Begin...
We need awaken to sense the truth in ourselves,
in Home, bring our awe beneath us and all around us,
the flux, the constant constant.
Shall we let it go and be...?
(Pluto is no longer a planet, Scribbler.)
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Many have placed themselves in the unknowing category, non-believers and believers together at last, all freethinkers, free to think as they see it, feel it, and hopefully experience it and even, perhaps, change their minds.
We must do something regarding our relationships, our kinship, our duty to one another (all by the way). Let us not forget about the collective. All. War is not the way... Peace is and Peace shall never come from War. Don't imagine it will and we will see the truth of it...
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The collective are part of the police as peacemakers. Maybe the police know the route of those who seek an "angry" revolution, let's give them cause to change their tactics by expressing only Love and Peace and not Destruction (War) in our Creation of Freedom for all...
© 2014 Mark Richard Prime
We are so tiny.
Insignificant.
Diminutive.
Small.
in Home, bring our awe beneath us and all around us,
the flux, the constant constant.
Shall we let it go and be...?
This planet, this one, send us pictures of our use on this one!
Home is where the Heart(H) and the (H)eartH are... shall we see the truth of us as we view its landscape, it's power, its forgiveness, its offspring...
(Pluto is no longer a planet, Scribbler.)
What we call it matters not, it is going with the flux and we've little to nothing to say about it. (H)eartH's a planet and look what we're doing to it!
It boggles the mind our ignorance, it is lit up by our use of Home...
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Toys. More of us need to be toy makers, not so much toy buyers.
We can deliver smiles on their faces if we'll but imagine.
When I was a kid I played with nothing, I mean I had toys, but those little army men and tiny cars to get underfoot, they went to so many worlds besides this one. The wars were make believe and never considered suffering, only momentarily the anguish in the child's voice at having believed in it beyond a shadow of wars doubt. The imagination must come through the toy, through the fantasy of thought, when we go to war on the playing grounds of Home, we must always remember to travel toward the gentle light of Peace and Love, they've been waiting on our toys to inspire us to change. Evolve so that the toys and the hands that imagine with them can continue to fall in Love and play like Heaven's beneath the feet.
Peace
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KNOWERS...
The hypocrisy is found in the inability to meet in the middle and sort things out, without being petty or prideful and both forgetting that they're still brothers and sisters... Never forget that when the song begins to play for all...
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Jim's spirit is still available. Jim, like many, left a trail of words as breadcrumbs.
Happy BIrthday, my friend! Bless your spirit, brother.
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Ride the rain, ride the wind, ride the mountain, ride the star, ride the tree, ride the storm. We are entering ourselves and of this Home we're born. Ride! No fear! Ride on brothers and sisters, the words have been and will always be if we breathe love and peace in our music, our songs, our words, our walk our talk matching like a picture puzzle we've been solving for years, so many years, lifetimes of flux, of dancing with those that left clues that we might step forward into our truth, with them, with their spirits, with their notes and hints and clues in their own brand of thunder...
Peace
It's not people versus police, it's people versus the machine, the lies, the slave-makers, not those who've lost their reason for serving and who've forgotten that they are peacemakers.
Let us LIVE as if we are FREE and we shall be FREE, and so will they. They are minions for the machine the same as all of us.
Let's stop feeding the machine by relating to one another, by showing them that we are with them and they should be with us, for they are our fellow brothers and sisters all, humanity trying to live free and Live, not Die.
God! All of this planning and meeting and striving toward peace and freedom for what should have come natural to us had we not lost the thread of one another.
We must do something regarding our relationships, our kinship, our duty to one another (all by the way). Let us not forget about the collective. All. War is not the way... Peace is and Peace shall never come from War. Don't imagine it will and we will see the truth of it...
Peace and Love
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POLICE AND THE PEACEMAKERS...
The collective are part of the police as peacemakers. Maybe the police know the route of those who seek an "angry" revolution, let's give them cause to change their tactics by expressing only Love and Peace and not Destruction (War) in our Creation of Freedom for all...
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Begin again...© 2014 Mark Richard Prime
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