Journal – January 16th, 2020

Yesterday morning I woke up in a panic as I realized that next Monday is a mail holiday. Martin Luther King Jr day. So I knew I had to get what I wanted written and ready for mail pick up at 5 am this morning. This means the mail picked up today will go out of the prison mail system on Friday.

Journal – January 1st, 2020 (#2)

This morning I woke up and it was the first day of the New Year in the rest of my life. From this moment I shall give my absolute best effort in all that I do. Some days my best will not be as good as the day before. But it will be my best. I shall keep my focus and stay aware as I navigate through the waters of life, always loving and as kind as I can be.

Journal – January 1st, 2020 (#1)

As the new year begins, this is my wish for everyone: “On this first day of the year, may you fall madly in love this year. In love with someone who unhinges your tired trajectory, in love with a spouse of several years who might be aching for lighting, in love with demanding children and crazy relatives.

Journal – December 20th, 2019

It’s been a few days since I sat down to write. I have been taking a little time off and reading and resting a lot. This past Monday I woke to a bunch of noise and activity at 5 am. As we were suddenly informed we were being allowed to go to commissary.

Journal – December 13th, 2019

It’s been a minute since I sat to write my thoughts. The lockdown and pending shakedown and all that. Yesterday the devils conducted them cell search on me and I survived with everything intact. No big deal, and I am very grateful for that. By 10 pm yesterday I was back in my cell sorting through the pile of belongings that was on the floor. Spent yesterday and today cleaning my living area because those devils are filthy, half are sick with cold or flu or who knows what else. I now have everything back in order and in its place which makes me feel good. I am happy to say we are getting hot meals now, which is much better than the sack-lunch meals of a bologna sandwich, peanut butter sandwich and maybe 3 prunes! Remember, we must be grateful for all our blessings. The big one is again I do not have to worry another shakedown until mid-March 2020. That always feels good and something I am grateful for. Now I am back to my “Christmas vacation”.

Journal – December 6th, 2019

Friday 6th December 2019 at 3 pm songs: “Aqualung” and “ Bungle in the Jungle” by JETHRO TULL https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=B0jMPI_pUec https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tGltpPVLoL4 “Dream as if you will live forever and live as if you will die today”_ Unknown To survive the insanity that is life on Texas death row, you, by necessity learn to wear armour on … Continue reading “Journal – December 6th, 2019”

Journal – November 20th 2019

Wednesday 20th November 2019 Song: “Texas” by Chris REA. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qqBCurSwK3k “ You reap what you sow. Life is like a boomerang. Our actions, our deeds return to us sooner or later. We must give more to get more. We must give more of ourselves, our love, our time, our attention, to reap a beautiful harvest.” … Continue reading “Journal – November 20th 2019”

Journal – November 6th 2019

Journal_ November 2019 Wednesday 6th November 2019 Just a short while ago, Justin Hall was executed by lethal injection. They say he “was done” and volunteered. What kind of environment, live situation, living conditions will grind a man down to the point that he asks those devils to kill/murder/execute him? That’s my reality, that’s what … Continue reading “Journal – November 6th 2019”

Journal – February 21st 2019

Thursday February 14th 2019. Once again I have found my pen and write. My cell is on the second floor, what we call “two-row” and I am directly over the day room. This building is constructed of solid cement. The walls, floor, ceiling. And sound bounces, carries echoes off the walls. Most of the time … Continue reading “Journal – February 21st 2019”

Journal – February 1st, 2019

It seems that for the past few months I have done more thinking and reflecting than trying to write about the experiences that life sends my way. Sometimes when it seems like it’s non-stop I will sit still and listen, look and pay attention. Because the universe will send me hints and signs as to … Continue reading “Journal – February 1st, 2019”