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Forget Not Thy Self
You look into the river and see a reflection of yourself, it begins to rain and yourself image is distorted. Is the distortion a reality of your image, or merely a false truth? And how can your mind protect you from the distortion caused by the rain?
Your eyes are the river! When the weather is clear in our lives we see ourselves clearly, we understand who we are and what we stand for. But then it starts to rain and we start to believe that distorted images we see around us: the divorce, the money issues, the insecurities, the loneliness; we begin to believe these distortions and forget the true reflection of what we look like and who we are. Yes, the rain is real but the problem is when we start to believe the distortion is really our self-image. Walt Whitman said: ‘”Either define the moment or the moment will define you”!
No, we cannot control the rain, but within us we hold the power to use “faith” as an umbrella to protect us from believing that the issues in our lives reflect upon our worth! Me, I choose to dance in the rain, for when we define the rain as a tool that God uses to ‘water us’ so that growth takes place that's exactly what happens; we grow, we take the lessons from the rain, and then we change clothes (smile).
The alchemist picked up a book someone left behind, leafing through the pages he found a story about Narcissus. The alchemist knew the legend of Narcissus, a youth who knelt daily beside a lake to contemplate his own beauty. He was so fascinated by himself that one morning he fell into the lake and drowned. At the spot where he fell a flower was born, which was called the Narcissus. But this was not how the author of the book ended the story. He said that when Narcissus died the goddesses of the forest appeared and found the lake, which had been freshwater transformed into a lake of salty tears.
Why do you weep? the goddess asked. “I weep for Narcissus” the lake replied. “Ah, it is no surprise you weep for Narcissus, they said. For though we also pursued him in the forest you alone could contemplate his beauty close at hand.
But….was Narcissus beautiful the lake asked? Who better than you to know that, the goddesses said in wonder. It was on your banks he knelt each day to contemplate himself. The lake was silent for some time, finally it said, “I weep Narcissus” but I never noticed that Narcissus was beautiful. I weep because each time he knelt beside my banks, I could see in the depths of his eyes, my own beauty reflected - what a lovely story…
We all have fears we won't admit to ourselves, and we're not always sure how to overcome them. We need love, but we're not convinced we deserve it. We want to love ourselves, but we don't know how. To one degree or another, there is chaos and confusion in each of us. Ideas take hold, and opinions intimidate. We get caught up in our own drama and take it all so seriously. We play roles that don't reflect the truth of what we are. Why do we do this to ourselves?
The answer is that we were shown how, and we became masters at it. Everyone is born an authentic being, but it is hard to remain authentic in a world where beliefs have already been assigned to us. As infants and children, we are told who we are, how we should behave, and how to respond to what we perceive.
We all know how little kids say the funniest things – funny, because they speak the truth as they perceive it, without judgment. Honest insights, plainly spoken, sound pretty shocking to adult ears.
Why? In many cultures, stating an obvious truth is considered impolite. Honesty and authenticity are considered child-like qualities. At times, they might even be considered rude. Most of us have learned to lie about what we see and how we feel.
….Learn your truth, express it……
BREAKING THE STIGMA
I'm just using my page as a platform to get my words out there to the world. There is a stigma in the media that the prison houses nothing but animals, and the scum of the earth. I'll be the first to admit that there are evil people residing here but there is also genius, brilliance and talent beyond measure residing here as well and that's what I want to showcase through my words. The aim is to connect, inspire and/or change the narrative of the common portrayal of a prisoner. All potential pen pals are highly encouraged to engage in open discussions on whatever that sparks your interest.
by Alexander Rosa
MASS SHOOTINGS & RACIAL HATRED IN AMERICA
On 8-3-19, 20 people were killed and 26 more were wounded in El Paso, TX, when a 24 year old gunman and white nationalist/supremacist opened fire with a military semi-automatic assault rifle in a TX Walmart shopping center. The suspect then surrendered without incident and is now in custody. But on 8-5-19, 2 more people died from their gun wounds. Authorities said the shooter posted a manifesto on line about his hatred for Mexicans then targeted the Mexican community and some beautiful white souls. Authorities are treating this massacre as an act of domestic terrorism and hatred for Mexicans.
13 hours later, in Dayton, Oh, on 8-4-19, 9 more beautiful souls were killed and 27 more were injured, when another gunman opened fire, killing several black and white soles, including his own sister. It took just 30 seconds for officers to stop the mass shooter, the gunman was killed by police, but not before 9 beautiful souls were killed.
2 mass shootings, 31 beautiful souls dead, in less than 24 hours. What a tragedy. I'm shocked. Killing black and white soles, and Latinos because they are Mexicans or immigrants, breaks my heart. My heart aches for the victims and survivors. Did the President’s redrics, racial comments, and hatred for Mexican immigrants, inspire the mass shooting in Texas? I believe so. And I believe the mass shooting in Texas prompted the mass shooting in Dayton, Oh, and as a Puerto Rican, American, I am concerned. Such redrics, hatred, racism, hate crimes, copycats, mass shootings must stop. We're all brothers and sisters no matter what race or color. #El Paso, Texas strong. #Dayton, Oh strong. #American strong. # Latino/White/Black strong.
My state case is one of many that has been obtained by confessions falsely obtained. While I was serving an amended life sentence in the federal system for drug trafficking conspiracy, I was unknowingly brought back to Illinois to face allegations about a cold-case homicide. My federal attorney was not notified or present during their interrogation by the homicide detectives. (Which is a violation of my rights) I was also promised that I would not be charged with this crime.
After indicted and charged with murder along with six other charges, I was forced by the Peoria public defender office to plead guilty which is void and also another violation of my rights. I do not have a life anymore and I just recently received a reserve and remand of the state to strike my conviction.
I am seeking any and all legal help and/or advice, so I may be free sooner than expected.
I'm happy to inform you that you will now have the option of text messaging directly to my tablet.
Anyone interested in contacting me by text message must first visit our connectnetwork.com web page.
This site will walk you through the process of creating an account, locating me by: state - (South Dakota), facility – (Mike Durfee State Penitentiary) and inmate name. Once this is completed, you must set up an email address specifically for this site to get verification to start messaging me. Messages and photo attachments are $0.25 each.
OR, with your iPhone - visit App Store, find the GTL app (purple in color), download to phone, set up account.
I encourage anyone interested worldwide to give this a try. It's new to me and would be awesome to receive your messages/photos.
Let's see, what else?
I've been listening/discovering lots of different music, meditation and even some languages and cultures through my tablet under music section. A lot of the Bosnian, Russian And Spanish speaking cultures under the music section have caught my attention.
I'm open to anyone's music suggestions, etc. Your messages are important to me, I very much look forward to our friendship and will message all.
I spend my days working in material handling/shipping and receiving. During my off time I make Native American beadwork.
Those who are interested in corresponding by mail, please read our mailing rules which I've posted on my main profile page.
Lasean is bettering himself and growing as a man. Everything is going good with court and his return to the world shall come soon. Be on the lookout for his music once he’s returned into the world. Greatness is nearing. Impossible is inevitability. Inevitability is nothing. Nothing is impossible. Winning is your own passion and ambition. Ambition is that fire inside you that makes you go hard to achieve – success. Success is the goal. Let your goal in life be success!!!
There's nothing special about me. I'm just an ordinary guy who happened to make a mistake. Now, since I've been in here, I've learned to better myself everyday by participating in programs and in groups, as well as working on my Bachelor’s degree.
But, most of all, I have been really mainly focusing and working on reestablishing my relationship with my beautiful daughter. Being a friend to her first, and then a father.
If you are interested in getting to know a corky guy with a great sense of humor that will make you laugh with every letter and conversation, as well as honest, and respectful, Hey, I'm your guy. You could also contact or reach me through Jpay.
Thank you for your time and patience.
Arturo Orozco Jr. #R-25704
As I contemplate retaining my freedom into society, victoriously acknowledging and sensing everyone out-there is waiting for me, feeling happy for me.
It’s at this moment that I’m thankful to be blessed in many different manners, first by having an organized support system that functions like army of ants and bees assisting me in what’s necessary (as researchers, investigators, secretaries etc.) enabling my situation to become a success and making me experience content and second…to have the courtroom full of family and friends for the judge to see I’m still loved and cared about out in society, makes me feel empowered and loved; and third…for all the e-mails, pictures in mailbox, money for commissary, visitations, all that answer phone calls…I’m fortunate and appreciative to the moon and back. I’m lucky because there’s many prisoners that don’t have anybody and I put myself in their shoes and feel remorse and sadness, wondering what if it was me?
I observe as prisoners don’t receive mail, commissary, you know…when gym shoes are tore up looking like dogs barking help-me…it’s not no joke and saddens me. I therefore utilize this point of my experience to point out how blessed I am to have all you there. I won’t forget when I’m out there and become a millionaire, I’ll repay and return the favors bringing you with me to travel the world, enjoy life and live comfortably. Thank you for being so wonderful.