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IT'S OUR DAY, WOMEN ROAR

Woman. Woman. Woman. Great and Grand Mother. Mother. Mother. Mother. Daughter. Daughter. Daughter. Sister. Sister. Sister. Aunt. Aunt. Aunt. Niece. Niece. Niece. Great and Grand. Great and Grand. Sing. Love. Peace. God. Echo. Peace. Love. God. (Echo...) Woman. Remember that Mother is most precious to Creation, Child the breath before... We are consciousness. Dear Sitting Bull, the word "war" is within "warrior", therefore I chose and choose to use the term "peacekeeper" or "peacemaker", as Peace is within the frame of each. But lets not let something as silly as semantics stand in the way of progress. Bless you and yours, brother... Peace and Love ~ I often tell those that desire aid from me, usually in the form of donations and a friend asked me to get some cows for his village in either Africa or India or somewhere, but I am asked to help and I have no way to do so, financially speaking, and as I thought of this...

Showing It

Men, it is time to pay up or shut up about how much you care if you can't show it. We are Peacemakers, not warriors. Remember that mother is most precious to God, child the breath before, we are the consciousness of God... © 2014 Mark Richard Prime

Foolish Thing

What a foolish thing to say. Oh. It wasn't Obenshain being a fool, was it? They are calculated and abhorrent. When any man has a child, a Life, die within them, then they can speak of it, as only then they'll know the scrape of its truth, they'll suffer the death, Obenshain suffers nothing, unless he chooses to continue this line of idiotic thinking. Arrogance, especially that which is arrogant, has no place in governance... It belongs to those who are fearfully corrupted. © 2013 the spirit of Love dancing through Mark Richard Prime

Today's Prayer to the (H)eartH

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...

A Vicious Cycle that Must End

It's not another that we need imagine bringing about change, it is ourselves. We tend to push the boundary between what is believed and what is known, leaving our minds capacity to tell the difference rendered incapable... It will be this union that will lift the veil that we might, at long last, recognize Home. Let us pray that we are prepared for the resurrection of Life... (Silence…) It's a vicious cycle that must end, without a doubt. Women, mothers all, must be respected as men's equal, they're better and more loving with so many more things than we men. We men had best wrap our pea-brains around the idea before full Love swings her hips and we lose our balance altogether... (Silence…) © 2012 the spirit of Love dancing through Mark and Michelle Prime

Nearer in Likeness to the Mother eartH

I do love wooden bridges. They feel a if they’re inviting us to walk upon their spirit-filled boards that we might learn more of ourselves... Women are nearer in likeness to the Mother eartH than we men and that's a fact. Women, and all they are, should be held up as equals, through and through to we men, after all it is the spirit that Creation seeks, not the shell that carries it. How we treat our temples is reflective of how we love our Home. I see women as the givers of life, they've just been giving so much more than their share that it has humankind bamboozled and stumbling around like "zombies". I say let us hear women roar their allegiance to life and love and forgiveness and duty and child and honor and laughter! Humankind and the eartH would be most loving from such an event, and the eartH alone might be most forgiving of human's ruination to the Mother eartH, the mothers, the women, the daughters of Life, Love and Laughter. (A most delectable que...