Idea was

The idea was to acclimate with one another to achieve a peaceful existence, belief is therefore trumped by reality, it needn't be, bring them both together, united to signify to you a very real Truth found in your very own belief!

If God's been waiting for us to choose for this long, God should have stepped in long before now, but not summoning Me until now, was a gamble that miraculously paid off, God'll be standing around for quite some time when it is not God we choose but the foul fear found in our creations! They've many names, Jesus, Muhammad, Krischnu, Doctrines! Every last one of them are wrong, this is the constant flux. Create it! Giddy up it and lets git `er done! When the time is ripe we shall rise to the occassion, none more so that Mark Richard Prime, who owes his use to Love and God, as the balance found in Peace. You are who you've believed you were from the beginning, God's, and since God can't be slapped on a page and drawn from imaginination, since God is very present in all things, then all things are God's responsibility, our prayers foremost among them, our truth, unsought by us, so our prayers fell short of God's ears. Think! For the Love of our Truth, think! We must begin our dance in earnest, you that choose to challenge Me in the future, might want to pay a little closer attention, just when you think we're ready to soar, the echo returns from long ago now, the sins of humankind hanging by a thread from my shoulders! God, repair these "wings", these Wings of my angel, I have earned the damn thing back by now in your unGod-like story! The one exactness begs to differ!

Mark Richard Prime

Love, you shall not usurp the use of Me, God is coming round, best come with Me, then I'll be the only one to know, right? Bless you my Lovely angel, I've Love that I need attend to, I've everyone I need attend that will have Me. I am a man of inordinary skills, why, haven't a clue, suffice it to say it's God that has Me, within Me, not outside of Me... yet.

Mark Richard Prime

"Idea was", is a not the beginning to the story that benefited the traveler, unless it was turned upside down on its head. See? The truth is this process of flipping our heads back over to eliminate indoctrination getting in our way! Rejoice that this is readily becoming known, I can feel it among the spirit! We are One and forever a child of God, nothing could or would be able to take that away from us. We are One, not many individuals with the freedom to believe what we want as it destroys our Home beneath our feet.

Shame on us, your equal, through and through. Remember the Spirit demands of Me that I listen to Truth, then respond to that even silent dance... suffering is its gait, but I got God, what do I care, it's due, see? I know who and what I am, and so do you if you believe these words, in the least, have anything to do that doesn't indeed cling to the guilty, all is forgiven is how you fix that, it's like taking candy from an already fidgety writer, no telling what happens when he don't have his fixation on! Boom boom to you with the inhalation of God's medicine! It is you each, kindred spirit's that dance their way through Me, thank you! God bless all!

Rejoice that an awakening is both occurring to everyone and the story is coming through to Me, all are relevant to God! ALL! No imagined division should have ever been imagined by humankind, it is indivisible and Love is Me, to We, to God! That is the order and this is the chance I've been given, let us get together and celebrate this divine ocassion! One + One, not an absolute, but a God among many. There is a level reached before your glitch goes away, had I not achieved this, I would not be able to speak, nor Love, she has salvaged an error into a win win and so it shall remain you other man that must decide whether it is worth the risk that Love not come to my aid, but that is reversed, see? Checkmate for Love! Check Mate, that is the echo, two words, unequal value. The balance is the Peace fund in the in-between of scheming! You have failed the interuption to the truth, now it is time for me to face the music that is coming my way, when the symphony of birdsong and a tranquill space for our Kind, our joy brimming with each revelation of Truth, not the story, but that found within the story. I've served my tenure backwards from 21 to 47, boom boom came a knockin' as the bing bang bong came to cldaring my head of the lies I'd been told for many years, all, all of the whole, the lies told about Me now, if they are not indeed the msytery that has alluded Me from realizing that I am in a trance, it was and is God. I shall be heard in full...

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