CONFESSION ZERO

(Ten hut!) Are the lines drawn? (Yes, sir!) Are the plans underway? (Yes, sir!) Has the enemy been declared yet? (We have not found an enemy, sir!) Then get out there and find one, the war coffers are too light! They need be filled, brimming with riches, so we can sleep at night! (I don't sleep, sir!) Then you have no excuse for not having found an enemy! (Yes, sir!) The sooner we formulate an enemy, the sooner we can vacate this hellhole! Don't you wanna see your mama again? (Yes, sir!) Then create an "enemy" so that everybody but the "enemy" sees their mama again! (Yes, sir!) © 2016 Mark Richard Prime

Where, humanity, is your joy? (Silence...) There, humankind, is your Laughter and your Love? (Silence...) Why have you forsaken the self of our collective's making? (Silence...) There, humankind, is your collection's purpose... to see. ~ © 2016 Mark Richard Prime

Oh! What a beauty she is! (What if it's a boy, Grandpa?) (Ya, what if it's a boy, Grandpa?) Oh! What a beauty he is! I love you, my beautiful and grand boys! ((We love you, too, Grandpa!)) Now who wants to skin the fish? ~ © 2016 Mark Richard Prime

shoulder the sunlight carry the wind hold the darkness at bay beg its council be heard rise with the moon as the sun rises on the other side for how else could we be engaged by the mystery of the moon and the majesty of the sun a circle of One a collection of all things not an ark, but a covenant as divine as it is brave © 2016 Mark Richard Prime