CONFESSION ZERO

Love the (H)eartH. Love the Heart(H) Love the HeartH Woman Child Man © 2014 Mark Richard Prime

We've begun in earnest, let us continue the wave of Peace and let us march Lovingly onward toward the immense light that lives within us. Let us reverse our failures and forgive ourselves that we might recall our kinship to all and everyone. Love and Peace have begun their rise and must be considered most precious for they are required for humankind's survival. Love and Peace cannot be divided or parsed at our bidding. Let us implement the fresh and imperative calling as if it were the solemn oath that we'll never again break or allow to be spoiled by greed. Let our voices be heard! Let our Peace and Kindness and Love be seen and felt, let the Heart(H) take the stage like never before imagined... Peace & Love © 2014 Mark Richard Prime

We cannot separate ourselves from the (H)eartH as if we're not a part of it. We shall return to the soil and return again to the breathing essence of Life. We're beholden to what gives us everything we need without asking for anything in return. Sounds like God to me. Instead of imagining an escape from our looming dance with the one exactness, let’s get out in front of it by loving, forgiving, and being at Peace with a warless Laughter… © 2013 the spirit of Love dancing through Mark Richard Prime

When we stand up for the (H)eartH, we are standing up for humankind. Stand up! © 2013 the spirit of Love dancing through Mark Richard Prime \

Matthew 16:19: "And I will give unto thee the keys of the kingdom of heaven: and whatsoever thou shalt bind on earth shall be bound in heaven: and whatsoever thou shalt loose on earth shall be loosed in heaven." What of this verse? (What of it do you desire to know?) Does this not mean that the (H)eartH and the Heart(H) are Heaven and that Heaven is the HeartH, everything and all, known and unknown? (Umm? What?) Isn't the verse saying that the kingdom of Heaven is the Heart(H) and (H)eartH, the HeartH, and are equally bound by one another, bound by our creations upon it? (It means that God shall give us the keys to Heaven if we will but believe in Him.) But it says whatsoever shall we create on earth, we shall find in heaven, doesn't it? (Yes, but-) No buts. That's what it says. It says that whatsoever we loose on earth shall be loosed in heaven. It means what it says. It means that they are a reflection of one another. (That's taking ...

1963- Forgiveness... December 29th, 1984- Sleep. 1985-2009- Ricochet. 2005- Love. 2010- Awaken Peace. 2011- Stumble. 2012- Recognition. 2013- Love and Peace. 2014- Love and Peace. 2015- Love and Peace. 2016- Love and Peace. Eternity- Love and Peace, Life and Laughter... ~ I do not forget, I know without knowing, unforgettable that way. The (H)eartH needs to be seen as Home, where the Heart(H) is. The (H)eartH's story trumps any and all that we might imagine, it certainly would stand to reason that it trumps any we've come up with as a collective at this juncture of our journey... © 2013 the spirit of Love dancing through Mark Richard Prime

Mother and Father Nature are One. A circle that cannot be broken. Love, Forgiveness, Laughter, my Truth, all, Peace and joy in the only paradise in the sky known to man! Oh my! This is Heaven to us, Heaven to God, Love, Forgiveness, Peace and Laughter, all of Creation, known and unknown... Is the challenge sufficient, dear readers? Have I now fallen into what I call action without speaking much at all? The spirit dance as I imbibe in a belief that saves everything and all, the whole kit and kaboodle, the care package of all time, our salvation. O! Kind spirits! Bring me along with you and We, together, can change hell into Heaven! Speak with me, I will in Kind, God and Love are the two that stay in flight in my poem, my ode to Mother and Father, Daughter and Son, Child and Parent, Guide and Savior. To all.To God and Love, the only two things that must be known in order for there to be Peace and Laughter over War and Disaster on the (H)eartH everafter, or until something dif...

Hello. My name is Mark Richard Prime and I would like to call on each and everyone to begin to think of the noise that we alone have put upon precious Life. Take your services outside during your congregation, cherish what you are given, not what you imagine is yours in the offing. Imagine the unnatural noise we humans thrust upon nature as it tries to sleep, to feed, to be? Now imagine silence... Sound and silence fit like the truth. A world day of prayer in silence is needed for us to hear the song playing beneath our feet. It’s not that we have to believe it… it’s that we have to make it happen and then listen for it. We should end our foul noises and let us and Life rest for a while… Love, Peace, Forgiveness, Truth, Life, Laughter and Goodness to you, yours and the (H)eartH... Sincerely, Mark © 2013 the spirit of Love dancing through Mark Richard Prime

Let me pray that Creation holds humankind in favor and protects humankind essentially from fearful belief, and informs us to The Truth, and allows us to decide that what we imagine to know does not trump what breathes beneath our thrashing spirit and body. ____ I cannot hold back my belief's story, if anyone has suffered from my silence, let it be known that I am not in control of this, the chart of my seed, it is God and Love. It is I, the scribe, the man without warrant seized upon the book of plays with from which to select, your destiny my friends, is up to you. (Those that can't shall be worshiped just the same...?)? The truth is not mine to wager, the truth is but mine to write. If I speak it I become worshiped, if I stumble with it while trying, I beg you forgive me once and for all, and let's get to dancing with one another at last! Or has it always been me to be the one that finds out last? ____ Better yet, write your words here for me to see, I shall da...

I do not accept something that I cannot recall when it comes to the through line of my belief. (And what makes you think you needn't be held accountable for the truth of what you've done?) I was speaking of belief, not what I have done of my own will. I remember enough to never recall anything beyond being blind to it all from the beginning. Not much of an intro to truth, Creation! What gives? Of course if I had known I would have done things a little bit differently, we all would have, should have kept the HeartH most precious... © 2012 the spirit of Love dancing through Mark Richard Prime

Good morning my finely-feathered spirits… How do I begin without the (H)eartH’s remedy to cure what haunts me? The Holy Crown, the Love of My Being’s Bountiful Forgiveness. Yes. It is that simple. Laugh at my gait if you will, but I am bursting at the seams with sorrow. And then, suddenly, I’m bursting with gladness in my heart, I’m rambling on about the (H)eartH and Love and Peace coupled with Forgiveness, and all the while, Life is happening without me! (A definition of hell if there ever was one!) And suddenly the traffic swoops in and I am with you. I do not want to be amongst the noise of humankind’s hell, it is bringing me to rage at the light. Smoke now enters my lungs, awful, terrible habit! I balance it out with the noise we’ve crafted of our minds and realize that this habit pales in comparison to the truth of this moment in our allotted time to become the fullness of Love. Too bad, silence along with loving sounds would have given us Heaven. We should have gone the ...

Hope I've need to dance a dance of Forgiveness upon every living thing upon the (H)eartH. And then, grasp my own fate in all of this, I considered it less than one might imagine it's worth. I do imagine it as most Loving, so I'm set to pop! Bippety boo wha wha, goes the whistle of Peace, the soul-mate of Love and Forgiveness... The children smiled upon the once silent man, who spoke in riddles as long as his grin, yet now I dance to the rhythm within... All aboard for the ride of your life! I do imagine it as most Loving, so I'm set to pop! Bippety boo wha wha, goes the whistle of Peace, the soul-mate of Love and Forgiveness. See? © 2012 the spirit of Love dancing through Mark Richard Prime

We're in this boat together, whether we imagine it or not. The spirit's got me right where it wants me and I'm not letting go. The traffic slams me briefly back and I'm reminded of my own foul consumption, reflected in my creaking bones, scars of rage, and ringing head. The bell's rang at least five times in my life that I recall the significance in their sway. Child, car bending (memory gone, save for that which I knew and now what I imagine I know), screech of tires stomping to consumption's beat, the artist and singer and song writer and dancer and actor and director and story teller and sister, brother, mother, father, niece and nephew, aunt and uncle, grandmother, grandfather, wife and husband, daughter and son, granddaughter, grandson, heart and heart, (H)eartH and Heart(H), love and love, together in peace as was intended for it to earnestly begin, with the fullness of Life, Laughter and Love... © 2012 the spirit of Love dancing through Mark Richard ...

I'm praying to the eartH is essentially what I'm doing. I mean after that which is beneath my feet, the one thing I can possibly truly know in the flesh and bone, it's what I believe that follows her beauty. (It's not rocket science! It isn't as difficult to grasp once your eyes are opened, Scribe.) Eyes and mind. (What's the difference?) Exactness. I am the "God" of my own mind, my own personal belief, it can be no other way in my eyes, yet in my belief, all are God, so what choice did I have really but to follow my Heart(H), which is everything and all, and that, my friends, is a "hell" of a lot of spirit, both fearful and loving! Rejoice that I am coming to for all and everything, even against my own will or even against a majority of my corporeal thinking, thought I'd change my reality as we speak, Heavenly Home instead of ghastly Hell. A Heavenly Home, My Lovely angel Love, my child, my children, my family and friends, but t...

This day has been quite the loving dance, as I sent fear stumbling away! Land Home and Story Horror American and retxeD and any reflection of our nature that we've been reading all backwards! Give the HeartH back to God in one peace. Know that the spirit summoning you is your own spirit of Love and the mystery you've been dancing with your whole existence. You are being summoned by God to relinquish his bride, go forth and breathe into her your loving breath, your loving spirit, your loving soul, your loving belief, your loving Heart(H)… © 2012 the spirit of Love dancing through Mark Richard Prime

When fear comes to knocking in a head that's upside down, Love comes dancing free from the grasp of fear and it's taken me sometime now to get my bearings, to be in sync with reality, with who, what and where the me that I am, along with all of you and yours and theirs and those. Twinkle twinkle little star, how I've wondered what you are, up above the head so high, so why my feet upon the HeartH to Love's delight? © 2012 the spirit of Love dancing through Mark Richard Prime

Creation’s sound. The loveliest of birds greeted me this morning! They sang their morning warble as if to say all is going along as it should be, as it was meant to be. Their lovely song mesmerized me in dance with the eartH’s spirit swirling in me like October’s oft wintry breeze telling me that death is nothing more and nothing less than life gone beneath itself to the beginning, to Love… How could it be another way, my friends? How is it possible to have missed such a beautiful truth just beneath the feet? The HeartH of Creation’s song plays most crisp in the morning, it opens its eyes to itself as if it were all new again, as if the noise of life-fouled traffic were a waking dream and the truth was eartH’s sounds arising to greet itself and its sun… Love, you’ve been waiting for the day our noise won’t place itself upon the throne and bequeath this land as if to we and not, instead, for thee! O! Please forgive me my indifference! I am so sorry. Leave the motor running, the...

If you're not where you want to be, stop waiting and get to singing, change your reality! Love, peace and goodness to you, yours and the eartH, you make of it what you want and can my friend, it in turn will make you. Be sure not to take advantage of such a gift, it is, after all, either a great fortune in your own eyes or an unfortunate one. Both fortune and misfortune combined are agonizing. Love, peace and goodness to you, yours and the (H)eartH... © 2012 the spirit of Love dancing through Mark Richard Prime

We’re leaving here (the eartH) so what we DO here is relative to the Home that we create, so why not have it reflect an idea of Heaven like never before, though right in front of our faces. We’ve invented and thought our way into our own merger of truth and belief. Welcome to hell with sprinkles of Heaven, when in all goodness we should have it on its head, upside-down with maybe an occasional sprinkle of agony (hell), but, then again, why would one need do that if Love were the objective of the whole…? (Silence…) (H)eartH of Love of the Mother. Heart(H) of Love of the Father. 5050 on your “MF” dial. Playing today’s most loving and down to eartH tunes on the radio, that both the Mother and the Father of Creation, might recognize our humankind’s great sorrow. (Laughter…) No. It might be beneficial for us to release our tall grief first so that the fear within it can be extinguished, and our laughter can then keep it afloat. © 2012 the spirit of Love dancing through Mark Ri...

What if we could fathom it all while we are in the flesh and spirit? Why do we imagine that it's not possible, that it can't be another way, that perhaps we're all wrong about our existence's conclusion? I believe it would be reasonable as well as beneficial if we bring ourselves to imagine that our belief, our personal take on our reason for being, is completely and utterly wrong. The likelihood of our knowing that answer is as hidden from us as the truth of the (H)eartH that's writhing beneath our feet... (Balance is most important.) Yes. (Noise!) Silence… (Sound…) Love. (Love.) Love. (ping) © 2012 the spirit of Love dancing through Mark Richard Prime