28 February 2015

A House Is Not A Home, But They Took Mine...

Sometimes In Life We Suffer

Initially I hadn't planned to go into much detail on some of what I've had to deal with lately. But after so many reached out privately asking if I was ok and offering support, I feel a need to first express sincere gratitude for your friendship and concern. And secondly to clarify things a little.

Destruction, even if by deliberate design, often precedes discovery.
In the past week the government scored a major symbolic victory in their now years long campaign to destroy or discredit me by whatever means possible.

The house that I'd worked long and hard to purchase was sold off in a foreclosure auction.

This wasn't a shock or surprise. I knew it was coming. But it still has some pain accompanying it.

Writing a confessional story like this and putting my business out to the world, itself isn't without pain.

With the excess amount of taxes, fines and penalties levied on the house -- most originating while I was illegally incarcerated for six months -- I'd decided long ago I would not pay them. Besides being lots of money over and above the mortgage owed -- around $40,000 total -- there was a principal involved.

Funny thing, I was able to quickly negotiate arrangements regarding the arrears on my mortgage. It was the larger, extremely complex, convoluted issues involved the myriad of overlapping confiscatory, punitive fees, fines, taxes and penalties levied by the government that brought this about/

I refuse to capitulate to what I see was the culmination of a series of deliberate events intended to bring me down.

Well, they've succeeded. Sorta. They got the house, but they did not bring me down.

Truthfully, since the time between when I was placed in a hostile siege, surrounded by over 100 armed men -- far more than was said they sent for Bin Laden -- by many measurables, I've experienced far more success in different areas than I ever thought I would. Much of it as a direct result of their attempts to destroy me.

Having an effect opposite of what they'd hoped, I now have more readers, more followers, a greater number of public supporters, than I'd ever thought I would when I first began my campaign of bringing truth to the masses.

Financially, although no large nest egg now exists, and I live on faith each day. Via a variety of means, I've been well taken cared of and adequately compensated for my labor and efforts. Actually making a bit more money than I had in the time leading up to my arrest.

I don't mean to sound cliche when I say, I have my God and my friends to thank for every good thing that's happened to me.

The road ahead is filled with uncertainties, but also filled with mystery and wonder. New discoveries await. Many victories yet unaccomplished are still to come as well.

My commitment remains where it has always been. To faithfully carry out my calling as guided and directed by Divine Inspiration and direction.

It's alright. I'm ok. I think God can explain.

24 February 2015

Best Birthday Wishes For Ms. Josephine!

So my mom and my family were blessed by her seeing another birthday today.

In her 70's she's still as strong and energetic as ever. She refers to the "elderly" people she checks on and looks after; never considering herself the same.

If there is any care and compassion for others in me; without a doubt, it definitely comes from my mom. She raised us well.

She spends tons of hours each week volunteering. Whether it's her efforts carpooling folks to church services, helping to cook large meals for various functions, or working with young people and children, my mom stays incredibly busy.

And when she's not doing that stuff, I almost guarantee you'll find her in her garden, or maybe even on camping trip.

Although she's often threatened to get on Facebook (let's pray that never happens), she'll probably never see this.

However I still feel compelled to publicly acknowledge this day and express some appreciation out into the universe. If you see her, wish her happy birthday!

We don't get to pick our parents, but, I have immense gratitude to God for the ones he gave me. To be my age and still have both of them is truly a blessing.

May He grant her many more. I could only hope to be permitted by the Father to be on this earth as long as she has and in her condition of sound mind and body.

Happy birthday mom!

Apologies for the 25 year old photograph. It's one of few I have of us together.

If You're Going Through Hell, Keep Going Don't Stop...

Received some pretty devastating news today.

Adversity is something we all must go through in this life. Some of us more than others.

How we handle it when it comes makes all the difference.

At times doors have to be slammed shut, not just closed, so you get a message loud and clear that it's time for you to get out of there. Where ever "there" happens to be.

Not every place we find ourselves getting comfortable and wanting to linger for a while, is necessarily where God wants us.

When you trust in Divine Guidance and God tells you FORWARD MARCH, you move. Without hesitation. Even if what lays ahead is unknown.

Faith or fear, which will you choose to embrace?

I love the motto of Clan MacArthur; part of my family's ancestral roots.

FIDE ET OPERA.

Translated from the Latin it literally means FAITH and WORK. For me the only keys to any meaningful success in this world.

No matter what may come, the many challenges and battles that await, I will continue to put my full faith and trust in my Heavenly Father. The Almighty God. To Him be the glory!

04 February 2015

Each One Reach One -- Get Over Yourself


MacArthur's Musings And Meditations 
Originally posted on Facebook 2 February 2015
"Let each of you look not only to his own interests, but also to the interests of others." -- Philippians 2:4 (ESV)
God asks that you care about others as much as you care about yourself.

As we go through life, most of us living this rat race; relentlessly striving to get ahead, have we carelessly left some behind?

It's time we slowdown and make an effort to lookout more for one another. There are people close to you -- even in your own family -- who could use your care, love and attention; that you've probably neglected.

Whether you believe God created us all or not, one thing's for certain; we're all in this -- life on planet earth -- together.

Each one reach one. Go on! Be a blessing to someone.







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Researcher, independent investigator, and entrepreneur, as well as ordained minister; A.F. James MacArthur is Baltimore's most well known independent journalist contributor. A member of the underground news network for over 20 years. During this time, he's been a frequent subject of attack by government under the guise of law enforcement. Although closely watched and followed, he's often boycotted from being given any credit for his work by mainstream media.
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30 September 2014

I Really Wanted To Write Tonight...

Sometimes my life feels like that of a professional plate spinner. With so many different things going on, attention has to be rapidly jump from one area needing attention to another. This all has to be done with precise timing, or there will be crashing calamity.

Speaking of crashes. Besides a complete failure, one of the worse, most annoying things that could happen to a computer is when your system becomes corrupted.

As a professional writer, my computer is my most essential tool. When isn't working right, it's difficult for me to work right. Imagine a carpenter trying to hammer nails with half the hammer's head missing. Imagine an auto mechanic trying to fix your car, but someone had taken all his wrenches and sawed of the handles, leaving only a stub. Doesn't sound like they'd be very effective or efficient do they? Well so it is when a writers computer is acting up.

With so many different things calling for my attention these days -- remember the spinning plates -- time management is critically challenging as it is. The last thing I need is when sitting down to write, is everything I click on or look at causing various, highly annoying popups.

Suddenly instead of researching background and reference material on my intended subject matter, I morph into an impromptu IT specialist, having to diagnose, troubleshoot, and fix my machine so that I may move on. Some people enjoy that sort of thing. They do it for a living. Me, right now I just want my computer to work. Properly.

After going through a whole litany of a checklist; making sure malware and antivirus is updated, uninstalling a whole host of suspicious looking programs, doing several scans and quarantining potential offenders, the pesky pop ups are still finding their way onto my screen.

Having spent the entire portion of my allotted time for writing, working on fixing this problem, now it's well past my bedtime. Frustrated, out of ideas, out of steam, and still having not completed my intended project.

Computers are supposed to make life easier right? Sigh. I bet the guys who use strictly pen and paper don't have these sort of first world problems.

I really wanted to write tonight.









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Researcher, independent investigative journalist, and entrepreneur, A.F. James MacArthur has been a member of the underground news network for over 20 years. During this time, he's been a frequent subject of attack by government officials under the guise of law enforcement. Although closely watched and followed, he's often boycotted from being given any credit for his work by mainstream media.
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