Belize, our entangled mass of illusion, desire and frustration.
The day shall come when our people will wake up from the religious drug sleep. That day Belize shall tremble. The day when our people demand justice here on this piece of land named Belize, and not after death in a place of no return where we have been indoctrinated for the benefit of the few organized institutions. Then and only then we shall benefit from what we have fought for in the name of the same God which those are using to have us in fear.
They have been saying “Love thy brothers as thyself” for over 2000 years. Yet they cannot even love themselves. History has shown us that they have been the most corrupted institutions because they are paid to wash the sins of the same corrupted oppressors. Their speeches are beautiful and convincing. Well psychologically structured spiritual words for the weak minds of the oppressed poor with a promise of a better life in some place in the after-life.
Unfortunately, when we touch the point of religion and the power of “God’s Agents” we are pointed out as “Satan’s Agents.” We, “Satan’s Agents,” are more humane than “God’s Agents.” They have an answer for everything. They will say, “Don’t look at me because I am a sinner: look at Christ.” There is nothing wrong to look at Christ as our leader, because Christ was one of the greatest revolutionaries and reformers.
Moses did not use a weapon. Jesus Christ did not use a weapon, but others used it in their name. So, why should we fear to fight back for justice in the name of God? Today for some unknown reason, we all know, our youths are killing out the innocent ones. And for some unknown reason, we all know, it seems as if it is out of control. Why? Just to benefit a few. Prostitution, drugs. Alcoholism, gambling, etc. Do you still believe that some Divine Being will come and solve the problems for us, the people of Belize? Come on, my people, only you can solve the problems that surround us, not “God’s Agents.” We are in their way and we have always been in their way.
Our minds refuse the idea of a birth of something good from what looks to us as impossible. Belize cannot or should not be a jewel of deception, illusion and misery for our natives. Mr. Prime Minister of Belize, Hon. Dean O. Barrow, may you kindly order that our laws be respected. To start with, all sea front is for the people of Belize; therefore, our 66 feet should be respected. All those that have our sea, lagoons, rivers, lakes, etc. fenced up all up into the waters, should be a must clear out. Our sovereignty should not or cannot be sold out. That is one of the reasons why we moved the Musa/Fonseca gang out of the way.
In this precise moment while I’m writing, it is 8:45 in the morning on Sunday, August 10, 2008. Hello U.S.A. Ambassador and authorities of Belize. There is a United States woman who walks the streets of Corozal with her dog. The majority of the people of Corozal have our dogs in our yard tied or fenced up. Each time she passes with her dog, we have problems with our dogs, in that we have to control them because they fight among themselves. This so-called American woman doesn’t care: she thinks that Corozal and its streets belong to her and her dog. Is that the way you people behave in your country? Why do you come to my country to disrespect me? I live out of civilization. My dogs are for my protection. I don’t take them to my table or my bed.
Don Benito Juárez said, “El respecto al derecho ajeno es la paz.” You are already taking away for free our petroleum, sea, rivers, lagoons, lakes, etc. front. The best of our food goes to your country. Our workers slave for you. Our Prime Ministers love you with dog-like devotion. Mr. Ambassador of the U.S.A., in Belize, I have the same rights as you and your people in my Land-Country. I am not in your country, so give me some respect.
About the Belize/Guatemala issue, that is yet to come, even though so, I am living on the Mariscal-Spencer Treaty.
August 13, 2008
Finca Solana
Corozal Town