CONFESSION ZERO

There’s room enough in belief for love, and love is all of what love created. I've lost my way because I removed my instincts and settled for machines. What do you smell right now? What? What do you see right now? Words. What do you hear right now? The hum of machines. Rumble the horns to announce you've been listening. Sinking away, may her echo be another try to reach you… Balance is key. Believe what I may, but, for the love of love, I should rise up with a belief that doesn’t settle scores or one that ends in misery for some (and not all)… © 2012 by mark prime

Where would it have led to if Love had remained? Heaven, without the stench of greed, want, and war. Belief is required for one to find unbelievable Love. Hadn't seen her around lately. The sleet taps its dance on the windows, slipping, ice cold, wind. Sleep. The radiance was just enough to see by through the clouds thin enough to breathe. Where would it have led to if Love had remained? © 2012 by mark prime

Remember where you are. Over and over and over until love’s song nestles inside of your breath and billows a refrain, then the journey back home can begin, before human, after love. The reason is simple, the lesson, immense. Belief is humankind’s blindfold. Empty gesturing and corduroys- What? -that they were wearing that day? What? Irrelevant. Barren. Nothingness. Stop. Dear fellow human, I looked for you today. I hunted for you in peace, but found you not. Sought you in truth like a butterfly seeks out its flower. I hoped to find you nearest to love, rejoiced at having been greeted accordingly. Yes. Did you expect me to be an easy target? Yes. Let me then speak of peace, of love, of goodness for all , not of treachery anymore. Stand with me, brothers and sisters… © 2012 by mark prime

Might this indeed be paradise of which you've been a thankless, reckless and arrogant predator? Yes. I am becoming restless. I sense it. In the loveless spirit, rests something impenetrable, something so grand that you cannot comprehend, let alone, pretend any longer.  Love is tumbling all around and through me now and I'm fairly certain of where I am. Breathe love evermore. Feel its presence and you will know without a doubt where you are... ~ I say "rejoice" a lot now, it’s a pleasant word, worth repeating, like "love", a ballad that bows to the earth, from varying plants and animals beginning to sense where they are at long last… So, if you're home on heavenly earth, where you've always been, where full love cannot be slain-  Yes! A thousand yeses! Nothing keeps moving like love, so you better get to loving in full or the loveless spirit’s will win and earth won’t have a choice but to heal from your use… Might this indeed be p...

Love, have her see my worship and let me evermore remember that I'm a steward. If I come back around again in this our race to truth, then so be it, I will remember my lessons from the earth with which I know or can even begin to recognize my amazing surroundings. Heaven is a word, an emotion in a larger sense, it is and must remain unknown util I can and do again begin to see the basic truths on my way toward the reward of knowing where I am, who I am and what I am... Rejoice! My prayer's been answered. Let her love you in return that she might offer eternal devotion. I shouldn’t be flying? Maybe love has no direction, or at least it didn't. Breathe. Inhale, exhale... It's okay for you to tell me. Otherwise, I'd be nothing to you and you nothing to me. My right as a privileged mug, among billions, don't get me wrong, I've been relatively poor my entire life and where I've not mush to show in the physical sense, it's made up for in my loving b...

I’m prepared to end my search for love if I feel I’ve done my best to care for the earth. My search will end, because I’ve found it. I have sought long and hard for this pleasure, the overwhelming influence of  love and was able to grow nearer her with great joy in my heart. The most incredible thing happened. I wasn’t expecting the grandmother, I loved mine like no other. I wasn't even expecting the pain, the fear and the suffering to be lifted, but it was and through this liberation I arrived home and found her there to my great delight. The earth is in need of prayers, of your help. You've much more to do than merely be forgiven of sins, you have to seek beyond the threshold of human ideas and dance lovingly with all spirits. What humankind has brought upon themselves is their war with war, their fear of that which they cannot know in the flesh. Never forget that life is extraordinary and that your beholden is the earth. This is not me. I’m not writing these wor...

The Love I’ve found in my belief is the Love of Love, and we humans are defiling the Heart(H) of Love, yet still, we imagine we’re destined for righteous glory... This mind needs rest, but it’s kind of busy at this leg of my journey. Many of you seem to understand that it is from the Heart(H) that I’m expressing my thoughts. The words I write of belong to Love. The Love I’ve found in my belief is the Love of Love, and we humans are defiling the HeartH, yet still, we imagine we’re destined for righteous glory... Have we earned Love’s Love? Have we been silent long enough to sense Truth? Does it end with Love of all and everything? Might we, after our debasement of Love‘s Heart(H), truly still imagine we‘re on our way to Heaven? Love is everything. (Man’s mind hasn’t imagined himself even remotely near to Love.) Love is Love. Love is laughter. Love is water. Love is forest. Love is rain. Love is wind. Love is thunder. Love is the moon. Love is the ocean. Love is the sea. Love ...