Your post was pretty difficult to understand. It didn't make any sense.
My point is that it's way easier to regulate a trackable material good than it is trying to make sure all Americans have sane thoughts all the time and don't go on shooting rampages (ie trying to treat all the mental health problems int his country). Saying let's fix mental health as a way to solve the gun issue is like saying let's fix the temperature of the sun as a way to solve global warming. It's theoretically possible but way less practical than the alternative.
I appreciate you saying that I did not make any sense. I am used to that but generally just get insults for it. For my part I do understand your point that gun control as a matter of registering and tracking guns is something that can be and is to some degree is already being done. I am for rational gun control. The argument will come down as to what is rational say in my opinion vs someone else's. That is a political question. So why am I harping on mental health.
I do not see the world in the usual way that others do, in my opinion. When I was young I looked at the world and found it to be unbearably painful. Everywhere I looked there was war misery and suffering, massive levels of inhumanity everywhere. I had to find a way to deal with that, to make sense of it and to know that in the end it was all part of some plan that would right the injustice that everywhere the innocent suffered. So I set out to find a way to prove to myself and having done that prove to others that life is really OK. That it will all right itself in the end. This is what Christianity had told me would be the case.
So I began to search and I read every so called philosophy and religion I could find that purported to deal with the question and it all seemed to me to be nothing more that rationalizations based on assumed assumptions I could, myself not make. I was merciless. I demanded evidence as proof and nothing could satisfy me. I read the existentialists and found what they found, no exit. I was doomed to endless hopelessness and the knowledge that all our suffering won't ever be taken away. I let go and died to all hope.
Then I ran into Zen. Here were people who believed nothing just like me but who did not suffer. That was a tremendous shock. How could that possibly be. Why were they free and I was not? Why were they alive emotionally and I was dead to life? So I lay in bed one night trying to understand why I suffered? How could anybody life in a meaningless world and be happy. My thoughts ended when the my attention shifted to the sound of the wind hitting the house and I suddenly understood everything. It's hard to forget knowing that you knew everything there is to know. I don't mean I suddenly had access to vast stores of information. I mean that I answered the only question there is. Whatever question you may have is caused by a dream that any questions exist. There is no spoon, there are no questions. Everything is perfect as it is.
So what does this mean. It means that suffering is a creation of imagination and fear, identification with externals that we engender with belief, and to believe amounts to creating
a prison via attachment to it. Belief is the result of conditioning and the conditioning was profound because people will die for what they believe. The believer knows what the good is. He lives in a delusional state.
So when i say that what you are doing is wishing there were laws that control what people can do so what's in their heads can't find the tools to manifest, you are treating symptoms rather than causes. That is fine as far as it goes but it is insufficient in my opinion. When I say I don't want to control anything it is because it is control that created the mess we are in in the first place. We are controlled by our programming, our attachment to and worship of what we were told is sacred. When I say I don't want to control anything; I don't have to control anything, it is because I died to the things that were controlling me. I died to my sacred cows, to my religious faith, to my hope for respect within my family, to my worldly ambitions, to all I had worked to achieve for the sake of honesty. It was all worthless and empty.
And when I say I understand where any urge I might have to kill anybody comes from and I am not identified with such thinking, I am saying I know what it means to die to everything you believe, to feel what you feel when all of it is taken, the anger the rage, the desire for revenge, and finally the grief and acceptance there is no escape. When I say I I don't have any hope that I can control what others are thinking, I am saying I know how deeply I was controlled and what it cost to get free. When I say I believe that if others had understanding of how they operate they would have all the self control I could ever ask for and more I am saying that everything I feared when it happened set me free. So when I say you are afraid that someone will impose some sort of mental prison on you which is just a projection of your actual condition, I am saying that was what was operational in me.
When I first read Zen it threw me into a rage. How dare they enjoy a meaningless life. But all it was was envy. Fortunately for me my pain was so great I had to read more.
Hope this helps a bit.