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Tall Glass


My desired actions are taking place within the Home and the (H)eartH. Actions coordinating with my belief, they are strongly so in motion that nothing can come between but reason, them in my belief, God is Love and Love is God, GodLove, the embrace. My spirit is with you if you are in your spirit mode, your method of acceptance of another's beliefs while being frank and open in the dialogue of God and Love's sway.

No one need make a choice as if it is for me, they have to make a choice because of them, their role in all of this, not mine, per se...

All things are God.

All things are therefore Love. Cool...?

(Echo this call...)

The dance I am centering to my favor only because I promised I'd make it my mission to imagine the Truth and therefore know it...

Sending Loving and Healing spirit to my Uncle Larry, a real hoot and a good man who is faced with an awful cancer. Larry loves to laugh, and fish, and hunt and love, building a paradise where he is. Enough said.

Loving spirit, do your will, with his flesh and bone, but the spirit was his to devine for him self.

(Rejoice, scribe, in that tall glass of fine spirit that we haven't imbibed nearly enough of to feel the effects of such a loving belief, especially the belief in that which is known to us as a species, in where we are, the canvas on which we paint. Please bring them in, hold them there and do not imagine you know anything, scribe. You're creating your reality to match that of your belief, not the other way around, scribe.

(Oh my.)

© 2012 the spirit of Love dancing through Mark Richard Prime


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