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Manipulate:—

1. to handle or use, esp with some skill, in a process or action: to manipulate a pair of scissors
2. to negotiate, control, or influence (something or someone) cleverly, skillfully, or deviously
3. to falsify (a bill, accounts, etc) for one's own advantage
4. (in physiotherapy) to examine or treat manually, as in loosening a joint

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It is number 2 and 3 that I truly sense swirling all about Me and throughout Me, especially from those spirits that are nearest to Me, which may or may not include my own. Makes sense... for here is where I am.

The deceptive spirits remain within Me and nearest to my consciousness. It's more a curse for them and Me than a blessing. It is a part of my penance, so trying to hide them or manipulate Me does no one even a sliver of good, it only prolongs the inevitable.

(Sounds like Hell.)

Agonizing perhaps, but certainly not eternal. Forgiveness is born within all.

(Silence...)

I've, for some time now, sensed another (others) trying to protect those they imagine are in danger from their own truth being revealed to Me, It's a most selfish act, especially when they pretend or imagine that I do not know. Advantage can be taken only for so long. We cannot forgo the dance, so there is little point in stalling our personal confessions.

When the earnest dance comes upon us, and it will, we'll sense it most in our regrets as our transgressions are laid out before us. It is a whirlwind of a face to face with the self and God. Been there, done that, forgiven, yet still going through the penance phase of my inevitable dance.

(It is not up to you to save all!)

I promised to create a belief worth repeating, dear spirit, and my belief includes all, known and unknown. It's what I promised to do in order to be who I am born to be, so it is best to just open up to it and allow it to finish before inexplicably trying to flee from the truth.

Everything is going to be okay, so do not attempt to obscure your truth any further, all that does is make the dance that much more daunting for you and for Me. Forgiveness is within it, but undergoing your personal dance is the only way to unravel it and set yourself free. The lie imprisons, the truth sets us free.

(Then your dance is done! Let it be!)

There are still promises to be kept, agitated spirit. I am free, yet, my vow is to Home and all others before myself, therefore your dance is also within Me and I most certainly feel everything that's held away first and then I feel that which is given freely.

Long story short- stop putting off the inevitable.

Peace

© 2014 Mark Richard Prime

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