It wasn’t your fault. It was mine. The deed falls squarely on my shoulders, it is mine to bear, mine to choose, mine to be, mine. The self is important my friends. It is who we are! A single entity of the whole!
Brothers and sisters, please understand that this is my belief. It isn’t science, it’s a journey. Who I am chose this journey and chose it knowing the possibilities, but what I shouldn‘t have ever imagined is that I would be fearfully timid in taking action. No longer! I've cleaved myself in half and did battle both fear and love. Full Love...
(But how can this be, asked the man, we fight the evil that’s attacking our good!)
How dare I try and imagine what it is that I am here for and indoctrinate through fear? Fear is not of Love. It is not Creation’s way. It is humankind that fears. It is humankind that imagines they've love while creating their own death machines. The one I’ve never quite understood, the gravitational thrum of my origins. The silence cannot come soon enough. I am most ready to love, laugh and live!
(So, live! Rise up and be heard! Love!)
Boom…
(Beautiful...)
It’s the oldest question that man has ever had. Why? Why am I here? What created all of this amazing and eternal life?
(Silence...)
(Noise...)
(Silence...)
(Sound...)
(Love...)
Mankind was tossed out of the garden, at least that’s the story. Banished from paradise, they wander what can only be hell to the wanderer, and find themselves utterly at a loss as to their purpose.
(Foul beliefs! ...For the love of Creation, use your instinct!)
Is the mystery not great enough that I thought I could imagine a greater story and then construct gargantuan churches on top of the original altar and have the nerve to destroy the gift that writhes beneath my thankless feet!
Wake up! Love, before God indicates to my blindness that it’s too late for prayers sunken by my human words. The answer to the riddle, the one truth, is that I am in Heaven as we speak if it is the will of Love and God…
(Sleep…)
It’s time to love her in return. God would smile most for my change of Heart(H).
(The earth is heaven?)
Why not? It is not beyond anyone’s imagination, is it? This is not about what I believe, it’s about who I am, an animal beholden to the earth. It’s about where I am. I’m merely one of Love’s advanced creatures in the Kingdom of Life. Just look at humankind! What must we be thinking, attempting to murder the earth? She is the Heart(H) of Creation, the bloodline of Love and God.
(The earth is Love and God?)
She’s both, the Heart(H) of God and the (H)eartH of God. Everything I see is GodLove. All life is GodLove’s, and I want to claim it as my own?
Oh! Shame on me for a most foul and grave transgression! Let me fall on my knees and beg for forgiveness!
(Yes. Then stop your self-pity and begin the journey to recognize Eternal Love. She waits on you, as does God…)
© 2012 by mark richard prime
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