CONFESSION ZERO

Our opposing thumbs are the greatest difference between ourselves and most all other animals, so our instincts are able to go beyond a mere feeling or inclination and we can hone them toward our peaceful equilibrium. I use the opposing thumb idea to draw a difference between our gift and our use of it.  There is also the instinct of the spirit. I believe it's not just our physical that is, or can be, or will be ours to hone, yet our instincts should have evolved well beyond survival and reproduction by now.  We are the most savage of all beasts. I suppose then, if we consider the fact of our savagery, we will sense that our instincts are diminished by our inventions and their destructive powers, and we might also begin to see that the instinct for survival and reproduction seem to be counter productive. Best we hone more than just those two "instincts", they're, quite literally, killing us and Home. Survival, then, is different than living life in a ...

I see no point in our use if we don't take care of one another, if we don't cherish Home. (Or if we don't worship God.) Now you're just being redundant. (God is not (H)earth or the collective, blasphemer!) One spirit, God in all things, save for our destructive inventions, those are on us, much like war, theft, genocide, rape, starvation, pollution... all on us. (When Jesus returns, all will be made well for believers.) And now you're just being naive. (Jesus is coming back for us, you Godless heathen!) How am I Godless? (How?) Yip. (You haven't asked God into your heart.) I needn't ask. God is born within, never left. Any misuse of that truth shall be met by the swift recognition that the story is still unfolding in the constant flux and that any absolute is subject to change without notification. (You're insane! Do you want to go to Hell?) Hell's the absence of God, right? (Yes.) Then hell doesn't exist. (Ho...

While we continue to subsist let us create things that reflect a cherishment of Home and of all Life. Make it a celebratory creation. Make it worth repeating, not some gadget or plastic thing. For my family, all, for my grandsons, I will create a better tomorrow, not a memory, but a present that they might cherish.  It is so incredibly simple. What on (H)eartH must we have been thinking with our over-consumption, our impractical inventions, our virulent rage from having forgotten our kinship to all things? I may not have been there for my children or Michelle, but I'll be damned if I don't create/do something worthy for all!  (You can't make up for it, Scribbler! It was too long ago to do anything about it now, I mean you're no longer a spring chicken...) Malarkey! I'm not trying to make up for my past, I'm trying to do what I should have done all of my life! I should have remembered who, what and why! The where is Heavenly Home. The w...

Born to be Kings,  Born to be queens. Born.  Does that not ring a bell deep within? Does that make any sense, that we are heirs to the kingdom of God? We are meant to laugh, and by the same token we are meant to cry, so let's make the laughter and the crying more joyful of our great fortune, born upon a Heavenly Home, a Home that gives us everything we need without asking for anything in return. What would we call that which is our sustenance, our shelter, our breathing? (God.) If that's true, even if it is just a possibility, shouldn't we cherish the (H)eartH and be kind to all living things? We are all meant to be Kings and Queens of our destiny, inheritors of Heaven. Let's begin. ~MRP http://youtu.be/rAlE2EnUP5A © 2015 Mark Richard Prime

I pray for the collective, I pray for all. (Why?) Because they pray for me. (Perhaps, but what do they pray of you?) I don’t know exactly, but I believe it beyond doubt that it's a prayer of kindness. (Are you delusional?) No. I fused them together, Reality and Belief and created my actuality. (Your actuality, no one else.) Impossible. (Why?) I am with We and I am Me, hard to miss the truth when you dance backwards around the circle, inquisitive spirit. (What if our reality doesn’t match your actuality?) Belief, it’s a handy tool for just such a reversal of fortune. (Just any belief?) No, mine, if I am to bring your reality into my actuality. Another fusing of two. (What does the marriage of our Reality and your Actuality look like, Scribe?) I was hoping that you could tell Me so that We could begin our transformation… (You want Me to tell you what to believe or what to know?) I want you to tell yourself to believe in them, to believe in...

© 2015 Mark Richard Prime

Anger comes in many forms,  rage only comes in one. Too rigid, too flagrant, too warring, too much. Creation, tamp down our raging spirit, douse it of its virulent use... I pray. © 2015 Mark Richard Prime, I am.