March 21st, 2021
1st Day of Spring

Filtered realities
Sleep regularly eludes me --- mocking my enormous evening dose
of melatonin. Clinically-diagnosed with a depersonalization and
derealization disorder (DDD) , my frontal cortex hungrily chews through
a seemingly-infinite deluge of daily fact and/or fiction... night
after night.
After two daunting decades with few delusions of reprieve on
California's Death Row, a rehabilitative ambition emerged from the
darkness, the likes of which I'd never have imagined. A giving sense
of community ripe for the taking. There's something to be said for the
spirit of giving, especially when a hubris falls in the aftermath.
Make no mistake about it, incarceration for those who're
prepared to face the dawn of a new day in society can bring personal
life-changing accomplishments to the table.
For myself, I awoke to the realization that living inmate
organ donation for match-worthy, biological immediate family members
is something that not only the Federal Bureau of Prisons' population
should be entitled to. With a little fortitude and campaigning, I was
able to enlist the support of a California State Senator who has
effectively laid a path to modeling a national law after the existing
Federal protocol. Tenacity is the key. I am but one simple man with a
proffer of common sense which promises to inure to the befit of many
which might otherwise die without this type of legislation.
Hear me when I say that anyone can bring something of great
design to the world from beyond myriad prison walls across this
nation. Shift the world narrative and grow from within. Hunger with
desire to improve not only yourself, but the great big world around
you --- those very same communities we'll all one day return to, and
once-again, call home. Stay inspired and eager for change.

Best Regards