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The idea behind Confession Zero is to create an on-line presence with a voice that is expressly driven by peace and love.

I do not buy the idea that in order for there to be peace in the world, war must exist.

War is the antithesis to peace. War needn't exist at all. Peace, on the other hand, is the only means at our disposal that can help mankind achieve his intended purpose… love.

War cannot breathe or carry peace, it can only exhale hatred and usher in rage and revenge. War can only be eradicated through the dedicated implementation of peace.

Yes. It's hard work. Yet, imagine if we would put as much effort (and money) as we do toward "defense" into peace? We could begin to readily usher in fairness (removal of all the economic disparity found in the world) and move toward man's true purpose, which is love and goodness and stewardship. We could move toward the ultimate goal of love for all of our brothers and sisters (and life) around the globe. Imagine what we could and would accomplish with harmony for our beautiful home and her peoples...

Imagine a Department of Peace instead of a department of defense or war.

Peace is the only thing that can feed the hungry, clothe the naked, lift the downtrodden, level the economic factors, and care for our waning water and food supply...

Oh! What a joyous occasion and cause for all peoples to celebrate simultaneously!

Peace & Love,
Mark Richard Prime

~Walk in goodness~


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