CONFESSION ZERO

The absurdities’ of belief can pile up rather quickly and before we know it, we’re absurd in our sightlessness, blind in our hunger… Blind hunger is suicide. Our Home is not to be destroyed by the likes of our sightless recognition, a failing grasp of where and what she is… In 13 days, time might be seen as the harbinger of our fate. (Drop and give me forty for your sightless, asinine choice to display your love in the form of fear! You are creators!) We are creators it is what we do! We envision our Heaven… and we’re a bit behind schedule! It is we that have not climbed where we need imagine this moment over all of the horror we summon face to face. We must reverse our thinking! She is heaven let us imagine, let us believe and let us know! We’ve been creating what we at first imagined was a balance between reality and make believe, it’s just that we got too carried away with our fantasies, yet it is our (fantasy) belief that can save the day. It’s now, or it’s eversleep. It’s

I’m remaining human. I know no other way to express the fullness of Love. We are believers! Let’s get to believing in something fresh! Something of ourselves we never conceived of being left with little to grasp… For the Love of Christ we need a new belief! Let him end his suffering for having challenged God and caused such an unintended mess in us! Let’s honor God, Jesus, Mary, Tom, Dick and Harry by importing nothing but Love, let the fear scurry away and find in us angels a determination for the Mother! We owe her that much without question! There is no damned debate about what we’ve done to her natural beauty… I might want to warn you when I say things out of the ordinary- I’m sorry I tried to instill the Love within my belief into you who asked for it not. Forgive me. Let us be, like that. Let us summon our Love’s courage, our Love’s fullness that she might spare us our due. She, my friends, is God, too. My family is God. My friends are God. My enemies are God. All and ever