We are in heaven! Man is blind indeed, Love.
Is there no dignity left in our parasitic carcasses than this, our beholden is the eartH, the Heart(H) of Love, if eartH’s song does not satisfy, then man is too intolerant. The truth comes with both, spirit and the knowledge of Love and if they came at the same time, we’d either, wobble around drooling of our ignorance, or death would come weaving its potion over us to absolve us of our gravest sin. When did we garner the nerve to question Love? Have we questioned Love in our books? Have we confused the truth with deceitful lenses? Lenses so filled with beauty and surface that the eartH just has to suffer our witless imaginings! Will this time be the last time? Echo…
Not with my words, they mean very little in the larger scheme of things, but with my actions. Love. Action is truly the only prayer. If you see a wrong, stop it. If you commit a wrong, remember, you do reap what you sow, again and again. Remember Love. Everyone faces some powerful spirits they've unwittingly shoveled into their own heads! Reject another’s clutter, find yourself again, find yourself basking in the sun of Heaven, of Home. Rejoice!
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There is nothing to fear but our minds not asking the question, Am I in Heaven?
Dusting off the last moment’s trophy, if you steal from the poor to give to the rich, you’ve got the tale backwards to your grin. All the hate and filth you’ve stored in memory-tombs of your self-damaged minds, until humankind’s on the brink of falling away from the embracing’s of Love, leaves you on the soil of Love’s eternal kingdom, eartH, cherished in word and in deed…
Remember…
Is there no dignity left in our parasitic carcasses than this, our beholden is the eartH, the Heart(H) of Love, if eartH’s song does not satisfy, then man is too intolerant. The truth comes with both, spirit and the knowledge of Love and if they came at the same time, we’d either, wobble around drooling of our ignorance, or death would come weaving its potion over us to absolve us of our gravest sin. When did we garner the nerve to question Love? Have we questioned Love in our books? Have we confused the truth with deceitful lenses? Lenses so filled with beauty and surface that the eartH just has to suffer our witless imaginings! Will this time be the last time? Echo…
Not with my words, they mean very little in the larger scheme of things, but with my actions. Love. Action is truly the only prayer. If you see a wrong, stop it. If you commit a wrong, remember, you do reap what you sow, again and again. Remember Love. Everyone faces some powerful spirits they've unwittingly shoveled into their own heads! Reject another’s clutter, find yourself again, find yourself basking in the sun of Heaven, of Home. Rejoice!
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There is nothing to fear but our minds not asking the question, Am I in Heaven?
Dusting off the last moment’s trophy, if you steal from the poor to give to the rich, you’ve got the tale backwards to your grin. All the hate and filth you’ve stored in memory-tombs of your self-damaged minds, until humankind’s on the brink of falling away from the embracing’s of Love, leaves you on the soil of Love’s eternal kingdom, eartH, cherished in word and in deed…
Remember…
© 2012 by mark prime