CONFESSION ZERO

The first thing we do is take a breath. Taking then is the nature in which we were born. I suppose then we live a life that isn't about taking, though we seem to act as if it is. We are meant to receive, not take, and once we do we are to give it back. Think of it as a full breath being given back after it's been received. (Sounds as easy as breathing?) It is once you receive the truth of who you are. Join your fellow spirit vessels in a dialogue about Home and kinship, about Peace and Laughter, Love and Forgiveness. Ground yourself. Begin. © 2013 the spirit of Love dancing through Mark Richard Prime

Don't breathe in the one thing within the truth that holds down Peace. Do not consider the path most consumed, take the one that Loves, that Forgives our use of her, our Laughter upon her bosom. Live, Love and Laugh with me my fine-feathered spirits, this is for you my kindred spirit, my wife, my brother, my mother, my in-laws, my daughters, my nephews, nieces, aunts and uncles... ~ I pray for the day that "the war machine" (and the warriors who serve it) is no longer the strength of any nation, but that the strength of the world is seen in its Peace (and the peacemakers that serve it)... Peace and Love © 2013 the spirit of Love dancing through Mark Richard Prime

I’m not only me, I’m we, we are one breathing alongside me without death, sometimes noticing one another, and sometimes paying no heed, yet sensing the silence within the affinity, loving loudly long after the grief, seeking peace as we breathe, waiting on laughter to summon mercy. © 2013 the spirit of Love dancing through Mark Richard Prime

( Only Wonder Understands - Like Breath and Water ) (Within the bible there can be found so many wonderful beliefs about Love, as in the Bible and as in the Koran, both Christianity and Judaism are based on the Torah and the Torah is written in third person, and the Koran is written from allegedly the point of God, who refers to Himself as “We.”) How does anything become holy, my friend? By the will of humankind... Love, peace and goodness to you, yours and the eartH... (Silence…) Here comes another… (Silence…) Less a prayer and more a breath- green and blue and wet with joy… Breathe dear mother of Love’s child. Breathe that thee and we might see our unconditional connection in the breath of our Love… There is nothing to fear, but the manifestations of our own phantoms within our own fears. Peace, not war is near… Less a prayer and more a breath- green and blue and wet with joy… (Silence…) These are nothing more than beliefs and if beliefs can come at the dr...

The heat of the great star fills our lungs with life, keeps us frothing with stories written by mortals, those who put a deed of sale upon the head of creation, slathered wanted posters with a list of foul conduct highlighted in red ink and a mugshot of the star melting the ice into rivers of steam and floating dis-ease. On pins and needles, sweat, gnash and weep… Better yet, rejoice at your duty as savior for the Mother eartH and all of Creation's children of Life and Love and Laughter... © 2012 the spirit of Love dancing through Mark and Michelle Prime

Share and share alike the loving parts of your beliefs, just be careful not to carry them so tightly that you inadvertently strangle Love in the process… My share of this day, My true breath and tainted air, In destruction do they lay. Where is our sorrowful Love Deliver me to me on the way And no end this Life shall attend. All are in Love’s Heaven When her veil begins its lift; O! Why must we suffer in this? eartH is Love and Creation’s reverence, we stewards of angels to come. Give me your hand and heart, Tote with you a loving tongue; Carry love in silky laughter Or eartH becomes life’s grave Bring on the righteous love, Maybe then I’ll fade away and echo, “Full Love does come our way” ! © 2012 the spirit of Love dancing through Mark and Michelle Prime

I love you beyond brotherhood, I’ve watched as you slid down into your self-ingested despair, and there’s just too much of it for you to breathe without it. Thing is, your climbing to the truth with me, all loving spirits are entering now, anonymously, Love as our singular consciousness. We care for one another in the loving reality. We’re nearing her belief, not just our own… © 2012 the spirit of Love dancing through Mark and Michelle Prime

I’m at long last realizing that I am one with Love. Loving, good, protective, like a beast, loving, like a child, like the songbird’s morning salute to Life, Laughter and Love. Reoice like the man I’m meant to be, the person we all must seek in order to know God… Look everyone, I’m not sure where this is going but my guess, if I had one to imagine… where I shouldn’t, I’d say anywhere from eartH, to ground zero, and humankind’s need to know. We must unite as one brother, one sister, as one child of creation… Our purpose unknown, but if we would but imagine for a second that this our life, were not some puzzle that we must figure out to the best of our ability and treat our home as the most sacred of Mothers… Love, she roars! Love she soars! Love she has my tongue and I’m wielding it for all to hear! Rejoice in that if you choose, but live it while you breathe! This Heaven you’ve long sought. Where are you child…? (Sound…) Horrible are they that linger with their Love beaten dow...