Joseph Edward Corcoran was an American convicted mass murderer executed on December 18, 2024, for a 1997 quadruple murder in Indiana. Corcoran’s story is a whirlwind of family dysfunction.
I’m starting to think I might have a built-in flaw when it comes to searching for photographs. In this media-saturated world we live in, you’d assume it’d be easy to find high-resolution, unaltered images of “notable” individuals. But nope—apparently not. Case in point:
What is it about Joseph’s body configuration that causes his clothing to fall/shift to his right side? I added up the number 992454 on his fake-ass looking placard…I’ll give you 33 guesses what it totals, but you’ll only need one.
It looks like they pasted the top photo onto some random inmate…right?
The Early Years: A High School Career Interrupted by Double Murder Charges
Born with “movie star-like” looks (according to someone, somewhere), Corcoran was a loner who had no friends—though he could successfully build and detonate small explosives in the forest. That’s… something? His high school journey was rudely interrupted during his sophomore year when he was indicted for the murder of his parents, allegedly carried out with a 12-gauge shotgun.
The evidence? Circumstantial. His alibi? Sketchy. Friends testified he had generously offered them $200 and a shotgun to take out his parents. But without direct evidence, Corcoran was acquitted and went on to live with his siblings. Talk about awkward Thanksgiving dinners. And didn’t they just tell us he was a loner with no friends?
The Family Drama That Escalated to Murder
Fast forward five years: Corcoran, now 22, was living with his 30-year-old former Marine brother James (and oh yeah, his father was a Marine too) and their sister Kelly Nieto. One day, while Kelly was out shopping, Corcoran overheard James, Kelly’s fiancé, and two friends (both 30 years old, 33…one named Still Well…get it?) discussing his alleged involvement in his parents’ murder. Fueled by paranoia and maybe a dash of sibling rivalry, Corcoran escorted his seven-year-old niece to safety in an upstairs bedroom. He then loaded a semi-automatic rifle and murdered the four men.
When the other siblings caught wind of the incident, the family dynamic took a definitive turn for the worse. Kelly (mother of the 7-year-old that she trusted with her “questionable” brother), admitted that his guilt in the quadruple murder made her rethink everything—including the mysterious deaths of their parents. Wow Kelly…you think?!?! Kelly once recalled witnessing him punching himself in the face at age 15. When she asked their mother about it, her response was chillingly casual: “He does that all the time.” Though she felt completely at ease leaving her 7-year old with him during her shopping spree because, “she was the only one in the household that Corcoran seemed to talk to”.
The Final Chapter: Prison, Books, and Ben & Jerry’s
Corcoran’s final years in prison were marked by a surprising turn to intellectual pursuits. He taught himself Greek, presumably to read the Bible in its original language, and even authored Overcome the Enemy: Everything the Bible Tells Us About Satan. (A title that’s equal parts self-awareness and irony.)
Early on the morning of December 18, 2024, Corcoran was executed by lethal injection. He was pronounced dead at 12:44. His parents bodies were discovered at 8:30. 11/11 3:8 8:3. Just sayin’. His execution date, 12/18/2024 adds up to 11 as well.
His final meal was Ben & Jerry’s, and his last words were fittingly no-nonsense: “Not really. Let’s get this over with.” His wife, Tahina (Tahini is really just the base ingredient for tahina. To make it a little confusing tahini and tahina can also be used interchangeably)—whom he married in prison—was granted a final meeting with him.
The 4 Key Ingredients for this Tahini Ice Cream
- Cashew
- Coconut milk
- Maple Syrup
- Tahini
https://www.playfulcooking.com/tahini-ice-cream/
No media were allowed to attend Corcoran’s execution. The man who once amassed a collection of 32…not 33, firearms and wrote about overcoming Satan left behind a legacy of unanswered questions.
Piece of Mindful 
I just don’t have the energy to pursue these matters as you do … kudos. Yes, the numbers matter. As I see it, they are signals to other freemasons … this is fake is all they are saying to one another. Even the bible, Jesus dying at age 33, and 1963, JFK being shot on 11/22, first shot fired at 12:30, Dealey Plaza on the 33rd parallel.
My older brother was a priest, and I went camping and hiking with him and my son and another boy. They sat by the campfire one night, I retired early but overheard their conversation. He talked about the bible, and said that if it was read in its original Greek, it transcended and everything took on new and deeper meaning. He studied and read Greek in the seminary. He was an intellectual force.
I thought Wow, as much as I respect and admire my brother, that’s a confidence game. The whole thing with priesthood … saying he had inside knowledge, access to better information. He stands on the altar as the go-between, us and God, he the interpreter. It worked for him, people followed him, took it and him all seriously. My early life was spent thinking I walked in the shadow of a saint.
Not so much. I still love him, but with a wink and not with a prayer.
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Learning Greek, reading the Bible, this hints to Dr. Ammon Hillman. There are interviews and lectures, but fasten seatbelts before listening. The son of man, drugs and little boys. When it comes to Christ, everything goes…
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What I see when I look at Corcoran.
The body is a vehicle, a host. Simply put, (and theoretically but most often not in practice), the host vehicle possesses its own consciousness, spark of life.
Generally speaking, hosts are under the deluded assumption that they’re subservient to no other influence, that they have sole control of their thoughts, impulses, their vehicle.
That would be a wrong assumption.
The human form is made to host another presence, that of a driver. The hosting mode of operation is an inescapable fundamental function of this life form.
There are two persuasions of drivers, forces, LIFE or ANTILIFE.
Everything in this reality – in all of Creation – is/has been at battle, in a war, for either the possession/dominance/destruction of LIFE (micro/macro hence – the vehicle) or the collaborative stewardship/optimization/preservation of LIFE.
By this stage in the degradation, hosts are born infiltrated by antilife driver/s thanks to the inheritance of their lineage. And also, over its lifetime, will be continually subversively, cunningly, forcibly, hijacked, and boarded by the antilife hoard. They like orgies.
Parasiting is the functional basis of the matrix reality mechanism and of those that produce and manage it. Hosts are formed over time to reflect the nature of that/those driver/s.
Corcoran, the people highlighted here in this blog, are clear examples of an antilife hijacking/driving/forming, an operative, an expendable casualty of this war.
In Corcoran’s case, it appears he realized what was happening, made a different choice, took the action, and subsequently would be spared a hellish after existence. Just my assumption.
(Physical death itself is meaningless, it’s where the spark of LIFE/soul goes after that is relevant.)
To shift sides in the battle is simple yet extensive. It takes everything one has.
To be of LIFE, to host LIFE, here in the matrix parasitic reality, a host must come to conscious awareness of what is going on, what s/he has participated in, feel the full weight of it and take right action.
We are in a battle, no way around it. To not chose (not just some intellectual exercise, far from it) is a choice.
Purge the parasite, fight for LIFE or remain in the faux reality status quo as an antilife sol dier and continue to be consumed by the parasite. nom nom.
As utterly depressing as this view is, the opposite is, well.. very opposite 🙂
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Thank you so much for “liking” my fairly remedial take on matters. This is a very interesting comment. I believe you would be an awesome contributor to the blog…if so inclined.
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I appreciate thoughtful investigation/sharing of the mystery, truth, beauty.. that waits to be seen beneath this reality’s mundane veneer. Sometimes the frequency of the expression exchanged here is so clear and precise that it feels like I was given a back stage pass to hang with the band.
And I like to express my appreciation.
I do have an alien/demon/dimensional parasite story or two to offer but don’t know how to submit.
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The movie star looks would belong to Benicio del Toro. I think we may have a ‘brat’ here.
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