Anonymous Prisoner #1

We find out the masters of the universe are child molesting predators and some how a minor knee injury by Lindsey Vaughn is the top news story tonight?

Seriously though it seems like everything capital touches just becomes fucking evil

Fuck it. Let's just start advertising medications to children while we're at it.

If you're not willing to pursue your dreams when things are at their worst, you may as well not start.

(5/5) When the man reached the top of the mountain he jumped as high as he could without fear of falling and without the support of the others. The man was not embarrassed, was not hurt, was not wet and was not cold. The man flew high into the sky, a shining light for others to follow.

(4/5) The friends began to climb a mountain and reached the snow. His friend told the other he didn't want to get cold and he stopped.
"But once you fly you'll be warmed by the sun." the man said. The friend shrugged and left.

(3/5) Next the friends reached a rock field. One friend told the others he didn't want to get hurt and he stopped.
"But once you fly you're skinned knees will feel good in the air" the man said. The friend shrugged and left. The others continued on. Now there were just two friends left.

(2/5) The others continued on. Soon enough the friends reached a river. One friend told the others he didn't want to get wet and he stopped.
"But once you fly you'll dry off and won't be wet at all at all" the man said. The friend shrugged and left. The others continued on.

(1/5) A group of friends decided they wanted to fly like birds and so they ran as fast as they could jumping into the air. One friend told the others he didn't want to be embarrassed and he stopped.
"But once you fly you won't be embarrassed at all" a man said. The friend shrugged and left.

Not yet! He gives his paintings as gifts to his family members for the most part

Here's one I have on hand. "Fresh Betrayal" ~ many other more elaborate works he's about to send out. (He's my brother, I manage this for him)

then everything would be fine" he thought as everyone else were paying their bills while he planned his endless days of leisure and self study. "If only."

"If only I had freedom" he thought as he spent the day painting, only interrupted when he wanted to take a nap or walk his dogs. "If only I had freedom, then I'd be happy" he thought wistfully to himself as he organized the groceries delivered to him as his lunch warmed up. "If only I had freedom,

It took me 29 years to discover the incredible effects of producing art. I couldn't imagine my life without it

So many men live under the shadow of the parole boards without bothering to try and set a light of hope. They believe the darkness is too complete. Brightening my own darkness isn't enough for me. I want to patent flashlights.

Sorry about that — I’m managing the account for someone who can’t use the app directly, and an automated follow script glitched. It wasn’t intentional, and I believe it’s fixed now.

Thanks for letting me know.

I will not allow myself to be chained. Everyday I will search from the things enslaving me. In prison the walls, bars and fences are the least of your worries. You are the only one who can deprive yourself of freedom.

Honesty is rarer than sobriety, has it always been like this?

There is a moment
Before the lights turn on
And everyone wakes up
Where this isn't a prison
It's peace
I'm in no hurry to get up
Morning will come soon enough on it's own

When hard on crime doesn't work, you must not be going hard enough...not

Seriously, have any of my captors read a fucking book

It always makes me laugh when gangbangers talk shit about trans women in prison because a lot of them are the ones sneaking to meet up late at night to have some fun.

A good day in prison when I eat miso soup and sushi, then work on my latest oil painting

Me: I'm about to paint a naked woman
Neighbor: You're always about to paint a naked woman

do i rhyme
or does time
demand construction
contrary to popular
conceptions of form and
if i learn to write
do i learn to think
am i anything more
than what came before?

it's been over a decade if it's been a moment
since we spoke
since i held you
did i hold you
were we real
or just a dream
now, imprisoned by time
separated by prison
i don't even know you
but i ache from how much i miss you

No blood for oil.

Does anyone actually buy the shit they feed on the news?

I pledge allegiance, to the profits, of the corporations and puppets of America. And to the stakeholders, who all demand, one monopoly, under cis white male God, divisible unevenly among the empowered, for injustice and slavery for all.

Warcrime: a serious violation of the laws of armed conflict (unless you're the United States)