Monday, March 9, 2015
CONFESSION ZERO: BECOMING THAT THING IMAGINED
CONFESSION ZERO: BECOMING THAT THING IMAGINED: Humbled I am becoming. (You should already be there, Scribbler.) That is your experience folding over mine, it is not mine folding over yours...
CONFESSION ZERO: God Alone
CONFESSION ZERO: God Alone:
God alone, not the church, not the group, not the race, not the government, not the leader, not the follower, not the synagogue, not the temple, God, alone without our consciousness. We must influence Creation to now react to us. Pray to Creation that we become the best stewards, the best fledgling creators that we can be and have a story worth repeating! Giddy up!
God alone, not the church, not the group, not the race, not the government, not the leader, not the follower, not the synagogue, not the temple, God, alone without our consciousness. We must influence Creation to now react to us. Pray to Creation that we become the best stewards, the best fledgling creators that we can be and have a story worth repeating! Giddy up!
CONFESSION ZERO: RAT A TAT TAT
CONFESSION ZERO: RAT A TAT TAT:
(Are you saying God is ours to create?)
Not ours, lent.
(God gave himself over to us?)
Look around you, the question is rhetorical.
(Silence...)
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The strength is found in what we do with our spirits, the deeds we sling in the name of God are deplorable acts of cowardice.
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God is not War. I am and I say only Peace in Me is in this story, for after all, brother, we all are kin to one another like Peace and War, and I cannot lay a hand on another in violence, but my tongue and my song will feel as if you've been beaten into submission and the warrior idea's removed after such a time as Peace overwhelms them. I do understand. It's not a matter of ignorance. One. God. Peace. Love. A circle, not a square, a kindness, fresh air, peace, not war, open, not shut, ready, not unprepared, aging not decomposing, becoming something desired of God in the offing, but now, well this now, loving friend, is ours to shape, ours to be Kings and Queens of the God-lent Kingdom!
I do not denigrate the "warrior spirit", that particular spirit got a bad rap like the wolf is seen in our stories, this noble and beautiful prowler sacrifices his howl for hunting in our fearful view, not unlike we ignorant beasts never paying attention to something new being unfolding as if a gift. Open your arms to this story unfolding and as peacemaker and peacekeeper, we, the collective, shall remain aloft.
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You are within Me is a revelation of now's delight. The idea of living in the now, all that surrounds you you evolve into the story, so to speak. I am evolving you along with Me, God I pray to be such a thing because in this realm we are Home, in the next we are where we are, it matters least when compared to now! Reality meets Actuality! More on the Evening News with 10 at Now! Now we return you to your song and dance on your television screens and your electronic hands motioning to one another in the mist of industry.
(Are you saying God is ours to create?)
Not ours, lent.
(God gave himself over to us?)
Look around you, the question is rhetorical.
(Silence...)
~
The strength is found in what we do with our spirits, the deeds we sling in the name of God are deplorable acts of cowardice.
~
God is not War. I am and I say only Peace in Me is in this story, for after all, brother, we all are kin to one another like Peace and War, and I cannot lay a hand on another in violence, but my tongue and my song will feel as if you've been beaten into submission and the warrior idea's removed after such a time as Peace overwhelms them. I do understand. It's not a matter of ignorance. One. God. Peace. Love. A circle, not a square, a kindness, fresh air, peace, not war, open, not shut, ready, not unprepared, aging not decomposing, becoming something desired of God in the offing, but now, well this now, loving friend, is ours to shape, ours to be Kings and Queens of the God-lent Kingdom!
I do not denigrate the "warrior spirit", that particular spirit got a bad rap like the wolf is seen in our stories, this noble and beautiful prowler sacrifices his howl for hunting in our fearful view, not unlike we ignorant beasts never paying attention to something new being unfolding as if a gift. Open your arms to this story unfolding and as peacemaker and peacekeeper, we, the collective, shall remain aloft.
~
You are within Me is a revelation of now's delight. The idea of living in the now, all that surrounds you you evolve into the story, so to speak. I am evolving you along with Me, God I pray to be such a thing because in this realm we are Home, in the next we are where we are, it matters least when compared to now! Reality meets Actuality! More on the Evening News with 10 at Now! Now we return you to your song and dance on your television screens and your electronic hands motioning to one another in the mist of industry.
CONFESSION ZERO: Attention Paid
CONFESSION ZERO: Attention Paid: Pay attention, brothers and sisters, to that which you have not heard before. I have, so I say, for Me, it is not the warrior then that wil...
CONFESSION ZERO: IT'S OUR DAY, WOMEN ROAR
CONFESSION ZERO: IT'S OUR DAY, WOMEN ROAR: Woman. Woman. Woman. Great and Grand Mother. Mother. Mother. Mother. Daughter. Daughter. Daughter. Sister. Sister. Sister. Aunt. Au...
© 2015 Mark Richard Prime, I am.
Friday, March 22, 2013
Love-Like
We are all born to be the heirs to Heaven, to be Christ-like, God-like, Love-like and Divine-like. I believe it cheapens the "human" experience to imagine it otherwise. There was never meant to be only "one" or "two". We're all born with the same qualities as the figure known as Jesus, etc. If we imagine otherwise, only then will we find the need to "claim" we're someone else instead of being who and what we actually are...
© 2013 the spirit of Love dancing through Mark Richard Prime
Heirs to Heaven
Thursday, October 11, 2012
A Charlie Chaplin Halloween
Charlie Chaplin, I believe, was in the know.
Everyone should dress up as Charlie Chaplin for Halloween- millions of anonymous Charlie Chaplin's walking around offering Love and not fear...
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