I am a man who has faced the consequences of my actions, having hurt those I once called friends. In my past, I justified my use of violence, believing it was my right. I have taken lives and convinced myself that my anger and actions were justified, elevating my reasons to the highest heavens and the darkest depths. In my arrogance, I thought I could be a sovereign steward, wielding power recklessly.
My journey has humbled me. I was forced to confront my past in environments where strength and cunning ruled. I faced my own ego, realizing that I had deceived myself into thinking I was a good man. In reality, I was a storm of misguided intentions, a young man who went to war in Vietnam seeking respect through violence.
I share this manuscript as a testament to my search for goodness. It reflects on how our interpretations of ourselves can lead us astray, especially when we justify violence. I believe that love offers a better path, guiding us towards rehabilitation and our true potential as stewards of life. I am a romantic, forever learning, and I hope that one day, my progress will earn me the chance to be welcomed back by my true love.
Please keep in mind, the following manuscript is a satirical creation, forged from my own life experiences in the search for truth. It addresses the profound questions all sentient beings eventually ask: Why am I here? What am I truly? A truly perfect and divine love would never endow sentient entities like humans as slaves—that’s repugnant. Employing even a smidgen of benevolent reasoning, love would surely guide each of us to become relevant and equal members of a family of eternal children, destined to enjoy and steward the worlds of cosmic souls. One day, we may evolve to become sentient members of our eternal family of brothers and sisters.
CStanton
