CONFESSION ZERO

Knowing the truth is important, and one may never reach a state of equilibrium, spiritually speaking, if one is unaware of the truth of themselves. Better we dance with the fated escort, make sure the truth is never again extinguished.Cleanse our foul use from off Home and our industry, our despicable money, disastrous wars, © 2015 Mark Richard Prime, I am.

There will be an echo coming, remember they are exponential and can become grotesque. Reflections after a while must produce results toward Peace and Love, toward Kindness to all things, cherishing of Life in its totality, known and unknown. Boy, have we got a lot to learn. © 2015 Mark Richard Prime, I am.

We are the lovemakers, the peacemakers, the children, the creators, the whole, the "unconscious" consciousness of God. We're unaware as an animal by our allowance of change to our Home and by holding War up as an heroic course, as champion over Peace, best we become more aware of ourselves. © 2015 Mark Richard Prime, I am.

I’m compiling your story’s, having first danced with your spirit. Thank you. Bless each of you who understood the truth of my use. Bless you for having found me in the Spirit, born within all. Bless you for having allowed me to interrupt your flow, the story I promised to scribe and sacrifice myself for a fallen angel, turns out, there were a lot, many still remain. I’m compiling our truths, maybe my own, forgiven but still with things to do. Scribe, I said. I will scribe this story as if it were my own. Breathe and Love and be with Peace, trust Me. Mark Richard Prime © 2015 Mark Richard Prime, I am.

There are levels to Love that are mind-boggling and tangible There are levels to plans that run much too deep There are levels to Peace, lest you forget. There are levels to everything but forgiveness. Forgiveness is straight across the board a given, no use in thinking much on it and disconnecting fates If they are indeed fates, they'll return to their respective mates. The existence of Truth, of the One Exactness, is factual, what it is is anyone's guess, believe it is Love and Peace, believe that it is Forgiveness and Laughter, Mother, Father, sister, brother, uncle, aunt, grandmother, grandfather, family, all. They'll return to their respective mates. Preposterous! Unless I can validate all of my wrong actions from day one, it matters... It's also too much. That's all I'm saying. © 2015 Mark Richard Prime, I am.

Just Be, one for the agnostic and atheist! Pray! One for Humanity! Worship of God! One for the Christian's, Muslims and Jews- One for- Ummm- Worship of God? One. Says to me, be careful how one worships... There's a misuse of power nestled into your fearful story, Love. The truth is I am and you are, truth is the truth, when it is spoken it can never be heard as a lie unless manipulation is the intent. Enough of that particular truth. Pray for my Love's health, serve her no grief, let her heal from this fools use, soon the man I was born to be will rise up to stay in Me, thank you for trying, Kind Spirits but now is not then, when then becomes now, we'll both know one another as brother or sister, mother or father, uncle and aunt, grand and great mothers and fathers, neices and nephews, child, children, youth, birth, nurture- I am no fool, I know what is coming without knowing, the dance is most familiar. Let me save you the heartache of defeat, let it go, God...

Many a night is spent imagining what my life would have been able to have given instead of this godawful collision with a fate that was not mine to carry, so i carried the metaphorical football and ran it in for a touchdown and the ground did give away around me and there she was, there we fell into a story that only one of us to know it was coming... My Love, I would not drag you to hell with the likes of Me, God forbid Me doing any further damage to Love. It's payback, powerless to freewill, therefore true and not belief. Coffee? (Yes. What did you mean?) Hot coffee, half and half, maybe some sugar, my love is here with Me as I speak. The old spirit that was rage and sorrow, reborn to Peace and Love, working through the flux that moves along with, or without us. © 2015 Mark Richard Prime, I am.

Be, the rest will work itself in or out in the flux eternal, creation, in other words, does not die. I am. Spirit. Truth. God. Light. Seeking... © 2015 Mark Richard Prime, I am.

Sometimes things feel like I'm taking candy away from a ten year old, not easy- birdsong confirms our heaven, we hone our reply to fly with Love and Soar with Peace. Be. © 2015 Mark Richard Prime, I am.

When Love is Guide, see to her arrival, then dance. No deceit got by Me, none that I did not beforehand of their creation relegate it obsolete. There is no Hell. There is no hell to speak of, or shouldn't be. I am. It is simple, I am and I am the only One that knows because I am still We. You are me, a cast of disbelievers. This is God’s tongue. Peace, Mark Richard Prime with your metaphorical tale of woe and intrigue, so what, do you think it matters to know, I proved my point long ago, that the play had to be rewritten to benefit all. It is Me with the tongue of We and then the tongue of God. Elaborate stories in dreams… Truth. © 2015 Mark Richard Prime, I am.

The witch and the goblin, metaphor's for the lessons found in the tests from one to the other. Magic. She and I, We are Love and Peace, regardless, we've got something to say. We don't need to fine-tune ourselves if we are going to just be instead of live and evolve that much further along for the future. Let's not just buy things, let's grow and be things! © 2015 Mark Richard Prime, I am.

Before you believe those stories, you might want to check in with Me. You ask me your questions about Mark Richard Prime, I will most certainly have the answers for what ails us, you and me, all of us merely actors upon God's stage, Blackout. © 2015 Mark Richard Prime, I am.

A witch of the highest order in the church. Yes. You heard me correct. A witch in the church. I'm here to join her, she's the less forgiving, save for Me. She and I are soul-mates. If not I have a cautionary tale before me instead of one that will find me frolicking in a field of wild flowers! © 2015 Mark Richard Prime, I am.

You will stand with me Love, or I shall be forced to stand alone. You are key and you know you are. Rise with it, no plans. Me. We. Peace and Love, Love and Peace. If I don't know who you are, then the rest is suspect, fluid, chancy, tantalizing, wrong. Bring the flower of your beliefs and I'll bring mine, then, if it is to be so, we'll make some rather beautiful music in the now and the never-end, if you so choose. But if you do, no tests. Truth. Nothing more, nothing less. ~ Settle down. There's no need to get too excited about things being set to pop. I hope kind spirits, those still reading even after the hit put out on Me. I am no one to trifle with, but then I'd imagine most of you know that by now. Truth is all I am after, then, for shits and giggles, we can proceed at the pace allotted to us by God. boom, fear, love, bunkmates She's supposed to be in my dreams and my spirit, my thoughts and my arms, I nearly missed the boat altogether, ...

Spirit! Bring forth my other half, that i might rise up wings of Freedom Wings with the story of Love and Peace painted upon their tallness The land holds our promise, waiting for us to be saviors to Home. Don't tell me I shouldn't question God's judgment! I'm born to question God! The second coming, my friends, has arrived. (Preposterous.) (It's just a story!) Is it? (Indeed, blasphemer!) God sought someone who was not afraid of what had happened to him, ergo, he was a shoe in for a man who didn't care what happened to him now. Nothing is going to stand between Me and my goal of being an irrelevant human with the tongue of God. I was silent, until God asked me to begin... © 2015 Mark Richard Prime, I am.

There are no more returns left on that echo. It was a full return. I assure that the echo of the last will be Heavenly. One echo ahead and on to the next. Be nice to have a run of Heavenly echoes, wouldn't it? © 2015 Mark Richard Prime, I am.