CONFESSION ZERO

I was and am not entrapped. The deception toward Me has failed to garner enough momentum to even form a cohesive argument against my rising up to God's Speech within, rising up to God, flesh and bone likeness, a dream, "God" is all things, we are included in that equation. Think. Be Godlike, don't imagine, even for a second, that you are God, until it is manifest in the spirit, not before then. Remember, friends, the truth, unknown as it is to us, is exactly what we believe it to be. Belief, therefore, is foremost a subtle form of manifestation. Imagine if the truth were to be followed, a paint by numbers sort of thing, imagine the masterpeace created of such belief? Belief's are thoughts, my friends, there's no two ways about it, there is but one- change the perception that we are not creators and be creators of a humble artwork upon the Queen and Kind of all planets known to us, by us, for us and within us. Kinship to Home is not some goal to reach, it is...

Look, you know me... I hear the train whistle blowing, a shadow there, a truth without wings... Look, you know Me. Something hidden is there. Why such strength that I am leading them where they need go to find the truth? Not sure why's relevant, even the how is secondary to my doing it. © 2015 Mark Richard Prime, I am.

There comes a time that I sense that these streaming words are most important There comes a time that the truth begins to show through the cracks in War's veneer There comes a time that we shall thrum with God's Forgiveness, we angels of Exactness There comes a time to help out a savior fallen in a conundrum I might have to fire myself as the balance, and take a stand for what's mine! Smile on me Love! The dance is my (Love and Peace's) pleasure. My translation will be the echo breathed out of Me into formation with the story, come with Me... All are worth as equals, all. © 2015 Mark Richard Prime, I am.

You better be understanding that you do not speak for God. (Note to self: I am not God.) You better be recognizing your place in all of the swirl. (Not to self: I am the swirl.) You better be seeking council with God within, self needs assessing, only tax we put upon ourselves after being left without much choice, but to believe in something after that is more mind-boggling than now. Up and up, away and in, come into God's path, there's no stopping it- creation then is our role, create with Love and with Peace, all is already forgiven in this conundrum we call now... (Just received call from a male-enhancement product line and all I could say to the representative is, "Stop selling the lie. Stop selling a product that does not do as it says it will do.") Stop selling products that do nothing more than stroke the over-energized wits of those who imagine they need such nonsense as a product that generates money without generating results, and even if it did wo...

To the point of disbelief to the point whittled of lies to the point of the body playing tricks on you the only way most come down from such delusions of place is by being taken down from off of a cross or some such tortured symbol of humankind's ignorance of self that you've been nailed to for far too damned long. Savior to the savior(s). It's what God required, what I delivered by falling into it instead of away from it. I accepted my fate in order to change it. Boom boom gently wafts through the story in a way that is at last most telling. Smile on the centerpeace of We. Smile on Me. I didn't choose it, it was chosen, go with it. And you will know me by my word, not by my deed. It's simple really. I am. Have to be. Was, is and am, that man. The next to last or last of One or the last One. Instead of torture heaped upon Me, I have felt much deceit- impossible traps, not something I can change, the past, but the future, now, now and the future are l...

I am here, evolving, you are there devolving of the sludge selfmade upon you. It is not anymore vile than the next, but it is all damn well vile! Contempt of the court, yes! I'm in contempt of the world's use of its genius beasts here to make life a pleasant experience! Not some damn fouled war! Lower all weapons and sing praises to the one who brought you from out of the clouds, but Me, for I had to take a journey of my own misuse and blow my Love's mind when my words favored her side to mine, but that was the spirit falling on his sword, giving you a priveledge unwanted, yet used to exact something from it that was certainly based on our Love at this juncture in the test you required of Love, be who your supposed to be an d all else words, works itself out... © 2015 Mark Richard Prime, I am.

And there we thought we had little to offer, she and I. Seems the echo of the earlier mirror analogy is ours to reflect upon, pun intended. Forbid We ever become so enamored with the self that We fail to honor our original vow, the stewardship of Home, Life, and most assuredly, the vow of our kinship. © 2015 Mark Richard Prime

* This is the echo within Me. The "you" to whom I speak or that is spoken to, is Me, as it, I believe, was meant to be... * ...If you want to hear the truth of other people, you can only look to you, then as a part of them all. Don't judge another as you imagine they should be, don't look at them as if you're better, don't mock them for their life, their choices, their pitfalls, their sins, their fame, their fortune, their self-made bubble, their language, their walk, their talk, their education, their ignorance, their job, their title, their physical attributes, their swagger, their disheveled gait, their bravado, their silence, or their dis-ease, first look to your own. Look within yourself and ask, am I better than those I see? Ask a question that is relevant to who you are, who you've allowed yourself to become. Look within to that spirit that walks and talks through you every day. Not Jesus, not God, not Buddha, not Krishna, not Vishnu, not All...

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(A real man isn't weak, isn't out of shape, has no bad habits, isn't violent, isn't unproductive, isn't out of control, isn't angry, isn't-) Okay! Let Me stop you right there, negated spirit! First of all no one wants to know what a real man isn't! Tell your audience what a real man is and I bet you'll have a debate on your hands. We think we know God from reading a book or hearing a tale of old? Come on! We should know God God's inside of us and we are creating a fledgling of a myriad of beliefs, some maddened, some delirious, some tragic, some spiritualistic, some methodical, some silent, some loud, some whispered, some with none. Let's create a belief in Home and one another worth repeating when God makes God's entrance through Me. Jesus was on the right track then began to center in on the self, where God waits in earnest. Second son, Next One, Risen sun... Love AND Peace Step aside, brother, this is gonna take you off of you...

Stop trying to interrupt my flow, my entrance is due anytime, which is vague, yet honest to be sure. Those that steal this truth will face Me, and I will do the same. (You'll face yourself, too...) I did that shite for thirty years! Ain't no sense in doing it more! (Okay, geeze! Settle down, Scribbler.) I'm sorry if I've frightened you with the possibilities, but you will just have to TRUST ME, I am who I say I am. Peace, with Love's agreement. End all WAR! Now is the only moment that matters, so make that now and now and now and now and now and now and now and now and watch Peace work the magic. No wink. Notice? ~ I heard a voice saying, "Be brave". I thought to myself, bravery would be coming with Me! What an upside-down, bright-side up existence. (Sure beats a hard knock life...) Yip. ~ If you are without, come see me. If you want to hear a maddened man speak, be at Express Coffee and More Friday 7pm. It'll be the one conv...

If we explored as deep inside of ourselves as we did outside, we'd understand better that Home and Life are so much more than our human capacities can perceive. © 2014 Mark Richard Prime

I’m a cresting rainbow a waterfall a thunder clap and a lightening roll a human bearer of love a scroll a scribe a magician a mortal forgiven a bolt beneath the radar a child joyfully becoming the fullness of Peace © 2014 Mark Richard Prime

I think we are robbed of our personal journey when we are instructed, especially as children, to believe what others tell us is the absolute truth, instead of being allowed to take the journey to find out for ourselves. It is within, we just have to be encouraged to seek it there. I think it's a grave mistake to tell another what they MUST believe, and especially shameful if that instruction is given with the fear of an eternal damnation. Fear shall not be found in Love or Peace's fullness. Fear will have no refuge in Heaven. There is no Hell, only the fear of it. © 2014 Mark Richard Prime

© 2014 Mark Richard Prime

Manipulate:— 1. to handle or use, esp with some skill, in a process or action: to manipulate a pair of scissors 2. to negotiate, control, or influence (something or someone) cleverly, skillfully, or deviously 3. to falsify (a bill, accounts, etc) for one's own advantage 4. (in physiotherapy) to examine or treat manually, as in loosening a joint ~ It is number 2 and 3 that I truly sense swirling all about Me and throughout Me, especially from those spirits that are nearest to Me, which may or may not include my own. Makes sense... for here is where I am. The deceptive spirits remain within Me and nearest to my consciousness. It's more a curse for them and Me than a blessing. It is a part of my penance, so trying to hide them or manipulate Me does no one even a sliver of good, it only prolongs the inevitable. (Sounds like Hell.) Agonizing perhaps, but certainly not eternal. Forgiveness is born within all. (Silence...) I've, for some time now, sensed anothe...

It is a simple idea, "I am", yet contains all within it. Anything after I am sets a limit to who we can be and even to what we might become. I say I am Peace, yes, but only because Peace is infinite, beginning and never-end, and it has the added benefit of including all and everything. I am. © 2014 Mark Richard Prime

Our own "point of view" is not reliant upon another. Another's view can certainly shape our own, yes, but in no way is it reliant upon it to have a view that is open-minded. Acceptance that all have their own mind to shape is what makes one open-minded, but We must be careful not to lop off our own personal view just because we hear another's and agree with it. We should maintain our own, and, if we alone choose, allow it to be shaped by our experience of another's, then that is of our choosing. Our viewpoint is not to be replaced like a damn light-bulb. I maintain my true identity born within, if I alone shape it, add to it, from other viewpoints, fine, but, if I wholly replace mine with another's, I do no favors for what was born within "Me". If I do that, it's nothing more than wholesale surrender of the sovereign self and that is not open-mindedness. We shouldn't give "ourselves" away by another's experience, if history...

When the stage has been stacked against you, it's time to summon God to "know" what to do. Summoning the God within is not just about God, it is about the shell's belief, if that shell had none, there's your answer, reality is truth and truth is the belief in it, it is also the spirit, the dance already in progress and long before We were summoned as stewards for a lonely (H)eartH and a mislaid God... Peace&Love Love&Peace © 2013 the spirit of Love dancing through Mark Richard Prime

The second you are telling yourself who I am will be the second you begin to see who I am. Who we all are if we'll but journey toward Forgiveness... War and murder and rape and toxins, toxic ideas bent on indoctrination, the collective's intoxication of Fear's fullness. Let them go! Wash away your hell from your books! Believe in one another again like in the beginning and you shall transport yourself there! Boom boom goes the bing bong bing of Revelation! Revelation's (the book) is not the enemy, your action's regarding your concoction of Hell instead of Heaven is the only Revelation (lesson) you'll truly have need to remember... Forgiveness is born in all, it never leaves us. ...Irony doesn't even begin to cover it... © 2013 the spirit of Love dancing through Mark Richard Prime