Gene Chapman's

Greetings Friends:

One of my favorite singers is the tenor Andre Bochelli. And I was privileged last evening to feel my soul rise in melody to touch the Divine once again as he sang, "Ave Maria." I'm not Catholic but I couldn't help thinking, "Yep, she was a good ol' gal and she spent her life taking one surprising order after another from God." That's the way the life of faith grows on us.

In a conversation with Michelle Naef, the Administrator of the M.K. Gandhi Institute for Nonviolence, located in Memphis, Tennessee, it was very surprising to me to discover that she felt there were two moral problems with continuing my fast:

1.) Gandhi taught not to fast against those who do not love us. (scroll down to see LETTER TO GEORGE JOSEPH, April 11, 1924)

2.) Gandhi taught not to fast against those who think they are in the right. (scroll down to see INTERVIEW TO VAIKOM DEPUTATION, May 20, 1924)

I quickly realized that I had profound new material to evaluate prior to continuing my death-fast against the IRS. By Saturday afternoon, after our big rally together, I had lost 55 pounds, could not hold down water and had something coming out of the pours of my skin that smelled like Malathion® (insecticide that my mother had used around our yard when I was young.) Whatever the 'stuff' was it was sticky like glue and very unpleasant. In short I was dying from my perspective, and I knew waiting for my mind to clear again for further evaluation of teh newly found material was not realistic. I had already been in a daze for the previous nights, not knowing if I would awaken in this life again in the morning.

So I ended the death fast according to the rules that God and I had agreed upon months before both in letter and spirit. And I am still evaluating this new profond material and its implications on the tax honesty movement.

Currently I am working to raise cash so that I might begin a Gandhian type 'Salt-March' to Washington, D.C. perhaps by Sunday, June 1, 2003. Starting right here where I am in Austin, Texas. At last call, Fred Smart is to fly in from Chicago to march with me to Washington, D.C. (1,300 miles by the beginning of September.)

Throughout my life and ministry I have come to find that the Winds of my God begin to blow when we, His people, rise up and begin to move toward right (Hebrews 11.)

"O Might God I pray this hour, Let righteousness flow like a mighty river and justice fall like rain, That every valley shall be exalted, and every mountain and hill shall be made low, and all the crooked places be made straight, and all the rough places be made plain (Isaiah 40:4) O my Mighty God, who established equity (Psalms 99:4) and are pleased at the overthrow of inequity (Proverbs 11:1); You, who overthrew Communist influences in America a hundred years ago by the power of Your Word (Ecclesiastes 3:13) in the pulpits of this Great Nation, do it once again! Fight the power of darkness that bathes the United States House of Representatives and Senate, O God, overthrow their Communistic motivation to tax the property of the people out from under them, by Your Word which exclaims throughout history's failure, as a beaconing light of liberty (Corinthians 3:17), that it is your gift to man to enjoy the fruits of all his labour (Ecclesiastes 3:13, Proverbs 31:31.) Stop the rape of this nation, O God, from the principalities and powers (Ephesians 6:12) who rage against you in the form of the IRS, the Treasury, the House, the Senate, the servant government of We The People, we being in your divine eyes - 'We the Caesars!" (Matthew 22:21) Breathe upon this TAX MARCH for the sake of our posterity, O God, who need to know freedom's breath upon their skin so that the whole of the earth might again hear a sure sound and that that great divine light from You might shine throughout all the earth!"

I pray this in the name of He who sits upon the white horse, whose vesture is dipped in blood, the only begotten of the Father, His Majesty Jesus the Christ, King of Kings and Lord of Lords.

Breathe, O God, upon this thing.

Most respectfully,

/s/ Gene K. Chapman

Austin, Texas