CONFESSION ZERO

Father's, Mother's, do not let your children proudly go off to war... © 2013 the spirit of Love dancing through Mark Richard Prime

9/11... Do not celebrate a victory on this day, there is no victor. Not even a triumph of the spirit. Forget the shock and awe and go with Forgiveness, Love, Peace and Laughter, the alternative collapses in its own footprint... © 2013 the spirit of Love dancing through Mark Richard Prime

Stand down, fine-feathered spirits! The time for war is never, the time for Love is never-end, now and now and now! But how? Now is how, now and now and now and now ad now! Breathe and Love, Peace and Laughter, with our collective Forgiveness ever after! Heaven beneath our feet, real or a fragment of my imagination? Either way, we dance, we can't end the never-end, can't put a period on belief, can't summon Love's sleep, time to wakey wakey! Shakey shakey our spirits nest and dance with all! Boom boom... © 2013 the spirit of Love dancing through Mark Richard Prime

I'm under the spell of Love It has me rooted to the ground beneath the fear of death and beyond into the fray howled the wolf in scribe's clothing bring me to my knees sweet Love, bring me to my senses of you, and you and you and you, but mainly you! You O You O You O You O You and Me We and You O You O You O You O You... Guitar take this train down the tracks to their gift of dance Summon your steel on steel in an ever loving quest for Peace! Lay down your arms and raise them in and out to help all others, sisters, nieces, nephews, aunts and uncles, mothers and fathers, cousins and wife and daughters, I deserve not your forgiveness but beg it of you now... My kinship toward and outward, forward, toward family. Chosen are all. Yes. We need go there. Yes. Walk along beside me, One. One and done. Boom boom! Mmmm... (Silence whispers the darkness, sing croons the light...) © 2013 the spirit of Love dancing through Mark Richard Prime

The drought of Love is significant and avoidable. Plant the seeds now. Sow them in our aridness, reap Forgiveness and Peace, it’s a Love style that’s sustainable... © 2013 the spirit of Love dancing through Mark Richard Prime

Come with Peace and there will be no battle... © 2013 the spirit of Love dancing through Mark Richard Prime

"Zimbabwe elephants poisoned by poachers in Hwange" The largest of them fell to its knees, eyes rolled in its forlorn face, a frayed truth, tomorrow poached by thieves. "Study: Bumble bees at risk, while others thrive" Risk is not the most concerning word in that. The most relative word would be “thrive”, with the threat of death extending to human Life, a foolish and bumbling suicide. "U.S. broadens target list for Syria strike" Drop the bomb, light the way. Drop the bomb, boom and slay. Drop the bomb, warmonger’s bray. Drop the bomb, to Love’s dismay. Drop the bomb, the silent descent. Drop the bomb, our murderous bent. Drop the bomb, our money misspent. Drop the bomb, our taxes consent. Stop! © 2013 the spirit of Love dancing through Mark Richard Prime