredible if we pause and look into all that we are subjected to as a person, family, community, nation and world. 
Trends come and trends go, but we can always rely on the fact that we will participate and we do not pause to think, we follow, it's a trend afterall and we all so want to be a part of the trend. We are the trend. If we followed our own paths there would be few roads to travel and many footpaths and lead who knows where, but we never venture there, we stay on the paths well travelled, This world belongs to the lazy and the heartless, this is not my world and not my home. I come from a place where we work, we sacrifice, we strive and we get hurt, but we heal and we carry on. Cowards that speak words of war and then hide in their homes afraid of a virus, afraid to die, afraid to live. 
Brave men who fought wars and took bullets hiding in their homes saying fuck your rights, I am not dying from a virus! Trevor Noah, a beautiful wonderful soul from South Africa lost to the elite of lala land and sold his soul as he sits and mocks Christians and says unspeakable things about Jesus. CNN asking us what would Jesus do as we hide in our homes and churches are closed. YouTubers after being encouraged to turn to God going on a rant asking us where is God? The Bible is written by men and God spoke through men, God speaks through prophets, where is God, turn to God, where is He? And as he rants this rubbish he is wearing a Trust God t-shirt. I can't make this up. It happened, 

When we speak of things we know nothing about....we know nothing of the workings of the Kingdom of God. We have failed to understand God lives within us and we are the Kingdom of God and Jesus is counting on us, He stood for us and we will stand for Him. God will speak any way He chooses and the Bible was written by God Fearing men. Jesus died for our sins, He gave His all and He returns as judge. WE all need to think about this. 



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