04-05-2015, 03:56 AM
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Edit Reason: Behind The Words Thank you , Merri. I truly want Travis to be remembered as the man who made people laugh, the man who brightened the room, the man wh
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Behind The Words
I finally had the courage to look, lol (Rachel told me it was good). I offer my most sincere thanks to each of you. If not for your encouragement (and honestly, some of it came from comments you've made in random discussions about the case), I would have never taken the plunge. My deepest hope, my goal, my desire, and my objective has always been to unmask the monster who not only stole a human life, but who took extreme measures to insure that her victim knew what was happening to him. Did he think, "Will she get away with this?". Did he think, "Oh my God...my grandmother. She won't survive this."? Did he think, "Is she going to leave my dead body here, or is she going to put it in the trunk of her car and bury it in the desert"? I know he was thinking something, and I know he realized he was dying. That is a horribly suffocating reality.
Jodi Arias is addicted to death. She killed him three times while he was still breathing, and then she attempted to kill his memory in court. Her trial was a disgrace -- an absolute disgrace. I've read about those last terminal moments of his life so many times, but still, I secretly hope for the impossible. Maybe, just maybe, it will end some other way. It never does, and it never will. I so desperately wanted him to live. When you get this involved in a line by line breakdown of a trial, you can sometimes lose sight of what actually happened. Usually, that reality hits me in the middle of the night. I'll wake up at 2:00 or 3:00 AM, and this murder lingers in the air of my bedroom. I feel it, and it is so disturbing. I wonder about his fading vision and his pain. I am convinced that she depleted mankind on June 4, 2008.
I feel for his family. I worry about his family. I don't know them, and I probably never will. However, I see what this has done to them, and I count them among the victims of this butcher named Arias. I want his memory to be honored and respected. I do not want the disgusting tarnish of Jodi Arias to touch Travis Alexander. Honestly, I was never a proponent of the death penalty -- until I followed this case. It is so disturbing that the life of Jodi Arias has been ascribed more value and more worth than that of Travis Alexander. My hope is that he really is in a better place -- free of the diseased individual who stole his life. For Jodi Arias, I have no feeling -- no compassion and no sympathy. If we could put her in a rocket ship and let her circle Saturn until she died a natural death, I'd be very happy.
Behind The Words
Thank you , Merri. I truly want Travis to be remembered as the man who made people laugh, the man who brightened the room, the man who took the time to make up care packages and hand them out to those on the street, and the man who believed that he was serving his creator and mankind to the best of his ability. I think of that little boy -- the one who overcame horrific odds -- and I get angry. He was just beginning to understand who he was and what he could do to make his corner of the world a better place. Was he flawed? Yes, and those flaws are what made him human. His flaws are why we relate to him. He is our brother, our son, our grandson, or our nephew. Travis would have prevailed in life, and it is inexcusable for one twisted woman (who refused to receive treatment or medication for her obvious disorder) to secure her name in history because of her crime.
Behind The Words
I finally had the courage to look, lol (Rachel told me it was good). I offer my most sincere thanks to each of you. If not for your encouragement (and honestly, some of it came from comments you've made in random discussions about the case), I would have never taken the plunge. My deepest hope, my goal, my desire, and my objective has always been to unmask the monster who not only stole a human life, but who took extreme measures to insure that her victim knew what was happening to him. Did he think, "Will she get away with this?". Did he think, "Oh my God...my grandmother. She won't survive this."? Did he think, "Is she going to leave my dead body here, or is she going to put it in the trunk of her car and bury it in the desert"? I know he was thinking something, and I know he realized he was dying. That is a horribly suffocating reality.
Jodi Arias is addicted to death. She killed him three times while he was still breathing, and then she attempted to kill his memory in court. Her trial was a disgrace -- an absolute disgrace. I've read about those last terminal moments of his life so many times, but still, I secretly hope for the impossible. Maybe, just maybe, it will end some other way. It never does, and it never will. I so desperately wanted him to live. When you get this involved in a line by line breakdown of a trial, you can sometimes lose sight of what actually happened. Usually, that reality hits me in the middle of the night. I'll wake up at 2:00 or 3:00 AM, and this murder lingers in the air of my bedroom. I feel it, and it is so disturbing. I wonder about his fading vision and his pain. I am convinced that she depleted mankind on June 4, 2008.
I feel for his family. I worry about his family. I don't know them, and I probably never will. However, I see what this has done to them, and I count them among the victims of this butcher named Arias. I want his memory to be honored and respected. I do not want the disgusting tarnish of Jodi Arias to touch Travis Alexander. Honestly, I was never a proponent of the death penalty -- until I followed this case. It is so disturbing that the life of Jodi Arias has been ascribed more value and more worth than that of Travis Alexander. My hope is that he really is in a better place -- free of the diseased individual who stole his life. For Jodi Arias, I have no feeling -- no compassion and no sympathy. If we could put her in a rocket ship and let her circle Saturn until she died a natural death, I'd be very happy.
Behind The Words
Thank you , Merri. I truly want Travis to be remembered as the man who made people laugh, the man who brightened the room, the man who took the time to make up care packages and hand them out to those on the street, and the man who believed that he was serving his creator and mankind to the best of his ability. I think of that little boy -- the one who overcame horrific odds -- and I get angry. He was just beginning to understand who he was and what he could do to make his corner of the world a better place. Was he flawed? Yes, and those flaws are what made him human. His flaws are why we relate to him. He is our brother, our son, our grandson, or our nephew. Travis would have prevailed in life, and it is inexcusable for one twisted woman (who refused to receive treatment or medication for her obvious disorder) to secure her name in history because of her crime.