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It is life in all of the lanes -fast or slow- because when you check out of life there is no reserve to cover your note, bill of fare. Day-to-day expenses to assure that your life is in balance: is this available? And if not, why not? This is my story; if there is any part of my story that you can attest to because a similar thing happened to you when you interacted with the system than join with theblackmarket.me and unionize behind the truth that the system is broken; and it created the environment which molded the situation. Now, in my case, the system exposed my genitals to the court and placed me in a very hostile environment. For example, I was told that my penis was going to be cut off and turned into a "spirit pouch" because my great, great uncle, or father cut off the breast of his grandmother and turned it into a tobacco pouch when she was a young girl nursing his great grandfather. Meanwhile, the judge decided that sense both governors already signed the warrants t...

It is girl to girl in the mind; it is girl to girl in role; it is not girl to girl in body; but, the body part differences fits the opposites function. for example, two girls getting together and no tulip, or a transgender male and a lesbian. the he/she offers tulip and breasts. It is not 100% so the question becomes how satisfactory is it? Are you satisfied if you are 75% of the solution?  Compare that to men in prison and it is only men to man. So what you have there is gay male of the mind and body coupling with male/male or male/bi and that seems to be 50% satisfactory. But, in prison sexuality is always the flavor to the day. It's also true that you may not like that flavor. Sometimes you have to take that flavor anyway. In prison sexuality is inculcated within the prison's mind set. It is so potent too; it fuses from the in side the prison outward into the community; it is one of society's urban legends. The ebb and flow of male sexuality in an environment of eruption...

Yes, the key to life is having a robust social life, but because I'm listed as a sex offender, it is absent. 'Fear' is what others feel and that puts me in an awkward imbalance to society. Let me tell you what happens: In prison the sex offender is set up to be raped or molested by the other prisoners, and this practice is saying that if you have to molest someone well then molest the rapist. Now, on the out side of the 'icicle garden,' the same labeling is going on to the point where a registered sex offender is walking around with a target on their back saying if you have to rape someone rape me. I am never relaxed in the US any more or maybe I 'should' say SC. And SC is where I live; it is not a safe environment for me, and it seems that I'm not the only one out there who feels that the environment is not safe, just the one with the target on his back. But, I "could" claim a robust life from hell to live in, punishment is my daily bread, tas...

Let us set the stage: my head is full of many piles of "shit." When dealing with the first pile of shit, I altered my attention onto another pile of shit and left the first pile to attenuate itself. The question is: what happens to the remainder of the first pile of shit? The pile ferments on its own serving up another mysterious effluent. Continuing on, I formed the habit of going from one pile to the next pile and never finishing any of the piles; the mystery is becoming more powerful because it is made up of piles of broken shit. My brain is shifting like the sands of lost deserts from the past, I am the "stench" composite of self. Well, what is a pile of shit other than another one of life's experiences? And the stage upon which life's experiences unfurls could be landscaped in a variety of settings, but 'should' be noted that to get along, the art of "suspending disbelief" is essential to understanding another point of view.   

You could get in the shower with the water gently touching. You could tell your- self to suspend disbelief and use your imagination seeing and feeling the one you shower with, self. Accept self as you accept "X" as the object to resolve. " I will not do anything that tomorrow has to wake up to. This is "self's" trip. What do I mean? "Dance with the one that brought you." Now step into the shower and enjoy the touch.

The most restrictive restrict brings about a very limited force leaving the brain inhibited, so when that brain finds creativity it can become a controlling force. For example, each morning you wake up in the off position because that is your base line, most restrictive restrict. Using 420 as a working metaphor, consuming a 'joint' and or understanding its affect is what gives life meaning. Thinking out side of the 'box.' The idea is to let go of what you know so that you can learn something new about the situation at hand, moment to moment learning within the environment. Now how do you get this mind set? Poverty is a great contributor for it lacks socialization. And the world around poverty is all socialized in a very esoteric way - lack of educational opportunities during early development. etc. I think that you can find poverty living in many environments where you find neglect the functioning life style, rich or poor-  the brain in a niggardly environment. Now this...

I think that I, as you do too, need to have the opportunity to share with others in ways that are different then when I'm not trying to survive. Survival is a full time endeavor for a felon. For example, I can step upon the stage and play my part and it would be OK. Yet, playing my part on another stage, I'm branded a 'felon,' not suitable for consumption. Please remember that"All the world is a stage...." On today's stage the felon's becoming the "urban legend." It is one of those twisted myths that help to guide these twisted ways. It's imagination spawned off itself becoming a mysterious truth. The truth is quite simple; we are all sinners, felons. Yes, but if you isolate all the sinners than that's all there would be. Sinners do not want to sin all the time; sometimes sinners want to be people too. This legend veils the felon in a negative light, castrating future opportunity. Crushing all spirit. Setting the stage for revenge, th...