*WARNING!* May contain disturbing descriptions of graphic violence.

 

Subj: Lust
Date: 12/17/2000 2:10:59 PM Eastern Standard Time
From: se7en@emailshows.com (The Search For John Doe)
To: drivingmrspacey

To: You
From: John Doe
Subject: Lust

I saw you waiting to cross the street today. You seemed a little tired and listless.

Lust: Bodily appetite; especially excessive sexual desire. "Abstain from fleshy lusts, which war against the soul." Peter 2:11

None of them sickened me as much as the disease spreading sex addict. Only in a world this depraved and fallen could you try to say these were innocent people and keep a straight face.

That's the point. We see a deadly sin on almost every street corner, and in every home-literally. And we tolerate it. Because it's common, it seems trivial, and we tolerate, all day long, morning, noon and night. 

Not anymore. I'm setting the example, and it's going to be puzzled over and studied and followed, forever.

Those who see may learn to do. Imagine an army of vengeful angels, multiplying across the earth. 

Don't ask me to pity the people I killed. I don't mourn them anymore than I mourn the thousands who died in Sodom and Gomorrah. 

I rather like my new name. "John Doe." John, my second favorite apostle. Doe, a deer, a female deer. Emblem of my innocence. Bambi am I. Alone in a jungle. Moving unseen unnoticed among the ANIMALS. Teeth well hidden.

By the way, are you exercising? Eating properly. You must be careful these days. The wolf is at the door.

(I knew I was looking a bit dragged out lately, but I didn't know I looked *that* bad!)

Subj: Monday Night Football
Date: 12/17/2000 4:45:23 PM Eastern Standard Time
From: se7en@emailshows.com (The Search For John Doe)
To: drivingmrspacey

To: You
From: John Doe
Subject: Monday Night Football

It doesn't matter who I am. Who I am means absolutely nothing. I'm notspecial. I'm not exceptional.

This is, though.

What I'm doing. My work. You can't see the whole...the whole complete Actyet. Not yet. But, when this is done, it's going to be... so... so...

It's going to be flawless. People will barely be able to comprehend it. Itwill seem almost surreal... but it will have a tangible reality, so theywon't be able to deny it.

I can't wait for you to see. I can't wait. It's really going to besomething.

Tomorrow night, December 18th, we can begin.

Watch "Monday Night Football" on television. Watch it very carefully,because I will have a message for you there.

Oh, don't worry: you won't miss it. You won't miss a thing.
Se7en as you've never seen it

Subj: It's working
Date: 12/18/2000 2:56:42 PM Eastern Standard Time
From: se7en@emailshows.com (The Search For John Doe)
To: drivingmrspacey

To: You
From: John Doe
Subject: It's working

A newspaper writer says: "John Doe has patiently planned some of these crimes for more than a year. He has targeted his victims with painstaking precision, calculating every minute detail. Body by body, he is cleansing the filth from what he believes is a morally bankrupt society."

And yet Detective Mills tries to tell me MY MESSAGE ISN'T GETTING THROUGH.

Wanting people to pay attention, you can't just tap them on the shoulder. You have to hit them in the head with a sledgehammer. Then, you have their strict attention.

It's working.

Today I feel the same perfect calm I felt when I first realized what I was going to do; the same feeling which suffuses me after I complete each part of the Act.

On the subway today, a man came to me to start a conversation. He made small talk, just a lonely man, talking about the weather and other things. I tried to be pleasant and accommodating, but my head began to hurt from his banality. I almost didn't notice it had happened, but I suddenly threw up all over him. He was not pleased, and I couldn't help laughing.

I have never been more sure of my purpose.

Subj: Pride
Date: 12/19/2000 11:56:02 PM Eastern Standard Time
From: se7en@emailshows.com (The Search For John Doe)
To: drivingmrspacey

To: You
From: John Doe
Subject: Pride

I DID NOT KILL HER. SHE WAS GIVEN A CHOICE.

Pride: "An overhigh opinion of oneself. Disgrace goes before destruction, and pride before misfortune." Proverbs 16.18

Psalms 101:5 (NIV) "... Whoever has a proud heart, him will I not endure."

Proverbs 16:5 (NIV) "The LORD detests all the proud of heart. Be sure of this: They will not go unpunished."

Proverbs 16:18 (NIV) "Pride goes before destruction, a haughty spirit before a fall."

I glued sleeping pills in one hand.
I glued the telephone to the other.
I disfigured her.
She could have called for help.
Her vanity would not allow it.
She has reaped what she has sown.

So be it.
Amen.

Subj: Solitary
Date: 12/20/2000 7:40:07 PM Eastern Standard Time
From: se7en@emailshows.com (The Search For John Doe)
To: drivingmrspacey


To: You
From: John Doe
Subject: Solitary

I once spent 180 days in punitive long-term solitary confinement. It was there that I met Him face to face.

Have you ever been in solitary? It is a unique experience, one every man should have. Because there you learn what hell is, and slowly learn the meaning of true justice.

Claustrophobia comes first, like drowning in air. Then the cramps, vomiting, retching. Then the guards come in and the truncheons begin to pound--like nails in the cross.

They cuff your ankles and your hands and suspend you between two steel bedframes-and then beat you again. You are left naked and bleeding on your knees.

Then they leave you-- in perfect darkness. Not dim, NO glimmer of light, no reflection, no shades of light. Insects move in the darkness, hundreds of them, competing for your food, covering you when you sleep. The food itself is called a starvation diet, the minimum required to stop your digestive system from shutting down completely. Your organs, in the dark, are highlighted, each with their particular kind of pain. A hole in the floor is caked in the feces of your predecessors.

State law assigned me a Bible.

I opened the Book and the Book opened me and I felt its electricity ripple through me and knew that I would never be alone in the dark again.

In the dark I could close my eyes and see Him, ringed in light.

We began to talk.

And in this state, immersed in the pain that only true apostles know, I received my vision of the punishment of sin. At the end of the sentence, barely alive, I said to the warden, "thank you. You have made me a man." I was sincere in my gratitude, and I will never forget the look on his face. It was fear.

Subj: Be ready for anything
Date: 12/22/2000 1:36:11 AM Eastern Standard Time
From: se7en@emailshows.com (The Search For John Doe)
To: drivingmrspacey

To: Profiler
From: William Somerset
Subject: Be ready for anything

I fear John Doe will commit another attack shortly. I don't pretend any special foresight but he's made himself pretty clear.

He's done five of his "Acts" thus far: gluttony, greed, sloth, lust and pride. His email sermon to us has now reviewed those five sins, and the crimes he attached to them.

Two sins are left, and I feel certain he will soon feel impelled to put action behind his words. His next victims will be people he sees as guilty of Wrath and Envy.

My God...Think about your closest friends-how many of them might be considered "guilty" of those sins?

How do you protect half the world from a man who considers being human a capital crime?

I, for one, am violently angry at this man, and I envy those with the faith to pray for him to stop.

Best regards,

William Somerset

Page 1 Greetings; Love; It breaks my heart; Listen to Me
Page 2 Anger; Doctor, heal thyself; No Subject
Page 3 First lesson; Italian & German; Gluttony; Sloth; Files
Page 4 Greed; Blowing off steam; Never Quit; Let them  all talk
Page 5 Lust; Monday Night Football; It's working; Pride; 
Solitary; Be ready for anything
Page 6 Coming Attractions

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