We've a collective reality and an individual actuality, best we maintain a loving balance.
Even when we plummet we find ourselves powerless to the undergoing physical change that is set to greet us readily.
Fail not to tote the fullness of Love, for the One Exactness of God unfolds upon our stewardship...
To the brutal chains of our existence, end your reign on humankind, or we will greet you with your own broken reflection...
God needn't us to take a step away,
God needs us to forget the story
And take up the story where your savior left off in his testament to God, not away, within God rises along with Love, the story moving forward to the unfolding truth... breathe children of God... Be.

© 2016 Mark Richard Prime


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