V

The men that founded the United States of America were brilliant. A strangely unique combination of business, medicine, and inventive genius are what has formed the roots of the country. These roots are a key value of life that must never astray or deter from what governs our choices. These roots I speak of is freedom.

Everyone is told, or at least coalesced into believing, that their life is all they have. Even the most prolific organized religions cast doubt or subtle profound confusions as to the meaning or purpose of life and beyond. Yet when confronted with a choice between one's life and their freedom, the latter is generally accepted as their "fate". Even, if by chance, one were to choose to sacrifice their freedom, it is essential to remember this truth: Every passing moment is another chance to turn it all around.

In other words: beings do not have a choice as to whether or not they are free, only the choice as to whether or not they wish to express this freedom and share in its warmth.

When an attempt is made to relinquish or expunge a being's freedom, either one or all of the following are destined to occur: rage(i.e.anger beyond control), revolt(to make change and space for the appropriated freedom to return to), anarchy(if one absolves a feeling of slavery, in their eyes, nothing can govern them), hallucinogenic delusions(a natural occurrence of heightened emotional status), anxiety, fear, ...the list could go on, forever past the negative end of the mind.

Now these facts about freedom have long since been acknowledged and understood. Civilization after civilization have used these understandings to their advantage. Slavery has existed since the dawn of our known history(however long or accurate that history may actually be): Summerians, Egyptians, Mayans, Greeks. All approached greatness yet crumbled in the trembling roar of freedom. It wasn't until the age of the Roman's, however, that freedom was analyzed and formulated into the bank-based corporate slavery that exists today; and the reason it is still intact is simple: brainwashed ignorance and illusionary deceit.

Given the worlds current situation, and the choices that are continuously made by the "officials" of the political spectrum that govern our choices(e.g. through laws, trial and error), We as a collective People must come to an ultimate consciousness about our freedom. Without this freedom we will forever be clothed in garbs of sadness, fear, anxiety, and ignorance.

Forever the answers lie hidden within the questions themselves. The ancient Philosopher's Stone of Truth will slowly roll down the hill of Life, casting doubt and confusion in the minds of the negligent, and finally crashing upon the final realization of the unification of souls as one.

Continued reading, resources, and sometimes references:
News Coverage and Known History

• Eisenhower's Final Address
• Watergate
• CointelPro
• Disclosure Project
• Iran-Contra and Nicuragua
• Honduras and The U.S. Underground
• Cuba and "The Bay of Pigs"
• "The Cold War"
• Project See-Saw
• HAARP
• MKUltra

Movies

• V for Vendetta
• Braveheart

Books

• 1984(George Orwell)
• The Giver(Lois Lowry)
• Stranger In A Strange Land(Robert A. Heinlein)
• Time Enough For Love(Robert A. Heinlein)
• The Glass Bead Game(Herman Hesse)

...More to come...

Confusion is one factor of life that I have yet to grasp. Although I find myself in a constant state of confusion, I cannot seem to see its meaning or purpose. Personally I don't think there really is a meaning or purpose; but rather simply exists to torment and disrupt the minds of innocent people, like myself. To better explain myself, let me describe confusion in a more elaborate manner. Think of confusion as a bubble. The bottle of soap symbolizes a container of potential problems of future and past. The stick represents the body and mind as it is dipped into the convoluted liquid of emotional conflict. As the stick emerges from the vast container of complexity, subtle clarity exists, however, contains something unknown and unwanted. The translucent substance glistens through the whole of the stick; thickening and mystifying upon heavier light. Slowly air is blown upon the mystic liquid as the emotions become more powerful and problems more obvious. All issues form at once as the bubble completes its perfectionist sphere. Its contents now leaving the body creating a visual perplexity; hovering over the individual and causing the mind to be absent from the body. Only with the right reflection of light can the bubble be seen by others, but the creator's fixation causes a continuous sight of the bubble as it travels through the air. Eventually the bubble pops, releasing all tensions and solving all problems; only to be replaced by another forming bubble from the metaphoric stick dipped into a seeming eternal liquid of bewilderment. This is my current feeling of confusion. For when the bubble pops there is a moment of peace and assurance of future clarity. Of course, some bubbles never pop, symbolizing confusing issues that continually persist, only to be lost or forgotten. It seems that confusion, like all emotions, is not to be explained but rather experienced. And through experience, we learn to take control over the bubble. We create its size and condition with either a soft or powerful breath. A bubble eventually becomes something of importance and usefulness, as confusion intrigues the mind rather than disrupting it. It is this that I have yet to experience.