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I preface this with a warning: If you are A.) a devout Christian and B.) a friend of mine; these statement are rather incendiary and could quite possibly be a friendship shattering insult. If you continue to read, please keep an open mind and know that I am full of nothing but love of Honor and Wisdom.

Osama Bin Laden is dead. A man reviled and feared by the public. A man blamed for so much, and so much deserved, I'll admit. Someone who brought so much pain into more lives than any of us probably know. The terrorist who had a profound impact on the foreign policy decisions of this past decade. He is dead and gone from this plane.

He did bad things and he paid for it.

Now...I am ashamed, disgusted, and saddened beyond belief that so many of my acquaintances, friends even, would say 'Thank God' at this. Don't get me wrong, he was a bad man, no doubts there, but to 'Thank God' for the death of another human being? Why not ask God 'Why?'

Hatred...hatred is an affliction. A serious affliction that will consume and distort individuals worse than any cancer can. Hatred is suffering, not only on those who are on the receiving end of that hatred but those who are filled with it. It is a poison. They are suffering. Afflicted by an all consuming feeling that they cannot control, for one reason or another. Now, I know some of you reading this will look at that remark and scoff, but I seriously doubt anyone, ANYONE, can honestly say to me that they've never been all consumed by some feeling or another at some point in there life. Feeling something so deep that it takes complete control of you. Be it a joyful feeling, or depression, or jealousy, or any of the shades of emotion from the broad spectrum we humans feel. I recall have feelings so strong for a girl in my life that when we broke up I literally could not eat for two weeks. Ended up in the hospital. This man was consumed by his feelings and it turned him into a despicable, deplorable, deviant thing and now he is dead. And you know my feelings? I'm not thanking God....I am praying...PRAYING with all the power of my blood, that this man, this man who was a fellow human riddled with an emotional disease, be released from his suffering.

Thanking God for the death of a person, however terrible their deeds, is disgusting and I pray that those who give in to this rise up from their base ignorance and learn to forgive and look on all with loving hearts and minds. This is the only way we can rise up as a people. Peace and Love, even to those who are full of hate...they need it more than anyone.

Sig Jera. Sig Wunjo. Sig Sowilo.

Not in an attempt to propagate my rantings, but if you agree with these thoughts, please share them. Knowledge is powerful stuff.