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I’M PREPARED TO END MY SEARCH FOR LOVE


I’m prepared to end my search for Love if I feel I’ve done my best to care for and worship the HeartH of Creation. My search will end, because I’ve found it…

I have sought long and hard for this pleasure and, yes, even the eventual pleasure from the fear that was well rested in me, for the overwhelming influence of God’s Love I was able to grow nearer to Love with great joy in my heart. (The most incredible thing happened!) I wasn’t expecting The Grandmother, I loved mine like no other, I was expecting the pain and the suffering to be lifted, but to land in Heaven, facing her and God and answering for each and every wrong I’d caused and for each good deed that put itself in motion when I was good, was wholly unexpected.

She’s in need of my prayer, of my help! I have much more to do than merely be forgiven for my sins. I have to seek beyond the threshold of man’s ideas, dance with spirit, all, the good, the bad and even the ugly- the ugly that’s on the inside, inside ugliness- ideas, thoughts, loveless words, finite belief.

What humankind has brought upon themselves is their war with war, their fear of that which they cannot know in the flesh.

(I can be living in heaven and taking the oath to the spirit of God! The most relevant prayer, is that I love all.)

What Love brings is sacred, what’s here when she awakes is mans…

Let me never forget that life is extraordinary and that my beholden is the eartH.

(Echo…)



*~*

This is not me. I’m not writing these words. They are the spirits. Yours and mine and theirs and every spirit, animal, plant, soil, water, tree, ocean, mountain, valley, canyon, sea, on eartH, Heaven…

(Echo…)


© 2012 by mark richard prime


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