Murdering God

It may be better for a man to commit murder and admit he was wrong than for a man to do nothing and believe he is right. The one murders the flesh and learns the truth, while the other preserves the flesh, but murders God.

How do you murder God? Easy, just ask the pharisees. (Hint: The Romans killed Jesus, but the pharisees were the ones who murdered him. Murder is a choice, not an act; though it often results in violent acts)

System Of Abuse

If the checks and balances that are in place to protect us from abuse of authority are not secure enough to protect us from an x-convict who is given authority, then they are not secure enough to protect us at all.

By restricting positions of authority to those without a record of irresponsible behavior we only foster an illusion of non-abuse, while at the same time establishing a system ripe for abuse by those who are more adept at getting away with it, if not more prone to do it.

The officials in the position of authority are the ones most deceived by this illusion, since it promotes their self image of being a “good guy”, even as they routinely engage in abuses that would make most criminals look like kind hearted idiots.

For all its worth, the system itself spends almost all of its energy defending the illusion of protecting society. A significant portion of this effort goes directly and indirectly into propagating the very threats it then pretends to protect us against.

The saddest part of this insanity is that it is well documented and has been expounded upon by numerous people since the system was born thousands of years ago.

But, the system itself is a master of deception, which means it can evade the truth better than any master illusionist. Even its ability to deceive so many and keep people generally blinded to any attempt (such as this blog) to expose the truth, has been written about in incredible detail. But its defenses are seemingly impenetrable.

Seemingly.

The Ugly Truth

The truth, no matter how ugly it seems to us, is the very Heart of the Universe, in the same way that a child, no matter how ugly it seems to others, is the heart of its own mother – even if that truth, or that child, is as “ugly” as me.

Dylan Was A Bully

I've been reading hundreds of pages of newspaper articles about the “child molester/killer Joseph E. Duncan III” going back to May of 2005. Since my arrest I have generally been unable to follow the press and/or just not interested. So I didn't know, for example, about Michael Anthony Mullen, the man who murdered two men who were registered as sex offenders in Bellingham, Washington. According to the article, which I just read today for the first time Mr. Mullen wanted to “send a message to sex offenders” because of what he read in the papers about the “Joseph Duncan murder-sex abuse case”. I actually applaus Mr. Mullenfor at least acting on what he believed. Even though what he believed was a bunch of lies fed to him by our industrious “free press”, at least he had the courage to take some action and hence direct responsibility for what he perceived as “wrong” with the world. He apparently later decided that spending pretty much the rest of his life in prison labelled a “murderer” was a bit more responsibility than he bargained for, so he murdered one more person; himself. I don't mean to call him a coward for killing himself. In a way, that took courage too. I just wish this present world were not such that people like Mr. Mullen are taught to think in terms of victims and offenders. You are either one or the other according to popular sentiment. But in the real world it is almost impossible to be one or the other, as I think the demise of Mr. Mullen clearly shows. Mr. Mullen lamented the brutal death of Dylan Groene (who I personally murdered in the name of my own deluded sense of justice), calling Dylan “a hero” even though Mr. Mullen never met the boy. Mullen did not see himself as a “bad guy” at all, writing, according to the article, “I care too much if anything. I've always hated bullies, and pedophiles are the worst kind”. I wonder what Mr. Mullen would have thought if he met any one of the numerous smaller and weaker boys at Dylan's school that Dylan used to get in trouble for beating up, “just because they're dweelos!” so Dylan himself told me. I don't mean to dishonor Dylan's memory and he certainly did not deserve what I did to him. But, the truth is, Dylan was a classic playground “bully” and everyone who knew him knew it. That's a fact that you'll never see in the papers and it's a fact that might have kept Mr. Mullen from becoming the very the very thing he hated, a bully, if it had been reported. If we want to have a truly free press, then we must allow the press to report the truth. But we don't. Instead we want to judge everything that is reported, just as these words here will be judged instead of heard, even though I am stating simple truths with no other motive than to expose the lies. And we do not honor Dylan, who was a real child and human being, not some fictitious “angel” who always smiled and never hurt anyone. We cannot honor his memory with a lie, so I am honoring him here, as no-one else dares, with the Truth; Dylan was a playground bully. What does that change?

(Originally written: April 23, 2010 – 12:05 pm)