Many talk of freedom, of liberty, of truth and honor . . . yet very few would grasp them if ever they chanced within reach of them. Some think that a return to the Constitution would bring us liberty; others claim that the Declaration of Independence is the ticket to freedom; while still others seek the refuge of the Articles of Confederation. Those three documents are nothing but paper . . . ink and paper. The principles that went into those documents died so long ago that they are beyond retrieval . . . that's right . . . they are dead, buried, and gone.

Not an American in a hundred understands the concepts of liberty . . . and that ratio is fast declining. Americans talk of freedom, and all they mean is whatever programmed nonsense they learned in school. Some venture into history or law books for answers, and they find nothing but slanted stories and justice corrupted. A few dare to read original documents . . . and think they then have the key. Arrogance is about all that most have discovered. Liberty, on this planet of lies, is illusive; it cannot be found in the writings of others, or by following dogma.

Liberty is inside, in your heart, in your being, in your essence. Either you know it, or, you are sadly deceived by those who wish to keep you ensnared in an illusion. Liberty is personal . . . it's not collective. While Senator Bob Smith might pull out of the Republican Party and become an Independent, that does not make you an independent. Nobody on this planet is going to do something that gives you freedom. It is true that Smith's act may cause other Republicans to admit what hypocrites they are, and they might in turn fracture the party and expose the lies. But, were that to happen, you still would not be free. Your path might be easier to find because some blocks will have been cleared, but, still, the trek is yours alone.

You must be ready, willing and able to knock down whatever lies and propaganda have filled your head from birth with goofy "knowledge" to confuse and brainwash you. The path to truth is rocky, treacherous, and, for most, never undertaken. It is far easier to follow the pack and let the slave masters keep their chains, seen and unseen, about their necks. They will gladly carry the heavy yoke that they were born with than seek the light one that takes a very great effort to locate.

Why, you might ask, is it so difficult to discover the path to truth? Simple, really. This is a liar's planet, a lazy, liar's planet. Nearly everyone is looking for collective freedom . . . and . . . if anyone in authority lies to them and says "Here it is!" they follow like stupid, mindless sheep right into the goat's bin. Their paths to individual freedom have been blocked by their own foolishness and slothfulness.

Don't feel foolish because you didn't know you were in a trap of slavery and thought you were free. Don't beat yourself up for being deceived. The traps and tricks by the ruling elite are ever so subtle; many of the nearly wise stumble and fall. Go for inner peace. See yourself as valuable, as an asset, as an aspect of the God of Love. Connect yourself as best you can to God. Do it for yourself. Nobody else can do it for you. No president, no pontiff, no priest, no person. It is your choice; connect with God and find liberty, or let the others do it in your stead . . . and remain forever a slave.

I recently read a book called "Peace Pilgrim" about a woman who walked about the world on a mission to stop war. For twenty some years did she walk on an admirable mission if ever there was one. From the energy in her book, I presume that she found peace and serenity. Her goal was to maintain "24-hour communion with God," a most difficult task on this earth.

The path to liberty is so difficult to find because this is not God's world . . . it is Satan's world. The Evil One runs the entire show. Accept for an occasional ray of light to escapes his screen tests, he puts all politicians in office, he backs all vulgar and violent movies, he instills racial hatred, he causes diseases, he thrives upon suffering, thus he makes wars. He is an irredeemable rascal, an inveterate scoundrel, an insidious viper. Not even Jesus could convert him.

Many today say there is no evil; they claim that all is one under a great umbrella of love. Satan laughs at those who so behave; he knows not love; he knows he is the opposite of God, inimical toward God, which is why this world, his world, runs upon misery and suffering. Those who follow Satan are not under God's tent, but are stuck in this temporal world, ever to be a part of this temporary planet, until it is no more, and, then, they will join their god.

Few know that they follow Satan. They are too sound asleep to comprehend as much. And, others think in the greatest arrogance imaginable, that they can convert the Evil One to Good. I humbly admit that I once was in such an arrogant state, with an ego so great that I was but a fool on parade. Not even Jesus could convert Satan! So who is better than that? Not I! I can now say without qualification that he who is deluded enough to think he can convert Satan to Good when the Jesus the Christ could not, is a
babbling idiot. Even more lost than I ever was in my stupid belief that I could help heal the Evil One, are those who declare that there is no evil whatsoever, who actually deny Satan's existence.

This is Satan's world, his evil world, his footprints are everywhere for any with eyes, and he controls the toll bridge to freedom, to liberty, to Love. In America, he has placed three very powerful trolls under and about the bridge to stop any from achieving freedom. These trolls are powerful beasts.

The first troll, called "Exy," was created in 1789, in Article II of the U.S. Constitution . . . he is the Executive Branch of the government. The leader of this branch is the Most Honorable, Most Noble, Most Gracious, Most Worthy, Most Loved by the Ruler of The World, William Jefferson Clinton, who because of his antics should petition the name be changed, at least temporarily, to "Sexy" or "Lusty." He controls the IRS, FBI, CIA, ATF, military and every other federal agency, and rules by fiat. Of course he answers
to others, but that is because Satan trusts not any of his agents with too much power. Clinton has both physical and metaphysical ties that keep him in check.

It is the job of Exy and all his agents to thoroughly block and obscure the bridge to freedom, so that no American will ever find it, see it, or sense the existence of it. When you venture close to the bridge, you find it better fortified than Area 51, defended with far more ferocity than the wrath Exy unleashed at Waco, and invisible to any who look not to the God of Love. Were Americans to find this bridge, a few would certainly flee this tyranny. Exy is a very jealous ruler, and won't release any subjects without first
extracting the utmost payment. Otherwise, all his subjects might flee. Exy would have nothing to govern, and Exy would face a dreadful confrontation with his superiors. Exy will fight to his last breath, so frightened is he of facing his bosses.

Americans who are devastated by Exy have no place to petition for redress, because Exy is self-serving, and therefore will not check himself. Certainly, Exy might toss out a scrap here and there to keep up the illusion that he is not despotic, but, almost every petition is round filed at best, and retaliated against at worst. Those who have felt Exy's bite, know it is horrible indeed.

The Second Troll about the bridge is "Congy." It, like Exy, was created in 1789, but in Article I of the U.S. Constitution. It has the legislative powers of the federal government, and also possesses the power to tax, which is the power to enslave. It pretends to be the people's friend by writing millions of words a year into law to "protect" its subjects. It is Big Brother under the Dome. Congy works hand-in-glove
with Exy to keep us all in check. Congy is the velvet glove that hides Exy's iron fist. People think that they can petition Congy for redress . . . that is an illusion.

When the Senate conducted hearings into the militia, John Trochman testified. He broached the question of Senator Arlin Spectre how a magic bullet could have wound around a limousine on November 22, 1963 before (or after) killing John Kennedy. Spectre, along with Earl Warren and Gerald Ford pledged allegiance to the magic bullet theory of the Warren Commission. Spectre said he would be glad to discuss that issue after attending to the matter at hand, and adamantly promised that there would be plenty of time to do so. Conveniently, time expired before Spectre was forced to discuss that anti-Newtonian bullet. And, that is just about how much petitioning power the people have when they take it to Congy.

Congy is slower acting than Exy, but it is very sure to confuse and obfuscate the path to the bridge toliberty. With laws that prohibit nearly everything imaginable already on the books, Congy still purports to have much work to do. It has deluded itself into so thinking. It knows that if every American followed every law it wrote, then there would be no need for prisons, for police, for its existence. So, it writes and writes and writes us deeper and deeper into tyranny, ever claiming that one day it will write the magic law
that will free us all from suffering. Congy could write a magic law, if it wanted, if it dared to mock its master. Some have marked me as a radical, so to show my even temperament on this issue, I would suggest something modest and middle of the road, like this:

Sec. 1. Congy, being most disposed to the happiness and productivity of all Americans, hereby rescinds and repeals all laws written and passed by it since 1791, when the Bill of Rights was ratified.

Sec. 2. Further, Congy, accepting that it has been a despotic tyrant of the people, and that it has violated every pretense of its constitutional duties and oaths, hereby adjourns, sine die.

The Third Troll, "Judy," is perhaps the deadliest of all, because she is so insidious, and so many have trusted her. Like the first two beasts, she was created in 1789, by Article III of the U.S. Constitution. Judy was given very little power under the Constitution, but, she was treacherous enough to seize and seize and seize it. Now, almost every American is so sound asleep that they think that Judy has the sole and absolute right to interpret the Constitution. That was quite a trick. But, she was schooled and tutored by the Master of Deception, and she learned her lessons ever so well.

Under John Marshall, Judy stole almost every jury right, a vast array of prerogatives from Congy, and attempted to control Exy. It took a while longer than Marshall's 36 years to accomplish most of these tasks, but, Judy now has built a judicial tyranny so powerful that almost none even realize that if the case of Marbury v. Madison, were discarded, that her entire house of cards would fall. It's all an illusion.

But, the people, in great naiveté, continue to approach Judy seeking justice, while she picks their pockets and abuses them like some rogue demoness from Hades. Her insatiable appetite for dispensing misery is undeniable, yet, most are fooled. They think that there is some type of magic bullet that will expose all the fraud, and correct it all, so into her dark, dreary, ungodly chambers they search for the Holy Grail. Judy is not unlike the harlot in Revelation; what a feast she is having . . . on our blood. Judy sneers and seduces as she tosses out a bone here and there for every thousand victims that she swallows up whole. Her justice is an illusion.

So, for liberty, you need not a Constitution nor a Declaration, but, instead, a steadfast conviction to follow the Light within . . . to connect with God . . . and discard all the illusions. Once you try to connect, you will have found the bridge . . . that wondrous golden bridge to liberty. When you do connect, you'll confront the three trolls on and about the bridge who will hurt, harass, and hamper you . . . but, even if they kill you, they can't have you. There'll be other trolls too. Freedom isn't cheap. But, once you cross
and win your personal battle, you'll be free, under the care of the Loving Father, far removed from man's laws and corruption, which will all be . . . water, under the bridge.