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I've just come
full circle. It's been two full years now,
since this publishing effort, The
PURE
TRUTH
Restored, began, during which time I have
experienced many troubles and survived numerous
attempts on my life, some deliberate and most the
result of neglect or mistreatment.
With my own eyes I witnessed
grown men, crowded into metal and concrete cages --
in metal buildings with little or no air
circulation or air conditioning or cooling --
driven mad enough with unbearable heat up to 130
degrees indoor temperatures, attempt suicide by
hanging!
Once, without any water for
hours, I was forced to fake a hanging myself to
barely escape death from dehydration. I had
learned this was the only way to get any attention
and finally get the water turned back on.
I barely survived the
experience, in the weeks preceding this, suffering
from the constant vexation of prickly heat rash and
no relief from the oppressive heat, while my
captors and tormentors enjoyed air-conditioned
comfort for all but a few minutes of each hour.
Others, I later learned, had
it worse. Some had to slave in hot kitchens
-- without air conditioning, in similar metal
buildings -- except for the few minutes an
independent inspection team was on the premises,
with the return to this potentially fatal
environment as soon as the inspectors had left the
premises.
By contrast, I also endured
bone-chilling cold from winter's harshest
temperatures, in clothing inadequate to shield me
from the harsh climate -- and at times with no
clothing whatever, with only thin, ragged blankets,
or even just a threadbare, see-through sheet for
covering and protection from the bitter cold.
Daily bread, for myself and
others enduring these primitive, cruel,
life-threatening conditions and mistreatment, was
at best just a faded memory, and at times entirely
neglected. This resulted in my losing up to
25% of my former barely adequate weight of 178
pounds, at 5 foot, 11 inches tall, down to just 134
pounds, twice within a year, as I barely survived
several bouts of near-total starvation.
Even when I was able to eat,
it was usually malnourishing, meager portions of
often barely edible swill that most sane people
would throw in the garbage, if they had a choice --
though I usually had to pass up eating many meals
or portions of meals for days in a row, before
being served anything suitably edible -- with
little to none in the way of any fresh fruits or
vegetables the entire year.
In twelve months I tasted
only 1 wedge of an orange and 1 banana. Very
little else of any remaining nutritional value was
served, with the result that I suffered from what I
believe were symptoms of scurvy and
near-starvation.
Forced lack of exercise,
almost no exposure to the outdoors for months at a
time, and practically no human contact in solitary
confinement often throughout the year -- for the
"crime" of obeying scriptural commandment regarding
the growth of facial hair, and my vow to the
ministry as a nazarite, by not allowing my hair to
be cut -- with little or usually nothing to read or
do, and nothing to write with, to occupy my mind
for unbearably long periods of time, was beyond the
bounds of reason, law or even common human
compassion, from my all-too-often barbaric, cruel,
sadistic and heartless captors, with only a rare
few exceptions.
Throughout the last, mostly
lost, year I was even denied all physical, and
nearly all personal contact whatever -- other than
3 all-too-brief 5 minute phone calls -- with my
wife, children or other family members; not even
when two of my siblings, at different times during
the year -- a younger brother and my older sister
-- passed away, and I was denied even any knowledge
of these sad events until days or weeks after their
funerals and burials.
To put it mildly, it just
wasn't a very good year, other than spiritually --
until my return home at long last -- for the only
thing the abusive, vindictive, callous "state"
(mostly pompous, vain, conceited or evil-minded
individuals using this great fiction as a
justification or excuse for their evil actions and
attitudes) could not, and so failed to, take away
from me was my faith.
Faith that was tried in the
fire, purging out the dross of most such vices,
such as those who have never suffered such things
-- especially those spiritual criminals guilty of
such mistreatment -- are continually guilty.
I've seen the ultimate
end-results of several generations of people
spoon-fed alleged entertainment brainwash, eager to
see alleged "evils" largely fictional and figments
of their own imaginations, ignoring and even
punishing any acts or attempts at kindness or even
common civility, while self-justifying their own
hurtful, harmful, harassing attitudes and
actions.
In short, for the thankfully
relative brief time of one year, I saw, experienced
and managed to live through some of the worst of
which modern humanity is capable, a form of
"civilized" barbarity from truly criminal liars,
thieves and ne'er-do-wells, protected from exposure
and true justice by the state government for which
they "work."
Granted, not everyone behaved
in such abominable ways, but the fact that the few
who were the worst characters in their brand of
depravity can operate with little or no hindrance,
restrictions, or fear of retribution, is a
testament to the sham pretense of a self-righteous,
self-justifying, mostly lawless culture, age and
country in which we now live.
I have no doubt that there
are prison pauper's graves that conceal the bones
of some of those this bestial system has fatally
abused, or at least malnourished, or inadvertently
and ignorantly poisoned, with the mostly worthless
"foods," and drugs dispensed like so much "adult
candy." I witnessed or became aware of a
half-dozen such deaths during my brief year in this
man-made hell on earth.
Yet despite all this, with
lasting gratitude and thanksgiving, I have now come
full circle, and am once again able to share my
thoughts and experiences with you, through this
publication. I only hope you will find it
equally rewarding.
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