CONFESSION ZERO

There's a gift here, let's imbibe in it and begin to Live like we're Alive! No more war. No more hate for hate's sake for any sake. Only Peace, Kindness, Love, Affection, Forgiveness, silence, sleep, dream, and the trance goes on its own now. "This dream is real, within my reach, I'm trying not to startle it as I'm coming from behind..." I smile. © 2015 Peace, Love, Laughter, Forgiveness, MrP, Scribe, Mark Richard Prime

We do not have to love, we do not have to battle for peace. Peace comes humble and righteous on the circle, we merely need open ourselves up to the light within each of us. Remove our suffering by engaging our brothers and sisters. We are ready to begin in earnest. We are prepared to douse the fear that drapes our laughter, smothers our sense of one another, suffocates nature’s flux stone-deep. We do not have to love the air, soil, rock, tree and water, it just makes sense we do. Wherever we might journey on the circle, we must always remember to offer kindness, honest kindness. The spirit blanches at cruelty, summons the many spirits to rise up to its quivering. © 2014 Mark Richard Prime

(Humanity seems to have missed the larger picture of what it knows and opted instead to rely on what it believes, though the (H)eartH still breathes beneath its feet and gravity holds its thankless flesh and blood to the degree of forgiveness it gives and receives.) This is not mere belief, it is actuality... the grand wedding of reality and belief coming forth, thank God, as love and peace. Better yet, the union is that of kindness? Yes. Kindness working its way through me, trying to take hold to become my breath from Creation's (H)eartH. I pray for the truth of Me, the flip-side of We... __Mark Richard Prime with the Spirit's agreement © 2014 Mark Richard Prime

Rest your igniting treachery within this world. Give respite to the heart beating upon the street. Gaze upon the earth’s laurels for a time, Reflect upon the beautiful light of the harvest moon, Recall the wonder of lights swimming over the ice, Reach for the song of nature’s awakening. I will meet you there my friends upon the vast waters. I will meet you upon the glorious mountains. I will meet you upon the mighty shore. I will meet you there, at peace in the valley of man. We'll exchange the most magnificent of songs, And with one another trade glimmering humanity. Come! Let us not look upon hunger thanking God we're not, For we are my friends, our living needn't be empty. Give to them not a beggar’s insult But instead thrum on the bucket and feed of them. Nourish them as you would your offspring. Sing them a song as you would a dear friend. Look into the hunger and exchange goodness. Quench their need and you'll extinguish your own, Give them...

It feels like forever my cry, my plea, my love to voice, peace swimming forever and ever into its own, from fledgling innocence to full bore flesh splayed for the world to witness the gravel of graves, the bleached bone and flesh of consumption, the sharp end of the sorrow coming our way, birds flying higher, higher still to simply breathe. The dream’s concluded, now is the time to act. Scream! © 2014 Mark Richard Prime

© 2014 Mark Richard Prime

If God is Love and Peace then Peace and Love are God, so doesn't it stand to reason that our greatest human duty is to cherish Home and one another and be the heirs to Kindness and Harmony? We needn't anyone to teach us this, so cherish one another, cherish all, cherish the Mother & Father (H)eartH, that Life might eternally be loving and peaceful after we've awoken to find ourselves in Heaven. I pray... © 2014 Mark Richard Prime

When I married my belief to my reality I did not do so for my reality to exact some damned vengeance upon me! I didn't do so for it to find cause to ridicule me! I didn't wed it with any idea of having to suffer more! I didn't do it in order to be used like a remote control manipulating me as if I'm some damned device at affection's selfish disposal! I did not do it for any other reason but that it was what was needed in order for me to honor my promise to Home and God! Honor as I saw and see fit, not as another might imagine or demand of me by entering in without my knowledge! There are many things that have slipped by me in my sleep for the past thirty or so years, but the truth of my place is certainly not one of them! It is not to be used, it is to merge within all a Peace that will not be vanquished until all war and schemes have failed in their quest to send even one more to the gallows of shame or to the brunt of wars hammer or one more to the cruelty ...

My dreams sometimes carry me to suspicion. Dear God, let me be who I am when I awake, Peace, a part of the collective's truth, Angel’s to reckon with your Home. Dear (H)eartH, your saviors are soon to arrive, we've much to do, much to salvage of our sleep, Kindness, branches for your exactness, stewards to this awakened dream. © 2014 Mark Richard Prime

The dream of Hell I readily discounted, for if this belief is that of only Love and Peace, agony hasn't room to lay its head. Suffering isn't anything but natural change, adaptation, evolutionary lines moving our bodies, our skin down, in the never-end of returning to her bosom. What lies ahead? I do not know, save for the victory of Kindness, Peace and Love... © 2014 Mark Richard Prime

Kindness is when what one does and says coincides with how one thinks. © 2014 Mark Richard Prime

Kindness and Peace trump all else brought forth of our tenure. © 2014 Mark Richard Prime

Human capacity to know "Love", to feel "Love", to see "Love" is how "Love" gets defined down until it's useless as a descriptor of feelings, therefore, "Kindness" is what needs to be used in its stead, it needs no definition, it is an action and it is undeniable when one sees it. © 2014 Mark Richard Prime

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...

I am humbled by the spirit's kindness. It's not just "mine", this belief that tumbles forth for all to see if they decide to do so. It's ours, it's humankinds as far as I can discern. It is the muse of muses in my belief, God, Love, Peace and Laughter... the medicines that are natural to humankind, (H)eartH based, but not restricted to only what's believed, but what is known to us, and therein lies the dance within my belief. Dance, it's unfolding as we speak. Thank you for your part, kind spirits, in the fullness of our Love among one another and Home. © 2013 the spirit of Love dancing through Mark Richard Prime

Thank you, kind spirits. I, Mark Richard Prime, am humbled and your kindness is delivering unto me the truth of who we are. It's not just me, it's you. Fifty-fifty, equals through and through. Any kind you bestow unto me, I bow to the words before, I myself take any bow. Humble I'll stay, though from your viewpoint I may not know, I am. I am Me, We, We are the whole of Love, Forgiveness, Peace and Laughter... Peace Let the dance come roaring on the key's of dance, upon the piano's hands, moving their Love across our glance! The drums come in right on cue in my belief, they enter in do these instruments of the one song we've been entrusted to be caretakers of this (H)eartH. The sax and the flute hold hands as their beat moves me across the self like partner, thought's in sync, dance mates, choreographers of Heaven, nothing less in our ease which dwells with indifference. The roommate that needs to go because he's manifesting the truth in hi...

The need to be kind (charitable) is most efficient when directed toward Home and at human need. This would, in time, negate the idea of "charity" as an "option" and instead make being kind the norm of our use of Home and one another. Peace and Love are down with that. (Let's begin. Shall we?) © 2013 the spirit of Love dancing through Mark Richard Prime

We better plant our garden with faith and kindness, otherwise, the spirit will be as hungry as the vessels that carry them... © 2013 the spirit of Love dancing through Mark Richard Prime

( Red eartH Museum - Spirit Dance - BAM's Blog ) Dancing with the spirit is a matter of timing, or so I've come to find out. I may be dancing with the spirit of another while in the presence of another, the dance cards old, but the belief I let breathe, then I remove the fear within it and release the spirit back into a loving belief and so on. It dances in me and I'm dancing in Love. The way it was meant to be for me, loving, kind, good, giving and peaceful- forgiveness is my Lovely Love’s most stunning gift and I’m absorbing that there is no doubt, in my belief… © 2012 the spirit of Love dancing through Mark and Michelle Prime

Did you think me incapable, spirit? Did you imagine I’m not up to the challenge of Love? You might have had some pretty solid evidence of my fear overriding my love in the past, but I am living a moment that will never arrive as I imagined and I am not the same man after witnessing Heaven. I am no longer alone. I have the spirit of Creation breathing through my veins and Love is present with every in and exhalation. Stop thinking anything other than, “Trust in Love.” If it isn’t loving, Love doesn’t desire it. If it is love, then send it forth with gladness in your Heart(H)… (The traffic roars in with its own version of humankind’s imagined end… Boom. Boom. Boom goes the eartH…) Eternal structure, heavenly orb, do swing me skyward, that I may, in my return to eartH, look upon you with nothing less than Love… (The Mother is the key. Be humble in your words and be righteous within your belief…) © 2012 by the spirits dancing with mark richard prime