CONFESSION ZERO

Traffic! Traffic. Traffic... Go the way of silence in most of your day, for spirits must their worship of Love and God. Do not become robotic in your deeds, instead, live, laugh and love in your deeds, ride alongside the fullness of Love and continue your journey. © 2012 the spirit of Love dancing through Mark Richard Prime

Traffic! Traffic. Traffic... Go the way of silence in most of your day, for spirits must their worship of Love and God. Do not become robotic in your deeds, instead, live, laugh and love in your deeds, ride alongside the fullness of Love and continue your journey. © 2012 the spirit of Love dancing through Mark Richard Prime

Angels in my presence, the dance with the spirit. Heed the fear enough to reflect upon your gravest action, that of inaction, and then summon the song to your ears that others might hear their voice, that the spirit go falling into oblivion, without the eartH's remedy, we fall away into ourselves, leaving Love in the dust for our fearful reactions. Kind spirits, Erase your greed, so that you might begin the ascent into the fullness of Love... © 2012 the spirit of Love dancing through Mark Richard Prime

It is both, my Love and I. The dream is always in the now, the dream is subject to who we are born to be at all times, not a falling scale of loss and grief, that'd send us reeling away from the blow-back coming from Love's center... © 2012 the spirit of Love dancing through Mark Richard Prime

This story, being written through my upside-down head, has translated it into the truth of my present and my future, the way i get to create it. I had to wind down and drown out all of the fearful spirit of agony so that I could manage to Love in full in a short period of time. Do not fear these loving words, fear your indifference to the truth wound beautifully within them. © 2012 the spirit of Love dancing through Mark Richard Prime

Facebook... Can each of us truly look at our reflection in the same way as the self? It's your face that must be revealed, not the other way around? © 2012 the spirit of Love dancing through Mark Richard Prime

Your doubts, kind spirits, are most certainly earned by yours truly, by me, the me given up by I, reborn now, not as "I", but as me, who and what and where I was born to be! Love, dear kin, is most translucent when it's given without regard to everyone, all and everything. Just when you find a parking place another child dies from our foul air! (What if it's not the cause of your dreams?) It damn well should have been. (But what of my question?) I received my answer within your question. No need to further the idleness found in our bloody waiting for something to bloody damn well happen! Life is happening all around you! Go with it! Rejoice in our fortune! Bing bippety bang bing bong send it out with the wings of song! © 2012 the spirit of Love dancing through Mark Richard Prime

It isn't what I expected so I can only imagine your view. Hard to imagine, harder to grasp, harder in-route of Truth's center, not routed, but rooted within its fullness... © 2012 the spirit of Love dancing through Mark Richard Prime

I salute your great efforts toward peace and justice, but, as you supported "Quakers know from centuries of engagement against war and for peace, that violence begets violence.", why are they and thee not now screaming it at the top of your lungs? Maybe for fear of seeming out of "balance"? Why are you not screaming such a thing to the world? (Why aren't you, Scribe?) I am. © 2012 the spirit of Love dancing through Mark Richard Prime

Fellow spirit, stop trying so damned hard to figure it all out. We're certainly wrong of the never-end in our dreams. Pray it is Love that triumphs over our fear of the inevitable... © 2012 the spirit of Love dancing through Mark Richard Prime

Angels in my presence, the dance with the spirit. Heed the fear enough to reflect upon your gravest action, that of inaction, and then summon the song to your ears that others might hear their voice, that the spirit go falling into oblivion, without the eartH's remedy, we fall away into ourselves, leaving Love in the dust for our fearful reactions. Kind spirits, Erase your greed, so that you might begin the ascent into the fullness of Love... The eartH, my friends, we alone didn't decide that it was agony! Love and God, the lesson we've been searching for, furthered along by our actions in our beliefs of them and our inactions that stem from it all... The choices are starkly limited! Heaven or Hell, well I can imagine no more powerful force upon the planet than that of fear, so in this my chance I decided to go with the fullness of Love instead. It matters what you believe! It matters to the never-end! It matters what you believe in the name of Love and God! Im

(Giving one's mind away as if breathing air, Scribe, brings about a reaction within you, best you make it most loving.) It's not what I give away, it's what I receive in return for my most loving spirit. © 2012 the spirit of Love dancing through Mark Richard Prime

The loving spirit has saved me, my self, from myself, pride was getting in the way. Pride, that's something to think on. I believe that too much leaves one vulnerable and too little leaves one numb to the truth of who and what one is. Yet it is blindness that tells us we're in hell, when it is the agony of our choosing! (Boom boom!) Amen... © 2012 the spirit of Love dancing through Mark Richard Prime

Just go with the flow of ours and yours and theirs and those and they and you and you and me, and these words of Love. Peace my friend is all I seek, for it is the shell around Love... No such thing as time! But they suffer still, Mother, Father, Grandmother, Grandfather, Great Grandmother, Great Grandfather, Great Love and God, all guilty of inaction, but the lesson is to end the suffering of all Life and create a symphony of light to lead the way to future generations... All we need have done is remembered, and our corruption of our food and water and soil would have been forgiven. (Are you kidding me with that last line, Scribe?) I died that night. What night? I don't remember which one, but I'm beginning to get the lesson etched all around me as if it were skin. I wear it proudly, humbly... (You, humble? Are you kidding me?) Hush, you nay-saying spirit and begin to believe in something greater than self! (Boom boom!) When does it boom boom? (Boom bo

We're going to have to- Damn! What on eartH was my thought? When this happens, from time to time, my train of thought derails, yet, unlike a train, my thoughts won't kill you... It's our collective thoughts that have me guessing. © 2012 the spirit of Love dancing through Mark Richard Prime

We're going to have to- Damn! What on eartH was my thought? When this happens, from time to time, my train of thought derails, yet, unlike a train, my thoughts won't kill you... It's our collective thoughts that have me guessing. © 2012 the spirit of Love dancing through Mark Richard Prime

I have a lot of spiritual commonality with my friends, my fellow spirits. I dance with them all; my family, you, you, you, and you, and you, as I'm in prayer, a call to your spirit of love, if you will, to recreate my dreams... © 2012 the spirit of Love dancing through Mark Richard Prime