Deprogramming from 12 years of War Machine Indoctrination, growing up idolizing Rambo, Commando, the romanticization of war of "Saving Private Ryan", I fell into our culture's trap.  6 years as a Cavalry Scout, State Soldier of the Year, Airborne, Platoon Top Gunner, Best Scout, Combat Lifesaver, my friends referred to me as Captain America.  Six more years as a Joint Terminal Attack Controller in the Air Guard, fully in it. Believing I was helping alleviate the world of terrorism, bringing democracy, peace and freedom to the oppressed. Full of naive ignorance of the full true picture of what was really happening: the ruling elite Rockefeller Rothschild Morgans, et al., the top 1% controlling politics and how governmental decisions are made and the exploitation of our worlds' resources and human beings.  Me and my naive ignorance enforcing and propagating their agenda of lies: Weapons of Mass Destruction, War on Terror, Imminent Attacks with the façade of bringing justice and democracy. What I witnessed and participated in was full scale occupation domination of Iraq and her citizens. Jumping out of helicopters, surrounding, infiltrating and terrorizing innocent families in their remote humble villages, throwing me back into Jesus' day: simple windowless adobe dwellings with intermittent power and water, sweet little children- my kids' age- playing happily with trash as their toys. Rounding them all up like criminals. Families homes and intimate belongings being ransacked in search of "terrorist paraphernalia". For all intensive purposes- we never found anything. One village even unburied their antiquated rifles upon demand, hoping to never need them again, even with our occupation and terrorization of their homeland. Eye opening for certain. A harsh realization: I was the terrorist conducting false meaningless missions to keep the war machine rolling full stream to control the worlds resources.  Talk about rude awakenings. Believing I was a Jedi keeping peace and balance in the force, awakening to me being a henchman storm trooper for an evil empire.  These realizations and awakenings were unfortunately not instant.  My willingness to see things for what they are, questioning everything, researching deeper. Painful bullets to swallow. I ran away from myself for a long time. Threw away my Iraq journal, boxed up all plaques, awards, decorations, military paraphernalia of every kind, ashamed. What I chose to do with my precious life's moments, with deep regrets I didn't choose something else. Love, Compassion, Empathy.  Realizing we are the human family sharing our one planet, our home and her finite resources.  And she is burning. We are suffering. Needlessly. I am so grateful for this here now moment, awake, intentional. Truly humbled and penitent. With passion in my soul to help each other, to help ourselves, to shake off our trances and indoctrinations. To plant, to sing, play, dance, share, grow, heal, love, laugh. Together. To shift our collective trajectory towards something worthy of us all, it takes US ALL. I invite you to plant seeds for our evolution. Together. It isn't easy, but oh is it worth it!