CONFESSION ZERO

Oh dear Bobby. God blessed you child that we might carry the light forth that your glimpse left for us to trace. God and your spirit will comfort your loved ones as you travel Home to be by their side. God bless you and yours, smile upon your mother and father, upon your family... Love and Peace © 2016 Mark Richard Prime

(You'll craft nothing but your own defeat.) If the only hope is to craft a defeat, make it a monumental defeat, a story of the power of defeat, a story that's flipped on its head, making it a triumph instead. (You've the devil in you boy!) Show someone without themselves within. Devil has no bearing in Heaven, change is upon it, out of our jurisdiction. When someone warns me of something coming for me or they warn me about the devil in the details, I erase another attachment that enters as the idea of a fearful thought that I then disassemble and make well again... © 2016 Mark Richard Prime

Don't you get it yet? (No. I don't know where you're going?) Do you know where you're going? (Heaven.) Then let's walk beside one another, seeing as how we're going to the same place. (No thank you.) Are you going to be okay on your own? (God's with me.) Me too! It is a small world after all. (The sound of someone screaming beneath a mask is heard. Blackout...) © 2016 Mark Richard Prime

Stop trying to guess and be with instead The train's coming down the quaking track Headlight tall above the groove and power Now's the time to know, now's the hour. (Is a Now equivalent to an Hour?) It can be, but a Now is a very personal thing, a nuance of what's in store. An unbroken shell. The less agony and corruption, even among friends, the better our echo reflects a true Heaven emerging. © 2016 Mark Richard Prime