In
contemporary society those enabled with judicial power over the
individual live out their one existence embroiled in fiscal
acquisition therefore luxury lifestyle that one may more easily
attest to when found the good citizen wholly resident of Fairyland.
Jurisprudence on the other hand fails miserably when that vague
concept of justice is visually required by the people to be of
paramount importance to the successful conclusion of right over
wrong; post-event by all members of that society. Particularly so in
any or all democratic decision making process in search of a truth
but not confined solely to that singular auspices required in law but
to all dealings in matters of state government on behalf of its
citizenry.
Today I was offered a deal. As many of you well know I don't deal. I do not serve the Laws of Mammon. I do not succumb to the highest-bidder regardless of origination. Conversely as is more probable in the finality of a terminally ill cancer patient such as myself. When you ain't got nothing. You ain't got nothing to lose ergo only dignity. I will not go into the details of the proffered deal suffice to say not one of my accusers were arsed to turn up at the courthouse for a second time. The most probable reason being that they were earlier misinformed that I would accept an offer from the state to plead erroneously in guilt thus eliminating all requirement by that state to prove beyond all reasonable doubt; that I am in-fact to be found innocent not simply on a basis of morality but under the considered protection of lawful legislation of the Criminal Law (Defence and the Dwelling) Act 2011.
Inasmuch "The Act allows for the use of such force as is reasonable in the circumstances, to protect people in the dwelling from assault, to protect property, to prevent the commission of a crime, or to make a lawful arrest. The Act also extends the protections it contains to the curtilage of the dwelling, it explicitly provides that a person is not under an obligation to retreat from their home when subject to an intrusion in their home and provides that a person who uses reasonable force, as provided for in the Act, cannot be sued for damages by a burglar and will not be guilty of an offence."
One might suppose in all naivety one may see ones accusers stood before them in open court for all the world to witness such anomaly in search of a truth. Opinion is insufficient as is collaboration and/or the subsequent altering of ones statement of sworn evidence brought before the court as truthful evidence to affirm guilt. The accusers in this equation have been summarily assumed correct without any lawful examination or investigation of their written verbalized statements. The adage “Innocent until proven guilty” equally does not apply. I as the accused is automatically without reservation deemed to be the belligerent in this covert discourse of dealership.
Plead guilty and the state will be relieved at the very least from its fiscal burden to stand in defense of a truth embodied in written constitution and replicate in judicial civil and criminal laws laid down in soulful protection of all the peoples of this one unique Republic of Ireland. I walked away from the courthouse in the company of friends. Had lunch in 23 Seats connected back into the realities via Soup and Soulful conversation. I looked across the emptied street the glass and steel recalled the morning affair. A dead building devoid of energy. Peopled only by ghosts and shadow-mongers done with barter and dealings. They set about the inner-workings of the machine. Oil on cog with which to grind exceedingly small at the morrows toil and wholly confirmed the existence of and the further exposure of The Misery Industry© Jeffrey Kelly agus Conor Dignam
Thus
empowered I then realized the notion that I had in fact not only won
the day. Furthermore; the ensuing outfought battle but had in reality
won this War of Attrition by state against my sovereign person to
obtain my enduring Silence and of those others in the restoration of
peace within both physical and Spiritual worlds.
“I stand alone at the cross-roads dependent of no-one. We each must choose our one path. There is only one Road. There is only one direction home beyond the Stars. Beyond the Sun. Beyond the Moon. Beyond the Skies. Beyond the Fears. Beyond the Tears. Beyond the Years. That belong only to you through collaboration once begun in death. Advent in celebration of the life now expectant.”
© The Misery Industry Jeffrey Kelly agus Conor Dignam 2012
©Séafra Ó Ceallaigh November 21st2012
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