CONFESSION ZERO

( Chris Keeney | Into the Light ) Oh Love! Now! The time is now to love! For love I must hold the earth most precious and be in awe of her moon, I've not much room to talk, but the spirit's muse is dancing to a different tune! I suggest I heed her call and never forget I'm a child of love, that I might smile upon her as long as I breathe… End all wars! End all murder of the earth! End all folly before all breath is taken away! I must listen. She is gravely ill and needs my aid before her breath comes full force with all her weight and her acid tears fall upon my head. Am I listening? Am I listening? Am I listening? It is time… Love demands me to act, yet the earth still suffers… I feel more anguish for my part in her looming death than for all of the other grief I’ve caused or carried. I love each of you my brothers and sisters and I will not tarry. If this and that are what I choose to be, bless you and shame on me. Thinking I might be love has had an a

My fear has created a riddle, the fear of who I was and who I was becoming in the middle. I imagine I was selected because of my pride, my greedy paws clouting spirit’s for too many years. I understand rage, I understand me and I love you and abide. I have chosen my own fate and love has granted me my belief. This is home to me and I’d best get to understanding my great fortune soon or she’ll not reveal herself to me, instead she’ll close up shop for the next season of angels.  Tragedy never felt so tragic. My wife and I have chosen our own fate... love above all else. She saved me from myself and granted me my belief, I in turn have saved her from my former self and she is rising now. She gave me the “time” to find my singular self and loved me all the while. ...She is. I might choose whether this is home or whether this is agony, but either way, I'm still upon the earth with love. It was always up to me to believe. Tick tock… I could have chosen either to be one with

I should speak from the heart without thinking more often. Sure! I’ll have a listen! (Listens) Sure! I’ll have a listen! (Listens) Sure! I’ll have a listen! Shush! I'm trying to listen… Sure! I’ll have a listen! (Silence.) Sure! I’ll have a listen! I should speak from the heart without thinking more often. It can be the greatest tragedy ever written or a pure comedy of errors, where I'm inside my spirit when I find I am a barrier to love. I think the jig was up long ago and I was battling my way back home. One spirit and a soul and love that matched time, and who and when. But, as it turns out, home’s not where I’m trying to flee; I believe I’m trying to escape my own agony. I must search for love and ask love to shed some light before all goes dark. ~ If I am living or dead, love knows the difference. I needn't imagine the earth is calling for my help, I should listen that I might hear the earth's call! Let me rejoice in the way that this is going out