CONFESSION ZERO

Why all the mystery? Bring down your thunder, raise up your wind! Bring your Love and your Peace, and let your storm begin! I am here, I am ready, I am. We've imagined you long enough. The thunder validates the thought Brings its clap down as if it were laughter. The dream is real. Enter! The door's wide open! Shall we? My Love is an angel of grand proportions Her Peace is an angel coming to rescue Bringing gladness, toting favor upon all Let us not forget what has us It is in this knowledge that we manifest That we emerge on the other side whole That we enter on cue and find our Mark Peace ~ I know. ~ Rise up with Me  We will benefit Rise up, fine-feathered spirits Rise up Let us walk along beside one another like God intended It beats the alternative ~ Mark Richard Prime  is not the alternative,  Mark Richard Prime is. We are to rise up on life's behalf! We're not to shroud the truth! Love is not to be hidden, it is to be kindness!

The group of children that ride their bikes and walk about the Vineyard neighborhood area have from time to time stopped by the garage or the garden to have a chat, to ask me how I am doing, it is always nice to see the youthful spirit and its spirited romp with nothing particular in mind to do but simply be. We adults should have always remembered, but... I am terrible with names so I thought I'd give them a name for the group and call them each the derivative of the group name. After much deliberating and laughter about certain names the children grew restless and decided to leave it to Me, this middle age man that some have called teacher, to which I am certainly not worthy, but be that as it may, they were all sitting in one of the driveways and it came to me what I would call them, The Peacemakers! They loved the idea and so it is, The Peacemakers, I mean, do we not want the child to represent what we adults need? I think it is best to imagine that it is so, and so it is.