CONFESSION ZERO

Boom boom go the drums! Tell Me who I am comes the echo! If I don't know Me in the echo, I better get to know the drum. Tell Me who I am, be the echo to my drum. What do you say? (Why?) That I might recognize my purpose and make my way across the stage. That I might have you remember that it's not where We're going, it's where We've been, where We are. (Home.) Writ large... © 2013 the spirit of Love dancing through Mark Richard Prime

I will do what I can to remain in prayer that you might see my change and my sorrow for what I've done... If I have been forgiven, I must then know the reason. If I can't remember, I must be told. If I can't be told, I must believe. See? The story that unfolds before Me is both belief and reality, a sliver between them holds me in the dream. Boom boom, don't scream... © 2013 the spirit of Love dancing through Mark Richard Prime

There are many spirits within Me, dancing to beat the band. I'm ready to evolve our dance further down the rabbit hole. The noise now skyrockets, as if they want me to end these words. Inevitably the dance brings me back to scribing without awareness. I am awake in my waking Life. The spirit is waiting at the edge. Peace © 2013 the spirit of Love dancing through Mark Richard Prime

I do not remember. I do not know. I know without knowing, a glancing blow, a ricochet, an echo of something loving. I do not recall. I do not know. I know without a fullness required to summon a memory of those I knew and even some that I know. It's a dangerous atmosphere, not the kind of danger that makes us shudder, but the kind that increases the heart rate, the breathing, just enough to feel our animal emerge. I say I only seek the truth and perhaps that's not the way to proceed. Perhaps I am scribing the pathway for Me to follow? I do not know. I am becoming familiar with this dance, in and out of prayer. I do know, but it seems, at this juncture, to always be accompanied by not knowing. A blessing or a curse? (Echo) Blessing... © 2013 the spirit of Love dancing through Mark Richard Prime

The advocation of a spanking to "control" a child is not what we need... What we need is to recognize our own idiocy, We adults... consumption, war, murder, rape, genocide, over consumption, waste, the want of money, want and want and want, poisons dumped in our water, forests clear cut, mountains fracked, oceans drilled for more and more and more, consumption far beyond our needs. And we wonder why children seem out of control? They're learning from We hypocritical adults. Boom boom... Peace © 2013 the spirit of Love dancing through Mark Richard Prime

Love knows that I am no fool, I know Love through and through. Without Peace, Love shall not breathe, and without Love, Peace shall succumb to war. If that is your wish, I ask that you remember this, Love cannot be without Peace and Peace cannot be without Love, if both fade away, the truth will rise void of humanity... Peace and Love, Forgiveness and Laughter Truth © 2013 the spirit of Love dancing through Mark Richard Prime

Support the troops by ending all war, we can then support a warless magnificence, a natural evolution of Love's fullness, a peace without borders. Support the peacemaker and there'll be no need for warriors, wounded or otherwise. Peace © 2013 the spirit of Love dancing through Mark Richard Prime

To all of those that believe in something... I beg of you to not imagine your belief only at its most pleasing never-end, imagine it at its most unpleasant never-end, too. Imagine its horror, if it has one, imagine its most wretched fate placed upon your fellow brothers and sisters. Now, if you wouldn’t wish that fate upon even your worst enemy, change it. Change it, not within them, but within you… Peace © 2013 the spirit of Love dancing through Mark Richard Prime