CONFESSION ZERO

Let us pray, without a doubt, let us pray, but pray not just for those you know, pray for those you don't. Pray as if it is you that rises to greet them smiling. Pray that it is your spirit that rises within their hope of and for humankind. Pray as if you sense them within the dance, pray that you "know" them as you "know" yourself and your heart will never cease to have the rhythm of Love and Peace... Pray... © 2014 Mark Richard Prime

Look to yourselves. Don't be guided by fear of, be guided by kindness toward... Time is illusory, the child is not, they too grow slowly. Let us assure them of a Home that is cherished as much as they, then they will not learn to be consumers instead of stewards! Love and Peace are the answer, not just Love and not just Peace, but both that they might continue to breathe for my grandsons, breathe for all children, young and dreadfully old... Don't plan a future worth repeating, live it now! Your heart will need no "guidance", it will go where it knows is best when the collective begins to cherish Home and all life... (Is that an absolute I see before Me?) No. But if there ever was an absolute that one should imagine, it would be this- Love and Peace cannot be separated, divided, cleaved to fit some other truth. The pair, a union like none others, must remain intact, must remain faithful of the others needs and path, and the two as One, well they will be your

Who among us is breathing? Who among us is living within their breath? Who? Who? This dead man, that dead man, what happened to our living? Are we not alive? Then let us stand for those who no longer can! Let us envelope the children and keep them safe! Let us hold hands and hearts and begin to dance! Holding out for someone to save us has us idle, so instead we need hold out for nothing and make it happen! Rise up before human breath fades into our collective chests, blends with the toxic air, falls into the tainted soil and water! Rise up! Take back our death. We can't breathe We can't breathe We can't breathe Breathe, for the love of God, breathe. © 2014 Mark Richard Prime

Post by ABC 7 Chicago . We are rising up, there is no signal, not light to shine a path, the path is before us and we're sensing it is now. Now. NOW! Go forth fine-feathered and finely feathered and give freely the truth of your passions, your convictions to and for Home, to and for one another! Rise up NOW! The moon doesn't rise and nor does the sun, all is in constant motion, God's evolution and our rEVOLUTION! Rise up! Rise up and be heard! NOW! The (H)eartH moves with all and everything, it is we that must recognize Home, sense Heaven in the mountains, in the forest, the oceans and seas, the wind and the breeze- Rise up! Rise up NOW! NOW! Freedom depends on it! © 2014 Mark Richard Prime -  Peace, Scribe, Love, Forgiveness, Voice