Murder in the murderer is no such ruinous thought as poets and romancers will have it; it does not unsettle him, or fright him from his ordinary notice of trifles: it is an act quite easy to be contemplated, but in its sequel, it turns out be a horrible jangle and confounding of all relations. Especially the crimes that spring from love, seem right and fair from the actor’s point of view, but, when acted, are found destructive of society. No man at last believes that he can be lost, nor that the crime in him is as black as in the felon because the intellect qualifies in our own case the moral judgments. There is no crime to the intellect.
Ralph Waldo Emerson is his 1844 essay Experience walks the fine line of judgment when he speaks about the nature of the murderer’s intellect. What makes one man or woman a murderer and others saints? Saints and murderers are born to enjoy the desires and the challenges of physical life, but cryptic thoughts change their individual play and that behavior is label in several ways by humanity.
Saints overcome the burden of their choices and accept and appreciate the experiences they produce. As the actor they lived each life experience with purpose. Saints realize the script is the work of another aspect of the self, which lies just below physical awareness.
Murderers blame their choices on some external chain of events that seem out of their control. They are victims of their own thoughts. The nature of their reality changes and they conform to that change. Murderers perceive themselves as the actors; someone or something else is writing and directing the script.
Emerson reminds us that the murderers accept their experience shattering role until the horrible aftershock crumbles all semblance of normalcy in their perplexing reality. Life becomes a string of vacant perceptions and unfulfilled choices. But in the intelligence of consciousness, the vicious felon is on the same non-physical path as the saint. Consciousness expands from each experience. Both labels choose to experience physical life in order to sense and feel the results of their own thoughts and beliefs. Judgment doesn’t exist within the wall-less form of consciousness; it exists in the framework of our beliefs.
Our beliefs about death make these two physical labels real and personal. We honor saints because we yearn to be like them, and we despise murderers because we fear death and don’t understand them. The death part of the psyche is shrouded in mystery, misconceptions and religious fables.
We create belief labels to physically feel the consequences of being passionate about our desire to be what we already are―a whole in the whole of intelligent consciousness.
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