Release Love's child at once, teacher

Maybe I'm supposed to ask, but what of them asking me? Have I, in my belief closed off the exit ramp due to the high winds of Love?

(What the hell does that mean, Rimnod?)

It means I don't know the answer, I'm not allowed to know the exactness of the answer, this is my beleif, this is Love... that will not cease her pounding as long as WE are quiet!

For the love of God and Love, ask me?

(You're in some tall rankness today my friend.)

Aside: You, my child, must not be fooled by Life's "teachers", all. They have a belief of their own and if another belief feels threatened by his speech it is not the messenger's to pay heed, it is you...


© 2012 the spirit of Love dancing through Mark and Michelle Prime


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