CONFESSION ZERO

Citizens being fearful, let’s say of the changing population demographics in the US, is problematic. Of course, fear has many masks, so some, in their resistance, will arm themselves to the teeth, others will make idle threats of moving to Canada, etc, while others will do their best to ignore the reality altogether, all the while maintaining a deep resentment for those they deem intruders upon their freedoms, their way of life, their jobs, their religion, even their conscience. All of the aforementioned are without breath, without thought and cannot foment change, for they are stagnant, old and unmoved and have been around since the first ships landed on these bright and gleaming shores. Another group of citizenry will embrace the change and try to find ways to bridge any growing divides. I’d imagine that this last group will be the majority, though they may not be as recognizable as those whose fears make the “news”, those whose rage devolves into an advertisement for more wars, ...

The night is always young when time ceases to exist. ~ It is true, enough talk of change and it begins to enter the flow of my own purpose, I do not pretend, I am true. True. I only say this to let you know that I am not just anybody’s fool… The songs begin and I hear their echo, I repeat it backward, the story unfolds. It is so much simpler than humankind has been imagining it for far too many lifetimes. Not this lifetime. This lifetime around we shall unfold with a righteous purpose born in us from Exactness. I am the prodigal son of a- Wait it out! They can’t kill you! I am the prodigal son of a- Bit by bit- That’s it! Unfold. Roll out the red carpet- the green carpet, Bent upon one knee, I pray, I breathe, thank you. Prodigal son of a- son-of-a- son-of-a- This is it, the final spin for me, I’ve used enough chances now, I’m like three or four cats put together for what I have been spared. (You wish, Scribbler!) The lives of ot...

Let's make the medicine an item of barter, happiness will follow, it's the order of things we have had upside down the whole time. Thought is secondary to silence... (Hard Pill for Mark Richard Prime to swallow...) Reborn to bring the story to its feet and what's beneath them... © 2015 Mark Richard Prime, I am.

© 2014 Mark Richard Prime

* This is the echo within Me. The "you" to whom I speak or that is spoken to, is Me, as it, I believe, was meant to be... * ...If you want to hear the truth of other people, you can only look to you, then as a part of them all. Don't judge another as you imagine they should be, don't look at them as if you're better, don't mock them for their life, their choices, their pitfalls, their sins, their fame, their fortune, their self-made bubble, their language, their walk, their talk, their education, their ignorance, their job, their title, their physical attributes, their swagger, their disheveled gait, their bravado, their silence, or their dis-ease, first look to your own. Look within yourself and ask, am I better than those I see? Ask a question that is relevant to who you are, who you've allowed yourself to become. Look within to that spirit that walks and talks through you every day. Not Jesus, not God, not Buddha, not Krishna, not Vishnu, not All...

Post by ABC 7 Chicago . We are rising up, there is no signal, not light to shine a path, the path is before us and we're sensing it is now. Now. NOW! Go forth fine-feathered and finely feathered and give freely the truth of your passions, your convictions to and for Home, to and for one another! Rise up NOW! The moon doesn't rise and nor does the sun, all is in constant motion, God's evolution and our rEVOLUTION! Rise up! Rise up and be heard! NOW! The (H)eartH moves with all and everything, it is we that must recognize Home, sense Heaven in the mountains, in the forest, the oceans and seas, the wind and the breeze- Rise up! Rise up NOW! NOW! Freedom depends on it! © 2014 Mark Richard Prime -  Peace, Scribe, Love, Forgiveness, Voice

Seems that voting better begin to make a difference or it needs be ratified by abstention, trust me, brothers and sisters, then the changes we so desperately need can be achieved without questioning who is best suited to lead! © 2014 Mark Richard Prime

Satire is a genre of literature and often a graphic and performing art. It is a medium that is for an audience, often directed at power and even the audience themselves, but mockery is not a genre, it is a tactic, that, in my opinion, ridicules both sides and begets itself until it devolves into a useless tool for change. © 2014 Mark Richard Prime

Open your heart and have love and compassion, for when you look into their eyes, you see me, you, and all of us. Filling someone's heart with love can change them forever. How wonderful that would be. LOVE... __Written by Michelle Ward Prime, my Lovely angel Love © 2013 Michelle Ward Prime, my Lovely angel Love