Greetings fellow warriors,

There is a good chance that if you read these blogs you tend to agree with many of the opinions and views I express. If that is you, you might still disagree with me after you read this post. If you frequent my blog and you do not tend to agree with me, then you definitely won't agree with me after reading this blog. Disclaimer aside, let's continue.

I am commenting on the outcry I have heard from people in this country about getting tighter gun laws in the wake of the Umpqua Community College (C.C.) massacre. *Pause* notice I did not call this a "shooting". "Shooting" is a verb for what I do at the range. "Massacre" is the accurate description of an event where a person murders 10 people in cold-blood. Language is powerful. Words and phrases can shape culture and your reality. This is why a warrior says what he means. If I meant "shooting" I would have said "shooting." I mean massacre.

The real truth of the matter that people don't want to discuss is this: a human being made a conscious decision to brutally murder and kill 10 other human beings. But some people are still throwing blame at the gun. 

I believe there are 2 main reasons they do this: one, it is far less frightening to think about a gun being "bad" than it is to think of "bad" people. Guns can be banned. People can't. You can (theoretically) easily restrict access to guns and weapons. You cannot restrict access to people. Which leads to point number two: they feel vulnerable. These types of vicious attacks only serve to shed light on their typically suppressed and silenced survival instinct. Momentarily, they hear it whispering "you are not perfectly safe." This scares them. They must do something to re-silence this voice, this biological urge. "What shall I do? I know! Let's ban guns!" and this is all to trick themselves into believing that if guns are banned they can feel safe. They are simply wrong. You are never perfectly safe and are never 100% invulnerable. 

Warriors face and accept reality. We have to; the consequences for not doing so are dire. Non-warriors often don't have to face reality and in the truest form of irony, they usually have such a privilege because someone other than themselves has chosen to face reality for them.

As a warrior, it is important to remind myself never to grow arrogant or condescending or to believe I belong to a "superior" stock because I have chosen to live this way. I am not superior as a human being, I have simply chosen to lead a different lifestyle. I have trained for a lifetime for a moment of truth that may never come, but if it does, I am prepared. And I will protect whom I must, even someone who does not appreciate or value my choice to live as a warrior.

If you are going to get into debates with people who are calling for a gun ban, just take a deep breath first and remember this: that person is scared. They are terrified actually. They know in their heart of hearts that they are not prepared to survive a violent encounter, that they have taken no personal responsibility for their life and they are desperate for someone else (usually the Government) to make them feel better. You cannot rationalize with the person who is scared. They are lost in a sea of tumultuous emotions and your logic cannot overpower them. Always remember that they are scared. These massacres serve as painful reminders to them that their imaginary reality is just that; imaginary. 

It is like being jarred awake from a pleasant dream. Up until one moment ago you were happy. The next moment you are forced into waking reality that is much harsher and colder than your dream. There are only 2 responses to this: To whine, moan, complain and point the finger of blame, or to proverbially saddle up and take life on as best you can. Warriors face life. Front Toward Enemy. 

As the "debate" rages over gun laws and regulations always remember this: Murder is always a spiritual/heart problem. The tool used to carry out that murder is irrelevant. Murder is murder. If I shoot you in the face or deliberately run you over with my car and I kill you in both cases, you are dead both times. And I am a murderer both times. It is my suffering and sick soul that is the cause, not my gun or my car. It isn't politically expedient to talk about this however, for it is always easier to fix a tool than to fix a heart.