Part Of the Story

You see it is a part of the story, my trajectory, and our trajectory.
My actions speak volumes of that I am sure, but these words…


They are that, but I was thinking more along the lines of they speak of the actions, speak to the actions in the constant flux. I felt perhaps it would be best if we were constantly improving, especially of our stewardship to Home and All others. Made sense…

(That’s a lot of stewards, Scribbler, perhaps too many to overcome.)

Then I won’t overcome them, I’ll sidle up next to them, within their spirit, and make my presence known.

(Better you make your intentions known first.)

I am present in the flesh, both physical and spiritual- my intentions are written in these words.

Live Love Laugh!


© 2015 Mark Richard Prime, I am.


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