CONFESSION ZERO

Oh, Love! She moves… Ask thy queen to hold back her wrath or there will not be enough time to convince seven billion flowers that they'll live forever if they'll but bloom with Love. Shuffle, schism, boom! Now! Love now! Bring forth your best and brightest Love for all to witness! Bring your tired faces out into the sun, laugh your tightening lips, cry your eternal joy, rest your tired soul and always Love. Love always. Love me for eternity and I’ll for eternity Love thee and together we’ll open Heaven’s doorway. Look beneath your feet, wait to feel the pulsating Love, if you’re quiet enough to listen, you'll hear it pulse through us all! She waits for us to receive Love’s signal to begin our collective and full Love. Pray we heed the call. Pray our answer comes swift that we might have enough time remaining to hold away her righteous anger. Oh, Grandfather and Grandmother, I am so very sorry for having wielded such man-made weaponry against the surface of Love. I’m h...

I could have gone about the business of Love with my sights set on what Love can do for me, achieve for me, yet I've done my best to remove the ego from belief and have chosen to humbly worship Love. It matters what awaits us in what we believe- heaven, hell, nothing, another life, eternity. (Truly believe you are in heaven and heaven’s where you’ll be.) Pray you’ve created something beautiful from out of your belief. Pray. ~ Lose the ego! Lose the ego! Lose the ego and win the day! Merge with life as it was intended. Live, Love, laugh and give. Pay it forward, pay it ever onward toward splendor. Look at her! Look at her! Look at her! She weeps of our foul wishes, weeps of our loveless art, weeps for our wayward spirits that they begin to walk with Love… with Love. © 2011 by mark prime

The pain was enough to make me cry. Her sky revealed my insignificance. Life is actually quite simple- Love and care for my home. Love is quite simple really, live life with Love on my sleeves, in my smile, in my eyes, in my walk and in my treatment of all things upon the path that is my journey. If I am to be a loving steward, why am I not bowing to her if she is Love? If I forsake Love, my imaginings will come true as I unfold them for all to see. The remedy for achieving full Love is to Love fully. Love, and I will be in heaven, sneer, and I'll land in hell. Love merely wants me to choose. © 2011 by mark prime