This article is in no way an endorsement to any religion, but merely an effort to point out the understanding of a lie. An attempt to get you to see that the understanding of a lie dates back to the days when the meaning of a lie could be highlighted in one of the most famous and most read books in history, the bible.

            If you are not a religious person, please look at this as a well-written story that attempted to get all to see that, the lie is an old trick, which if worded correctly, could convince the most naive or innocent, to avoid the truth, when presented in a desirable manner. All the liar has to comprehend, are the wants and desires of the flexible, and all he has to do then, is twist and turn his lie, so that it becomes pleasing to the wants of the excepting ear.

            According to the bible, Satan, the Devil, authored the lie. His tongue was as smooth as silk and with his ability to speak with such conviction, he was able convinced the knowledgeable to doubt what they knew to be truth.

            It was Satan, who promised that men could become gods if they would only go against that which they knew to be forbidden. Satan was able to convince those who lived in Paradise that Paradise, was anything but.

            So you have to ask the question, why would those who lived in Paradise, choose to be cast out of this perfect place? Why would they believe the lie, why would they throw away a life that had been good to them, a life that provided all they could ever ask for?

            Well, in its simplistic reasoning, it was because of the promise, rooted in a lie.

            Satan promised Eve she would not die, that her eyes would open, that she would be equal to her God, and that she would know, good and evil.

            Eve was naïve and had lived in bliss for far to long, she could not find it in herself to believe that anyone would lie to her. Life was easy, outside of the normal day to day activities and challenges a day might bring, she believed that nothing would ever take her away from the only life she had ever known. And possibly she believed, that if it did change, how bad could it be?

            Americans, living in the comfort of a society built on the backs of many. From every walk of life many have come to partake in the fruit of America’s tree. A society not perfect, but the youth of our nation and the possibilities ever present, leaves the rest of the world wanting and desiring what we have, and yet…

            …many Americans dare to dream of, recreating, our society based on nothing more than a lie. A lie, told over and over again, until many have come to believe it to be true.

            Our history is marred in bloodshed, a history similar to ever other great society throughout history. So you see, we are no different in our creation than any other society, except in one respect. From pauper to prince is common to any one willing to put forth the effort to achieve. Nothing is guaranteed, except, the hope and the opportunity. The rest is up to the individual and even then, not guaranteed.

            So why, I ask, have so many Americans begun to believe the great lie?

            Are we truly an arrogant nation, with a history so vile that a total makeover of our society is necessary? Has America oppressed so many, that we can ignore the, so many, that have walked away from an oppressed living, that we should reshape our society.

            I am one who lived his entire life, a poor man; I have never been able to live beyond that of a middle class individual. I am one rich in friends and family but poor in finances, so my value lies within those around me, and I’m OK with that. I was born poor and have lived from paycheck to paycheck my adult life. It was my mother who taught me that if you want something, she would say, “find a way to get it because I can’t help you. Besides, it’s your life, find a way to get what you want. Just do it respectfully,” she pleaded. “Because you reap what you sow,” she warned.

            According to many, the color of my skin should have put limitations on me that forbid me from ever do so many of the things I’ve done in my life, and yet here I am, the experienced one.

            I fell in love with America a long time ago, in a time when many men of color where rebelling and criticizing…

…except one.

Martin Luther King Jr.

Criticize he did. Rebel, he did not. Dr. King did not go about selling the lie of how terrible America was. He spoke of the goodness and possibilities this nation had to offer. He was a black man, unable to sit at the front of a bus, or eat in certain diners, or drink from a given water fountain and yet he found the right and goodness, in America.

Remember that the Devils lie is geared toward your weaknesses’. It tells you what you want to hear and promises you that, all you need do is eat from the forbidden tree and all will be made right. Only a fool would dare believe such foolishness.

If it promises you something for nothing, it is a lie.

If it destroys opposition to its belief, then it is hardly anything worth believing in.

If it promises the same for Paul as it does for Peter, then you have to believe that Paul and Peter are, one and the same.

If a man lies to you, and you believe his lie and you later find his lie to be untrue, shame on him…

…if he lies to you a second time and you find it be untrue and you believe him again, shame on you.

In the history of the world, no nation has done what American has done, in such a short period of time. So, without doubt, one has to believe that the success of this nation is based on a philosophy founded in truth.

So ask yourself, is eating of the tree in the midst of the garden worth it? Do we hand over our freedom of self to a government that is all self-serving?

Remember the Devils lie…

…we are not gods, just simple beings with self-determining rights. Rights that should never be taken away by anyone. Let alone, given away freely by the individual.

I would rather be a fisherman who goes home some nights without a catch, after a long day of casting my line, than one who waits in line for a fish dinner to be portioned out to me, by a server who draws a paycheck based on my need to eat.