PRAY FOR TRUTH (a mad...man's rant)

Careful praying that war be the means to anything. War is not our friend. It will be our downfall, mankind’s ruin.

My freedom was and is written into the constitution like everyone else in the US, but NOT guaranteed.

My freedom to believe whatever I want, or to not believe in anything, is a right written into the constitution but not guaranteed. It is up to us to secure our rights, not through war, but through legislation or revolution or walking in peace.

Freedom is not only written in me and everyone else at birth, it’s also written into the constitution and guaranteed only by the whole citizenry of the US, not kept through warring, at least not the last four or five preemptive strikes.

When one says that God has granted everyone freedom, and then we ourselves forgo our nature and choose to rule via lies and corruption, then this reliance on the free will, the kind born in each of us, not, in truth, granted, but taken for granted, becomes the only freedom we're assured of and nearest the one worth fighting for.

War is not the answer. In defense, yes. But, in aggression or through preemptive strike, war becomes nothing more than a tool of murder.

In truth, the words that are attributed to Jesus in the bible, may or may not be exactly what he said. There is no guarantee that he wasn't taken out of context. As a matter of fact, it is highly likely that he was.

Son of man? Probably not. More than likely a prophet, a shaman, a medicine man, or something along those same lines. I am sure Jesus said some very profound things, like feed the poor, clothe the naked and house those without, and love your fellow man, your neighbor, Canada, Russia, Iran, Iraq, Palestine, China, Korea, etc, among many other wonderfully charitable truths.

We are all the sons and daughters of man. One seed. One truth. One. If you don't see that as the one truth, our kinship, then it is quite possible that you're blinded by "the word" and in need of a miracle to be upon your eyes.

We were given everything we could ever have wanted on this (heaven on) earth. We've no other rock that we can call home and we never will.

I believe we are thick inside of it as we speak. What is it we're to do, live in fear (war) or live in goodness (peace) as it was intended? I choose to live without fear of death or live in fear of anything, especially that which is not in my control. I choose peace, goodness. For me to do or for me to believe otherwise, according to my experience, would be a fool's errand.

War is not the answer, nor is the god we choose to worship, for man must seek, and perhaps find, in his own time and as he sees fit, truth. If he seeks truth through a higher power and lives in goodness, excellent. If he doesn't seek a higher power, yet seeks love and truth and lives in goodness, then so be it.

ROOT OF

"For the love of money is a root of all kinds of evil. Some people, eager for money, have wandered from the faith and pierced themselves with many griefs." __1 Timothy 6:10 It is MONEY, not the LOVE of it that is the issue, the true problem. Love, in and of itself, is never a problem, WANT and NEED, or better yet- the WANT and the conundrum of its very REQUIREMENT for our survival IS the problem, it's creation and our blind use of it is logically the ROOT. In other words, let's leave LOVE out of it altogether and deal with the facts instead. If money were not made by us as a requirement for our survival, we'd find ourselves in a much better position to argue of its need and our want of it. MRP Peace and Love © 2015 Mark Richard Prime

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........•SHRIEKING MACHINE•........ •HEAD-LINES• •RIP• ---(“Russian missiles blast Ukrainian military academy and hospital, killing more than 50, officials say”)--- There are no more lessons to learn here, no more beds to hold the human wounded, just missile’s shrieking their grotesque ode, The Death of Humankind! RIP, children of God… ---(“Hundreds attend Mercer Island vigil, march for murdered Israeli hostages”)--- Dear mourners, this is the brutal vacuum of a genocidal, terror-filled, indiscriminate war-machine made of fear and we are all hostages to its deafening roar! RIP, children of God… ---(“10-year-old allegedly confesses to fatally shooting 82-year-old man and his daughter”)--- I must confess, this is part of war’s shrieking, children lost with a we...

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sdrawkcaB nruT (Turn Backwards)

I have been witness to the four pillars and see no reason to carry death there. Doesn’t the world know that life moves for more than just the sons of Abraham? O! I see the stunned throats floating by in the dusk to their stiff-limbed sleep as metal rains down over the Jordan’s western prophet, children dying there. I am here, waiting, breathing in the dusk under the shadow of the patriarch, asking, can we again build the shrine inside the soul and leave our flesh to time? © 2008 mrp/thepoetryman

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