Consequences of Our Choices

This was posted as a comment to my post about my need for legal assistance:

You don’t need a lawyer you don’t need nobody to give you no money what you need to do is go back to jail where you belong for what you did to my sister idotand I’m going to keep posting it to

You should be paying our family for the rest of your life you piece of shit

It comes from my brother-in-law, who has invested so much of his emotional effort into hating me for something I didn’t do that he can’t see the truth in front of him. His problems run deeper than misplaced hate, and I won’t go into them all. But I want to use this as an example of the consequences of the choices we make.

Perry, my brother-in-law, was led to believe the lie about me by the people who chose to convict an easy husband instead of the difficult serial-killing team who did the crime. It wasn’t their intention to destroy Perry’s soul (well maybe the spirits of darkness who guided their choice foresaw it as a side benefit.), but the efect of misplaced hate is devastating him. Of course all hate is misplaced, but to target someone for hate for the actions of a different person is even worse.

Every time we make a choice, there is a string of consequences that someone will have to suffer. It may not be the one who made the choice that suffers. But whenever the choice is evil, suffering will come of it. To chose evil because it is expedient or it satisfies some whim of dislike or distaste, is to chose to do harm to everyone the choice effects. The choice of the two killers who took the life of my wife in May of 1984 was decidedly evil, the product of racism run amok. The choice of the police supervisor to ignore the evidence of the serial killers’ presence and refuse to inventory the contents of the crime scene to document theft was also evil not only because it sent an innocent man to prison for thirty-two and a half years, but because it created physical, emotional and spiritual suffering in the people involved. It also empowered the killers to go out and kill again and again.

The choice of the prosecutor to obtain and offer to the jury perjury as evidence, and to twist what should have been truthful testimony into that which leaves the opposite impression on the mind of the jury, was evil in itself. But the consequences to the people who should have known the truth but were handed lies are more devastating than the mere incarsaration of an innocent man. I have already given the example of the effect on my in-laws. But the effect of the little eight-month-old girl who had to grow up without either parent was also evil. The effect on the perjurers who directly violated the commandment about false witness is evil. The effect on the sisters and brother of the illegally incarsarated victem as well as the fathers of the couple, one who died without knowing the truth and the other who died without seeing his eldest son again in over two decades.

These consequences came about because of the choices to do evil by a handful of people. Yet they effect a multitude. I could rant about police gone bad or lawyers who value money over people, but the real problem is choices made without thought to the consequences beyond the moment. It was thought that I was of no importance since my bank account was empty and my mother-in-law was willing to condemn me weather I did it or not. But the ripples of consequences destroyed much more than the life of one man. It destroyed the souls of many.

The powers of darkness don’t ever want the truth exposed. This is why the courts have refused to allow the evidence in my case to be tested for DNA when I filed a motion pro se according to the laws of Texas. Once the test shows the presence of the killers, the lies are exposed for what they are, and the people being harmed spiritually by the misplaced hate will have the choice to repent. Devils don’t know the future of a human’s actions and choices. They don’t want to lose the ones they took. So the followers of the dark spirits resist the exposure of the truth.

I am not going to remove Perry’s comments from my timeline. I am leaving them there as a reminder to pray for his redemption from the distructive effects of this misplaced hate. I also ask that all of my readers who oppose spiritual darkness, no matter what your faith, to join me in prayer for his and his family’s release from this bondage.

Statement of truth: I have never caused the death of another human being, directly or indirectly, intentionally or unintentionally, in my entire life. The fact that I volunteered to serve in the United States Marine Corps was used as “proof” of my violent nature. My Asperger’s syndrom was presented as sociopathy. My next door neighbor, who had recently lived out a probation for attempted rape of a twelve-year-old girl, and who spent every Wednesday night from 10:30 PM to 12:15 AM at a doughnut shop with his buddies, testified to things that could not have happened. My court appointed attorney refused to discuss the case with me until it was too late to investigate the falsehoods and expose them for what they were. The attorney was more interested in helping the new prosecutor win her first murder conviction than in putting the truth before the jury. The judge only wanted to be reelected so he could ascend to the Federal bench, as he has done. None of the people who had the resposibilty and opportunity to see justice done was willing to do so.

Not only was an innocent man incarserated for the most productive years of his life, hundreds of innocent men and women were murdered by this team of serial killers over the next five years. Were they eventually caught? I don’t think so. The police didn’t seem interested in stopping them. I think they quit for some other reason.

In conclusion, think about the long term consequences of whatever you do, no matter how insignificant it may seem at the time. The cascade of suffering caused by one little lie or one little omission is not worth the meagre benefit you may obtain from it.

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