CONFESSION ZERO

I’m at long last realizing that I am one with Love. Loving, good, protective, like a beast, loving, like a child, like the songbird’s morning salute to Life, Laughter and Love. Reoice like the man I’m meant to be, the person we all must seek in order to know God… Look everyone, I’m not sure where this is going but my guess, if I had one to imagine… where I shouldn’t, I’d say anywhere from eartH, to ground zero, and humankind’s need to know. We must unite as one brother, one sister, as one child of creation… Our purpose unknown, but if we would but imagine for a second that this our life, were not some puzzle that we must figure out to the best of our ability and treat our home as the most sacred of Mothers… Love, she roars! Love she soars! Love she has my tongue and I’m wielding it for all to hear! Rejoice in that if you choose, but live it while you breathe! This Heaven you’ve long sought. Where are you child…? (Sound…) Horrible are they that linger with their Love beaten dow

Let’s stop paying for our sins over and over until one side looks just like the other, guilt ridden faces clenched in horror at the reflection of what we’ve become… I guess I still don't get it! Why are we making our priorities that of anything but the cure for our loveless consumption! Feed the hungry! Feed them in all you do. (Aside: spaying and neutering of the other animals might be a good idea for the dogs and cats, but it sure hasn't done anything for our reality! 7 billion! Are you kidding me?) Alright! I’m about to go all “No Country For Old Men” here! (Oh my…) No. It’s nothing to be alarmed about, really. It’s just me talking to a spirit that likes to play games with my reason… I’m learning as we go, remember? (Scary thought, that one, Nimrod!) Why be scared of it, curmudgeon, why not look at it from upside-down and imagine the outcome as the (H)eartH of Love sees her neverend? (What the hell does that even mean, Mark Richard Prime! Where did you lea

...Like I've said so many times before, it's all coming out backwards as it should, from the freshest of wounds to those of a festered indifference! I am being forgiven of my belief, my indifference to truth! Rejoice! I am a new man! (It's about time you showed up, Nimrod!) Ha! Love, Peace and Goodness be with the eartH... (Silence…) I guess it means we all have our particular belief but we share a truth that's unmistakable… we don't know a damn thing... So with that, I favor sacrificing a little bit of our playtime and actually, as a species, rectify our indifference first and our differences last, for that is what my belief is going to require in order for the eartH of Love to choose eternal Life… (Silence…) I’m being crafted toward an awakening. Mine own. I’m being sculpted by spirit’s that recognized something in me. Animal instinct perhaps or they felt Love or Peace or Goodness in me. Who knows? I can only believe it’s what I promised I’d scribe

It makes its way to me in prayer, this spirit of my dance. It isn’t the man I became, or the many I’m with in dance, by prayer, by chance, by fate, by sanity, by simple reasoned explanations- maybe it’s all a dream…? I’ll go with Love and place within her my Heart(H)… The birds and breeze, the sky and sun, the sounds of Heaven soaring over man’s noise, the perfect accompaniment for what I have to say. (The violin floats by as the songbird summons her aria and the wind lets its presence be known…) Let me begin to pray to what I know and not what’s made from thought! Prayer is Love’s scribe and God’s unwitting stumble… Take back my mind! Snatch it back, it's been snatched! Take it back, the key to Love’s door's within your grasp... (Quiet your mind, Mark, and joyfully help to create Love’s masterpiece!) Oh! Rejoice and make history! (Better make your fear history, too.) What is this squat word that brings man to trembling on his knees? (God?) I meant fear

-7.18.12 I’M SET TO “BE” IN “BELIEF” SOON- What brings us to our feet with unparalleled joy? What truly elevates our minds to worship without question? What is belief worth if suffering is at its core? Isn’t what I know far more important than what I imagine to know or what I imagine to believe? The question isn’t one of who’s right and who’s wrong because everybody is wrong and right, if they imagine, they are. So it is not a question of wrong or right, it’s a question of instinct overriding belief. Instinct is humankind’s need, their greatest need if they choose it to be. (Recall where you are! Remember who you are and commence your duty!) That’s a very tall order when it comes to scribing and speaking this belief’s needs. (Then what are you waiting for? Scribe!) I have been scribing …and speaking, merging with and learning from the Spirit upon the pathway to full Love. She’s a teacher like no other, a mentor, a guide, a healer, a friend, Love… (Love?) Yes. (Yes.