Showing posts from June 29, 2014

Shared Child

A child of Humanity.
A child of Creation.
A child of God.
A child.

Must there be reason to share such Love,
a certain color to denote such worthiness,
to sense within such cherub's Peace,
the recognition of God?

If so... let us sense ours within theirs,
it beats our sightless dismissal.

Let us join together with the child,
learn of ourselves in them,
be their human saviors,
in doing so, our own.

© 2014 Mark Richard Prime

Pouring Forth

These words, these songs that pour forth
come from Home, the (H)eartH's desires of We.
God is in them, their breathing exactness.
They're not from flesh and bone alone,
they're from the spirits of Home,
through my spirit they breathe,
to all others through Me, Peace...

I am not alone.

© 2014 Mark Richard Prime

Little of the Truth

In the past several years I've often asked myself, what the hell is going on?

Have I always been missing something that I was supposed to have understood?

(No and yes, Scribbler.)

If your answer's "no", it is possible that little of the truth of my consciousness has been revealed to either of us, yet the assumption has been made by you.

If your answer's "yes", then it's also possible that even less of the truth of my consciousness, and yours of Me, is known, yet the assumption's still on you.

It's a circle that cannot be broken, even by grave deception, therefore, I shall soon, if I do not already, know the full consciousness of Me, which, inevitably will render a collective truth that neither of us will be sightless to.

(Too much of something is missing in that, Scribbler?)

Only if one believes that it is or that it shall remain hidden.

(Sound of a brain exploding!)

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In Our Randomness

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They Key

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Long Story Short


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


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.


I've, for some time now, sensed another (others) tryin…

Learn From

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Lie Flung Back


----"1. a false statement made with deliberate intent to deceive; an intentional untruth; a falsehood. Synonyms: prevarication, falsification. Antonyms: truth.
2. something intended or serving to convey a false impression; imposture: His flashy car was a lie that deceived no one.
3. an inaccurate or false statement; a falsehood.
4. the charge or accusation of telling a lie: "He flung the lie back at his accusers."----

How appropriate that the last part of the definition above has as an example that is of precisely what I am doing and shall do to those deceiving Me.

(What if you're deceiving yourself, Scribbler?)

Then I shall fling it back at Me, and, the way I dance, the truth shall be revealed.

I've done this, I know the truth, I'm just waiting for the confession.

The truth is known without knowing by Me. It took me some time to see that I was dancing backwards, therefore the echo was coming in the same manner. I am now quite good at reading things…

Fused Belief

I fused my belief to my reality, it was the only way for me to maintain faith in humankind and Creation.

If I'm to be human and spirit, I'm going to have to have faith that something created Me with purpose, it's that purpose that we are to remember or to paint upon Home as if we're a collection of artists sculpting ourselves back into knowing (remembering) our collective truth.

© 2014 Mark Richard Prime


we should quieten our dreams,
let them flow like a stream,
not flash like a flood.

Our duty to Home, (H)eartH,
and to one another is the mission,
it should be our joyful "work".

We are surrounded by good people,
if we allow ourselves to notice them.

Peace and Love

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Peace of Religion

Religion isn't about Peace, humanity is, or it had better be.

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Love in Order to Know

When someone tells me that I need to ask God into my heart, I say, "No. I do not. God is within from birth, in all things, as is Life, Love, Peace, and Laughter."

They have always been there, born within all.

I say if I tell another that they must ask God to enter in in order to be saved then I have just lied to them. God never left my heart or my vessel of flesh and bone. No.

I don't believe that it is God or Creation, or the One Exactness, or Love, or Peace, or Kindness that leaves in the least, it is therefore I that imagines that I've given them away, that they've gone somewhere and that I must ask them in. God is not a vampire. That's the role of those that say God's gone missing from within.

I believe that the notion that I must seek God's Forgiveness is another lie. Forgiveness is also born in all things, I only need remember this and not allow another to tell me otherwise or I let fear rule me. War, murder, rape, pollution, destruction of…

In All Things

God is in all things!
In a rose
In a river
In the sky
in the soil
In all!

There is a song coming that We will hear!
Come rain!
Come thunder and lightening,
Let us dance!

© 2014 Mark Richard Prime

The Game of Pawns

We are catching on to "the game" that's being played with most of the collective as pawns in it.

"Enslavement" is the name of the game and the idea behind it is to destroy most of humanity so that a select few might reign over (H)eartH. The subplot is the attempted destruction of Home. Those with sense enough to challenge the overseers of such a preposterous game have chance to inherit the truth. If not enough challenge the overlords of the game, all, including the "geniuses" who planned it, are destroyed by the game board, the (H)eartH.
Yip. And not much of "a game" either...

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Root of Money

Money being the currency of our problems is the reason I call it the root, although I believe it is the idea of money to begin with, in other words humankind's "genius" is the root of all that is wrong with humanity.

It's so very simple since money is "used" to create too many things that diminish the (H)eartH's capacity to sustain our virulent want. It ain't rocket science, it is common sense and ought to be common knowledge, but alas our heads are up our want and we seem willfully blind to the obvious.


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Money's Charge

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