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Ever Spirit

I feel you, I sense your spirit in turmoil and in laughter, I sense your spirit now and ever after, let them come these changes of spirit, of thought, let them unfold and our dance with God will get underway... Live, Love, Laugh...
© 2015 Mark Richard Prime

HIGHEST WRETCH

Home. Home. Home. One. One. One. Heaven. Heaven. Heaven. One. One. One. (H)eartH. (H)eartH. (H)eartH. One. One. One. Heart(H). Heart(H). Heart(H).  One. One. One. HeartH. HeartH. HeartH. One. One. One. God. God. God. One. One. One.
The truth pours out of me, giving my mind away, not to the highest bidders or the lowest of wretches, but to all. One.
(ping)

© 2015 Mark Richard Prime

COMING AND GOING

In between all of our coming and going we forget that the blessings are now, especially now. This allows us to witness the birth of the miracle that opens the door to so many more miracles. Growing exponentially, miracles of this individual and collective nature tend to stay in motion long after any supposed expiration date.

© 2015 Mark Richard Prime

BUILD A HEAVEN

Come on in, folks! Welcome to Build a Heaven, where the paradise awaiting is manifested by you, the dreamer. The dream weaver, and then the echo of the previous echo- it, I'm fairly certain, can be a tad maddening. 
(Is this like Build a God?)
Yes, but they're a for a prophet company. It made things a bit awkward...

© 2015 Mark Richard Prime

WHAT A LOVELY THOUGHT

The truth is. The truth has to be. The truth is what the constant flux is moving us toward Heaven, for how else dusmd we imagine it would begin?
(At the end?)
There is no "end", this is the never-end.
(It'll never end?)
No. It'll change. Death is not an end, it is a new beginning! Ha! What a lovely thought! 💚✌️

© 2015 Mark Richard Prime

I Am Here

This is how the echo goes, it trails on past anything that's agonizing and moves it into something that is heavenly, for how else could it be my friends that we are here in the least if not to salvage the damage we've done and are doing to Home and our Kind, all Kind. There's a private shame in that we need to reckon with and cleanse ourselves, all others, all things cleansed as intended. Then our celebration can begin, not the celebration of the self, but a celebration of all life! Celebrating good times will come if we'll but cleanse our own foul use of the planet right where we are... Do so and hear the song begin... Do not be afraid, says the Wind. Do not be afraid of the song, set all sights to Heavenly and we shall be made to act accordingly...

© 2015 Mark Richard Prime

SAVIOR'S MARIONETTE

Happy I am that next one, I am he. I am. Me. Come walk along with me, I know where this path is going… Mark Prime… or whoever you want me to be, but silent about what is pouring through my every fiber. I am the next one... The next to try and second guess God. Damn it! I am a marionette for my own sake!
See God has my spirit, my friends, despite who lingers behind the curtain... Savior? Not quite yet. If I am to be a better savior than the last, God said, you'll have to tell a better story, otherwise it'll be both hell and Heaven. So I did the only thing I could have done, was tell the better story, so I chose the story of my truth, or should I say I waited and then changed, just in time to latch on to the final thread of truth. I chose my story to be the truth, long ago, yes, but now it's ever present to the person I am today, now. 
I've thrown what little caution I had to the wind, that's about the same time that fear latched on to my feet and began to walk and …