I jailed the Government

I jailed the government for refusing to look at itself in the mirror. I mean in my head, I jailed the government for refusing to look at itself in the mirror.

In my faith, I believe I am created in the image of God. Essentially, because God loves me so much, I resemble God in so many ways including in my abilities. I also read somewhere that I should submit to authorities on earth, but I also know my God is a jealous God. So that I don’t make my God jealous, I wanted to understand the image of the authority that I supposedly have to submit to. Do we look alike, do we have the same values?

Just the way I do with my God, I casually asked the government to look at itself in the mirror and tell me what it sees and thinks about it self, to help me understand the nature of its authority.

I wasn’t ready for it – the government threw a fit and tantrums – I was held aback. I made a mistake of insisting that it should just do it and be honest, as I really wanted to know. I have never been so roughed up until I passed out – I lost conscious. I just wanted it to tell me if it will see what it potrays itself to be!

In my unconscious state, I wondered what is it that is so horrifying to the government for it to look at itself in the mirror – why was it being so dramatic?

In my subconscious, I got an alternative view of the government and why it can’t face itself in the mirror. My domesticated view of the government i.e., the government as the ultimate authority, with all the mighty powers over its citizenry on earth, became dillusional.

Governments have so much control and authority of our livelihoods. It will actually take a “crazy” mind to think and visualize our livelihood without government structures and systems in place. However, in my imagination, the government sees a “convict” when it looks at itself in the mirror. It appears that the government is supposed to be and should have been in jail long ago and probably for life.

As I was waking up to my wounds, I remembered some of the most ridiculous experiences with traffic police while on the road. I wonder why these road safety officers, give me heart palpitations and a feeling of financial insecurity everytime I see them on the road. Being stopped by traffic police, is the moment I dread the most while on the road, even more than having a flat tyre at night.

I also remembered how I fear tax authorities, only because they can tax me for every innovation that I come up with in a struggle to make a living, because the government can and has established itself as such. They make innovation and creativity sound like a criminal act.

When we were kids, before a fight, some inciters would draw a line between two opponents. Upon being provoked, the most brave opponent would cross the line to start the fight. When I watch the news, I see nations behaving like two kids being pumped and provoked to fight, unfortunately governments don’t fight, its the citizens who do the fighting for the government, kill each other for the government and die for the government.

The government claims it is there to provide the much needed services, it taxes my income, sell our resources, borrow on my behalf and that of my future generations, take control of what I get to be educated on but delivers poor quality, it presents itself as the universal health care provider yet I die for lack of essential medical care.

Even after taxing me for my innovation and creativity, selling my resources and taking loans on my behalf, I still have to pay and get taxed to get the services I was supposedly already taxed for, to enable their provision by government – I stopped playing YO-YO longtime ago as a kid but now I see that was an orientation course of my relationship with the government.

In my agony, I still asked the government, why are you so afraid to look at yourself in the mirror? Is it because you over tax your citizens, steal their future, misuse their resources? Is it because you lie about the plans you have for your citizens? Is it because you instigate wars and get your own citizens killed?

Against its citizens and above the “law”, governments steal, loot, kill, lie, destroy, extort and commit treason on its citizens.

I woke up wounded, but I can tell you what each wound represents, but most importantly I now have an idea, why the Government can’t stand what it would see of itself, if it was to look at itself in the mirror.

As I continue to find healing from being roughed up by the government, I still don’t have an answer as to whether I am made of the same image or at least share the same values with the authority I am supposedly required to submit to.

Do you think the government loves me?