I just spent 2 nights and 3 days in jail for my probation violation, it was a crazy experience…lol. I mean it was boring as hell and it sucked but I just gotta find sense of humor in situations like this. No point in looking at it from a negative angle. It wasn’t all that bad, there was 10 of us in the cell, we had a real bathroom with a door, 4 small rooms with bunk beds connected to a small main room where we played spades, chess, talked, hung out and tried to kill time. This 18 year old black kid was in there for 4 months and other old guys were in there for 30+ days (Most of them for failing to pay child support) so it really wasn’t shit for me…even though the 3 days seemed like a full week. I read Chicken Soup for the Soul and there was a whole section about “living your dream.” bunch of short stories about people manifesting their dreams into reality, which I loved to read. and bunch of other great stories by great heroes like Anthony Robbins. So here I am in jail still reading personal development books lol. And this one black kid was also reading this cool book about Life after life, a report on Near Death Experiences, which I read a few pages and it was talking about people getting into a state of no time, no space, and all knowledge of the universe was known to them and they couldn’t really put into words the experience of it, it was a pretty esoteric, spiritual book and I was amazed to see this ghetto 17 year old black kid, reading it little by little the whole time I was there. He would say to me, “Shiiiitt, this book be crazy yo.”
some others were reading the bible.
Sometimes spiritual discussions would take place, this one guy who we called “Old School” (he’s about 50 to 60 yrs old) he was like the main guy of the cell, always starting conversations and making people laugh, well one time he was telling us in his ghetto, gangsta, cool way “Chyou kno, the lord has different ways of waking us up… There’s always a lesson he has fo us. I’ve been sleepin, I’m awake. my eyes are open, but I’ve been sleepin…I need to wake up. Shiiiitttt That’s why I’m in this bitch.”
If this thing called “evolution of consciousness” is really taking place through out the world at this time in our human history… I think I was seeing evidence of it in the damn cell!!!
These guys were ghetto as hell, and they were hilarious. Especially the 17 year old kid, it was like inspiring watching this kid, he would just non stop talk and be himself, to the point where it got annoying to some guys in the cell but he didn’t give a fuck, to me he was halirous. he would talk more smack when playing cards than anyone else. The level to which he totally accepted himself and loved himself, and didn’t care what other people thought of him was amazing to see. Qualities I took away for myself, and am applying to my own character….which I tried out last night (first night out of jail) and partied HARD! It was a lot of fun! I even hooked up with a chick lol.
That’s it for now…and to end it with a phrase all these ghetto mo fuckas would say all the time and I started sayin myself… “Shiiiiiiiittttt”