CONFESSION ZERO

I come to you. We speak of things that are. We embrace and become the things we are. I come to you. We speak of Love and Peace, as them. We embrace, we are. I come to you. You. Me. We. Love and Peace © 2015 Mark Richard Prime, I am.

Trust is what I seek and instinct has given me a head start over I. Not to be mistaken as anything but duty for my grave sins, the other Gods have to call to you in your belief that they might come with me. Come with me! Everyone and all, let us craft a most loving belief and it is ours! Yours and mine, not just mine and my dream, but all of our collective spirits and dreams of Love! Let us rise up and convene upon what we know and not upon what we believe.... If you think there's something afoot, and I believe you do, it is I that might seem to be stumbling unawares, but you may want to reconsider what it is you think you are seeing... © 2012 the spirit of Love dancing through Mark Richard Prime ( The Lean Green Bean  from  The Weekend Gourmet )

Isn’t my belief, the belief of allowing the loving spirits to choose for me, who I am, who I was born to be? Well, I say poppycock! Where is “me”? Not “I”. Where is the voice of the one I am intended to be, or I made myself out to be? We, not I or me, are the creator’s of full Love. WE, the collective we’s have powers we cannot yet imagine. Soon. Either way, I believe it beyond a shadow of a doubt that Love and God are swimming through me, which makes it real to me, which is actually who I am… We all don’t have roles to play in this drama, we have roles to choose, and I suppose I always wanted to play Hamlet, only a Hamlet who chooses to follow the ghost of Love instead of the phantom of fear. Wonder how that tragedy turns out? To wake up again and again and again an again and again to wake up and wake up and wake up and try to remember your many mistakes regarding your willing treatment of consumption like it’s infinite or something? It is infinte if one exists in Heaven. ...