Activists from around NH gather at the gang’s headquarters in Concord called the “State House” and smoke cannabis. Security attempts to intervene, believing our group’s structure is the same as theirs, asking, “Who’s in charge here?”. No one and everyone, of course! Though daily 4:20 celebrations are not currently scheduled in Concord they are continuing in Keene and Manchester. That said, I imagine this will not be the last time a 4:20 celebration happens at the state house…
In order to change what is outside, one must first change inside one’s self. I’m a fan of the AntiTerrorist on YouTube and was pleasantly surprised to see him release his latest videos, “Playing to Win”. Turns out, the AntiTerrorist has embraced a pantheist viewpoint similar to my own. I’d like to have seen a focus on peaceful methods of change instead of the world elite, but they aren’t my videos. That said, the perspective is quite useful. Please visit our subforum dedicated to your personal evolution for more mind expanding information and discussion.
[Transcribed from Kurt’s “Mail From Jail” letter, which can be found here. Be sure to visit Mail-to-Jail to write letters to Kurt in jail.]
Monday, October 26, 2009 A.D., Day 25 (I can’t believe it!)
Today’s writing was long and varied, so I temporarily scrapped it. It will be revamped and with any hope, it will make sense when I rewrite it.
For now, I want to simply thank every one of you who have written and supported my love of my life, Aubern, and I.
Never in my life have I been so blessed to be part of something so special, so wonderful, so full of love and caring, as well as full of depth of character in the individuals who are part of no group.
Liberty will be in our lifetimes. It is my prayer you will and we will be able to experience it and set the humble example to the world that it can be done.
I want to thank you all by name but I need to send this out with yesterday’s writings (which aren’t too great either but I’m doing what I can).
[Transcribed from Kurt’s “Mail From Jail” letter, which can be found here. Be sure to visit Mail-to-Jail to write letters to Kurt in jail.]
Sunday, October 25, A.D. 2009, Day 24 <- Yuckie! 🙂
Family Day
Thanks everyone who sent wishes with Aubern and don’t worry please, I know lives go on out there and I appreciate your thoughts, prayers and wishes. I couldn’t get here to see Sam each and every time either and was often out of state (“state”… how that word nauseates me at times). The nice thing was that I got to have her all to myself for an hour so that, I loved!
When you are with your loved ones (yeah, I’m preaching, but nobody else is so suck it up 🙂 ) please remember that you too, or them for that matter, can easily be gone the next day in some concentration camp like this or God knows what. Words that should have, could have, might have, may have, would have, been said… one thing in this life I want to live without is “regret.” It’s an awful word and a more awful feeling. To live life in eternal bliss is a nice thought but if you consider yourself fairly sane, or want to be, bliss sucks, but an attainable goal, as I see it, is to vigilantly live, say what needs to be said, make love the moment you feel it, tell someone you care, reach out to the person you avoided looking at yesterday (yeah, the homeless guy), live without regret. Inside this world, inside this tine awful world where one is of no use to anyone but feeding private jail corporations, feeding fat government benefit checks, bloated and out of control big government programs (and do you know one that works, be honest) basically “feeding the pig” that is the mob we call “the state,” “the country,” “the city of _____”… mobs of violent, deceived people, who either are violent, or afraid to dare look in the mirror, for fear they see the wreckage they leave on this earth, and it will be too hard to bear or affect their cushy “job.” (more…)
Law Enforcement Against Prohibition’s Brad Jardis is under fire from the police department he works for because he is an outspoken proponent of ending the insane war on drugs. His story has been picked up by the Raw Story. They link to FreeKeene.com’s forum in the story, so welcome to our new visitors from Raw Story! Please learn more about Free Keene on the New Here page
Please take a moment and “digg” this story to help Brad’s story spread and also help promote Free Keene! Thank you Brad for being truly courageous and standing up for liberty in the face of those who would mindlessly oppress because some strangers calling themselves “legislators” wrote some tyrannical words on paper.
[Transcribed from Kurt’s “Mail From Jail” letter, which can be found here. Be sure to visit Mail-to-Jail to write letters to Kurt in jail.]
Saturday, October 24, 2009 A.D. Day 23
The Roof
It’s coming down pretty heavy out there and there is a chill in the air. There is the sound of an occasional snore, a television with the volume on low, but low enough that you know it’s some mindless form of distraction, as it almost always is. The inmates beg for direct responses from the “corrections” officers and receive the all too familiar vague answers only people hired not to think or feel can give. There is the echo of the speakers blaring from the task masters “Mister Banker, Mister Durall, Mr. Coll, get ready for work detail!” They are headed out to see “the girls” and milk them and shovel their poop into machines… I guess the cows and the humans are on the same level… slaves of the state, or in this instance, the county as well. An “inmate” which I choose to call “Terry” (that is after all his human name, not “inmate”) says thank you to me for coming over to him with a roll of tissue to blow his nose and dry his tears he is dripping all over the letter he is writing in response to the pictures and letter he just received from his wife and his 18 month old beautiful little girl, he won’t see for at least a month… There is much more to hist story, too, more that the thugs calling themselves “everyone’s government” who dares enter this land. Terry thanks me for the stamp and envelope that I shared with him, knowing that just doing this gets me a “write up” and possibly sent to solitary confinement in East Block. (more…)