CONFESSION ZERO

The (H)eartH is a playhouse built by Love. To me, in this loving belief, I've emptied any unneeded fears that might have tried to snuff out the light of Love’s truth, and if others have ill intentions toward any “fordrawn” conclusion in this belief, save for everything's going to be okay, when considering the one exactness, then it's on them. Belief can't end, it must continue until Creation says otherwise. Does that make sense? It is not mine to control, it is Creation, it is the (H)eartH, it is God, it is Allah, it is Jesus, it is our most precious belief turned toward truth that we can imagine. Ulaeal, unbelievably lovely and eartHly angel love... Tulaeal, the unbelievably loveliest of angels, Love… The traffic leaps in now as if to say we hear you. I reflect upon this great fortune within this belief come pouring its spirit before me. It is you and you and you and you and you and you and you and you and you and you and you and you and you and you and yo...

It is amazing to me that what we remember and hold most precious is the thing that can give us so much needed Love in its return. Love, peace and goodness to you, yours and the (H)eartH, to Home... © 2012 the spirit of Love dancing through Mark Richard Prime

Kind spirit, I hope this finds you well. In response to your heartfelt song, my friend, I can only say that I will let it flow from more than just a cross inside of my belief, I will urge it to flow within my every breath, this selfless love for all and everything, known and unknown and without an nth of fear, if full Love is indeed my target... Love, peace and goodness to you, yours and the (H)eartH... © 2012 the spirit of Love dancing through Mark Richard Prime

These words steadily flow in my prayer… Must I cease my quest for a Heavenly Home, isn't that a sure way to battle the possibilities of belief and reality in one fell swoop? “What if this” and “what if that” is our duty until we realize where we are. And then to bring ourselves to demanding the Heaven that is our calling. We've been devils since I can remember, so I believe it would benefit us all to remember where we are and realize that it is time to change our course. I don’t I can truly dictate an end to all of this, where would I begin? (Well, your head is upside down, so where else would you have put your eyes upon to then craft such a belief?) From each and every one of the individual spirits I gathered their Love instead of the reality that unwittingly they’d placed upon themselves through any and all of the fears found within their beliefs? Release these words, they are yours and yours and yours and you and you and you and you and you and you and you and y...

I thought, why create a belief that isn’t overflowing with Love, dancing with one and all? I mean, really, what’s the point in our fear if we don’t use it as an instinct to correct our dispirited failure(s)? (Is that a question or an answer?) Depends on how you perceive it. Most see the eartH as a stomping ground... and I’d imagine the eartH, if she’s made to choose, sees us in much the same way… (Sounds, sinister, scribe.) Depends on how you perceive it… © 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