CONFESSION ZERO

There is a point within her spirit that I pierced by my disregard, never sensing that the very thing I trounced has imagined she's sacrificed herself, when it has always been me... A gentle breeze blows across the white-snow. There is echo in its curve, a neck of splendor, a bounty of flesh, a ride on the train of Love, destined to cross into Peace's vision of ever-after, having never witnessed it himself... This is not a tragedy, it was the first of many to come the way of the pathway, the one where seeing is believing, the belief's echo is found in the echo of the last. © 2015 Mark Richard Prime, I am.

We, as stewards of the (H)eartH, need stand up against all "regime" changes, all ideas of war or aggression or thoughts of our interests in any region, save for the one we live in. We needn't avenge the deaths, we need be humbled by their sacrifice and begin to make their passing a testament to no more war. We need change from within to out, by example, by loving and forgiving all. Imagine the "blowback" from the actions of forgiveness and love, what an amazing spirit would be felt in the reaction of peace and laughter, love and forgiveness? It's the only plan that will solve the (H)eartH's most pressing issues, no amount of war or assassination or power struggles for oil or resources will bring us to where we need be by now in our existence, in our human experience. Humanity must begin to rise up and Love all... Peace © 2013 the spirit of Love dancing through Mark Richard Prime

...Like I've said so many times before, it's all coming out backwards as it should, from the freshest of wounds to those of a festered indifference! I am being forgiven of my belief, my indifference to truth! Rejoice! I am a new man! (It's about time you showed up, Nimrod!) Ha! Love, Peace and Goodness be with the eartH... (Silence…) I guess it means we all have our particular belief but we share a truth that's unmistakable… we don't know a damn thing... So with that, I favor sacrificing a little bit of our playtime and actually, as a species, rectify our indifference first and our differences last, for that is what my belief is going to require in order for the eartH of Love to choose eternal Life… (Silence…) I’m being crafted toward an awakening. Mine own. I’m being sculpted by spirit’s that recognized something in me. Animal instinct perhaps or they felt Love or Peace or Goodness in me. Who knows? I can only believe it’s what I promised I’d scrib...