Archive for February, 2011

“Lockdown… Again!”

Posted in Uncategorized on February 25, 2011 by tamouzmedia3

Death Blog

Texas United States of America!

February 17th, 2011 3:06am

Welcome to my nightmare… tales from a dead man.

“He who has a why to live can bear with almost any how”

~ Nietzsche

Good morning my friends, we are on lockdown once again! Yes and yesterday the day was filled with gassings and several uses of force and we even had one man hang himself last night and they even gassed him as he was inside his cell hanging from his light. This person was at the other end of our building which houses the regular prisoners as well as the death row offenders who are in JAIL for offenses of unknown reasons.

The lockdown kicked off yesterday morning and the region one team and lots of others we have never seen have attacked 12 building death row and from what the guards are saying they are destroying everything in their path and have no sense of respect or acting as professionals. So this day is surely to be one of pure hell and I can only assume the food and our other worldly possessions are soon to be taken from us again and destroyed.

I can only keep my head up and will do my best to remain unbroken.

I hope this blog makes it to the destination, if not; I’ve made several copies and will continue sending them out.

True American Till Death

Mark Stroman, 2011


“…Death by intravenous injection of a substance or substances…”

Posted in Uncategorized on February 23, 2011 by tamouzmedia3

Death Blog

TEXAS – United States of America!

February 16th, 2011  3:00am

Welcome to my nightmare… tales from a dead man


George W. Bush, September 2001

Good morning to all that read this, the day has started out in most normal fashion, cold and raw pancakes; the fifth day in a row and it’s a total waste of State funds. I actually believe they are doing this by design and it makes no sense at all. But I’m not to let that ruin my day, I just wanted to get that out so everyone who does have a friend or loved one on the row can see how life, or should I say their existence is.

We had an execution set for last night, and I’m still not sure if the State carried it out, no news reports and the guards who are working the pod are still so new they can’t even figure out how to work their little flashlights so it’s no use in asking them anything.

Yesterday as I was at outside recreation with my little buddy Olsen, the legal mail ladies arrive and brought me some legal documents and as they hand these to me, after opening the envelopes in my presence say, “Have a good day”,  and they actually meant it too. So as I start to read the papers my friend Olsen is looking at me and asked “What’s the matter?” because I started laughing like a crazy man. Why I have no idea, because what I was reading was no laughing matter.

And here is what it said” IT IS HEREBY ORDERED that the defendant, Mark Anthony Stroman, who has been adjudged to be guilty of capital murder as charged in the indictment and whose punishment has been assessed by the verdict of the jury and judgment of the court at death, shall be kept in custody by the director of the Texas department of criminal justice, institutional division, until the 20th day of July, 2011, upon which day, at the Texas department of criminal justice, institutional division, at some time after the hour of six o’clock pm, in a room arranged for the purpose of execution, the said director, acting by and through the executioner designated by the director, as provided by law, is hereby commanded, ordered and directed to carry out this sentence of death by intravenous injection of a substance or substances in a lethal quantity sufficient to cause the death of the said Mark Anthony Stroman until the said Mark Anthony Stroman is Dead.  BLAH BLAH BLAH AND BLAH BLAH. (SMILE)

So folks, what you have just read is exactly what a Texas death warrant says, and the reason I was laughing as I read the warrant to Olsen on the outside recreation cage is still beyond me, but there is one thing I know for certain, even with that death warrant I am an extremely lucky man. I can count on both hands the ones I love and still need many more fingers. ALOT of people in this life cannot honestly say that. A person can have all the money in the world, several nice homes, cottages, villas, and a different car to drive every day of the week and still not know what true happiness is. Here it is, I have nothing, but I have everything for at the end of each day, before I go to sleep I know I have lots and lots of people who love and care about me.

All I can say about the death warrant is this; I was born a TRUE AMERICAN, and will die a Proud & True American. Still very unbroken.

True American Till Death

Mark Stroman

Capital Punishment

Posted in Uncategorized on February 20, 2011 by tamouzmedia3


Death Blog

TEXAS- United States of America!

February 12th, 2011 3:41am

Welcome to my nightmare… tales from a dead-man


The week went by so fast, it’s hard to believe it’s Saturday morning already. Good morning to everyone, may your day take you safely to all of your destinations, even if it’s just inside your own mind. I say that because I know how easily it is to get pre-occupied with negative thoughts, and once I do, no amount of logic can counter them daydreams inside my head.

So to back-track a few days, I was able to tune into the AWESOME super-bowl game last Sunday on my radio which was being held in my hometown of Dallas Texas, and even though my team the Dallas Cowboys were not in the game, it felt great just knowing that Cowboy Stadium was hosting this game and I was able to listen to it, my final football game if the State has its way.

Received new news from my attorney folks, it would seem the execution date is now going to be set for “July 20th, 2011” and I will await the finalized papers to reach the proper hands and then it’s official.

Texas has two executions set for this month and one of them is to be on the 14th, if Texas executes this person their killing a mentally retarded person for real, and I’m very in-tune with his case, I remember being at home when his case and interview was blasted on the news, I remember being in shock because they killed a mentally retarded girl. But regardless of how ironic that is we as a people have set it into law that no mentally retarded people can be put to death. That’s ironic too because they are about to put one to death out of Justice and to hell with the laws. We don’t need more laws, we can’t enforce the ones we got now. So if Texas kills this person, our whole system has failed, the ones out there who wholeheartedly support capital punishment and believe in the “LAWS” of the land, I’m curious to see how ya will view this breakdown of the American Justice System

True American Till Death

Mark Stroman


“Touched by the sweet smell of life”

Posted in Uncategorized on February 7, 2011 by tamouzmedia3

Death Blog

Texas – United States of America

February 1st, 2011 9:42am

Welcome to my nightmare… tales from a dead man!

“Happiness depends more on the inward disposition of mind than on outward circumstances”

I was touched by the sweet smell of life today, one of my favorite times is when the heavens open up and let the rain slip from the clouds onto this world of ours. But today was a bit different and I will explain so the outside world can understand even the simplest things are cherished in this place of death. As most of you know, I’m a morning person and thoroughly enjoy them; sipping a cup of coffee, savoring the peace and quiet of the morning inside my own head.

So as the morning rolls in, the day shift arrives; it’s 5:30am and the task at hand is to set up the first wave of recreations, count-time and their security checks must be completed. We have a good crew today, here for one reason and one reason only, to feed their families, not to hound us or to cause us any more crap then what we are already faced with and they have all my respects as fellow Americans and human beings, no as my captors.

So I’m set up to go out with a good friend of mine, Olsen… we are both hopeful for a peaceful day and one more day is a blessing considering I’m waiting to be classified as dead man walking and moved to death watch. So we are aware of the weather reports, the arctic blast that’s headed our way, the worst in Texas in the last 15 years say the news reports. We are told it’s about 66 degrees by the guard, plus we place our hand on our wall and the coldness is not there as it normally is when it’s cold. All’s well and out we go, in gym shorts and t-shirts only.

The morning temperature is great and we are now enjoying outside rec time and a light drizzle of rain (which to me is the sweet smell of life) is falling on our skin and I tell Olsen that this could be the last rain I’m ever able to get, so I’m to enjoy it. He understands and says not a word, that’s how it is here; we face death on a daily basis and have learned to respect it.

Then out of nowhere the rains turns into a complete down-pour, the wind picks up and is blowing rain in all directions up, down, sideways and all about. We laugh like two little kids enjoying our morning time, then the temperature drops instantly and its now arctic cold. The outside lights over the top of the bards that creates the outer roof go out and shake violently in the wind, and what’s so surprising to this normally inside the outer rec-cage all we see is the sky and no breeze can get down to us… just a still air but this morning the wind is blowing hard and for the first time since 2002 I’m able to enjoy this luxury most take for damn granted. We lasted about 20 minutes before our hands and exposed body parts went numb and the guard working came and took us back into the pod. I thoroughly enjoyed that and will cherish it for the remaining days of my life.

So as I’m brought in, the guard allows me to take a shower and warm up at the same time, I undress and am instantly hit with the hot water and my whole body tingles. Almost a painful feeling; the coldness had numbed me just that quick. I showered and thawed at the same time. Texas sure has some crazy ass weather. Once I’m placed back into my cell my day is complete, no more movement for me unless I’m called out to get my death warrant or a visit arrives.

Yesterday was a really rotten day for me, as well as my 74 year old neighbor and Olsen. The regional one shake down team came in from Huntsville on a mission from about it would seem. They raided our cells and destroyed everything in their sight, they dumped out all the contents of folders into a pile on the floor, they threw our clean clothing and sheets on the floor and trampled upon them, photos and precious items all thrown about, total disrespect. And done by a very evil set of State employees who know nothing of being professionals’. They even remove their name tags that way we cannot file any complaints on them.

It’s no great surprise that this has happened, here recently a very supportive friend of mine sent in a letter about the deplorable conditions at this unit and the Gestapo type tactics used in the region one shake down squad when searching cells. The letter has caught the attention of Texas C.U.R.E. as well as some other media sources. Carbon copies were sent to some high up folks, so this raid upon my cell is in retaliation to the complaints.

Till the end of time, still unbroken and the True American

Texas LOUD & Texas PROUD

Mark Stroman

Dead Man Walking

Posted in Uncategorized on February 5, 2011 by tamouzmedia3


Death Blog

Texas-United States of America!

January 30th, 2011  8:13am

Welcome to my nightmare… tales from a dead man!

“The gullible believe anything they’re told; the prudent sift and weigh every word.”

The day is off to a great start, no voices inside my head and a comfort zone has engulfed me. Good morning to everyone out yonder in the world of freedom, may your day bring you a safe and peaceful comfort zone as well. The day started out well because of a few kind souls who are working our pod, and that makes the world of difference back here.

I still await the death warrant to be sent to this establishment, and once it does I will be officially classified as a dead man walking. But to be honest, most here are already dead and I see them shuffle by my cell with each passing day, dead bodies breathing in a sad place. Speaking of that type of sad soul, a baby killer just walked by my cell on his way to the shower, a look of total blankness in his eyes. I would hate to think of the nightmares that person has at night, or his every waking hour. I’d be insane just knowing that my actions had taken a precious child from this earth.

The last few days ever since I found out about my execution date that is to come, I’ve had so many people around me show acts of human kindness, inmates and guards alike; that alone has left me with a feeling of self-worth, the innermost armament of the soul is exactly that (self respect and self worth). To be deprived of it is to be dehumanized, to be cleaved from, and cast below mankind. I have seen men here (I use the word men lightly too) subjected to dehumanizing treatment experience profound wretchedness and loneliness, and find hope is almost impossible to retain! Without dignity identity is erased! At times I felt as if I was becoming a lesser human being too! But I’m still very unbroken and proud to be a True American.

Till the end of time I will remain true to myself!

Red, White & Blue

Mark Stroman