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The Dynamics of My Experience


I will not again become the man who doesn’t believe in anything! I am a sovereign entity and I demand to believe as I see it, not as you or you and you and you and you and you- so I chose to believe in the truth.

The first belief, what was it? Well you can bet your bottom dollar it was nearer to Heavenly Home than anything humankind has yet to offer…

I am not some babbling lunatic, I might not be the most dynamic person you know, but you can rest assured the dynamics of my experience, as we speak, gives me cause to continue upon my quest at having gone where I wasn’t prepared to go. I cannot cease my journey. I am in control of my own self, and the spirits that swim in me are magnificent in every regard. They dance as if they are most urgent to speak, ready to tell me what they desire most.

Have I fallen too fast and I'm having difficulty getting my footing? Yes. Am I still most sure of my path? Yes.

(How can that be, staggering, yet sure?)

I must be sure, even as I stagger. The staggering is expected in such a place as Love’s (H)eartH…


© 2012 the spirit of Love dancing through Mark Richard Prime

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