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Educatio

“Education is teaching our children to desire the right things.”

Plato

“Education is the kindling of a flame, not the filling of a vessel.”

Socrates

“Educating the mind without educating the heart is no education at all.”

Aristotle

“Read at every wait; read at all hours; read within leisure; read in times of labor; read as one goes in; read as one goest out. The task of the educated mind is simply put: read to lead.”

Marcus Tullius Cicero

“He who opens a school door, closes a prison.”

Victor Hugo

“Education consists mainly of what we have unlearned.”

Mark Twain

“It’s an universal law– intolerance is the first sign of an inadequate education. An ill-educated person behaves with arrogant impatience, whereas truly profound education breeds humility.”

Aleksandr Solzhenitsyn

“The only thing that interferes with my learning is my education.”

Albert Einstein

“Education is a system of imposed ignorance.”

Noam Chomsky

“There is a fifth dimension beyond that which is known to man. It is a dimension as vast as space and as timeless as infinity. It is the middle ground between light and shadow, between science and superstition, and it lies between the pit of man’s fears, and the summit of his knowledge. This is the dimension of imagination. It is an area which we call … The Twilight Zone.”

This piece is a continuation from…

https://senderupwords.wordpress.com/2015/05/22/cabal-cartel-caucus-cell-circle-clan-clique-coterie-conspiracy-and-y-o-u/

Educare,

Latin,

Educatio,

Latin,

Educate,

English,
Education,

Mid Sixteenth Century,
English,

“the process of receiving or giving systematic instruction, especially at a school or university.”

Call me Gonzo,

Batty,
Looney,

Crazy,

Conspiracy theorist,

Call me what you like,

But there is,

If you choose to see it,

A mountain of evidence that proves,

As Marx stated;

“The ideas of the ruling class are in every epoch the ruling ideas, i.e. the class which is the ruling material force of society, is at the same time its ruling intellectual force. The class which has the means of material production at its disposal, has control at the same time over the means of mental production, so that thereby, generally speaking, the ideas of those who lack the means of mental production are subject to it. The ruling ideas are nothing more than the ideal expression of the dominant material relationships, the dominant material relationships grasped as ideas.”

It is plain to see,

That once our masters,

OUR masters,

Had control over global finance,

Thus the desecration of any earlier creation,

The sovereign nation,

Again a replacement of an earlier paradigm,

The religious one,

That they had control over the physical means,

Of ALL production,

Yet, a substantial piece of the puzzle was missing,

That would further enshrine their wealth,

Requiring a fundamental reshaping,

Of the way that we are bread,

To think, or lack thereof,

More to obey,

Thus,

To infiltrate, destroy, redesign and reshape,

The spirit, principles and delivery of education.

It is perhaps,

The highest duty,

Of all humans to be informed,

And giving credit where it is due,

My parents imbued me with a delicate mind,

Instructing it to be filled,

At a very young age,

With a voracious appetite for knowledge,

Page after page,

Book after book,

Day after day,

Year after year,

My best friends were and still are the worn pages,

Of books many would not even know,

Let alone read,

The subtle time worn stain,

The faint aroma of those perplexed, uplifted,

Embroiled and entertained before me,

Names like Plato and Aristotle,

Interspersed with Machiavelli and Hegel,

Characters like Sherlock and Dorian,

Mingling with Santiago and Raoul Duke,

Each presenting the opportunity,

For my mind,

Actively to expand horizons,

In search of ever greater new ones,

Not just for myself,

But for all.

A real education,

Not promised me,

Nor any of us,

But enforced, by my parents,

That lit the flame,

Fanned it,

And watched me roar.

Yet,

As I revisit the past,

With a mind matured and also ravaged by time,

Acknowledging,

As self evident now,

I realize beyond a shadow of a doubt,

And certainly outside the reach of some stuck in Plato’s Cave,

That the machinations of true power,

Have conspired to control the spiritual and mental means of production,

Creating chainless minions,

Unaware slaves,

Through magnificent efforts reaching back,

At least a century or more,

When those same powerful creatures,

In elegant rooms,

In order to perpetuate and consolidate their power,

Forced upon the unaware, or worse uncaring,

A purpose built system to invisibly dominate minds,

From the earliest ages,

Inside the institutions known as elementary and secondary schools,

A system of vile and vicious propaganda,

Established to ensure that the means of production,

YOU,

Not only did not question, would not question,

BUT, could not question,

As the erosion of critical thought ensured,

That you would; “look, listen, kneel, pray,”

At the alter (spelling intended) of consumption,

While mindlessly promoting their wealth,

Celebrating it,

Coveting it,

As moment by moment you gave way,

To a well oiled plan.

And, as the Bard would say,

Herein lay the rub;

Philanthropos,

Greek,

Philanthropia,

Greek and Late Latin,

Philanthrope,

English,

Philanthropy,

Early Seventeenth Century,

“the desire to promote the welfare of others, expressed especially by the generous donation of money to good causes.”

A beautiful and noble goal that,

To promote welfare,

Through generous donations,

Yet,

In purpose and practice,

The age old idea of charity,

Has,

Like all institutions,

Been corrupted,

To engage in the spread of ideas and practices,

Contrary to the public good,

And instead,

As facts in evidence prove,

To deepen the stranglehold,

Of a very select few.

Until recently,

The Vatican,

The Holy See,

That great institution, (tongue in cheek)

The Roman Catholic Church,

Had a prominent and indeed almost monopolistic control,

On systems of education throughout the world, let alone every Sunday,

Only partially dismantled after world war two,

And like those who follow herein,

Pays no tax maintaining,

That their mission is;

“to promote the teachings of Christ.”

Really,

Pray tell,

The Crusades,
Eleventh to Thirteenth Century

The Wars of Religion,

Sixteenth and Seventeenth Centuries,

Second Sudanese Civil War,

1983 – 2005,

The daily ongoing in all but name forced proselytization,

Of various people the world over,

Is this what the man or myth would answer to the question,

What would Jesus do?

But to name a few more;

Rockefeller Foundation (Standard Oil)

“Promoting the well-being of humanity around the world.”

Ford Foundation (Ford Motor Co.)
To receive and administer funds for scientific, educational and charitable purposes all for the public welfare.”

John A. Hartford Foundation (Great Atlantic and Pacific Tea)

“It is necessary to carve from the whole vast spectrum of human needs one small band that the heart and mind together tell you is the area in which you can make your best contribution.”

W.K. Kellogg Foundation (Kellogg Cereals)

“We believe that one measure of a society is the importance it places on the optimal development of all of its children. We envision a future and a society where every child thrives, and we invest in areas to advance that vision.”

Carnegie Corporation (Carnegie Steel)

“ to promote the advancement and diffusion of knowledge and understanding.”

Alfred P. Sloan Foundation (General Motors)

“believes that a carefully reasoned and systematic understanding of the forces of nature and society, when applied inventively and wisely, can lead to a better world for all.”

Moody Foundation (W. L. Moody’s oil, realty, newspapers, and bank holdings)

“to benefit in perpetuity present and future generations of Texans.”

Lilly Endowment (Eli Lilly Pharmaceuticals)

“exists to support the causes of religion, education and community development. The Endowment affords special emphasis to projects that benefit young people and promote leadership education and financial self-sufficiency in the nonprofit, charitable sector.”

Howard Hughes Medical Institute

“advance biomedical research and science education for the benefit of humanity.”

Pew Memorial Trust (Sun Oil Co. or Sunoco)

“is driven by the power of knowledge to solve today’s most challenging problems. Pew applies a rigorous, analytical approach to improve public policy, inform the public and invigorate civic life.”

Endowments aside,

These very few ‘tax exempt foundations,’

Not to mention our Universities,

MANY more hidden behind page after page of illusion,

With noble goals and purported idealistic aims,

Served two much more important aims,

Firstly,

To protect and indeed advance the fortunes of a very select few,

And if not more importantly, as money is just a fiction,

To seek, design, implement and control the minds,

From the earliest ages possible,

Of the means of production,

YOU!

Don’t believe me;

Think of the McDonald’s Happy Meal,

The principle is the same.

As earlier demonstrated,
Words have meaning,

Some understood by all,

Others coded instructions,

Secret directions,

And ominous predictions.

In a delicate move of evil genius,

These same men,

Robber Barons to their core,

Knew,

That the general public,

Already devoid of will,

And increasingly intellect and the ability to question,

Opened the doors of their secret halls,

Presenting to Carol Quigley,

The keys to the proverbial kingdom,

Minutes of the Tax Exempt Foundations,

An understanding which would become the basis for Tragedy and Hope,

A direct, substantiated and nefarious cabal,

Giving direction and instruction where necessary,

Worse where required,

As in the masterfully created wars,

Knew that the minds were needed, as early as possible;

Welcome the International Bureau of Education,

“Its aims were to centralize documentation related to public and private education, to take an interest in scientific research in the educational field, and to serve as a coordinating centre for institutions and societies concerned with education.”

A private foundation,

At the end of World War Two,

Integrated into the International system,

Absorbed by the United Nations,

Through UNESCO.

Such a tangled web,

Impossible here to fully weave,

Foundation after foundation,

Private family and endowment trusts,

All working toward,

A series of control, social,

Engineered to promote and protect,

The endgame of the perversely wealthy elite,

This included,

Though you may be aghast,

Nazi eugenic experimentation,

That may enable the breeding of ‘superior men,’

Psychiatric experiments,

Guarded by Rockefeller (Standard Oil) paid goons,

We speak off the destruction of the Jews ill fated,

Yet never of the cause of their demise.

Further research in Canada, McGill University,

Vile experiments with Dr. Ewen Cameron,

Those that first started me down this rabbit hole,

Of researching and attempting to understand,

Exactly how the machinations of collective suppression work,

At seventeen I began to question,

Absolutely everything I had been taught,

In school, in books, from history,

Realizing that truly one of the spoils of war,

Was the ability to control the future,

By controlling the past,

Orwell was and IS right.

I have written,

Time and again,

Of the wholesale destruction of thought,

The abject perversion of the human condition,

By those who benefit from it’s slaughter,

For years,

I have waged war,

With myself, my beliefs, the things I thought I knew,

And the world into which I was born.

Am I still Gonzo,

Batty,
Looney,

Crazy,

Conspiracy theorist?

Or the pebble at the precipice of the water,

Wishing nothing more than to create,

A perpetual tide of concentric circles?

Why,

Pray tell,

Do we refuse to see,

Or more apropos,

YOU,

Refuse to see,

That there is a definite link,

Between the control of debt,

The duplicitous practices of the Internationalists,

That have robbed you of friend and supposed foe,

Hegel to the death;

The fall of sovereign states,

The decrease in critical thinking,

The rise in consumption,

The massive dumbing down of one and all,

And then further refuse to question,

Who does this all benefit –

Follow the money!

It is not the 1%,

It is the 0.0000074%,

As Fitzgerald,

One of my daily delusions maintains;

“The rich are different from you and me.”

And they are,

Even though you refuse to see,

For to them,

You are not even a pawn,

But a single atom, of a molecule,

Of a pawn,

And your resistance,

Despite their attempts to convince you otherwise is not futile,

The truth is out there,

Your liberation is within your grasp,

Will you take it,

I call not for a revolution with blood in the streets,

I call for an awakening,

Knowing that our TRUE power,

Is not within their institutions,

Of mind control and social engineering,

IQ and Standardized test,

But in our hearts and in our minds.

Will you open your hearts and minds,

Awaken to the realities around us,

Or march, slowly,

One day at a time,

Born for the dying?

“The truth is stranger than fiction.”
Hunter S. Thompson
SDM

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Shhhh I’m Now A Terrorist (Apparently)

“True moderation in the defence of political liberties is indeed a difficult thing: pretending to want fair shares for all, every man raises himself by depressing his neighbour; our anxiety to avoid oppression leads us to practice it ourselves; the injustice we repel, we visit in turn upon others, as if there were no choice except either to do it or to suffer it.” Titus Livy

Be afraid,

Be very, VERY, very afraid,

For the revolution is upon us,

Upon US and WE are the enemy.

Friends,

Be no more my friends,

Deny you know me,

Deny our experiences,

And the times we have known,

For in the exercise of OUR now non existent rights,

Global,

I am a, shhhhhhhhhh,

Whisper,

Extremist;

A terrorist.

By virtue,

Imbued by parents who clearly loved me,

I fiercely ravished books,

Thousands,

And still do today,

Of every possible design,

Exploring thoughts,

Exploring my own as result,

Analyzing, accepting and refusing,

At the behest of rationality,

Ideas that I find genuine,

And dismissing though entertaining those,

That insult,

As Whitman would suggest,

My soul,

But shhhhh,

Whisper,

I am a,

Terrorist.

“War is peace.

Freedom is slavery.

Ignorance is strength.” Orwell

Our civilization,

So called,

Has declared war,

Globally,

Against religions for oil,

Against citizens for greed,

Against myself and others like me,

For exercising our minds,

Exploring facts in evidence,

Exposing them,

Expressing and disseminating them,

And for this noble cause,

According to the bastions of governmental influence,

My thoughts,

My words,

These words,

Make me a terrorist,

An extremist,

For bearing witness against the wickedness of an evil few,

That pit us against each other,

For the perpetuation of their iniquity,

AT YOUR EXPENSE,

And for this,

I am,

A terrorist?

“As man consists of body and soul, all our possessions and pursuits partake of the nature of one or the other. Thus personal beauty and great wealth, bodily strength, and all similar things, soon pass away; the noble achievements of the intellect are immortal like the soul itself. Physical advantages, and the material gifts of fortune, begin and end; all that comes into existence, perishes; all that grows, must one day decay. But the soul, incorruptible and eternal, is the ruler of mankind; it guides and controls everything, subject itself to no control. Wherefore we can but marvel the more at the unnatural conduct of those who abandon themselves to bodily pleasures and pass their time in riotous living and idleness, neglecting their intelligence–the best and noblest element in man’s nature–and letting it become dull through lack of effort; and that, too, when the mind is capable of so many different accomplishments that can win the highest distinction.” Sallust

As an extremist,

Well read and reasonably well written,

I posit that in this temporal realm,

I have a body that will pass,

While these words,

The ideas that they present,

Represent and in some cases resent,

Live on,

Non Omnis Moriar,

Each of you are as Sallust suggests,

Abandoning yourselves to sins of the flesh,

Gluttons feeding at the trough of your own demise,

Giving freely your bodies, minds and souls,

To a hapless few that centuries ago,

Created a system in which you are owned,

From the moment of your birth,

Until the moment of the execution of your last will,

And testament,

At which point they no longer own you,

Returned, as we all will be,

To the universe,

But you don’t need to believe me,

Although, for these words, governments now claim,

I am a terrorist,

An extremist because I QUESTION everything;

As for illustration you should wonder;

Why, on all official documents,

From governments,

Birth Certificate and Passport,

Are your names ONLY in Capital LETTERS,

I AM NOT SENDER D. MACLEAN;
I am Sender D. MacLean

And as I openly rebel,

Intellectually and with these words,

I am not owned,

As slave,

For education, knowledge and understanding have set me free,

Just as easily so too could thou be,

But be forewarned,

This makes you a terrorist,

An extremist,

For you stand diametrically opposed,

To plans laid out centuries ago,

Maintained, perpetuated and mobilized,

Through the states monopoly on several powers,

None greater than the use of force,

Physically through the Corporations of Police Departments the world over,

Revenue generators,

Through the industrialized militaries,

Revenue generators,

Who despite their oaths at will violate your supposed rights,

Financially,

Through death warrants and a monetary system,

That creates something from nothing,

In perpetuity,

Enslaving you quite visibly,

Through DEBT!

“They have plundered the world, stripping naked the land in their hunger… they are driven by greed, if their enemy be rich; by ambition, if poor… They ravage, they slaughter, they seize by false pretenses, and all of this they hail as the construction of empire. And when in their wake nothing remains but a desert, they call that peace.” Tacitus
Who are THEY?

Like any paperback detective,

Follow the money,

That facts in evidence are there for you to see,

Explore, analyze and reason,

With your minds,

Who THEY are,

But believe me, you are not one of THEM,

If you’re reading this right now,

But in your names,

And with your artificial currencies they are waging wars,

Of aggression, economic and military, psychological and spiritual,

To prolong this new form of empire and imperialism,

Colonialism all but in name,

And for these realities that I so deftly make you aware,

I am now to be branded a terrorist,

An extremist,

Because I can think,

And my friends, FORMER friends now as you should move from me,

Know this,

Tacitus was right,

Just look at the last one hundred years,

Unearth the facts in evidence,

And you will see the desertification of peace,

I assure you,

But be forewarned,

This makes you an extremist,

Thinking,

Makes you a terrorist,

And by doing so you will become and remain,

An enemy of the state.
“Nescire autem quid antequam natus sis acciderit, id est semper esse puerum. (To be ignorant of what occurred before you were born is to remain always a child.)” Marcus Tullius Cicero
As an extreme terrorist,

Because I think,

May I assure you thus,

I write from no moral authority,

As a former victimizer myself,

Instead I feel compelled ethically,

To disseminate thought,

Regardless of the outcome to me,

Not by telling you facts,

For facts are like statistics,

They can and are easily perverted in the halls of power,

For whatever nefarious means,

Instead,

From an informed and well read mental library,

I unleash a furious torment,

That should unleash in you an insatiable curiosity,

To THINK,

Critically,

To read, read and read some more,

For everything you think you know,

Every story told by your governments and institutions are falsehoods,

And your ignorance, YOUR ignorance reinforces their centuries old plans,

Do not blithely accept false narratives,

Presented to you by wicked people,

Of evil design,

Who own you,

Instead rationally arrive at your own conclusions,

But again,

I forewarn you,

These actions will make you an enemy of the state,

Perverts to a system that owns you,

A system that will defile or detain you,

Destroy or indebt you,

They will assail your work, your life, your bank accounts,

Your property and will take from you every supposed liberty you have,

At will, THEIRS,

Simply for thinking,

Because in opposition to their deceitful narrative,

You are the enemy,

An extremist,

A terrorist.
“In a republican nation, whose citizens are to be led by reason and persuasion and not by force, the art of reasoning becomes of first importance” Thomas Jefferson

Where is your reason?

What do you think?

I know of their persuasion,

I was a persuader,

I know of your acceptance of it,

Physical, spiritual and mental,

And you sit there,

Intellectually naked,

Refusing to see obviously apparent realities,

Trading your freedom for comfort,

Trading your thoughts for blood money,

As THEY, of whom you are NOT,

Are laughing because their systems are achieving,

By design,

What centuries ago was set in motion,

And by not thinking critically,

QUESTIONING EVERYTHING,

You give them ever more powers,

And soon,

Of this I am sure,

We will ALL be terrorists,

Silently stalked and hunted down,

At any mention of a perverted thought,

Against the machinations of power.

“In Company with Sallust, Cicero, Tacitus and Livy, you will learn Wisdom and Virtue. You will see them represented, with all the Charms which Language and Imagination can exhibit, and Vice and Folly painted in all their Deformity and Horror.

You will ever remember that all the End of study is to make you a good Man and a useful Citizen.—This will ever be the Sum total of the Advice of your affectionate Father,

John Adams”

By nature,

In my heart and soul I believe,

In the goodness of humanity,

However, I am acutely aware,

And have actively participated in enslavement,

Of you,

Using words like links in a chain,

That you will never see,

So long as you believe talking heads,

Consume products of spilt blood,

Engorge yourself with poisons,

Rather than devouring, blessedly,

KNOWLEDGE, which is POWER,

And which when used can SET YOU FREE.
But again,

You sit idly by,

As if the television, radio, movies or Facebook,

Can inform you passively,

They are tools of mass distraction,

To keep you from informing yourselves,

To delude you, divide and conquer you,

And believe me,

You have been conquered,

But through intellectual exercise you can and should free your mind,

In so doing,

Putting yourself directly in the cross hairs,

Becoming an extremist for speaking out,

Standing up and protesting peacefully,

As you are supposedly allowed to do,

But not for long,

And thus I wonder,

Will you read, analyze, examine and explore,

Or feast at the banquet table of lies that enslave you,

For the choice is yours?

“If voting made any difference they wouldn’t let us do it.” Mark Twain

Would they lock Twain up today?

Terrorist?

For social commentary necessary to expose,

The iniquity of man?

For in a way, they already have,

Having removed the word nigger from his works,

As THEY continue to white wash history,

Just as easily as Huck a fence,

And as a victimizer,

I admit my guilt,

In my knowledge that voting makes no difference,

For people like me,

Manipulated by vice,

Can rig any vote, any where, any time,

And yet, within the current paradigm,

If you don’t vote,

Which I beseech you to do,

You relegate yourself to arm chair quarterbacks,

Uninformed and deserving of what befalls you,

The real vote, the one that counts,

Is the artificial currency in your accounts and wallets,

Vote wisely and en masse and watch how quickly the tower of Babel,

Comes crumbling down,

But remember,

This opposition, active not passive,

Will brand you,

Just as I, an extremist,

A terrorist!

“The work of an intellectual is not to form the political will of others; it is, through the analyses he does in his own domains, to bring assumptions and things taken for granted again into question, to shake habits, ways of acting and thinking, to dispel the familiarity of the accepted, to take the measure of rules and institutions and, starting from that re-problemitisation (where he plays his specific role as intellectual) to take part in the formation of a political will (where he has his role to play as citizen).” Michel Foucault

I am Sender D. MacLean,

The third of eight children,

A man,

A lover,

A reader,

A writer,

A teacher,

A warrior poet,

As a now branded by government puppets extremist and terrorist,

Please I beg of you to understand,

The assumptions made by you are dangerous,

Not to me,

But for us all,

The collective known as humanity,

Which imperils every other species on this Spaceship Earth,

The rules, institutions, histories, established order,

They are all predicated on a contrived, well executed, funded and manipulating

Series of systems that seek to make idiots of you all,

And it’s working,

QUESTION EVERYTHING,

Take power back,

Rise up, PEACEFULLY,

United,

For an idea whose time has come,

Is more powerful than all the armies in the world.

“The first duty of a man is to think for himself” Jose Marti

It is a tragedy,

That I am become terrorist and extremist,

In exercising my first duty,

To think,

But I beg of you;

What would you do?
Will you perform your first duty?

Or will you sit absentmindedly by,

Until that coming moment,

I assure you,

When under cover of darkness,

Or even in the light of day,

They come knocking at your door?

That is, unless of course, you start THINKING!

Last week,

So called leaders of the world,

Puppets in their emperors finest clothes,

Gathered in Sodom,

The heart of financial terror,

Each presenting cases on the ills affecting our world,

Christian, Jew, Muslim and Atheists all,

At the pulpit of the New World Order,

Speaking vacuously,

Inciting hatred and promoting increased war,

Up to and including, yours truly,

Sender D. MacLean,

Extremist and terrorist,

WHY?

For thinking.

Scribo Ergo Sum!

“Once the government can demand of a publisher the names of the purchasers of his publications, the free press as we know it disappears. Then the spectre of a government agent will look over the shoulder of everyone who reads. The purchase of a book or pamphlet today may result in a subpoena tomorrow. Fear of criticism goes with every person into the bookstall. The subtle, imponderable pressures of the orthodox lay hold. Some will fear to read what is unpopular, what the powers-that-be dislike. When the light of publicity may reach any student, any teacher, inquiry will be discouraged. The books and pamphlets that are critical of the administration, that preach an unpopular policy in domestic or foreign affairs, that are in disrepute in the orthodox school of thought will be suspect and subject to investigation. The press and its readers will pay a heavy price in harassment. But that will be minor in comparison with the menace of the shadow which government will cast over literature that does not follow the dominant party line. If the lady from Toledo can be required to disclose what she read yesterday and what she will read tomorrow, fear will take the place of freedom in the libraries, book stores, and homes of the land. Through the harassment of hearings, investigations, reports, and subpoenas government will hold a club over speech and over the press.”

[United States v. Rumely, 345 U.S. 41 (1953)]” William O. Douglas

Base desires,

Primal; are actively used against you,

And YOU passively accept it,

Desire and Fear,

Desire to consume,

Fear of the invisible, artificially created boogey men,

Governments the world over are now using this club,

Branding those who would think,

Like me,

Terrorist or extremist,

But I am not those things,

I am a human being,

Deeply concerned,

Imbued with a mind that thinks,

One that encourages rationality and intellectuality,

I provoke and promote NO violence,

Although I do represent intellectual violence,

Whereby thoughts can destroy these machinations;

I encourage peaceful dissolution of the systems that own you,

But it is only YOU, YOU who hold the reins of that power.

Will you use it?
“Protest beyond the law is not a departure from democracy; it is absolutely essential to it.” Howard Zinn

SDM

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Mens Rea and Mea Culpa

“Since we are not yet fully comfortable with the idea that people from the next village are as human as ourselves, it is presumptuous in the extreme to suppose we could ever look at sociable, tool-making creatures who are from other evolutionary paths and see not beasts, but brothers, not rivals, but fellow pilgrims journeying to the shrine of intelligence…The difference… is not in the creature judged, but in the creature judging.” Demosthenes

Human beings, Brothers and Sisters all,

United in faith,

Lend me your eyes and ears,

That perchance I may open your hearts and minds,

For I sit before you,

Writing,

From an Ether you may not understand,

Words that may shock and awe you,

Frighten or excite you,

But surely must make you think and feel,

That something is truly wicked at play,

That causes me a guilty mind and I admit my faults,

Will you?

Brothers and Sisters,
where is your humanity?

Brothers and Sisters are you united in faith?
Agnostics,
Atheists,
Baha’i,

Buddhism,

Christianity,

Confucianism,
Hinduism,
Islam,

Jainism,

Judaism,
Shinto,

Sikhism,

Taoism,

And Zoroastrianism?

For what is faith,

A set of beliefs based on trust,

A loyalty or covenant with that which you hold most dear,

Guided by a set of commandments,

Tenets,

Or rules,

That set the course by which you live your lives,

Faith;

Confidence,

Reliance,

Conviction,

Assurance,

Without demanding proof,

Thousands of years,

Billions of people,

Whom I admire for their ‘faith’

And yet fear for the same,

For in the blind willingness of the oppressed,

By the oppressor, to believe in afterlives,

That will punish or reward the life you lead today,

You relinquish your personal responsibility,

To the very deities your faith is due,

You turn dimwitted,

Sightlessly guided by the hounds of war,

Unleashed by your acquiescence,

Clearly in defiance of whatever God in which you choose to believe,

And while I would like to despise you,

Hate you and have chickens come home to roost for YOUR crimes,

Against humanity and every species on this great Earth,

Instead as Chosen Light, Warrior Poet and rational man,

Communicating with billions of years of history,

The Ether and my delusions grand,

I say unto you,

I have a guilty mind and admit my faults,

And I am neither the first nor the last,

Seeking a world that your faith preaches,

Here and now,

On this imperiled earth,

On which you seem to be living for the dying,

In faith of something better,

That each of you,

United,

Could create here on earth,

Loathe or bemoan you,

NIGH,

For I seek to reach inside your soul,

Peer inside your faith,

Illuminate ideas old in ways new,

That maybe you will wake up,

To see and then act upon,

The nightmare that has been upon us since long before my birth,

And with your inaction will continue unabated,

I have a guilty mind and admit my faults;

Do you?

“Six mistakes mankind keeps making century after century:

Believing that personal gain is made by crushing others;

Worrying about things that cannot be changed or corrected;

Insisting that a thing is impossible because we cannot accomplish it;

Refusing to set aside trivial preferences;

Neglecting development and refinement of the mind;

Attempting to compel others to believe and live as we do.” Marcus Tullius Cicero

Millennia after millennia,

Brothers and Sisters,

Humanity by its very nature continues to make mistakes,

For to err is part of our condition,

A natural course of trial and error,

In which we are supposed to GROW,

Being better today than we were yesterday,

Paying it forward to ourselves AND future generations;

In that way again I admit I have a guilty mind and admit my faults,

And yet we continue with the ever increasing devastation of war,

Allow people to starve or die from drought,

We use as weapons, classism, sexism, racism and all isms,

To DOMINATE over humanity,

For this I am not guilty, as I choose to set humanity on a course,

Of liberation,

Through dialogue and perhaps even diatribe. .

The only real personal gain to be made,

Is in discovering what lay within,

Not due to faith or scripture,

But through daily efforts,

Uncovering the veracity that is inside you,

The naturally imbued gifts, talents and wonders you are,

The passions that drive you,

Those are the betrothal of your experience to unbridle upon,

Your Brothers and Sisters all,

For the common and noble goal of mutual benefit,

Through self sacrifice,

Rather than the glorification of our current systems,

Filled with deadly sins,

Perhaps none higher than sloth, gluttony, pride and greed,

The perpetuation of myths and legends,

Older than our language systems,

Perhaps even older than our groans and grunts,

Our earthly salvation lay in overcoming these ancient beliefs,

That we need what they have,

And if we can not buy it, or steal it,

We must crush those so we may take it freely and without recourse,

Let alone remourse,

I am guilty and admit my faults,

Can and will you,

Rise up and stop the madness of the endless tyranny of war,

Intergenerational,

Millennial,

That which seeks to benefit the few,

While giving crumbs or death to the rest?

Brothers and Sisters of faith,
We all worry,

It is a natural state of our consciousness,

To become concerned with things outside of our direct control,

And yet,

It must be clear to those of you taking the time to read and hear these pleas,

Ninety eight percent or more of our worries,

Never come to light,

And only serve to have us chained,

Like slaves inside caves seeing shadows,

Shadows that are not there,

Stultifying us and preventing our actions,

To unshackle that which could so easily be sloughed away,

I have a guilty mind and I admit my faults,

Can and will you?

Brothers and Sisters of faith,

All things seems impossible until they are done,

Allowing a detrimental and devious mental state,

To prevent our advancement based on a terror of the impossible,

Unsettles future generations,

Dismisses our children’s passions

And sets us on a course of self fulfilling prophecy,

The most vile, disgusting and defiling word in any language,

A contraction,

Is can’t,

For we are a wise animal,

ANIMAL,

Imbued with consciousness, rationality, reason and thought,

We are capable of a great and many things that while you may not conceive,

Through faith must believe,

We can and will achieve,

If we put our minds to it,

I have a guilty mind and admit my faults,

Can and will you?
Brother and Sisters of faith,

Filled with trivialities that divide and conquer,

Purpose built by design to imprison your minds,

Convince you of truths that are wicked by strategy,

The colour of our skin is nothing more than pigmentation,

Our religions are through birthright, Manmade,

And the lottery of birth,

Driven by artificial geographical boundaries,

That can not be seen from space,

These trivialities are nothing more than infantile structures,

Convinced by powers you refuse to accept,

Despite your continued faith,

To acknowledge let alone stand up against,

If you cut me I bleed,

I have a brain, a mind,

Two eyes,

Two ears,

A nose,

A mouth,

Two lungs,

Two kidneys,

A liver,

And a heart,

AS DO YOU,

Our preferences hold no place in our collective humanity,

We are all the same,

And it is only dark powers that seek to drive that out of us,

I have a guilty mind and admit my faults,

Can and will you?

Brothers and Sisters of faith,

The developments of the last one hundred years,

Have driven us further apart in our shared humanity,

The development of the radio and television, the internet,

Have illustrated the great horrors of the wicked amongst us,

That seek a cruel reign of evil,

By feeding your mind with the innocuous,

The vacuous and down right foolish,

Distracting you from freeing yourselves,

By using the one thing that can set us all free,

Into a beautiful world today,

Not in some storied paradise, but today,

The human mind is much more understood than you realize,

And that truth is used against you daily, every minute,

To make you afraid,

To move you away from personal advancement through study,

To force upon you specialization rather than generalization,

Giving you tools that were supposed to set us on a course of passions,

But instead has made many of you slaves,

With invisible chains,

Obedient,

“Look, listen, kneel, pray, it’s all right there… commercials”
Having faith in your Gods and your leaders,

To lift you up from your station,

Rather than yourselves, no personal stake,

Rather than taking the easy step of reading,

BLESSED reading,

Voraciously like a computer designer,

Inputting code,

Called language into your minds,

Language made of words,

Words are power,

So long as you know their meaning,

The syntax and structure,

READ EVERYTHING,

Regardless of how disgusting it is to you,

Books are not banned for what they say,

But for ideas that they present,

Ideas contrary to those who seek to enslave your minds,

And your bodies,

The only cure for stupidity and ignorance,

Is not faith,

But MORE reading (thank you Mother),

Mother, for my life and this love of words, I love you;
The only cure for the ills of the world today,

Is more reading, more dialogue, discussion, not devastation,

That you may understand the wickedness you face daily,

And act in accordance with ideas and wisdom,

Rather than spoon fed exploitations that will ultimately cost your lives,

Here I am not guilty,

However I admit I have read extensively, your books,

And those that insult my soul,

So I may find personal enlightenment,

Can you say the same?

Brother and Sisters united in faith,

Your God is not better than their God,

There is only objective truth, not subjective,

While I put my faith in humanity,

I am slowing loosing it to the indifference of you,

YOU,

Those of faith,

Allowing atrocities committed in your names,

We are all born naked and will return to the universe,

You can lead a horse to water,

But you can not make it drink,

Therefore I can not compel you to think or act any differently,

Especially through the use of permanent force,

The will of your mind is far too strong for such tactics,

A mind closed should also have a mouth closed,

But an open mind,

Can and will change the world,

Not compelling but instead leading those out of the darkness,

Like a Prophet or Sheppard,

Brothers and Sisters,

Will you follow to your slaughter or lead to your salvation,

Here too I am not guilty though I admit my faults,

And you?

“People should either be caressed or crushed. If you do them minor damage they will get their revenge; but if you cripple them there is nothing they can do. If you need to injure someone, do it in such a way that you do not have to fear their vengeance.” Niccolò Machiavelli

Brothers and Sisters united in faith,

Powers and principalities,

Vicious devils in beautiful dress,

With wordsmith caressed speeches,

Propagandizing you to inaction,

While at their behest,

You send your families to fight,

When our systems of manipulation and bribery can not caress,

You allow your family members,

To be burned, crushed and killed,

As canon fodder,

For leaders, religious, spiritual, economic, political and communal,

That DO NOT CARE ABOUT YOU,

I have been inside their promised land,

Witnessed their evil designs,

Read their wicked words,

And was repelled by them,

They care not about you,

But of their own avarice, iniquity and longevity,

And like fools all,

You believe their packaged lies,

You buy their product of war,

When they pretend that they are doves,

With olive branches,

You refuse to accept your culpability in the actions of the state,

You refuse to accept your culpability in the actions of leaders,

You refuse to accept your culpability in the actions of corporations,

When these are YOUR creations,

These earthly devils that rob you of paradise,

You have been convinced the problems are too big,

That you do not understand,

Too difficult or unsolvable,

YET you still believe that those you vote for can and will deal with them,

These millionaires and the billionaires that put them there,

That,

That my friends,

Is the very definition of Faith,

And now, you must understand why I have none,

Why I write these words,

Why I fight this fight,

Because faith has blinded you in ways you do not even see,

Because rather than informing yourselves,

You allow yourselves to be informed,

By people duty driven to misinform you,
I have no faith and for that I am not guilty,

Though I accept my faults,

My personal responsibility for the actions which I have been a part,

All of them,

Openly and with as much grace as possible,

And you?

“Whatever goes upon 2 legs is an enemy.

Whatever goes upon four legs, or has wings, is a friend.

No animal shall wear clothes.

No animal shall sleep in a bed.

No animal shall drink alcohol.

No animal shall kill any other animal.

All animals are equal.” Orwell

Brothers and Sister united in faith,

Just as Orwell’s commandments changed,

For the benefit of the few,

Why do you so callously believe,

YOUR commandments are not abused and used against you,

What is your Mens Rea? What of your Mea Culpa?
That is, in allowing these continued atrocities in your names.

“One believes things because one has been conditioned to believe them.”
Aldous Huxley

Brothers and Sisters united faith,

That which has been conditioned can be unconditioned,

Turn off your TV,

Stop listening to the ever repeated lies,

Inform yourselves,

Open your eyes,

READ and QUESTION everything,

EVERYTHING.

“With school turning out more runners, jumpers, racers, tinkerers, grabbers, snatchers, fliers, and swimmers instead of examiners, critics, knowers, and imaginative creators, the word ‘intellectual,’ of course, became the swear word it deserved to be.” Ray Bradbury

Brothers and Sisters united in faith,

In a storm,

Such as the one gathering now,

And only going to get worse,

On rocky waves and dangerous seas;
“Believe in God BUT row AWAY from the rocks.”

And yet it moves.

SDM

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