CONFESSION ZERO

This is my truth... I was born in 1963, before JFK was president. The shot heard 'round the world, was never just a shot, it was more than that- (Conspiracy nut!) It is not the conspiracy, it was the attention it garnered of our sensibilities to our nation, especially having elected a prince charming to the highest office in the land. Ha ha, what a tea party must have been like with him. The shot rang out- conspiracy born out of the air, from the air, as the air. Best we would have surrounded ourselves as One instead of splintering into knots this idea born called terrorism. We need become worthy of our tenure sometime before we go, not as individuals, though that fact, too, has its benefits, but I speak of a collective, and as a collective, anything outside of our loving imaginations is the only limit! Smile and let's engage Me, shall We? Smile upon, engage me now. © 2015 Mark Richard Prime, I am.

It will not last, this trap set for Me. It is in the dance and sometimes I wish I wouldn't bother with the talk of espionage, but it certainly livens up the symphony of words, I'll give it that. © 2015 Mark Richard Prime, I am.

If you were truly interested in understanding another's point of view, first you have to hear it and if we are all ready at one another's throats then it will go unheard and what a pity that would be of this gem of a story, the truth unfolding before us in this speech. Overwhelmed by the God I found within Me. It's more of a comforting tragedy that way, it only feels tragic, tragic would be not having learned from its dance... © 2015 Mark Richard Prime, I am.

Come and ask me friends, readers. country, continent, friends, finely feathered, believers, agnostic, atheist, all kinds, all kind, One. God is within Me in my dance with anyone and all, the perfect storm of thirty years of misunderstanding, blindness on my part, God anger with my fledgling creation, but approving of my belief, because it was nearest to truth than all I had ever heard or imagined, that and it caught the eye of Creation.__MrP © 2015 MrP

I may appear, at times, foolish in my human shell, but I have by no means been fooled in the dance. I have moved through the years in reverse order, now the light is shining brightly, my spirit is moving outwardly toting Love and Peace from the inside to the out of Me. I do not pretend to know, but what I’m given, I believe, is a truth born within and now being sent through my speech. The medicine’s (God) changed me from who I had become to a person now enveloped in Creation’s loving tongue. She’s with me, is Love, a union with Peace since begun. My way may seem reckless, but it leads Me to Heaven, a course set long ago, lifetimes of forgetting where I've been. The many spirits in Me now, do sense a fateful dawn, a road less traveled my feet have been set down upon, The truth of the wind and Me honoring the Mother’s plea, Creation’s glance upon the very nature of We. Mark Richard Prime, the last one with Love’s agreement and Peace’s tongue… Love and Peace ...

When seeking your belief, did you by any chance think of God before ever reading the story in your holy book? Did you not seek him at your first breath? Did God not have you from your beginning just as God will have you in the never-end of Heaven? We all find God at our births, for there is no God without conception. See? (I shudder to imagine my fate after this news...) Did you by any chance imagine for a second, since you "found" God, that maybe it is not a story, but a way of being? Humble, needful, kind, loving, giving, helpful and peaceful? A child of Creation? Of the very God you profess to me that finds Hell a thing worth manifesting from our most fervent beliefs in it? I mean, what is the alternative for a creator if Heaven and Hell are the only options for Creation's offspring? Hell? Not on your pious life, not on your judgmental life, not on your short-sighted faith, not on your life, my friends, my brothers and sisters, will I ever demand another follow Go...

Believe in what carves away the fear and leaves the Love within our dance and our song. Sing it. Love it. Laugh with it. Be at Peace within it. It has grips built in for us to retain our strength and journey with it's will as much as ours, as one. One. One. Not one day, but all and every day, rejoice in our fortune. The (H)eartH is laughing, joyous in our consideration of Life... Love and Peace © 2013 the spirit of Love dancing through Mark Richard Prime

When does it fade, this song of our need, our ears need be attentive to its call to us, to the collective. We need all and one another, we needn't deny our purpose and forget the story of We, We need begin it again in our dance with one another, with our truth beneath our feet and in our hands in motion toward one another. Love. Love. Love. Love. Love. an infinity of Love's embrace... © 2013 the spirit of Love dancing through Mark Richard Prime

O! Awaken me! It is time for our dance to evolve into the truth that's worth repeating. Know it, sense it, live it, love it, laugh with it, it is the joy of the truth personified! Boom boom... © 2013 the spirit of Love dancing through Mark Richard Prime

Love, it'll do you and the world a much needed favor. Laugh, you'll feel happier during and after. Dance, no one's going to mind if you do. Sing, you're a very unique individual you. Live. © 2013 the spirit of Love dancing through Mark Richard Prime

Perhaps those who were not dancing were also unseen by those that were. If we've cause to dance, let us also have cause to sing... © 2013 the spirit of Love dancing through Mark Richard Prime

There are many spirits within Me, dancing to beat the band. I'm ready to evolve our dance further down the rabbit hole. The noise now skyrockets, as if they want me to end these words. Inevitably the dance brings me back to scribing without awareness. I am awake in my waking Life. The spirit is waiting at the edge. Peace © 2013 the spirit of Love dancing through Mark Richard Prime

There will soon be no traffic. Imagine what a signal of a new age, one of reasonable truths flowing through all of our veins simultaneously, we just might lose our collective mind all together. Let us take a reasoned approach to belief and just be. Be the God you were born to be and rejoice IN OUR MUTUAL DANCE! (Must it be mutual?) Yes. Without consent, your number one birthright, a solemn vow we did make with Creation, to care for the (H)eartH as if it were our only future Home, will be lost! (Be who you were born to be blah blah blah blah! You weren't just born to scribe your own damn story, you couldn't if you tried, let alone save everyone and all!) Really? Then why do you feel the need to say it, if it's, according to you, set in stone, so to speak? The dance my friend, is my pleasure, the truth as tap shoes, fingers and keyboard as substitute (Idiot!) Boom boom, bang bing bong The wind summons my courage to truly be who i was born to be. The traffic mute...

I remember the spirited dance from all of those years ago, without knowing a damn thing about why I was here or there in the first place, less a choice and more fate. They "know" and "knew" me in the basic way we think on it, but their spirits know me well enough to conclude that I was stumbling and tumbling, not unlike a clown. I landed on my feet only after I crashed my head, so my feet landed in agony and not in the center of Love where I belonged... © 2013 the spirit of Love dancing through Mark Richard Prime

Hope I've need to dance a dance of Forgiveness upon every living thing upon the (H)eartH. And then, grasp my own fate in all of this, I considered it less than one might imagine it's worth. I do imagine it as most Loving, so I'm set to pop! Bippety boo wha wha, goes the whistle of Peace, the soul-mate of Love and Forgiveness... The children smiled upon the once silent man, who spoke in riddles as long as his grin, yet now I dance to the rhythm within... All aboard for the ride of your life! I do imagine it as most Loving, so I'm set to pop! Bippety boo wha wha, goes the whistle of Peace, the soul-mate of Love and Forgiveness. See? © 2012 the spirit of Love dancing through Mark Richard Prime

This is Romeo and Juliet, Peace should be our conclusions found in our spirits, we've begun the dance. Pardon me, I thought I would ask if it's okay with you that I engage your loving spirit? I promise to give it back without fear... We are carved of all others, we are brothers and sisters around the globe, we are kinship, Love and Peace, so let's damn well act like it! But God chose Love and Love is God, bing bang and a rat a tang bang, there are no devils or phantoms within, we imagined them! Imagine your Love into your own story. You, them and they and thee, knew and I did not, the choice was on you... © 2012 the spirit of Love dancing through Mark Richard Prime

The dance is on and I could not be happier, God and Love both are breathing in me as we speak, so I know who I am without remembering it... The truth in the knowing part is most fervent and resolute that i begin to speak. (You are speaking, Scribe! If you only "knew"! You're so caught up in both your reality and your belief that they're beginning to resemble one another!) Then I am reaching a balance within and without... I don't know anything, I believe... But I am not belief! I am me! Who I was born to be and if belief (imagined) will marry our reality (the unimaginable we'll live happily ever after at last and everybody and everything has a part to play in the thrilling comedy of Love...) What you must think of me now when reflected against then? What you must have thought of me then with my face of two sides and my dance of flailing rage? I am not that man any longer, I have been born again through belief... Belief then is something, eh? Bel...

Spirit, I beg your pardon, I was leaving my take on it, sorry if that offended you, but we all do what we need to do in order to sate another's belief, belief is what you think it is, not what it thinks of you... I am not meaning to upset you, not in the least my friend(s), I'm using our dance as the bridge to Love's center and with only loving thoughts and loving gestures. We are all gurus, my friend. We are always gurus, it's our right, it's our right to speak what we believe, I just thought I'd dance my belief into my reality and leave it at that! Snip snip snap and a rat a tat tat, bing, bang, boom it's Love's lens to zoom in near enough for me to see it, write it or read it. O! The dance has me moving to her drum, her orchestra of sound made of the human spirit! Sorry, spirit, but I caught you and I in mid-prayer. As you were. :) Love, peace and goodness to you, yours and the (H)eartH... Love, peace and goodness to you, yours and the (H)e...

I have a lot of spiritual commonality with my friends, my fellow spirits. I dance with them all; my family, you, you, you, and you, and you, as I'm in prayer, a call to your spirit of love, if you will, to recreate my dreams... © 2012 the spirit of Love dancing through Mark Richard Prime

These lines of Love are meant to be written since its my chosen modus operandi, a mode of operation to be at peace in my dance with the fearful spirit. Be at peace that the fear and me might dance, that we both learn a lesson from the many steps found within... © 2012 the spirit of Love dancing through Mark Richard Prime