CONFESSION ZERO

What if we could fathom it all while we are in the flesh and spirit? Why do we imagine that it's not possible, that it can't be another way, that perhaps we're all wrong about our existence's conclusion? I believe it would be reasonable as well as beneficial if we bring ourselves to imagine that our belief, our personal take on our reason for being, is completely and utterly wrong. The likelihood of our knowing that answer is as hidden from us as the truth of the (H)eartH that's writhing beneath our feet... (Balance is most important.) Yes. (Noise!) Silence… (Sound…) Love. (Love.) Love. (ping) © 2012 the spirit of Love dancing through Mark Richard Prime

O! The spirit I danced with most recently is begging for me to speak, pleading with me to begin my dance in earnest, act that the eartH might never again suffer because of my kind’s errant thinking… (Isn’t that a challenge more than it is a statement of belief?) No. Is there truly a difference between what we believe and what we should strive to be? (Silence…) They are one in the same, belief and our creating, much like the inevitable dance between faith and knowledge, philosophy and mathematics. I've had enough of the dance with fear, my tap shoes are warn through from my rapid-fire misuse of what I've been given, both physically and spiritually… Intentions are the things that can manifest themselves as a kind of fear mechanism injecting its ideas upon and over the fullness of Love. End all wars and murder and fearful conclusions, at least we should try it! Right? I say pray we end our suicidal pact with fear and begin to replenish our Love… (Please try to

I believe I’m weaving you And you and you and you and you and a wealth Of threads weaving a belief in Love And duty and kindness and peace and health And joy and laughter, but there I go, repeating my self. (You are.) Yes. I am, but what is wrong with that? (You’re not only repeating yourself, you’re losing the thread of full Love and beginning to weave your own conception of events into a hybrid of truth and your belief, numbskull!) That is, in this belief, my duty, kind spirit. And I believe that it will benefit we humankind to recognize where, who and what we are long before our fearful beliefs collide with our ill-fated heads. (Instinct?) Yes. To me, belief resides just below the heart of nature. It’s natural. Truth and Belief as dance partners that cannot dance without the other, much like Love, Life and Laughter. (Echo...) Reaching up with all of my strength I begin to see things for what they are and not as what they’ve become. I believe that we ar