CONFESSION ZERO

The sky breathed its medicine upon them. Soon they found themselves acting without their will. At first they found it terrifying, this idea of being an apprentice to the Creator, but, after some time, it became apparent, our reason for being. Years inexplicably pass in my conversation with God and I awaken in the future, which is now. Yes. Now they grow restless, urged the guard! They are angry with what’s been planned, halfway implemented, what’s been done to them, he explained. Now years move backward, a counterbalance of time, an equilibrium for humankind. Why do we continue to prod them like cattle? Why do they continue to slaughter themselves as soldiers for corporations, reduce themselves to the walking dead? The sky breathed its medicine upon them. © 2015 Mark Richard Prime

She is the Mother in search of a Father, at least a figure of the man she believes she needs, and she does, does Love. I need know the pang of my own vacant fatherhood. In order to serve, I ingest and cleanse sickness and fear, in search of self, coming up empty, still combing the debris and on to the next dis-ease until we are the cure and not some vacant thing waiting for a savior instead of being one. She manifests the echo of creation come through the balance between God and Love. I now believe. I scribe the story with a balanced curiosity, with many hands and many souls. She waits, I groove. I wait, She grooves. You wait, We groove. We do. © 2015 Mark Richard Prime

Forgiveness comes at birth for all, therefore, we either make a "Heaven" with what we're given or we create a "Hell" beneath our feet by what we believe. There is a balance to be met, we are far from meeting that balance given our over-consumption and unwillingness to find an equilibrium that ends all wars, feeds all people, respects all of Life, loves everyone and cherishes Home. © 2015 Mark Richard Prime, I am.

(Somebody shut this guy up!) Equilibrium. (Look Equilibrium, I don't care to hear your plans you say will manifest. If they ain't already manifesting, you ain't no better 'n some snake-oil salesman. Git on out'o here for I skin yee alive, foul blasphemer!) What? (Jist kidding witchoo! Lighten up, my brother!) Nearing kin, but much less than kind. Stand down, bold spirits, you're going to need to dance with Me before all is decided. © 2015 Mark Richard Prime, I am.

When I'm told where I am, I'm then preparing for when I know. © 2015 Mark Richard Prime, I am.

I offer a way through to the powers that have assumed control of the money, this day was set to come by your greed! God forbids you to not repent for such a sorrow as that. Then fix this bloody mess, God’s got a few things God would like to say… We’ll have need of understanding the message; nature is the soundtrack to God’s speech. If you don’t hear it where you are, you need make it so. It’s asking very little of ourselves and much further patience from God waiting on us to be humble. (Why now?) The balance had to be met. Hello, nice to have met you, God and Love. I’m the Scribe of and for Peace’s story. It’s a dance card I truly had to have, I hope you don’t mind me tagging along as Love’s truth on (H)eartH? (Rhetorical, dude…) Yip. After all of these years, Love finally sees her equal Love in Peace a union now being seen for what it has always been with she and I, One Love in its fullness to One Peace in his Prime, together, that’s a circle. It’s but one circle, she and I...

Reverse order dance to begin in 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1- I am the last one, therefore the balance between God and our human kind of Love, it is a delicate harmony that must be met giving weight to both and polishing the center. You will know the balance by the wings rising up between them, soaring to God and then soaring Homeward with the Truth pouring forth a plea of affections upon (H)eartH and upon all Life. A prayer of our birthright to mercy, of our duty of compassion moving through all so that humankind's tenure is one of affection and empathy, not war and vengeance, not a whiff of them in our use of Heaven’s air floating within and all around us. I am the balance and my duty is to all and everything, not some and most, but all. Do not mistake my actions and words as anything but a truth making its way through all deception, all truth. Deviations are known, recycled back through the story without exception. Rejoice, for his is a rebirth! A new chapter in the breath of one t...

8. Kindness and Peace trump all else brought forth of our tenure. Kindness and Peace. 7. Peace is calling out to you and will do everything in his power to end this failure with the resurrection of the (H)eartH that you should never have mocked or forgotten. 6. Rise up! Forbid the one that’s asked of you that is not of Love and Peace. Turn it away with haste, it is not your friend, it hasn't your best interests at heart. 5. What of the moments in doubt, surely not enough are clouded by the profit of one tree in all of the forest? 4. I fold my hands outward toward you asking that you receive my loving peace in full, not with a sideways glance, but a dance... that lifts us both. 3. Balance is key. Belief leads us to act, so, a loving belief, it would stand to reason, should be we human’s objective when it comes to our words. Our words, doctrine and otherwise, should be crafted into a most loving outcome. Let soar your beliefs but always keep an eye on the ground… 2. Che...

If we are to be one, we must believe in ourselves and in one another. When we believe in each other, I in you and you in me, we reach the balance of us, one. See? © 2013 the spirit of Love dancing through Mark Richard Prime

No. I refuse to become the suffering found in our reality as much as we fear one another. Let us love one another, let us rise up together and take back our sovereignty from the machine that squeezes in our sides and bangs upon our head like a gong, bing bong, sing this song, and never imagine me as anyone but Mark Richard Prime, one of many at Peace because of Love and Forgiveness... © 2012 the spirit of Love dancing through Mark Richard Prime

The ultimate quirk of fate, is when you realize that what everyone is seeing you as is the person you've grown up to be instead of the person and loving spirit that had for so long been hidden beneath. Not something sinister below the ground, but something lovely, now and now and now, here and loving. Our reality is before us. Beliefs nowhere to be found, our truth, wafting within our frame, ready to battle within a personal wage along with the spirit’s walking the streets, those that are sitting idly by, and those across the ether whose prayers are aimed at Love’s tallness. When the rains come without warning and burst their sorrow upon humankind’s murderous Life, these, dare I say it, words, will comfort the blow of recognizing where I am. There is a balance that must be reached to preserve the Home, and it’s a practice to remember where you are, to keep you from trashing the place like its hell that you want to own… (Oh well, you can’t take it with you! Am I right about t...

To all my fellow brothers and sisters, I offer nothing less than my love, and to my Home I offer the sturdiest of my belief, that which counts before it gets to know the truth of another. I’m headed toward goodness, whatever it may or may not be is not for me to imagine for if I cannot know, I cannot imagine it to be. I will be wrong, so I am trying my best at being the least bit Algebraic in my thoughts. (You? Math? Ha! That’s an outright joke! You couldn’t do math to save your life, numbskull!) And a good day to you fine spirit. (Cut the crap, scribe and get to scribing!) I am and you are along my way. Hello. It was most kind of you to dance with me this morning. It is a dance, our turn to make a difference in what we know instead of ignoring the truth in our duality, what we know and what we can’t. We are gnashing our wits in the hell of our making and we’ve begun to see instead of flee, we are standing up for Home, for Love, for all and everything! Let us empower ourselves...

( Open Path - Love and Fear ) (Everyone's experience is different.) And since, in my belief, belief is ever-evolving, as evidenced from my experience, then, in my belief, it must stand to reason that I’m waiting to add your loving belief with mine. A dance in Heaven like no other! Imagine doing so, even if you cannot “believe” it, for the result of Love shall be Love. What’s not to Love? (Fear...) What's to Love? (Wind) (Birds) (Spirit) (Sight) (Sound) (Silence) © 2012 by the spirits dancing with mark richard prime