a bit on truth and justice.

What does justice mean to you?  How do you choose to face your truth?

     It is believed by many that the world we live in is a fabrication created by our conditioning.  The things we love, hate, cherish, and despise are not really what we love, hate, cherish or despise, but what those who have taught us is 'right' for us.  Most of us  grow into adults believing that we are a human being to be identified with a name assigned to us by our parents, and that our lives have purpose within our small family unit that we were born into.  Some of us play out that 'role' our parents carefully plotted for us, and some of us sense there is a much larger role that is connected to a much larger family with the surname 'humanity', and we follow our calling in life as we arrive at its understanding, step by step.  Whatever road we choose, our parents, teachers and elders will have a magnificent impact on how we view the world, and how we connect with other human beings.  This will affect our evolution as a species, and as a soul, if one believes in such a thing.  For those of us who do, how we define what is 'right' for us, what is 'wrong' for us, and what words like loyalty, honesty, forbearance, knowledge, integrity, and justice mean will depend largely upon our ability to understand the meaning of truth, and it's morphology associated with the learning of new facts that enter the thought processes and subsequently have a grand affect on how we judge situations and the world at large.  Each individual is unique in his/her own right and each learns and sees their truth uniquely as well.  Each has his/her own individual perspective of an event and no two can possibly be exactly alike (or so it has been said...often).  So what then is truth? If truth changes with all that changes surrounding the truth, then how is possible to judge at all? Why even do so?  Doesn't it seem like an enormous waste of energy? 


     Putting that all aside, it would seem that something such as 'justice' might be even more of an avalanche of drama and chaos, and as we can clearly see by our observation of the world around us, the legal system, and the business of imprisonment, it most certainly is just that.  I personally have seen enough to be inspired to help with this webpage in an attempt to help open the eyes of anyone who cares enough to face the reality of what we have all contributed to, and hopefully feel the passion to improve on a system that has become a cancer unto itself.   As it stands, I see the word 'justice' as a mere fabrication.  So as I write, I am compelled to create my own fabrication of justice, as I certainly feel enormously entitled to after having had witnessed some of the things that I have thus far into my earthly journey.  As I do, I invite you to ask yourself as well, "What is your own fabrication of justice?  If you had the power to change your own idea of justice to improve your own personal reality  what would you change?  How would you use the technology we now have to improve on a system that has swallowed itself whole?"  It has been said that our thoughts create our reality.  If you think that justice is something that happens in a court of law, or something that happens in a moment of vengeance, then I would implore you to think again as you read the following pages.  Please be aware of my intent to assist you in avoiding  to be a witness to some of the things myself and many others have been faced with in order to see that those things are only the tools used to create a sickness unto death, and mass suicide for us all eventually.  Our country is in self destruct mode and our system(s) is at the crux of the demise.

   I believe in being the change that you would like to see in the world.  I have changed my inner realm to mirror the justice I envision after learning the truth of our current system.  I have learned not to judge myself as being 'wrong' or 'right'.  I have relearned what it means to be a loving, self-nurturing human being.  I do not 'reward' myself, nor do I 'punish' myself, and I have found that in not doing so, have grown far beyond any assemblance of what my parents had plotted out in their well meaning fairytale of life for me as they dreamed it....and I am very happy with what I have arrived at withn myself.  This is a mere attempt at sharing that with others. 

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Something I wrote for someone once a long time ago.  Hope you enjoy it.

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millyardo's picture

you speak and are heard. ive

you speak and are heard. ive learned and am know broken, and nothing can fix me. They dont want to know, because in knowing, there is a responsiblity bestowed. ignorants is bliss, and everyone wants to be forever young. ( SILENT WEAPONS FOR QUITE WARS) iTS ALL THERE. And there stood a pale white horse.i feel poetic but all this subject does is make me sick.




Media: Keep the adult public attention diverted away from real social issues, and captivated by matters of no real importance


Schools: Keep the young public ignorant of real mathematics, real economics, real law, and REAL HISTORY


Entertainment: Keep the public entertained below a sixth grade level


Work: Keep the public busy, busy, busy, with no time to think; Back on the farm with the rest of the animals.


If you havent yet, read: behold a pale horse.

just as i was writing this i got to the entertainment part me and my babys mother have been playing are you smarter than a fifth grader online,

and it just doned on me because ive read this book but its been awhile most of this stuff is fact some things a little much. but i got it again after a couple years. Because i kinda lost my way, its madding the facts that youll find if you do your own follow up research, but its all here

nightlight1220's picture

Thank you for going to that

Thank you for going to that ugly place and touching it....the more people that touch it, the more people who obtain the awareness of it's need for change. 



...and he asked her, "do you write poetry? Because I feel as if I am the ink that flows from your quill."

"No", she replied, "but I have experienced it. "


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A system decided

By a people divided

By wars and misunderstandings,

disease, famine, ruin and racism.



A system so flawed

That those who are outlawed

By it have no hope for redemption

And the truly evil are set free.



What a paltry expression.

It can't truly exist

Because humanity cannot resist

The clarion call of it's own destruction.


The truths are all lies,

Fabricated and indoctrinated

When the children are young,

No thought given to how it

Affects the fragile fabric

Of young minds attempting to

Understand their surroundings.


Things you think are true

Often oppose other points of view.

Therefore none can truly say

Whether or not a certain way

Is correct.


I got a bit carried away.


nightlight1220's picture

Thank you Reila...and I am

Thank you Reila...and I am honored as well to have inspired spontaneous poetic response. Love it. And yes... a subject that does tend to get us all a bit carried away.


...and he asked her, "do you write poetry? Because I feel as if I am the ink that flows from your quill."

"No", she replied, "but I have experienced it. "