CONFESSION ZERO

I may appear, at times, foolish in my human shell, but I have by no means been fooled in the dance. I have moved through the years in reverse order, now the light is shining brightly, my spirit is moving outwardly toting Love and Peace from the inside to the out of Me. I do not pretend to know, but what I’m given, I believe, is a truth born within and now being sent through my speech. The medicine’s (God) changed me from who I had become to a person now enveloped in Creation’s loving tongue. She’s with me, is Love, a union with Peace since begun. My way may seem reckless, but it leads Me to Heaven, a course set long ago, lifetimes of forgetting where I've been. The many spirits in Me now, do sense a fateful dawn, a road less traveled my feet have been set down upon, The truth of the wind and Me honoring the Mother’s plea, Creation’s glance upon the very nature of We. Mark Richard Prime, the last one with Love’s agreement and Peace’s tongue… Love and Peace ...

Man is least himself when he talks in his own person. Give him a mask, and he will tell you the truth. __Oscar Wilde I no longer wear my mask that I might see with most honest eyes where I am and who I’ve always been. The truth’s been revealed in my acceptance of Home and Kinship, in the profound recognition of the story of Love and Peace. I always found that wearing a mask made the sun too bright. It rendered blindness like a dagger whose holes were already punctured. It formed indifference like an injury too deep to notice. If you insist, I’ll wear it, but I’ll wear it as an artist painting a canvas revealing what’s within, as a child whose imagination has not yet found war, murder, rape, or greed. Either way, the truth shall be unmasked. © 2014 Mark Richard Prime