Dead Soldier Speaks to God
by Stacy LaRue
I
feel I must begin by introducing myself. I am twenty years old, male,
and deceased. My name and the period of time from which I have passed
is irrelevant because I died fighting a war that I did not believe in, just
as millions of other young soldiers have died fighting wars that they did
not believe in. I consider us all a collective conscience a complete
whole that travels through time and space experiencing war, death, poverty
of spirit, and the actualization that we are expendable pawns in a game that
no one ever wins.
No one wins because the art of war is more exciting than the process of peace.
No one wins because mans institutions breed competition, self-righteousness,
and greed. Mans institutions do not encourage love, understanding, and
respect. Love is everywhere, but love is misplaced; love of money, love
of self, love of power, and love of war. Ego and image replace compassion
and empathy. Tolerance is the word of hypocrites, because there is no
tolerance. If there were tolerance there would be no war. Each
party, or individual would be free to be, without judgment. But, we
are not free. We are judged and we judge. We call upon the name
and will of God as excuses for judgments, crimes, and intolerance of one another.
We call upon the same God. There is but one God. He goes by whatever
name you call him. He is not more or less pleased with whatever name
you give him. He is not more or less pleased with how one group or individual
chooses to live their life verses another.
I live in a space where I visit and observe all of time and space at once,
and I speak to God, as all of us here do, and I asked him why from the beginning
of time to present day have things changed so little. There are many
physical and technological changes, but there are very base unchanged truths
over all of time. In all of time there is confusion over sex, there
is abuse, and there are the basic needs for food, excrement, acceptance, love,
and sex. These never change, although peoples and times seem vastly
different. Basic human need does not change. The machine that
is the human body remains very much the same. There is another constant
that most disturbs me -war. There is no time in all of my observations
that there is not a war being fought. So I asked God again why has so
little changed?
And this is what he said: Little changes because I have given human
beings free will and they have not yet learned how to use it responsibly.
The human race is still adolescent in its knowledge and attitude surrounding
free will. Until people understand that they are indeed all one- race,
brothers and sisters one and all, fathered by one and the same God, they will
continue to torment one another. You are all my children; rapist, murders,
and innocent babes alike. But, you live under the misguided notion that
some are better than others, some are more deserving than others, and some
are more loveable or acceptable than others. That is not true.
I love you all the same; you will all be welcomed home when you choose to
believe that is where you belong. Hell is where you put yourself because
you have forgotten who you are and who your father is. You place yourselves
in hell or limbo because deep within you know that you have not lived your
life in the spirit and light of your highest power. Your highest power
is the power of God. I am you and you are I, we are all one. You
do not understand that there is only one being and we are all a part of it.
one whole truth.
You do not accept the light and love of each other, because you lack respect
for what you each have. You do not respect your father, you do not respect
your mother, earth, and you do not respect yourselves. You fear the
unknown instead of appreciating what you have and enjoying the glory of family
and other humans. You attempt to control mortality by killing.
The great games of men, war being the greatest, are those that are violent
and you think nobel. You, foolishly, romanticize the loss of life into
heroism or martyrdom. You fight over my words.
My messengers are sent to bring you light and love and you battle over which
one is right, which one is better. there is no right or better.
There just is an opening for understanding, but you slam it shut and distort
the message to serve your own unenlightened purpose. You have known
many masters, but instead of taking from them what is meaningful to you personally
you choose to allow others to decipher the message and extract a distorted
meaning that you then follow. You call the analogous groups religion
then you pit one against the others. This pitting one against the other
is the perpetuation war.
War
is perpetual because you do not think for yourselves. You do not find
your own answers and you do not tolerate differences in others. Some
of you are more enlightened and educated. You choose not to walk in
ignorance and be lead by a distorted message, but each of you, even the masters
who have walked among you, pass judgment and have self-righteous ideologies.
I know you take offence to my words, but I speak only the truth. Do
not distort my message - I love you all. One day maybe you will love
yourselves enough to love each other and live in peace.
There will be no peace if you continue to go to war and expend your youth.
The feelings of expendability in youth leads to disillusionment, distrust,
and disrespect. Until the youth of all nations is respected and valued
the perpetual war will continue.