I’m in Heaven and Everyone’s Spirit is Affecting My Journey.

I’m in heaven and everyone’s spirit is effecting my journey.

Those of you that sense the idea that something’s not right, remember, you’re an animal and instinct is older than word.

This is the greatest recollection I've had since the grandmother told me what for and landed me upon heavenly earth to believe. Remember it until it becomes second nature, the moment of instinct…

(Silence)

I have yet to rid all of my fears to bring my belief forth complete, what I remember, what I don’t, now falling out of my mouth like gallons of living spirit breathing through me. Giving my mind away is my anecdote for any wrong I may have caused another and for any spirit that I may have harmed along the way.

Go out into the night sky, Mark, and watch the stars more than television or any other glass screen staring up at you without the countenance of love. Get rid of your foul noise and hold love tenderly.

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I am the scribe of my own war. “The greatest foe was myself and my imagination that never fathomed love."

Have you no shame? Look at her, you coward of love. You rule over paradise like its disposable. You never knew a thing of love in the flesh or in the spirit. You’ve been dumping waste in the soil at a rate that far outpaces the need for your kind.

Isn't it time to go forth with my truth in my heart?

No. It's not up to you to step in the way of the order of things.

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War is abhorrent. Water is sacred.

I believe that everything in the end is going to be okay, I am but an infant in my progression toward Love...

Love has gone unrecognized beneath your feet. Boom! Boom! Boom! Goes the world! Clean up this mess you've made of earth.

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Fear has no place in Love and I’ve spent my last, at least that is my prayer. Let me reconcile with love and usher in a peace, a joy and a laughter within.

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The capacity to Love is greater than the capacity to hate.

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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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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Access to...

It's odd to me that the future is accessible to God, but we're stuck with remembering the past, it's untenable. History repeats itself from our obsession with it. I say leave history where it is and instead create something of a present worth repeating. © 2015 Mark Richard Prime

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CONFESSION ZERO

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