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First of all, it only takes a minute to like someone, an hour to care for someone….and a day to understand someone, but it takes a lifetime to forget someone. That's why I'm seeking someone who understands what friendship is all about, and not taking it for granted, but using it to their advantage to return the same. Because it does play a major part in building a solid foundation in relationships and that's another reason why I don't take friendship lightly either, 'cause a definition of a true friend is someone who's going to be there when you need them the most! (smile)
Return of the Goddess
Where did the old way of treating women like goddesses go? I ask this because of how modern society views women. Every time I see the news there’s something about domestic violence or sexual assault with a woman victim. That needs to change. Women's feelings or place in life should never be diminished or overlooked, in any capacity.
Here's why I believe the old ways should be brought back. Life starts and stops with women. They are the bearers of new life. Men can't bear life. That, in and of itself, put women in a place to be respected and cherished. Women also bring out the nurturing side of life that men can't.
It's no wonder why women are revolting and turning away from the male sex more and more. Men, as a whole, need to realize that women are worth more than just personal pleasure. Truthfully told, life’s center is women. We, both men and society, should recognize that and have a whole new level of respect and honor for women. They are goddesses of life and should be treated as such.
The sooner this is realized the sooner relationships work better, the sooner all aspects of life improve. I state that because respect is a two way street. To get it we must give it. Once women feel respected, cherished, and not taken for granted the better we all will be.
Everyone juggles life in this world.
It is definitely not glitzes and glamour but it is absolutely so much more than anyone can ever speculate. The bigger roadblocks in life are the lies we tell ourselves and the fear we place within our own thoughts with the biggest misconception revolving around time. Is there truly ever enough time to do it all?
I wish I could tell you the answer is yes, but the truth lies solely with you.
You will make time for what is truly important to you. You will find the strength, the tenacity, the drive, the work ethic and the love for anything that you want bad enough. What I can tell you is that it is possible.
We all are true fighters, we can see it in our eyes every morning. We were sculpted to be our own warrior in the world. When it keeps us down and we keep picking ourselves up.
I know I am and maybe you take the time to acknowledge you aren't alone in this fight either.
*Important Contact Information*
I just wanted to apologize to all the women who might have tried to contact me on (www.Jpay.com) and it wouldn't let you write me.
The prison where I am is having difficulties with our JPay machine. So if your a woman out there looking for a friend or some companionship, please just write me a handwritten letter for right now, with your name and address written inside of the letter, because we don't receive the original envelopes your letter was sent in.
The prison takes the letter and put it in a blank envelope and deliver it to me like that, so I won't be able to write you back without your name and address inside of the letter. My name, number, and address are down below. You have to write on the envelope exactly how I write it.
My Creative Outlet
It started with a battle in a private prison on the Mexican border. It was a battle for basic human decency. I had to create a medium to capture the experience, and have since developed it into a model of civil discourse.
Please take a moment to view my efforts: ask me for the link to my website. It's creative.
It's been a crazy few months. We have stayed locked down two out of the last four months due to fights, a tropical storm, and a threat against a staff member.
During these lockdowns, we don't have access to Corrlinks or the phone. It can be stressful; at least we can still write letters. Being locked in basically a small bathroom 24 hours a day for weeks at a time is not much fun. But I stay busy working-out, reading good books, writing letters, and taking my daily “bird bath” in the sink (no showers in the cell).
The good news: this current lockdown should be over in a few days and I will be acquiring a guitar to keep in my cell so I can serenade the guards (and of course my celly... who may kill me in my sleep) jk. My parents were flying from Washington state to come visit me Dec. 6th. and due to this lockdown will have to reschedule.
About 20 months left to go on my sentence. It's been 5 years already and I've been to 6 prisons in 4 states. The feds have given me the grand tour. I've seen some really weird things so far LOL. Currently, I am locked up with the leader of the Somali pirates whose story led to the movie “Captain Philips” with Tom Hanks. I need to take a picture with him actually.
In all seriousness, being incarcerated is really hard. Prison can be a violent, terrible place. It can also be a place to better yourself. So I'm never gonna let it define me. I'm going to work towards my dreams and goals and trust in God to bring me home.
Love and respect,
“Every adversity, every failure, every heartache carries with it the see of an equal or greater benefit”. -Napoleon Hill
“HOW DARE THEY SPEAK…..GOD”
How dare they speak about God, to me….
where was he when I was harassed at school?
He sure wasn't there to stop my father from beating me up, nor was He there to keep me safe when I became molested, as a kid.
Didn't He hear my heart crying out?
Didn't He notice the countless substances that I used to numb my soul?
Were not my tears a pleading prayer for help good enough?
Death was far more appealing, then to continue lay wasting in my years.
I grew up dwelling in hatred, despising life and this world.
A world that didn't seem to share an ounce of compassion towards me, but instead only pain and misery.
Recollecting back on these thoughts - causes my heart to sag,
reflecting on the moments when my wounds shifted into scars.
Oh how wrong was I ….to disregard God as a myth,
an illusion without any logical sense. I spend years searching for an excuse to exist, without realizing that my soul was already HIS.
God has always been all around me….HE was there in
my teacher's heart, who allowed me to clear my tears
alone in her class….HE was always there with me through
my mother's love, as she consoled me after my father's wrath.
Yes, HE was there witnessing, as I gather strength
to transform my self-hate into forgiveness and love…
….Now please, speak to me about GOD….(again).
Francisco Palacios Jr.
A little bit about myself…..I'm a cool, laid back type of guy with the ability to turn up when needed. I love to be productive and make use of my time wisely.
I'm currently raising and training a puppy for the American Vet Program. His name is Odin, he's a Labrador retriever.
I got him at 8 weeks old, he's now 15 months. He's super smart and I spend most of my days training him. During the times when I'm not training, I like to workout, read, listen to music sip iced coffee chilling with the fellas.
I'm also in school right now learning the theory of music. My goal is to learn how to read and write music, play the piano and make beats. I don't plan on making a career out of it, it's just something to keep busy. I mean if an opportunity arises, I won't turn my nose up at it.
But my goal in life is to master the trucking business. I dream of having a fleet of trucks one day to pass down to my future children I'm looking to start a family and I don't want us to ever need for anything! Work hard – Play hard.
Give me a holla @ at Corrlinks.com.
Dear Reader, I've grown up making mistakes. I was home trained but I never had much guidance growing up, nor support. I started selling drugs early. At first it was to be able to throw away the $10 gym shoes I was wearing with the holes in the bottom and buy the new Air Force 1’s or Jordan’s that came out. Then it was for $1000 jackets and to go out with and buy my girlfriend things. In no time it was strictly for the lifestyle which was more addictive than the drugs I was selling.
Throughout the years I began to make some horrible decisions regarding the women I allowed close to me. Not all, but the few caused serious damage, loss and inconvenience in my life.
It got so bad that when I put one woman out of my house, she called the police and told them I choked her. I've never choked ANY woman outside of sex. Still the judge told me he found me guilty at trial because she said I did it. That has cost me 4 1/2 years of my life so far. That was in 2014.
When I was released on parole, a female friend - that I built a strong bond with for 3 years of phone conversations and visits and I decided to try a relationship. It didn't work out. So 3 1/2 months later when I return to my old neighborhood in Chicago, it was difficult finding a job at first. I'm a Barber so I had a bunch of business cards made and went door-to-door advertising myself.
Things were really slow so once money started getting low from my last check from the job I was working in Aurora, I went to what I knew and was known for besides cutting hair in the area…..selling ecstasy.
Not long after that things started looking up. I found a job at Solo Cup, my haircut clientele kept me busy - early morning and even late night when I got off of work and everyone was calling me for my pills. Next I quit Solo Cup for a job at a local high traffic barbershop. I stacked every dime that wasn't spent on a meal or an investment and the money was on a free flow into my pockets.
One night so many people were calling my phone for pills that my answer “I'm out of the area” turned into “I'm on my way”. I brought 50 pills out and in 10 minutes I was leaving with 17 left. On my way out I encountered crooked cops. They pulled me over with no probable cause and illegally searched me and the vehicle finding the pills. I'm locked up for a possession of 17 pills. IDOC only shows the parole case but I am currently fighting a drug case.
Fortunately I did not lose any of my money. I'm done with the possibility of prison. Too much of my life has been spent here as well as far too much of my money.
I have a 9 year old daughter who not too long ago forgave me for coming back to prison. We talk every single day and she told me all she wants from me is to spend a lot of time with her. I did what I was doing because I wanted to give her everything. I wanted her to be proud of her daddy and have all the things I didn't, but I ignored the most important thing. I failed to realize that the one thing that I didn't have that affected me most was a father.
All I want now is to get out of this hellhole, use my money to buy a house and do all the things that's legit to make money. I make good money as a Barber and in a couple of years I'll be able to open my own shop/salon and invest in more properties to rent.
I've decided I've had enough. I'm going to be a great dad to my daughter and create security in our lives. No more prison for me. I quit.
I would like to open this missive with respect, understanding and a sound mind. I know being incarcerated I am still being judged and looked down on but I am a man of integrity and principle. Yes, I did wrong when I was a teenager. Now I am a man with values and seeking a pen pal friendship with someone that's open minded, likes to write and share knowledge.
A lot of people don't like to write someone that's incarcerated because they fear what a friend or family member may think. Just know fear holds you back from happiness and truth. Besides real family and friends support, not criticize.
I've educated myself to be who I am today.
I would like to meet people that's willing to know the new me. Everyone needs a true friend because loneliness is the worst feeling ever. My time in here is almost up. I'll be starting a new chapter in my life and new friends are welcome.
I'm not looking for anything in particular. A letter or word of encouragement will do. And it's always people that will try and stop you from accomplishing your dreams. We must remove negative people like that from our life cause they hold us back when we need to move forward.
So if you're willing to correspond with me, please feel free to contact me. If you Jpay me please put a return address on Jpay, if you would like a response back. Thank you!