Brethren, as it is,
Justification is the light and the darkness, the right, or the image of right,
that takes away the totality of wrong; the good, or the image of good, that
takes away the totality of evil; the white, or the image of white that takes
away the vitality of black.
When as humans we justify in human terms, we run from the total darkness
of the Godless world of men We create for our own peace of mind, an
artificial man-made light, an image of rightness to counteract the
knowledge of total wrongness in a world that has rejected its Creator. We
manufacture an illusion of good, so that all is not seen to be evil. We paint
white, that which is in essence black because it has removed its elf from
the source of all life and knowledge. We give the semblance of truth to that
which we know to be a lie.
That is the human game. When a man does wrong and knows he has done
wrong, he tries to make it not so wrong by justifying it. He harms another
man, feels the guilt, and then tries to reduce the burden of sin against
himself; by blaming another, by reducing his awareness of the extent of the
harm he has done, by pleading ignorance, by insisting that he only
intended good, anything to create some rightness, or illusion of rightness,
to relieve the sense of total wrongness.
That is the justification of men, the justification of self by self; a man-made
light flickering feebly, but just perceptibly in the great void of Godless
And by agreement, in the world of men, they justify each other -except
when they MUST blame each other in order to justify themselves. And they
alternate between combining forces in fear against the common enemy of
total darkness, and fighting one another for the meager and inadequate
substitutes of artificial light. A man must feel justified, even if it means the
whole-hearted condemnation of another man. If for him to maintain his
illusion of being right, another must be shown to be wrong, then that is the
goal he pursues.
The world of men is the absence of GOD, and therefore the antipodes of
Heaven, which is Hell. And man carries a candle in Hell, so that he can
pretend he is in Heaven.
And whenever a man feels wrong in the eyes of GOD, he tries to make
himself right in the eyes of men. When he feels the darkness of his
estrangement from GOD closing in upon him, he lights a candle of manmade
lightness, and fights off the suffocating gloom. He justifies.
Every time he makes an excuse for his actions; every time he pretends to
himself that what he has done is not as bad as it really feels to him; every
time he blames his shortcomings on his background, or his upbringing, or
his environment; every time he blames his circumstances on his
neighbors, or his employers, or the government, or the weather; every time
he blames his failures or mistakes on his friends, or his enemies, or his
colleagues, or his lack of education; every time he protects his good and
altruistic intonations against the knowledge of his selfishness; every time
he blinds himself to the destructive consequences of his actions; every
time he makes a show of good will which balies his inner feelings of
distaste; every time he makes himself feel pity of remorse, to convince
himself of his virtue; every time he shifts responsibility for all the ugliness
and wrong around him; he justifies. He carries a candle of illusion into the
darkness of reality.
For if a man can justify his state of being, if he can find just a chink of light
in his world, or if not find it, then create it, then he can continue in that
state of being OF that world.
That is what it is to justify. If we are wrong and we know without a shadow
of doubt that we are wrong, then we MUST cease to be what we are. If what
we do is evil, and we cannot escape the knowledge that it is evil, then we
MUST stop doing it. No one can do or be that which no part of him tells him
to do or be, and if no part of him can find even a pretence of an illusion or
rightness or good in an action or state, then no part of him drives him
towards it. He has no justification.
But if we can find a grain of what seems to be rightness in what we are, or
create an image of rightness, even if it only lurks in the back of the mind,
then we can go on being what we are. That grain, that image, drives us to
continue. And if we can create the illusion of just one shadow of goodness
in our actions, or at least a suggestion of inevitability which counteracts
the concept of deliberate evil, then we can go on acting as we do. These
tiny images of rightness and goodness and choice-less-ness, are enough
to give us what we need to continue as we are.
They are our justifications.
The world of man lives in a constant state of justification.
The lie is: "...justification reveals the truth, and therefore it is the right thing
Justification is one of the roads of Hell. It runs parallel to another road in
Hell called Blame, which is the detonator of all evil.
And man carries a candle to light his way. And so as man believes he is
moving forward, he moves in a state of illusion. The candle lights his way
in Hell, so that he can pretend he is in Heaven.
In the world of men, countless bright and shiny images, dreams and
illusions, bum to keep humanity justified in its estrangement from its
Source of Life. Man has, in his terms, justified himself and his Godless
state of being, justified his actions, justified his way of life, with everything
the world has offered him.
But a few, a precious few, have stopped before it was too late. They have
remembered the Light of Life. They have recalled its brilliance and its
purity, and they have remembered that it was not made by man, but stems
from GOD. They have seen the inky blackness of man's self-justification.
They have witnessed what he calls his altruism, and seen it as no more
than masked egotism. They have looked behind the protested appearances
off good intention, and seen the self-interested and destructive motives
which they hide.
They have looked at man, the mighty lord of all creation in his own deluded
eyes, and seen an empty husk, chasing, in ever decreasing circles after an
empty dream. They have known the hollowness of man's endeavors on his
own account. They have seen the utter futility of his attempts to create a
GOD that works on man's agenda.
And, they move forward. They have rejected justification. They OWN the
Circumstances that surround them. They see what stops them,
acknowledging the failure and moving forward. They stand powerfully in
the giving of their Word and are responsible for their actions. They seek
out a clear space to create profound thought and concepts. They uncover
that which is concealed.
They reconcile opposites and watch as Blame and Justification no longer
become their well traveled road.
Alone, they reach into the murky depths of the pool of darkness and feel
for a hand and pull on it to reveal the man that does not know he is
And when the man is pulled out of the pool he is bent over barely able to
stand, weak, in all of the nakedness of his illusions. And now he looks
around him and looks at sights that he can vaguely remember from a long
time ago, years past, in his youth; and the man begins to cry so deeply that
there is no sound, only the pain on his face, for now he confronts the
source of all of his ills, himself.