Wow seeing how depressing some of my posts are I’d like to kick my self!! I’ve always despised those kind of bloggers.. !! Now i have become one of those people ..
Thank God I am back into taking pictures because let me tell ya … I enjoy again .. lol For real though , I have to say if you’re going through something go get a hobby.. If ya feel kinda bla, go get a hobby, it’s the best medicine there is …. ( next to the wizard .. )
So…. Well… let me see here … Ravens World champs !!! I like that.. Well look not much I can think to write on today people but ( not that I have a band a followers lol ) I’ll be writting more because I like posting pictures and its an excuse to do so..
So I finally have a camera. I write less when I can not add photos, at least new ones.
My life is starting to look up. I have decided to go to school to be a geriatric nursing aide so I can look after older ppl as my career. I love taking and editing pictures its a hobby I have enjoyed my whole life. Thing is how can I use it to bring being an x con or poor out to the service, the poor and X cons are treated. So stay tuned for more!!!
ONE DEAD ONE DOESNT TALK TO ME AND THE SISTER IS A BITCH… THATS FAMILY FOR YOU .. SO OUT OF THE FOUR OTHERS IN THE PICTURE I STILL TALK TO ONE MY BROTHER DAD IS DEAD STEP MOM IS MEAN AND MY STEP SISTER IS A BITCH
The last 18 years of life for me had been spent on an island called Cape Hatteras.. Its a small island off the coast of North Carolina.. Its part of who I am .. We are from a part of the 60 mile long 1 mile wide island called kinnakeet. As of late I have been homesick.. I almost had a baby with a girl from there. I have lots of ties to that place, all my friends are there .
But I had been betrayed, my family does not want me to go there ever again.. I can not blame them for a local by the name of Andrew set me up o go to the pen.. and that my friend when you are betrayed by someone who grew up around you and where part of your trusted inner circle. It hurts deeply.. So I can’t go back at least not for a little while. I miss it. I miss my friends, thing is life goes on and I am out of site out o f mind.. I would feel that way to I guess but I just can’t get in the swing around here .. My heart has been broken here as well… Death looms I guess..
I am not one for believing in all quote un quote fortune tellers. I do believe at certain times of the year we act or even feel different, another words we react in certain ways at certain times of the year. I don’t think there’s a certain model to go by I just think that our energies and pheromones change at this time of the year and make us act and react differently.I know that I get very irritable and lash out at times like I’m more angry in the winter. I mean its so intense that its noticeable. I know the Sun has vitamins in its existence. And they probably make us feel better even make us more confident. I feel like I’m more confident when the weather is warm. But when its cold I’m like a sad sack not wanting to do anything. I’m telling the weather really does help determine my moods. I hate to use the word luck so ill use the word blessed instead, summertime I’m definitely more blessed than I am in the winter. I also believe we reap what we sow so we bring on the stuff that’s coming to it including but not limited to mood and depression. So how do I control how do I make it better because I know every single winter things don’t go as good as I want. It’s like the winter time is my punishment for the summertime.So the winter is when I need to do good, help my enemy so when that old winter-time comes my life harvest won’t be tainted…..
The following was posted in my PRM Facebook group. I had to share ( with permission, of course!) with you all….
Via Keri Driver “My husband is an inmate at Avenal State Prison in Avenal, CA. He has managed to stay in school through correspondence courses despite trips to the “hole” and adverse transfers. He wrote this paper as one of his English 102 papers. I wanted to share so maybe the public would look at prisoners in a different light.”
The Reflections of an Inmate
By Thomas E. Driver
When members of society hear, see, or use the word “inmate”, it most often carries the image as being f lesser worth or value. The stereotypical depiction is negative, often fueling contempt, judgment, scorn and rejection from the majority of the members of society.
That is, until it enters a person’s personal life. The common response towards the word…
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As Christmas is celebrated in Incarceration Nation, it’s worth remembering certain things about the two figures who dominate this holiday.
As more than 3,000 Americans sit on death row, we revere the birth of a man who was arrested, “tried,” sentenced, and put to death by the state. The Passion is the story of an execution, and the Stations of the Cross trace the path of a Dead Man Walking.
Less well known is the fact that Saint Nicholas, the early Christian saint who inspired Santa Claus, was once a prisoner, like one in every 100 Americans today. Though he was beloved for his kindness and generosity, Nicholas acquired sainthood not only by giving alms, but in part by performing a miracle that more or less amounted to a prison break.
Nicholas was the 4th-century Greek Bishop of Myra (in present-day Turkey). Under…
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well in Washington DC its the 20th of December but in the eastern part of Asia it is the 21st. Everyone knows about that day So from now till 6am tomorrow DC time is the true twenty four hour period. Cause even though its 1am DC time it would be the 22 which is too late. So tomorrow six am DC time is 12 am the 22 new Zealand time which means humanity beat the fucking MAYAN BITCHS