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Bruce Phillips's Profile
Age: 28
Location: CA
Total Blog Entries: 2
Inmate Blog Entry:Friday, August 29 2014
Inmate Blog Category:FRIENDSHIP
THE PLEASURE IS ALL MINE

“THE PLEASURE IS ALL MINE” It’s a pleasure to catch your observance, capture your sight with my appearance. I’m obliged if you feel a hint of amusement that you’ve come across a gangster with a touch of intelligence. Shall I gesture towards what is of significance, clarify I can offer a hint of improvement; it’s to your advantage to prosper from this coincidence. It can be an adventure to make me of relevance electrify you with a hint of excitement flossing my unique swagger and touch of confidence. For we can nurture each other, offering assurance, get to personify a relationship, with a hint of attunement, conserve your appetite for this touch of adolescence. Maybe you’re in search for a figure to offer guidance, justify your needs with a hint of encouragement, and immerse your feelings to be in touch under my influence. Allure your mind to follow in pursuance, magnify your spirit, for I offer a hint of escapement. You deserve to bless yourself with a touch of prominence. I’m sure to stick around in perseverance, come and fortify your wants with a hint of atonement, reserve the need with a touch of providence. You’re welcome to attempt to manufacture a possible romance intensify your life with a hint of my acquirement, converse with my caliber of acquiescence. So go ahead and mail me a lecture taking advantage of this circumstance, notify me in writing as I sit with a hint of refinement, toss your whispers contacting via correspondence. ~Bruce~

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Samuel Baker's Profile
Age: 38
Location: KY
Total Blog Entries: 2
Inmate Blog Entry:Sunday, September 7 2014
Inmate Blog Category:


Does a person's mistakes and bad choices define who they are? Yes, I made mistakes and bad choices that society would consider unforgivable. Those mistakes caused me to lose everything I had, including my children which I may never see again. It's easy to judge others without looking at ourselves first. Everyone has done something they aren't proud of. I don't judge others by what they may have done, although I may not like or agree with whatever was done. I base my opinion on a person by their personality and character. One of my biggest fears is not having anyone to spend the rest of my life with. Do I deserve to have someone love and care about me? Maybe I don't, but I hope someone will give me a chance. I know it will take a lot to prove to someone that I can be trusted and I am willing and prepared to do whatever it may take. Even if no one is interested in a romantic relationship. I still want to be trusted as a friend. I have always believed, and still do, that everything happens for a reason. I don't know what the reasons are they led me up to where I am now. I can only trust that God has his reasons and will let me know!

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Ladel Harrison's Profile
Age: 45
Location: SC
Total Blog Entries: 2
Inmate Blog Entry:Monday, September 8 2014
Inmate Blog Category:
“MAY YOUR HAPPINESS SHINE THRU BY THE LUXURY OF ACCEPTANCE…, AND YOUR ACCEPTANCE GIVE LIGHT TO GREATER EXPECTATIONS”

Ladies, do you know a letter is a secretive communication? And building a friendship involves “anticipation”!! A short friendly message, a parable, a joke or a letter filled with wit, wisdom or satire…and most of all encouragement…it brings a state of serenity to all the severely wounded victims (like us) who once/or still is participating in the endless tiresome battle in the war call “friendship and love”. A letter is the first step to help patch up and speed up the progress in healing the many wounds that “loneliness” brings…a letter is much needed and it brings forth “endless desires, dreams and praises”…, just like the various fragrances from a flower…or a rose, which only mimics just some of the “natural beauty that a woman possesses in her heart” ….letters are always considered one of the greatest gifts and continue to be a priceless means of making an opening impression on a person(s) heart…,” A sincere and thoughtful persuasive letter is the perfect compass to lead off with to explore each others minds…and reconnoiter the beautiful terrain of each others heart(s). And that’s just a few of the beautiful benefits of “me meeting you”, so lets each be ourselves and take the luxury of being absolutely sincere with each other…and also know that nothing you say or did in the past will change all the loving things I’m trying to offer you from my heart…as a friend…to a friend. Mother Theresa once said: “The greatest disease in the world today is loneliness”….and for many, many years I’ve been suffering with a severe case of this disease called “loneliness” and I know it’s a beautiful and compassionate woman out there “just like you” that has the antidote to cure my disease called “loneliness”….the cure is in the movement of your fingertips, try it, it won’t take up too much of your time. “And thank you for taking the time out to read this”.

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Crystal Isenhower's Profile
Age: 37
Location: WV
Total Blog Entries: 1
Inmate Blog Entry:Tuesday, September 9 2014
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As summer is coming to a close, I am reaching out seeking new friends. The winters here are so long and boring. It would be wonderful to have someone to make my days brighter. I am a loyal person and will be sure to respond to each letter I receive. Currently all I have going on is work and one new class. So, if you would like to get to know me, just write. I feel like nobody wants to use “snail mail” anymore but it’s my only option. P.S. The institution prohibits the use of address labels, so please write out your returns. I hope to hear from you soon!

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Derrick Fuller's Profile
Age: 35
Location: TX
Total Blog Entries: 1
Inmate Blog Entry:Tuesday, September 9 2014
Inmate Blog Category:
“US” (UNDERSTANDING SACRIFICE)

Foundation of friendship is built upon the principles of the definition of “US”….Belief in what’s to come of invested exhausted emotions and spirit, although emotions can falter and mislead, if proven to be the results of deception. Thus forth, making trust a major cornerstone and the virtue of honesty absolutely necessary. Trust, in turn, pushes a person to be willing to give what some may consider the “un-givable”. Sacrifice, if you will, themselves in unconceivable ways. Mentally, spiritually, financially, erotically…ultimately it all culminates to finding a singular person, (or in some cases several) that understands. Thus two, then becoming one, forming an “US”, because indeed, you both understand each others sacrifice. Sacrifice is made without promise of “Quid Pro Quo”. This negates sacrifice. Sacrifice is made simply because ….you understand. So with that said…Do you? …..Understand?

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James Kirk's Profile
Age: 39
Location: MN
Total Blog Entries: 1
Inmate Blog Entry:Wednesday, September 10 2014
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ATTN: I will soon be holding a press conference to announce that upon my untimely release I will be standing in front of the White House yelling at cars all day. My mental health having become so deteriorated I will have succumbed to lunging at dogs and screaming at pedestrians while wrestling them to the ground. The scream-fest will be broken by 15 minute fits of catatonia, most likely in the late afternoon. Among the topics I plan to address during my nine hour rant include: the ace of diamonds, bookshelves, the men trying to kill me, people from San Diego, those goddamn bananas, werewolf-ghosts and robots, robots EVERYWHERE. I may briefly stray from my main agenda to urinate on the White House lawn, but for the most part I will focus on the task at hand and spend the bulk of my day yelling at the various passing cars. Though I will shout at any vehicle that drives down Pennsylvania Ave, I will be focused primarily on police cars, pick-up trucks, and late-model Mitsubishi Galants. It should be noted that I will also attempt to gain the attention of bicyclists as well by shouting, “Hey there Mr. Bike Man!” or by singing the song “Bicycle” by Queen. A lot of what I intend to yell will be pre-planned. It will be things I’ve shouted may other times in my prison cell while chewing on my right forearm. But I will definitely want to leave some room open for improvisation. For instance, if a red car passes by I might become inclined to shout at the driver, “Where’d ya get that fancy red car? “ But, then if another red car drives by a bit later, I might become angry and demand that the driver stop and give me all of his kidney beans. My preparations for this event will be minimal; a large vat of macaroni and cheese will be cooked the night before and will be thrown into the street handfuls at a time. I will also be setting aside my lucky rubber band and a tree-branch for the occasion. When setting my mind to something, I do it with remarkable tenacity. I’ve been praised in the past for my determination, whether it’s decorating neighbor’s lawns in Christmas lights (in the middle of May), spitting into ATM machines, swallowing metal washers or selling discarded Lionel Richie CD’s to imaginary friends for $6 bucks, every project undertaken is bona-fide success! Yes, by the time of my release date next spring, I will be one truly focused loon. ‘Til then: Be Strange, but NOT a stranger!! See U soon, James

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Deameatreas Smith's Profile
Age: 31
Location: TX
Total Blog Entries: 1
Inmate Blog Entry:Wednesday, September 10 2014
Inmate Blog Category:
“RELATIONSHIPS”

Relationships are all about the association and connection between people. Some are just temporary; here today/and gone tomorrow. Others are impenetrable units that have been cultivated with unselfish love and care. They are polymer (taking on many forms); they are polycyclic (having many rhythms) and needless to say, they are necessary because (people need people) in all associations of life. We needed support from the day we were born and we will need someone when it’s our time to exit. It’s just human nature; we are inter-dependable, but this shouldn’t be a problem considering there are 6 billion people on one planet. However, I am serving a 25 year prison sentence, which as a result has deprived me of an open opportunity to engage in the natural process of building and socializing with a woman. It’s sad to say that I have spent all of my 20’s as a single man. I am waiting to meet this special someone who is strong and patient towards my situation. Amongst all things these are the qualities that I am seeking along with the willingness to allow me the time to share my heart and mind. I know that true intimacy bares its essence when we can find harmony in our lifestyles, as well as mental and emotional security; if not security, then definitely chemistry; if not chemistry then definitely lots of stimulation. I leave you now to your thoughts…. Take Care…. God Bless

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Robert Hartline's Profile
Age: 34
Location: TX
Total Blog Entries: 1
Inmate Blog Entry:Wednesday, September 10 2014
Inmate Blog Category:


You never know what might spark curiosity or interest in others. I know and believe that every person has something to offer and I cherish that. With the road of life wearing us down, we often experience things along the way and realize they don’t mean as much without someone to share them with. I’m always searching to make a connection with someone that will change my life and theirs. There is something magical about personal relationships that have the power to transform and unlock corridors of the heart that may have been closed for years. How amazing is it to have someone who will listen or inspire love and trust. I truly desire to build, cultivate and nurture meaningful friendship or relationships. I have faith that the passion I’m communicating will ignite a fire within those who read this. It’s rare that you find those with the compassion and love to look for something authentic in places where most think it’s nonexistent. I wake up everyday expecting the impossible to become possible. Optimism is one of life’s greatest gifts and I know any who stumble upon these words haven’t done so by chance. Some believe in fate, while others believe we create our own destiny. No matter what, the desire to have something personal and intimate burns deep inside everyone. Whether you are in the U.S. or many miles away, I look forward to your response. Please include your address if writing jpay and would like a response.

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David Kelly's Profile
Age: 44
Location: NY
Total Blog Entries: 1
Inmate Blog Entry:Thursday, September 11 2014
Inmate Blog Category:
"HOW DID THE CHURCH BOYS END UP IN PRISON?"

In 1983, me and my brother, Danny came to live with our maternal grandfather who was also Pastor of his church. Our living with him was due to our running away from the foster home we were put in because of our running away from our paternal grandparents' physical brutality. Little Flower Children's Services was the agency that places us both times. From the start, it was all about being in church, four times a week. The church is Mystery Soul Saving Station Church, located in Bed-Stuy, Brooklyn. Although there was an apartment upstairs from the church, we stayed in the house in the Bronx and went to school there as well. However, time outside of school was limited to Mondays and Wednesdays. All other days were spent in Brooklyn, at church. Immediately after school, we had to hurry home to be driven by our step-grandmother, to Brooklyn to the church. We had no time to develop any friendships with any of our school mates in the Bronx. And when we went to the church, we never placed with the kids who lived in the area who were the project kids. They were always looking for trouble and would often harass us because we were church boys. I had many fights with these other kids, especially in defending Danny. One time, I almost had a knife fight. This was right outside of the church and my step-grandmother intervened and pushed me into the church. By the time of that incident, I was already a barrel of dynamite because of all the pressure that was put on me by our church/home life, which in fact was the cause of my girlfriends breaking up with me. I wasn't able to be with them after school at all because I had to get home A.S.A.P. To go to church. This was the main pressure to me since I had little time after school for myself. I would play hookey often in order to have time for myself. But this didn't ease the pressure or anger I always felt and so one day after having a fight with a school mate, on the previous day, I came back to school the next day with a hammer and beat him about the face and body, and was arrested and went to Division for Youth Facility in upstate New York for over two and a half years. When I was released, it was to my grandfather's custody. But part of my whole parole condition was that I had to stay at the apartment above the church. This was not good for me because it was the same pressures. I had to continue to be in church, although I was almost 18. I still avoided the kids in the area because they were bad/street kids. When Danny came to live with me there, after his troubles in school, we would go to work and never hang out in the area afterward. We would usually go to Manhattan, or other places with my girlfriend along with us. There was a small grocery store beneath the apartment, next to the church, that was robbed and burned by some guy out of the projects across the street. Danny woke me up just in time to avoid all of the smoke that came into the apartment. A week after that, a crack head came through the window while I was asleep and my waking up, hollering chased him off. I realized he could have killed me in my sleep. Couple weeks after that, I was robbed by gunpoint, only a few blocks from the church. That was it – I wanted to explode. By this time, our grandfather was sick and in Miami. I had the idea that I wanted to get away from the whole church/home/environment and decided that the only way to do that was to go to school. I got enrolled and was scheduled ot start classes at Medgar Evers College. I would go live with the same paternal grandparents that me and Danny ran away from, just because the school was only a few blocks away from that house and the neighborhood was very good. Danny was always known as the “bookhead” and wanted to go to college, too, to get out of that situation with our grandfather/neighborhood, but for some reason he would have to pay for college, unlike me. We knew we needed money for him. We imagined that our grandfather would be well andback and we knew that we had to get out of those circumstances, home/church/neighborhood. We were desperate. We had to get out and away while he was down. The idea to rob came from my being robbed. We couldn't sell drugs because we were afraid and didn't know how. We decided on the grocery store because of our church grocery store being robbed and burned. We didn't know how to rob and were afraid at that. But we needed thousands, although grocery stores barely have hundreds. We weren't of the street and didn't know these things. I was scheduled to start class at Medgar Evers in January, 1991. we were arrested in December, 1990, one week before my 20th birthday. I do believe that it was God's will for Danny to clumsily shoot me and stop us. We would have continued to do those terrible things until we “got it right” or were ourselves killed. Even though we had no true intention to be so destructive to those men, we couldn't help it. To us, there was no other way out. No one ever spoke up for us, in court or any other time, because we embarrassed the church and our grandparents, who were pastors, by our getting arrested for these terrible crimes. I was born David Orlando Boston, 12/10/1970.

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Charles Diorio's Profile
Age: 53
Location: MA
Total Blog Entries: 1
Inmate Blog Entry:Thursday, September 11 2014
Inmate Blog Category:


Charles has recently published one of his novels on www.PrisonersFoundation.org website. Literary agents, publishers, and the public are encouraged to view the work of this exciting, contemporary novelist for free. Please visit Charles' novel “Run Charlie Run” to read an exciting, provocative novel written by this incarcerated author. Also, Charlie has published excerpts from this non-fiction memoir, “Escaping Shirley World” on www.RealCostofPrisons.org. Please write to Charles Diorio for more about this author.

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