CONFESSION ZERO

I sense a method to things, to the story unfolding as I pray. I sense its violin deep within, the spirit's mortal instrument serenading us in Heaven. (Wake up, ya idgit!) I'm fully awake, finely-feathered spirit. (Daydreamer!) Merely translating my dreams. (In what language?) Mortal. (Never heard of it!) Then you are the one that need awaken. (Silence...) © 2014 Mark Richard Prime

From a conservative standpoint, humans kill people with guns, etc, from a liberal standpoint guns, etc, used by humans kill people. Two sides of the same coin. Blah blah blah... the root of the problem is humans, the surface of the problem is fear... the gun is the instrument. Better to pick up a violin and play it than a gun and kill, right? The rest is blah blah blah and doesn't get into the root... © 2014 Mark Richard Prime