CONFESSION ZERO

Don't be a mimic in order to make yourself appear as what you're not, to persuade others of your supposed role in the unfolding, such a willful charade makes you a liar. © 2016 Mark Richard Prime

Why do we convince ourselves that the lie, no matter how slight it might be, is somehow better than the truth? It is truly the thing that becomes the roadblock in our way to seeking and perhaps even finding the truth. Overtime the little fib, the tall tale, the lie, becomes heavier and heavier, so heavy in fact, that the lie becomes the truth in our collective and lying eyes. Truly though, it is the ultimate truth that has never been known to us. Does this mean that belief is a lie? When we convince ourselves of something that is not the whole truth and nothing but the truth we find ourselves in a constant erosion of truth. Thank God then that it is a circle we traipse around on or we'd be sunk by the unfolding nature of deceit. Instead we find ourselves waking to a new truth, a new (H)eartH, a true Heaven. The key is to never forget, not memorize our mistakes only to again fall victim to their repetitive nature. © 2016 Mark Richard Prime

We have ourselves a conundrum. The burden of proof is upon you, the truth unfolds within Me. It is time to stop playing a desperate charade, upstairs and downstairs, out there and in here. I wouldn't want to say you are the great liar, I'd rather help you out... the truth unfolds within. Now do you see your burden? Love and Peace are not some sport for your godawful prayers. Love and Peace shall not succumb to such sightless pleas. When you pray against, your prayers devour your own spirit and leave exactness breathless. Stop. I am truly doing you a favor. The spirit is my domain in the flesh. I know you're confused... I am here to help with that. Actuality is now, not some believed beyond doubt reality. I'm sure you will do your best to plan my failure, but I have to urge you to use caution if you continue to imagine the strings upon me are in your hands. © 2016 Mark Richard Prime

(Liar!) Yes. Like I said before, everything’s a lie. Rejoice at knowing that you can’t know, that you don’t know. Belief’s a brute. It comes with a spirit or two who don’t play nice. (Sounds like an excuse.) Like none other. (Liar!) Yes. It all is. What we believe can’t be what is, God would have to be some monster in the sky instead of a part of the gift of the eternal Life beneath our feet… Eternity has already happened my friends. Eternity is. Get used to it, or go to sleep forevermore. Sleep forever, eternally. That’ll be simple for humankind to pull off, they’re so damn good at closing their eyes to their gravest sin; the attempted murder of all Life, Love and Laughter… (Silence…) Love! (Liar!) Enough! For the love of the HeartH end this your game of fearful beasts! Let us remember, let us know where we are, not where we believe we are! It is time for us to relinquish this God-fouled belief and begin to cleanse and restore what it is we know! Stop repeating ...

Everything I've said is a lie. It’s belief, and just because you or I believe it, doesn’t mean it nears the truth of what’s to come... Belief is not truth, it may have minute resemblance to the one exactness, but it certainly can’t begin to paint the truth, can it? (The truth of our devout beliefs, yes.) What of our reality? Doesn’t it, our truth, garner as much or more of our consideration as our beliefs? Wouldn’t that then render belief nearer to fiction, nearer to falsehood than our minds can fathom of the one non-fiction exactness? Call it God, call it Christ, Call it Allah, or any name you see fit, but the one exactness has had enough of our rhetoric of love. It’s time for our fullness of affection to breach the walls we’ve erected into prison cells that we might lock away our Life, our Love and our Laughter. © 2012 the spirit of Love dancing through Mark and Michelle Prime