CONFESSION ZERO

Tonight I scribe as I have been, but in this moment, this now, this prayer, the night surrounds me, the bitter wind its lament and cry the loving spirit flying the birds to the Mother’s affections. (“The meek shall inherit the eartH”?) I don’t know, but the truth is now resting inside of my path, my chosen path to salvation, to live, love and laugh! I had to craft this, my belief that I am a son of God and Love. Not the only son, but merely one son of the many sons and daughters of Creation. I could believe no other way, not if I was to reach the arms of Love and God in my dance… What way would you have had me chisel, up or down? I imagined that I was chiseling my way out of the hell of my own creation, upside down as I was, I had to be making my way up, climbing through the snakes of my conjuring. We, I believe, can go no other way or be subject to sleep forever in bliss, without pain and remembrance, without thought or Love, save for your spirit, Love’s taken what it needed ...

Trust in Love, Mark Richard Prime. It's the way through in your story and it's the way through in your Life, forgo that and you'll have ended it, your made up never-end, but who could blame you, considering the amount of knowledge we'd been limited to for far too many years? We are children of Love and God's evolution, spiritually and physically... © 2012 the spirit of Love dancing through Mark Richard Prime

The distant traffic's humming has lessened for me today, it is almost as if it signifies evolution, summons the truth to its summit, Forgiveness to its feet, Love everywhere within it... Hold on tight my friends, belief's about to take a turn on the wheel, get your self in order, Love's about to pop! Rejoice that you do not know until it is known, that you remember your place is in Heaven and you reflect it. Hell's been made up by our fears, I say let's make it out of nothing but Life, Love and Laughter and let the chips fall where they may... © 2012 the spirit of Love dancing through Mark Richard Prime

I must move on, evolve, begin my dance with Love in reality and in prayer. I can assure you, I don't regret it. Whatever makes your heart sing, remember it's every note, for that might just be your individual salvation from the wrath of the Mother. Is it enough? Has it made its way to us from where we began, the birth molecule fires, and it is in that first moment of breath that we know precisely who and what and where we are...? When I die it is no different, and even without my head, my spirit still lives beyond it and I'm released into the kingdom of God and Love. Wherever that might be is irrelevant, it's what it is, and what it is has a choke hold on human beliefs! Love's fortune grabbed a hold of me living, laughing, and loving, I wasn't about to let go. Careful... Do not try this at home, no one under the age of reason need try, and reason, my friends, is coming around the corner. Bing bang down the alley, zip pop ping down the lane, across the f...

I mean who wants hell? Who really wants to continue to writhe and gnash our teeth in ignorance, pull out our hair for not knowing, for not remembering (there is no difference), and burning evermore in agony because another believes it to be? Our beliefs are most powerful, my friends, if I had only remembered in time to save the (H)eartH from the myriad of transgressions upon her soil, I might feel better about this revelation. If we believe it, it does come true. So if your version of God is hunky dory with you and yours, then by all means, send yourself to heaven and be lord over hell for eternity right along with the rest of "humanity"... We are children of God, we must begin to understand that idea. We, my dear friends all, are meant to be heirs in Heaven, so why not begin now in your evolution to Love and Forgiveness? We are meant to believe in something, otherwise we'd be a black hole, untapped, unimaginable and ready to evolve... (Where are you going with thi...

This day rose up with a nuance I'd yet to imagine, the conquest is on, has been on for some time now, and we, the "meek", must begin our solemn duty to believe in something greater than the self! Let us all take our solemn vows and join them in holy matrimony upon the (H)eartH of Creation with a smile and a profound Love for all things, great and small... © 2012 the spirit of Love dancing through Mark Richard Prime

The eartH's remedy for our fall is found both physically and spiritually, let us imagine ourselves alone against fear. Love vacates the building, and all hell breaks loose. Imagine if the shoe were on the other foot and Love entered in instead, or better yet, Love was able to roam about from spirit to spirit and dance with whomever it pleased and was still able to remain within all of Creation? O! What a dance that will be! © 2012 the spirit of Love dancing through Mark Richard Prime