CONFESSION ZERO

Americans dying for al Qaeda Sacrificing breath to breathe our death, a final gulp through shattered vest. When will our dying’s madness click, Before or after our sickness we admit? Bowe Bergdahl's "safety and health were in jeopardy," Def. Sec. Hagel Our battle with one another’s the menace of a shadow found of our stumble Home, a truth in us, destination unknown, security and health, the trembling grimace. Netanyahu urges world not to recognize Palestinian unity government When will you relent, brooding minister, before you remove your mask of devotion in your role as phantom to God’s Opus? “O! Hide your face so the world will never find you!” © 2014 Mark Richard Prime

I do not cast nets, brothers and sisters, and my experience is not of the sea, it is of the spirit, of God's words pouring through my every fiber, more than sea, more than ocean, more than simple talk about love and peace. Speech lent by the spirit, without knowing, but sensed within Me, a divine calling of this, my experience. You, friends, I observe without your knowing. The truth is to be known by all. I am not distracted in the least, I am overcome with a sense of the collective kinship, of Home as Heaven, the slight of hand we soil beneath our feet, both passively and actively. Perhaps you will remain in motion to show others the difference between the two, but I will remain to cherish Home and all others, despite what they imagine to know of me. Peace and Love © 2014 Mark Richard Prime

Love and Peace shall rise together in Heaven, (H)eartH and Sky. It will be a union like none imagined; a world in harmony, a spirit realm of life, love and laughter. It will be a world alive with a Peace and Love that are never forgotten. Heaven and (H)eartH, the Heart(H) between them, both rising on wings given by God to soar between Creation's many kingdoms. This is the story that is unfolding, this is the way, the truth, and the light beneath and above our wings. Love and Peace © 2014 Mark Richard Prime

The One Exactness simply "is", yet there are many "truths" along the path toward the one unknown exactness. These are the "truths" that I seek in my journey. The methods by which I seek "truth", as near as possible, are an exploration toward what I can know, not what I can't. Most of these words that pour out of me are not (necessarily) mine alone. I know that sounds off, but it just IS my experience of the mind, body and spirit. If knowing exists only in moments of experience, how is my take on them any different than another? It isn't opinion, judgement and/or labeling, it is interpretation. If the One Truth is not knowable at this juncture, then who is to say that you or I are right or wrong? That in and of itself would be a judgement call. To qualify something as truth isn't an easy task. The "truth" by the tiniest fraction of non-exactitude is no longer the "truth". I often say that we all have it wrong...

All should be more compassionate to the homeless regardless of the reasons they're homeless. Homeless is homeless, hungry is hungry, love is love. Sustenance and compassion for the homeless feeds us all. © 2014  Mark Richard Prime

Good morning, Love! Good morning, birdsong! Good morning, flower! Good morning, tomatoes! Good morning, spirits! Good morning! This day begins with a prayer for food This day begins with a prayer for beauty This day begins with a prayer for children This day begins This morning is filled with melody This morning the squirrels play The bird's for Peace do croon The sun Thank you, Creation, the sun Thank you, God, our breath Thank you, Love, our truth Thank you Dianthus Watermelon Cucumber Eggplant Zucchini Butternut Okra Thank you seed Thank you dew Thank you breeze Thank you Love&Peace I pray © 2014 Mark Richard Prime

I believe when we ridicule another for what or how they wear their clothes or tattoos, and/or piercings, or make fun of another in one form or fashion, are truly a sad testament to a petty form of intolerance. It may not seem like much, but it feels like a holier than thou moment, a prideful disregard for the free will of another. Expression comes in many forms, instead of ridiculing another for a choice why not speak with them without disdain, it'd go a long way in keeping the peace... © 2014 Mark Richard Prime

It is Heaven at this moment over the Children's Peace Garden. Big gray and white clouds over Home, food and flower. Truth be known... it'll stay Heaven, too. © 2014 Mark Richard Prime

Let me have the reins of my duty or there may be hell to pay for those that imagine they've need to keep Me from my own actions and decisions. Remember, I write what I'm given from the exactness that has Me, and the One Exactness doesn't play games. I am capable of handling my own affairs, make no mistake about it. Mark Prime, Mark Richard Prime, Scribe, Peace, Me © 2014  Mark Richard Prime