The Audacity of Truth

I am the next one, are these words the thing that evade my howling lips?

Do I see them more as a metaphor and have yet to feel the audacity of their truth?

Have I unwittingly staged a coup d'état on hell? Maybe it was purposeful from the spirit of Love. If humankind will but recognize belief as our return of love to Love we’ll have meaning. It never ceases, it is eternal this ingestion of the fullness of love, Love would have it no other way. Did we really expect Creation’s love to end? We haven’t the capacity for such thought? Never-end? If Heaven truly does exist, then we, my finely un-feathered friends, are already inside of eternity, so wouldn’t it be best if we began to recognize where we are and treat eternity as if it’s Heaven, or at the least as a Heavenly Home?

(Silence…)

(Wind…)

(Traffic!)

Human-fouled traffic wanting me to fear! Anything and anyone that invites fear into my heart must be regarded as the enemy to the fullness of Love.

(Echo…)

(Silence…)

(Love…)

If it is unfolding as was meant to be, am I not a part of that unfolding? Is it not my duty to Love… to only love? Isn’t fear the opposite of love when we get right down to it?

Full fear is hell, full Love is Heaven. I believe it beyond one shadow of any and all doubt, so my faith’s of Love.

(ping)

Lights! Curtain! Now live! Love and laugh!

No more deceit for some ill-conceived profit.

This is my belief! I believe I’ve been summoned to answer the simple question of where I am, therefore where we are. I am convinced of it, therefore it is real to me, and if it is real to me, this belief, then doesn’t it stand to reason that if this belief is my truth, then making it the eartH’s as well and, since you and I are a part of the eartH then it is yours as well, correct, or is my math too sloppy?

Where else could belief, if it is as important to who we are as even the blood that courses through our veins, be headed if not into the fullness of Love, Heaven, God, Life, Laughter without an nth of fear within our doctrines?

We all know a bit about theft, all of us are thieves. We’ve stolen if we factor in our misuse of the eartH. Of our Heavenly Home, we’ve nearly worn out our welcome and we’ve little left to give now in our tumble.

Please allow me to dance with your love and your fear, that I might return the fullness of a most loving spirit to you.

Understanding, Forgiveness and Love…

© 2012 the spirit of Love dancing through Mark Richard Prime