Texas Death Row
March 30th, 2010 3:00am
Welcome to my nightmare… tales from a dead man
Execution day in Texas. The smell of death is in the air. A scent that’s a constant reminder that one day you will be strapped to the death gurney and for me that image is fresh in my mind, for I continue to have that “dream” of this event. I’m being strapped down and the sheet is being placed over me to conceal the restraints and then there is silence. And then I wake up in this place. Startled, like one of those dreams you have when you’re falling and you awake with that fear from within. Yes you all know that feelings. WHEW! There’s plenty of time for grave markers and eulogies later… I’ll laugh while I can and enjoy every moment of life the good Lord grants me.
Red White & Blue!
I had a great day yesterday. I ventured outside and was able to get 3 hours of direct sunshine. My body absorbs this like a sponge now and took for granted in the land of the living. We could even hear the birds singing. We could see the small planes fly over and it was a feeling that’s hard to explain. My recreation is not only to exercise the body but to free the mind of all negativity that builds up in these small cages. This is a hellish place to be with a weak mind. Here is hell and hell is here. Texas Death Camp. What 2010!
The external world and the inside of one of these places, may it be a state facility, federal, county, City they do not have connection points based on humanity, psychiatry or penology, jails and prisons represent human and societal failure at its worst. Nothing more, nothing less! The conditions and ways of this place are set up to do one thing and one thing only, to separate aberrant and undesirable people and keep them invisible as possible until time to die, and the ones who have mental issues and weak minds go insane quickly. I watch this on a daily basis. The medicated zombies of this place are alarming to watch as they shuffle by to the shower. Hell my neighbor just yesterday realized that daylight savings time was on the 14th of March. 15 days after the face. He didn’t even know what day it was!
All of this is happening in the USA
WHAT? 2010… IMPOSSIBLE!
True American Till Death
Mark Anthony Stroman
Dying to Live, Living to Die!