Death is the ultimate price to pay for heroism. There is no action more esteemable over this inaction. There is no provable estimation , no realistic expectation for it. To go to your death with the conviction in the good you are doing relates to a moment of great spirituality no real words can convey.
A hero is never born. But those who master situations of great peril with strength and conviction in the power of love and great dedication to decency and dignity have a place in my thoughts and heart forever. There need never be an after life or a flimsy celebratory state. There is great power in the spiritual heart. To stand up for what is decent and dignified, to love what is hated, to voice the most unpopular of opinion in the most dangerous of times is to be divine without merit. It is simply beyond the fleeting material heart. A hero through and true, who couldn’t be brought back to life, resurrected for a material purpose but died as a true, realistic and scientific evidence of what he was—that subtle existence of great essential power.
He would in his days and worse off nowadays be celebrated as stupid— those who cannot save themselves for the purposes of material life must live in the stupidest of states—the regressing evolutionary state towards the ultimate evolution of the spirit. Everything superficial and superfluous is celebrated nowadays—the regression of the human spirit. In collaboration with every good spirit in this world and every good spirit that ever lived, I celebrate the life of Dietrich Bonhoeffer.
I will debut longer form personal, experiential, and spiritual essays next year. I want to continue to do meaningful work. Help me conquer those who steal life, labor and liberty. Thank you.
When I realized comedy can be described as the things I say and do as well as the things I don’t say and do, I knew it was for me. I was seeing and hearing all kinds of shit that couldn’t be happening in the dreams and the nightmare we call society. I believe they call that crazy. You don’t need any proof. Someone just has to appear to have more potential at succeeding than you and you can make shit up about them. Better than that, you can plot to make them what you say they are. There’s always a ridicule am yet to encounter and the punches just keep coming. It is no miracle I survived. I am now more than qualified to tell comedically twisted true tales as a part of the jazz music festival, half time music. half time comedy. it is hilarious. In fact it is now a comedic-jazz music festival. Your receipts for music by ril and the free books for life cause mean the world to me. Help achieve justice.
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