CONFESSION ZERO

We proclaim him [Christ], admonishing and teaching everyone with all wisdom, so that we may present everyone perfect in Christ. —Colossians 1:28 (NIV) I don't think we do. Does that mean I should get to proclaiming the Love and the God that guide me and reveal to me through laughing eyes, that I may, at the least, present my self as resembling God, more than God resembling me? © 2012 the spirit of Love dancing through Mark and Michelle Prime

I still don’t think I’m aware of just exactly who I am in all of this. I do, however, believe beyond a shadow of doubt, that Love is all around and through me, so God was always here. From what I can recall, and it ain’t much, in my life, is too many spirits trying to convince me otherwise, in other words, their way… This is, in my opinion, less of a belief and more of a fact, the truth beneath the feet, if you will? “It’s all yours brother and sister, I’ve had enough!” (What one should have said as his belief started its bidding, for a thousand, Alex!) You think this is funny? (Yes.) I think it’s funny too, but this is serious business, not something for you to tinker with until the wheels fall off the ragtag wagon you call spirit and ride around in like you’re the king and queen using your hands as mirrors instead of tools… © 2012 the spirit of Love dancing through Mark and Michelle Prime

( Elephant of eartH painting by Sandro Giacomangeli )

Let me dance... Let us dance... Love. © 2012 the spirit of Love dancing through Mark and Michelle Prime

I must be allowed to pray as I see it, the same with you and you and you and you and you and you and you and you and you and you and you and- is our Heavenly Home not enough anymore? © 2012 the spirit of Love dancing through Mark and Michelle Prime

...I just had a vision of you, my friend. You're a very integral factor along my journey. Some of your moves guided me, or maybe it was my instinct. I want you to know that your spirit now dances with mine, the instinct of the mind, the vessels for the spirit of love, spirits that I've been dancing with. And not to say you haven't your own, but these words pour through me no less than your love of freedom, like your spirit has led so many to peace and love. You have been a champion for the people's liberties, I mean you've stuck your neck out for me and the 99%, and I am grateful my friend, but I am your friend and something tells me that you might, at times, have been my foe, instinctively speaking that is. As if you've been waiting so damn long for me to act upon my belief that you sense a lesson that entered the same time as mine, though I may not be the least socially awkward, I'm probably in the top percentage and I have trouble figuring things out on