Without the Search for Truth, Purpose Hasn't Reason to Begin With

Without the search for truth, purpose hasn't reason to begin with.

They’re just you and me and we’re merely two out of billions. Imagine the power of Love within humankind’s grasp?

We’ve been trying to remember why we’re here from our beginning, yet it’s our future that truly has us perplexed.

I’m supposed to be quiet in my prayer. Silence in prayer gives you the answers after time. Noise in prayer, spoken word, thought, fear, it has no place in belief in the first place! I hear a drum in that. The truth in all of this is I cannot cease my prayer, I can, however, stop my thoughts… they’re getting in the way of the truth, in the way of my instincts, the fullness of Love…

What am I searching for? What miniscule clue have I left that I might recall the way Home…

Do I imagine my belief as sacrosanct, who am I to know God’s instruction, I can barely function in everyday life, but that’s about to change its skin, from one of my mind getting in the way of my mind, at long last, it's beginning to “get in the way” of my self, thereby recognizing who, what and where I was intended to be at this stage in my existence. I chose to rise up instead of lay down…

Our minds should get in our way, the way of the path toward Love, and stat!

Love, my friends, is the only path you can take-

I don’t know why, but I sense what…

Feed the hungry.

Feed the hungry.

Feed the hungry.

Feed the hungry.

Feed the hungry and feed your self...

What were we human’s truly intended for? Are we caught in the matrix and only believe we’re somehow miraculously outside of Creation’s curve?

(Silence…)

We’ve written our dark history with the eartH’s ink long enough, isn’t it time we painted on her with love?

We're all searching for Love ever-after, otherwise, what's the damned point?

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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