A personal update

I haven’t written to the outside world much but you folks deserve an update. Thank you all for your prayers. They are working.

Well, it’s been an exciting and very different 10 days since I first was handed a piece of paper with two words on it that changed our lives. 

Metastatic Melanoma. 

Let me digress a bit into my history for those who might not know. Around 20 years ago I discovered a vision problem with my left eye. On seeing an eye doctor and then others, I found that I had an ocular melanoma growing under the retina of that eye. The treatments were simple enough, Proton Therapy (nuking your eye socket and surrounding area with X-rays) followed by a day surgery called an Enucleation which is the removal of the eye. So, today I walk around, fooling most folks with a nice plastic prosthetic eye. The doctors were very optimistic were fairly certain they had “…caught it in time.” Their comment meaning that all their testing showed no metastatic cells in evidence after the process.

The statistics for ocular melanoma is pretty grim but there are those who beat the odds. I am one of those folks. 1 in around 650,000 people will develop an ocular melanoma. Of those, once treated, the five year average rate is pretty good with three of four surviving five years. The 10 year number is much lower. It’s been 20 years for me. Pretty good I thought. And honestly, I had pushed that whole concept out of my daily thought processes.

As I went through that original treatment process, I was a victim in my mind. I cried often and was deeply depressed. I knew in my heart that God was punishing me for being such a bad person. I only did as the doctors said out of obedience to the experts as I had no clue about all these sorts of things. I was a God-less and lost child even though I was in my early 20s. 

When I got saved back in ’99, I spent a lot of time with a couple of folks who taught me much. There were things I just never got my brain wrapped around though. Grace and real love from God. These were simply beyond me. These same folks walked in the Book of Acts. I saw the Gifts of the Spirit manifested on a regular basis and became convinced of their reality and more importantly, I was convinced that Jesus is alive.

But back then I prayed some prayers that should have come with a disclaimer. The end result was a rather rough time where I was broken of many things but it was quite painful and when the dust settled, I was mad. Hurt and mad. At Him. For simply answering a prayer in a manner I never expected. And I turned my back on Him and shut out His voice. I knew He was still there but I was afraid of what He would say next so I shut Him out with noise. Needless to say, these have been some dry years. Here I am living in the desert, both figuratively and living in Kennewick.

I would pray with my kids. I would mumble at Him once in a while. But these were what I call prayers of no consequence. Empty one sided talks. Or rants even.

So, back to Dr. Al and his diagnoses. It was not a complete surprise as I knew something was in there; I had seen the CT scan myself. There were two options as to what it could be: a Nodule or a Tumor. Nodules are where your lung seals up an irritant or scars from an infection in cartilage and skin cells. A tumor, well, is a tumor. I had tried to build myself up for possible bad news for several days so I was sort of ready for that news. 

Here’s the simple facts on metastatic melanoma. It’s fatal. It’s a Stage 4 cancer and the doctors have no real answers. They have treatments and processes but there is no cure. I’m currently asymptomatic, which means that I have no ill effects currently from the tumors. There’s one on my left lung and one in the lower lobe of my liver. They are growing slowly but they are growing. And their existence means there are cells freely flowing through my blood looking for other nice places to roost. Lymph nodes, brain, etc..

Regardless of my preparations, as I walked from his office, I was walking in darkness, fear and death. My mind was conjuring up all the melodramatic images it could and all the things I had just lost. Walking into old age with Kimberly. Seeing my children grow up. Watching my son become a man. Giving my girls away to be married. Holding grandchildren. The freedom work I was busy with would fall to people who still didn’t get it and would falter and probably fail. It was crushing. 

Somewhere, someone was praying for me.

In a moment of clarity, I saw that this was not from God. I had been ignoring Him for several years, praying and hoping that he would answer my prayers without asking me to do anything dangerous or painful again. He was there, in that hot parking lot. And this cancer wasn’t Him. Not Him striking me with sickness. Not God crushing me under darkness. No loving Father would abuse and kill His children. I knew that truth deep in my heart and for the first time in years, I wanted to see what He had to say about things.

I was able to stand against that onslaught of darkness in my mind and go home. I sat with Kim and we talked. I said things that I knew people would expect me to say. Fight the good fight. Follow every one of the doctor’s suggestions. Eat right and get fit to hold on to life as long as possible. Oh, and pray. In short I was speaking the words I knew to be acceptable in our society.

That’s what we do: Get sick, see a doctor and do what they say. Right? They’re the experts and after all, we Americans are great at putting people up as experts. Heck, what’s school about other than establishing in our hearts and minds that we should sit down, be quiet and listen to the expert at the front of the room? It works there, in church, in a courtroom, at political rallies and even in the doctor’s office. Mindless compliance.

As many of you know, I’m not into mindless compliance much. I try to apply logic and conscious thought to the events of the day. Let me tell you, it’s hard with news like this.

As I lay in bed later, I felt a real struggle for my mind. There was the part of me that wanted the simple approach of doctors and eventual death. Really, logically, I faced the same choice I had 20 years ago: 
1. Do nothing and die. Maintain my quality of life until the body breaks down and die quickly.
2. Do everything the doctors want me to. Die slower. Perhaps with a diminished quality of life in exchange for additional weeks, months or perhaps even, if I beat the odds, years. Much of what they do has significant side effects and none of it is a cure. I’ll spend the rest of my days looking over my shoulder, waiting for the next bout, the next test, the fear of death.

Neither of these looked particularly appealing. 

Another digression… Sorry. When I got saved, as I said earlier, I walked with a very interesting crowd. These were the people who believed that Jesus was actually willing and able to heal. Not in some distant or metaphorical sense, but He was actually alive here, on this rock, healing and delivering folks from sickness and death.

I studied that subject in depth but it was mostly a mental affair. I came to realize that it was real. That normal Christian man, living today and submitted to Him, could walk in the very ways He did. He could pray that simple prayer of faith and the sick man would be made well. 

So, over the last few days I have submitted to testing and they found nothing surprising. The PET scan found another tumor in my liver that they hadn’t seen before and nothing else. I talked to a very nice oncologist yesterday and he offered nothing unexpected. More tests and the hope that with proper treatment, since I am fairly young, motivated and in decent health, I had a reasonable chance of living several more years and then something would happen and the cells would begin to kill me. We would then begin another fight, more treatments and more hoping. But, eventually, the cells would win. He had no hope for me to grow old with my wife, watch the man my son had become, to marry off my lovely daughters, to see my grandchildren, or to see through to the finish the things I do today.

And without those treatments it would be a simple waiting game for the cells to take root somewhere important and begin to kill me. Sometime.

As I sit here writing I have a picture frame on the wall filled with pictures of my sweet kids. There’s a family picture there too. Is this all I can do? Die or die slower? Is this “…Life and life more abundant?” No, this is death and robbery. Did Jesus climb up on the Cross for nothing if I can be killed by a simple sickness today?

Today I am no child. And while I remain no expert on matters of cancer, I know things I didn’t know back then. Today I am in Christ. I have seen things that no doctor can explain. I trust that Jesus is the same yesterday, today and forever which I hold to mean that what He did then, He will do today.

There is a third choice. A real and valid choice. Perhaps the most valid one. Not one that ends with me dead before 50, but instead offers real hope and a complete cure, free of fear and that hunted feeling every cancer “survivor” feels. I can go to Him who made me and He will fix what He made. Now this is a difficult choice for a multitude of reasons.

It fails to meet with societal expectations. It looks like the person seeking the touch of Jesus is doing nothing constructive. There’s no fear or crisis. No panic. No focus on time or loss. In short, it repudiates the wisdom of man and many struggle with that in our world.

So, personally, given what I know and seeing what I have seen, offered only three choices of which two end in early death and one offers true healing, I choose Christ.

The night after I met with Dr. Al I was at the local healing rooms. For those who don’t know what that’s about, there was a man in the 1920s in Spokane, John Lake, who rented the Rookery building and began to offer healing for all comers. They were not big events, huge concerts, long sermons or offering drives. It was several small rooms where the sick were prayed for by Christians praying the “prayer of faith.” It worked and you can check the records. The government tried to debunk the results and they went away shaken. The paper reported on their effect on Spokane. Jesus used that simple operation to heal 100,000 people in 5 years. So, as I knew the history and knew folks were still walking that path, I found the local room. Four blocks from my front door and right across the street from my office…

I sat with strangers who were expecting me. One of them had the Gift of the Word of Knowledge and earlier God had given him these words: Mark, tumor and feet. He writes these things down and waits for God to deliver. So here I sat. Tumor and aching feet.

On that chair, with these strangers praying over me, I turned back to Jesus. I expected an ordeal of repentance, a browbeating over the time I had wasted, guilt and shame. Instead here’s what I heard, spoken as by a loving Father to a son tired and sitting on the path, “Are you done? Let’s go. We’ve got work to do.” With the image of Him holding out a hand to life me up.

“There is now no condemnation for them in Christ Jesus.” It was Mercy and Grace. I never expected it. But as a father, I finally understood. And I sit here, weeping at that knowledge.

I am listening. He is speaking. I am not lost. I walk the path He has for me. I will stand and fight this fight in my Lord’s strength, not my own. He will heal this body. I have promises from words in the past. He will use me as a strong tool and serve him for many years. I am holding to that. Tightly.

So, will I be seeing more doctors? I may send the test results to another doctor in Seattle to confirm what I have heard, but treatments? No. The Jesus of the Bible is the same Jesus of today. He is alive, powerful and still battling. I will seek Him.

"You know of Jesus of Nazareth, how God anointed Him with the Holy Spirit and with power, and how He went about doing good and healing all who were oppressed by the devil, for God was with Him.” This is the Lord I serve. “..Healing all who were oppressed by the devil,..” Unless you’re Bill Clinton, all means all.

To end my rambles here, as I wrote initially, I covet your prayers. I need them as I walk in faith towards the Lord. I am the leper, the woman with the issue of blood, the paralytic and the demonized child. I need what only He can give. Life, and life more abundant. 

My heart is awake and I am walking in miracles daily here. Jesus is active and working in my life. I have seen so much and He is teaching me truth daily. Oh, He is faithful.

July 4, 2013, a day that might be infamous...

Well, it's been a bit since my last post here.  I've been fairly busy with life and other Freedom based activities.  But I am heading back to the keyboard as there's things to discuss with you.  I'll have some new material soon.  That's for your patience.

July 4, 2013 may be an interesting day in history.  There's a group of several thousand Americans who are putting their butts on the line and marching, armed, into DC.  While I have some opinions on the subject, I am finding that my ideas mean little when others, on the other side of the country, decide to move.  All one can do is prepare for possible outcomes.

So, on July 4th, I'll be at Embracing Freedom 2013 at John Dam Plaza in Richland, Washington where I and hopefully hundreds of other concerned Americans will have some time to swap ideas and discuss what has already happened in DC.  By noon Pacific time, the events in DC will have probably come to whatever type of end and we will know what happened.  Having a large crowd gathered to discuss the events of the day will be a good thing as so often we sit at home looking at a screen and feeling alone.

The plan is to gather freedom and rights based groups from the Mid-Columbia together for a day of speeches and discussions, sharing ideas and ideals and networking some of these groups who might not otherwise have come together.

More to follow.

How to fix the problem of mass shootings

Well friends, as you are aware I am fairly clear in my opinions about things and that I don't mince words.

So, I think this latest school shooting is today being exploited by the very people who made it possible for an armed evil man to break into a school and know full well that there would be no one would be able to oppose him.

These folks I am referring to are the very ones who brought us the concept of the Federal Gun Free Zone.  This is a set of laws rendering each and every school in America a free fire zone for any evil or crazy person seeking to do harm.

So, again I will quote a dead guy we all respect for his ability to think clearly.

“Insanity, doing the same thing and expecting a different result.”  Einstein

The solution to mass shootings in the public areas of our land is not the thinly veiled attempt to disarm the law-abiding American, instead we must look in a different direction.  What does work is men and women defending themselves.  So, let’s make invading our schools a surefire death sentence.

1. Toss the FGFZ laws and any State or local versions.

2. Enable screened teachers and staff to use their Second Amendment Right to self defense within the schools after an annual mental health screening, specific training (marksmanship, retention, tactics) and acquiring a valid CPL in the State where they work.  Also the weapon must be in a level three holster and on the teacher’s person at all times.

Simple, effective and under the authority of the local community.

These things will work far better than all the gun regulation planned and in place.

So, send this letter below or something like it to your two senators and your representative.  If you don’t know who they are or cannot find their info just follow this link and type in your ZIP code.

http://votesmart.org/

Dear Senator/Representative _______,

While it was a man who carried the gun into that school and killed all those people, it was those who enabled his safety in that place or education who are truly guilty of the deaths of those innocents.

It is the Federal Gun Free Zone legislation that has enabled these evil and/or crazy people the ability to kill in our schools with complete impunity.

You, as my representative, must act to free our teachers to do something positive in the protection of our children.  Repeal the FGFZ laws and suggest that your State does the same.  This way the local School Districts will be free to establish effective measures which will allow the teachers and staff the ability to defend those defenseless ones they watch over.

More gun control will simply result in more bitterness and resentment directed towards DC while doing nothing positive to solve the actual problem.

<<<Insert your personal points here>>>

Name

address

email

Another damn shooting...

I open Drudge just now and I see another defenseless school attacked by a crazy or evil man and now fourteen or more kids have been killed.  


Well, my kids will never be subject to a school shooting since they are home schooled in my own home.  I hold to the truth that We, my dear Wife and I, are solely responsible for their raising, education and safety.  Handing your kids to the government to be raised has far too many dangers, from peer pressure, to drugs, to flawed teaching and ending with wackjobs with guns.  

So, here's the message in the media today...

Lisa Bailey, a Newtown resident with three children in Newtown schools, told CBSNewYork.com, “Newtown is a quiet town. I’d never expect this to happen here. It’s so scary. Your kids are not safe anywhere.”

In other words, "Be afraid and get somebody to do something!"

In a moment, someone will step to a mike and demand that something be done.  Like more laws and violating honest and law-abiding people's Rights.  And there will be others ready to back that call.  None of them will take PERSONAL RESPONSIBILITY FOR PROTECTING THEIR OWN KIDS.  Believe me, NO AMOUNT of "Gun Regulation" will protect your kids from crazy or evil people.

You will see a media circus come out for this one, since "gun control" is on the menu for the next 4 years and generally, the message from .gov and the radical left is there must be a "monopoly of force" in the hands of the state, a view which I will resist to my last breath.

A commenter online pointed out to me that a majority of these shootings are by liberals.  He said, "We don't have a gun problem, we have a liberal problem."

A call to the fearful

We are in many ways a fearful nation.  We call it political correctness, decency, tolerance and many other empty terms but it, boiled down, is a reluctance to enter into conflict with other humans.  We’re taught from birth “Don’t hit”, “Share”, “Be nice” and we follow what we have learned.  Conflict has been bred out of us here in America.  If there’s a chance to vote, discuss, meet, ignore or even suffer from an issue we will gladly if the only other option is confrontation or violence in some form.  And how’s that working out for us?

There also seems to be a faction of Americans who heard these lessons and were gifted in their ability to ignore the pangs of conscience and just roll over others.  Some would call them bullies and others would say that they just exploit the weakness of their neighbors.  Either way, these folks play by a different set of rules from the “nice” people.  Some of these folks seem to be drawn to the machine of politics as a way to act out on their lesser impulses and the machine, as it exists and the People, as we exist, present them with a “target rich environment”.  The Sheep never do more than complain and ask nicely to be left alone as they are shorn, year after year.  As their lambs are dragged off to be taught how good sheep act and why they should never, ever resist.  Clearly it works well.  We have the record of generations of abuse to our Rights and our Persons at the hands of .gov and other governmental entities and there exists no real record of any sort of real resistance to those abuses.  Lots of posturing exists but there has been no real action by more than a suspect few.

We, as Free-willed People are looking at this all wrong.  We are assuming that somewhere in America, some of us are brave and courageous and they will save us.  I seriously doubt that is true.  The evidence would show that we are a nation of cowards.  The only brave among us have been co-opted and they often work for those who seek to oppress us.  We call them police and soldiers and while they are in harness they are a boon to those who would rule.  Some call them sheep dogs.  A sheep dog is owned by and serves the owner of the flock.  It is when they slip out of the harness and look at what they themselves have become that they are a liability and a threat to .gov and then they become potential domestic terrorists.

God help us.  This rabbit hole is so deep and convoluted.  The work of a few men over generations has done incredible damage to the people of this once great land.  And today they consider the opposition to be weak and gutless based on the lack of real resistance. 

So what should we do?  Exercise.  Not just the body but the courage.  Here’s my thoughts on how we do that.

"Unjust (and unconstitutional) laws exist; shall we be content to obey them, or shall we endeavor to amend them, and obey them until we have succeeded, or shall we transgress them at once? Men generally, under such a government as this, think that they ought to wait until they have persuaded the majority to alter them. They think that, if they should resist, the remedy would be worse than the evil. But it is the fault of the government itself that the remedy is worse than the evil. It makes it worse. Why is it not more apt to anticipate and provide for reform? Why does it not cherish its wise minority? Why does it cry and resist before it is hurt? Why does it not encourage its citizens to be on the alert to point out its faults, and do better than it would have them?  Why does it always crucify Christ, and excommunicate Copernicus and Luther, and pronounce Washington and Franklin rebels?"

"If the injustice is part of the necessary friction of the machine of government, let it go, let it go; perchance it will wear smooth — certainly the machine will wear out. If the injustice has a spring, or a pulley, or a rope, or a crank, exclusively for itself, then perhaps you may consider whether the remedy will not be worse than the evil; but if it is of such a nature that it requires you to be the agent of injustice to another (your children for example), then, I say, break the law. Let your life be a counter friction to stop the machine. What I have to do is to see, at any rate, that I do not lend myself to the wrong which I condemn."  HD Thoreau, Resistance to Civil Government

I have been struggling personally with the issue of fear.  I feel fear when faced with the future that we as a people are looking at, I feel fear for my children who will have to live in this world, and I hear fear in the voices of my friends and others I talk with.  We are a people who do fear our government and this is wrong.  Free men should not fear their government.  If anyone should fear, it should be those who wrongfully RULE over a free people they have sworn to SERVE.

So, to address a good friend's point on speaking openly about the end of our nation, I would ask should we, as supposedly free men talk about what is actually right or what is merely legal?  Should we self edit our words and thoughts simply because someone in OUR government might no like what we are saying?  Or that it might be perceived as some form of “illegal” speech and thus bring down the feared power of .gov on our forums or even on us individually, as just people. 

Personally I would challenge the owners and mods of the forums we attend to do a little research on the position and effect of local newspapers on the years leading up to the establishment of our once great republic.  They were the backbone of the communications between otherwise unattached groups people, establishing a sense of community and common purpose throughout the Colonies where none had really existed before.  These papers were the force that gave men, real men with real fears for their family’s future, a sense that they were not alone.  Today, forums are filling that same role and building community across America.  The papers today are clearly in the establishment’s pocket and for the very same reasons they resist talk of real Freedom so do the owners and staffs of many forums hesitate today.  It is personal fear warning never to speak out in a clear and forceful manner against the government in power and advocate a reset of our nation.  Fear, a powerless emotion, is deciding the course of our nation.

“The fears of man are many. He fears the shadow of death and the closed doors of the future. He is afraid for his friends and for his sons and of the specter of tomorrow. All his life's journey he walks in the lonely corridors of his controlled fears, if he is a man. For only fools will strut, and only cowards dare cringe.”  James Warner Bellah

Fear is just a feeling.  It’s what you CHOOSE to do when you feel it that makes you a man.

Conspiring?

“But thou know’st this,

‘Tis time to fear when tyrants seem to kiss.”

                                                            Shakespeare

“Power on an ancient consecrated throne,

Strong in possession, founded in old custom;

Power by a thousand tough and stringy roots,

Fixed to the people’s pious nursery-faith.”

                                                            Schiller

What do these three above items have in common? 

Simple, they infer that there are things going on in this world that few actually see or are willing to acknowledge.  Some call it business as usual, others conspiracy and many don’t believe it actually exists.  Regardless, there are connections between the events of today and yesterday if you are willing to look.  The meanings of some of those connections are clear when you see them and others are not. 

On a global scale some of these things are fairly simple to see: The constant expansion of power over the people by their governments.  Few deny that the function of government seems to be selfish preservation of its position.  Refer to the simultaneous coalescing of the European governments into a single monolithical EU power as an example.  There’s the steady degradation of the acknowledged Rights of man across the so-called civilized world as men try to assert themselves in the face of a rapidly expanding government control structure.  How about the trained emphasis on debt as an accepted way to live our lives?  Each is a symptom of powerful and wicked individuals at work.

Now, there are the mockers out there who will scoff at anyone who points to these machinations as something both unnatural and evil.  But why?  Why is it so hard to believe that those people who would actively seek to exalt themselves to the positions of the very highest power would also be without other motives and thus somehow unwilling to harm others to gather the very power they crave?  Why, in the light of centuries of recorded history would reasonable and otherwise intelligent people refuse to acknowledge a pattern of abuse that stretches throughout that same history?  That kings and rulers, presidents and dictators are all subject to the same corruption and desires as normal man or perhaps worse?  Is it fear?  A willing disbelief?  A desire to reject reality and it’s painful results?  I don’t know but for me it was mere ignorance.

I grew up in a typical American life.  School, divorce, television.  And my favorite was distraction.  Be it games, play, media, or just fantasy life, I did whatever I could to deny the painful reality I was forced into.  From birth I was ready to seek and accept the pain free path.  I was educated by the state and expected to magically just fit in.  My parents expected the state to educate me in a neutral manner, providing me with the tools needed to live a productive life.  While I love them both, I really doubt they ever lost sleep about the contents of the information I was exposed to.  Between the media storyline and the education provided by the government schools, I was told many things I have since found to be completely untrue. 

An example is the lie that we live in a free democracy.  Or even that we should want to live in one.  By extension a democracy is the rule of the will of a mob.  That is not a safe place to reside when the mob rules and dictates the law.  In actuality America is supposed to be a representative republic where the rule of law is primary.  And the law is Statute law not case law that can be easily bent by unscrupulous men.

Or how about the talk that certain presidents are far superior to others?  I was told in school that Lincoln and FDR were truly great men.  Well, they were great in the power that they exorcised in their terms of service but great in a moral or character based sense?  Not so much.  Neither man lived up to his Oath.  And then the questions about how they got into power are never asked by those same people who preach their greatness... 

So what has that to do with a greater theme in this life we live?  Well, if I was misled by those men, women and even the very system trusted to raise me by my parents, then I believe that many of us were. 

A man whom I respect solely for his honesty on this subject, once described how a monarchy was superior to a representative republic and in some ways he was right.  Kings are raised from birth to rule.  Presidents are chosen for their ability to successfully complete a race for power.  Both are clearly flawed and pathetic systems of providing for the protection of the Rights of a man.  Neither has any compelling reason to protect me and mine, instead the systems are both framed around the protection of the power they have acquired.

And to preserve that power, throughout time men have provided means of establishing and preserving for themselves and their kin that power they have seized, regardless of the manner of the actual taking.  Monarchs use a fallacy of hereditary succession and the police power of the state to convince the people that theirs is a true and just rule.  The so-called democratic republics of this world have invested us in the myth of free elections and the sovereign franchise of man while those who control the information control the results of those elections. 

“There are men, in all ages, who mean to exercise power usefully; but who mean to exercise it. They mean to govern well; but they mean to govern. They promise to be kind masters; but they mean to be masters.” -- Daniel Webster

Ok, so there are men who seek power and do actually rule over us.  Big deal.  I have everything I need.  Why should I care?  I’m free to come and go as I see fit.  I can buy homes and cars and computers.  I can get married and have a family.  I can seek my own fortune and if I wish it, I can even seek political power.  So I am free, right?  So why should we mess with the system?  Sure it’s corrupt but that doesn’t touch me.

 There was a day when that woman failing to protect her child may have said the same thing.  “The government is someone else’s problem, I have too many things to do.” 

 This man may have boasted of his freedom in years previous but now he kneels on the side of a pit, still holding his coat, with his neighbors bleeding and dead below him and with a government provided pistol being aimed at his head, about to die.  What is he thinking?  His face calls my eye and I find myself trying to fathom what that moment was to him.  And to those men surrounding him, born of woman just as he was, who wore a government’s uniform and carried the government’s guns but pulled the triggers with their own fingers and killed their neighbors.  I cannot find where Hitler or Stalin once pulled a trigger and personally killed a man or woman or child.  It was people, free-willed men and women who did these things.

 And these things.

And these things.

But that last one’s different?  Why?  I am sorry if it offends but there is no difference.  Some people choose to reject the government’s stance on a subject or fail to align with it and then are killed for their choice.  Pretty simple.  A monopoly of force in the hands of your rulers...

What do these horrible pictures have to do with a bigger plan?  They carry a simple message: ignoring the plan’s existence will kill either you or those around you.

Governments that are allowed to grow too large then become unresponsive to their people and will eventually turn on them.  And enslave them.  And kill them.  It’s just history.  And also our future if we sit and do nothing effective.

Crimes against the Constitution

Please read, I need your help with this.

“The history of the present King of Great Britain is a history of repeated injuries and usurpations, all having in direct object the establishment of an absolute Tyranny over these States. To prove this, let Facts be submitted to a candid world.” Declaration of Independence, Philadelphia, Pennsylvania, July 4, 1776 

Same song, different verse: “The history of the present standing government of the united States is a history of repeated injuries and usurpations, all having in direct object the establishment of an absolute Tyranny over these same States.  To prove this, let Facts be submitted to a candid world.” 

So let’s show the people of America and the world just how far we have strayed from the Framer’s words. In this project I hope to gather the combined knowledge of my friends, both real world and online, and present to the world the facts proving the completed work of undermining and destroying of the united States Constitution by those who would rule over a Free people. 

I am trying to build a case to support the premise that the entity that calls itself the United States government is none other than the result of a well concealed coup d’etat, performed in the face of and directly against the ratified Constitution of these united States and then implemented over the last 150 years. This imposter oligarchy is currently in power and is working diligently to enslave us all to it’s will, our natural Rights be damned. 

The help I will need is not great but will include your personal experiences and knowledge. They are what is truly important to getting the point out. I need you to review the “Base Copy” of each of these documents and then insert your experiences, notes, incidents and then please also include hard cites (quotes, links, photographs, and the source of your info) to back them up. Without cites, I will not be able to list them. I need facts, not opinions, feelings or unsupported conspiracy. 

So, please, singly or in groups, gather your offenses they have performed against your Rights and list them. I will incorporate them into a complete document for all to see and then we can spread this as far as the internet reaches and beyond. 

Attached Word documents are linked below (Click the link, when it opens, you can save it to your drive (Control-S): 

Constitution of the united States
Bill of Rights
Amendments 11-27 to the Constitution

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In the Declaration, the Framers spoke openly to a “Candid world” and told them of the specific reasons why the people had risen up against the crown and why the leaders of the Colonies saw a clear need to secede from the union they had with Great Britain. I am hoping that we will be able to make at least as clear of a case for Freedom as they did. This standing government is no friend of Freedom. They work day and night to suppress the natural Right of men to be Free and Responsible for themselves. I hope to expose that malfeasance to the light of day that the American people might make a Free and Clear decision: Freedom or Slavery.

Thank you for caring about your children enough to spend this time for their sake.

Mark Borgeson

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