So yes i’m stressed out big time. I’m the only sex offender in this pod. There are 5 guys who tolerate me, the rest would like to fuck me up, Their words.
Well i promised you i’d not fight back if i could help it. But if someone comes in my cell i might have to. I will try awful hard Amy. But if its a matter of getting hurt real bad, i’ll have to protect myself. U know my faith, i’ll turn the other cheek if i can. Hell i’ll even run from the fight if i have to. 🙂
My fear is not about getting beat up for a minute or so. Its losing every thing i’ve worked for… staying off admins ” screw up ” radar. I just want to live a quiet life.
But intel hung me out to to be a target in this ” soft ” pod. Becouse i’m not only the only sex creep, or chomo as they love to refer to me as. But some of these guys still act like they are active gang members. I could check in from the check in pod. But what would that accomplish.
I’m just tired of the hate, but i didn’t give those i hurt any choice about the hate and pain i put them thru. So why bitch and whine right. So i’ll deal w/ the sick stomach, the headaches, and constant motor mouthing and U should die looks. Besides its loud in here so i dont mind spending more time in my cell than being out in the day hall.
I just hope one of these idiots doesn’t try to bully me by stealing or taking my stuff. That will lead to violence. I will not put up w/ it period. I hate bully’s…
Dont worry i’ll curl up and or run away from a fight unless its in my cell. Thats the worriesome one as far as a fight goes. Too easy to get hurt bad.
-Brent Brents
5-19-18
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I’m the only sex offender in this pod.
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Colonoscopy in a few hours. :( CRAP!!!
Going for the old hose up my ass here in a few hours. Its been one miserable fricken day. Tell you about it later. Also i’m moving…its a progressive move. Ok gotta go poop. Later tater…
So i got drilled. Dont know the results, was way too groggy, forgot to ask. So now i wait for a month to find out whether theres any thing wrong or not.
Ok yesterday was horribly humiliating. I took the flush out pills, then drank 3/4 of a gallon of the flush out juice. Came back to my cell. The C/Os gassed 7 guys in the pod next to mine. Well my cell was the closest one to the gas. I’m oc restricted because of my COPD.
Well they put me in the exercise room, ( NO TOILET ) in there. Remember i’ve already started the flush out process. Long Story short, i shit myself. They refused to take me any where there was a toilet. Finaly after 4 hrs the nurse had to get on the shift leaders ass. Anyway i was frickin miserable and pissed off. But as they say in this crazy world of ours ” SHIT HAPPENS “!!!
-Brent Brents 5-15-18
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The reason i am gone is because i was hated, A life full of dope, no hope, segregated
Ok so i have a friend named Corey. Hes a real decent man. Walking the christian path. But he keeps it real. So he is a poet, no bs. And a damn good one.
So having read many of his poems, and those of other inmates. I’d like to put some on the blog. He has 2 in particular i’d like U to post Amy. They are really thought prevoking and crazy honest.
-Brent Brents
Concrete Revival.
The reason i died was because i was broken
An old vending machine that just ate my token
Could’nt sleep without pills, wake up hating life
I’d be mad at the world, my family, my wife
I took her to church but not for a wedding
We were at my funeral, the day i was dreading
The reason i am gone is because i was hated
A life full of dope, no hope, segregated
But then i woke up in a box made of concrete
Walking in circles in hell like a zombie
At first i was blind but i started to see
It was heaven not hell that filled the cell around me
How could i be happy, locked up cause of theft?
The right path was in front of me but i chose the left
I can finaly say i’m at peace and i’m sober
A catch 22, cause i wish it was over
The reason i took was so that i could give
And the reason i died was so that i could finally live.
Written by: Corey F. 2017
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Will i go to heaven or hell?
Faith! Enterestingly enough having a faith has mellowed me a lot. I’m not a prison zealot. I take my faith seriously. Will i go to heaven or hell? How much good does one have to do to earn that trip to the gates of heaven. I’m Not sure that hell is where i’ll wind up. I have faith in our Lord. Prayer is my weapon of choice these days. I know, There will be lots of nay sayers. All I know is i can make peace with The person who wakes up in my bed each morning, Never forgetting that I’m in this cell for a reason. I do my making up for my past by prayer and doing this. I don’t know how much these posts help, assuming they do. But i Live for the cause so to speak. “Prevention.” How do we stop Making Sexual offenders. My faith is my way to keep me on this path.
-Brent Brents 5-1-15
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the shakedown experience
Sometimes I feel unable to express how things like that really do take a toll on our psychy. Often people who search our cells don’t understand that these are our homes and we feel violated when our cells get tore up…Yes there is a need to extract dangerous contraband knives, drugs, etc. But one extra sugar pack is just fucking petty and says alot about the person doing the shake down. Petty vindictive and hateful.
-Brent Brents 10-27-13
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Diary of a Predator 