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Circle,How are you?  I guess you could say it has been going okay, for now.  I sit here in my cell at 130am, just can’t get shit off my head.

I did find a couple of things I meant to send you guys a wile back for the website but of course I forgot to send them.

Fuck, I really don’t know what to do for Lori and the kids are and always will be my world.  I just don’t know.

I guess you could say all I do is teach my class and watch t.v. for the rest of my time but I can also say I try to call my mom and Lori everyday for I keep my hopes up but who knows, right?

SO I guess you could say you guys are the only people who I hear from.  I just don’t know what the fuck it seems all of my family and friends have left me behind.  I guess you could say I write them, but don’t hear back.

I guess you could say I should lay down so yes, If I can fall asleep then I should try.  But I will of course write you guys more over this weekend so please whatever you do keep in touch for I could always use a friend.

God bless,

Joel Dudley

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Hey Circle,

How are you?  I guess you could say I a good for now.  I am glad you say my kids look good for Lori hasn’t even sent me a picture of them in over a year.

I don’t know what Lori’s deal is, all I know is she said that she was filing for divorce,  so fuck, I just have not really been doing all that much.

I will write another blog soon, but I just need to get money for a copy card so I can copy more of my sermons for you guys, for I only get one copy of stuff here.  I just need to wait and see how long it takes for me to get the copy  card.

I would love to hear from Dark Star, for yes, it would be great to hear from her.  I would love to be able to get more form people for yes, it feels lonely not hearing from people and losing my family and friends.  I guess I will have to find someone who can print out some pictures of my kids for I would love to see them soon, but still awaiting money to call my mom.  She don’t write me.  I guess she is going to write me soon, but that is what I always hear (LOL).  I guess most people only know how to say that they are going to do something soon.

God bless,

Joel

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Here I sit at Camp CCJ, except this camp is not like other summer camps.  You see, this is a camp for those of us who just can’t get their lives together.

Here we wear red jump suits or orange scrubs and badges with our names instead of shorts and swimsuits.  Our counselors are lovely men and women who wear brown uniforms with their names.  They don’t run any fun groups, they just watch us real close.

You must make your bed or receive 48 hours locked in for not doing it.

The food is nothing to write home about unless you are begging your mom to make your favorite meal when you leave camp.

To get in here, to visit, you must be early and you must be dressed appropriately or our you go.  You want to call home, but your loved one must put lots of money on an account or no such luck.  No hugs or special rewards here for a job well done.  Oh, wait – we did get ice cream because we won the cleanest pod (cell block) award on inspection day.

Each day I wonder how many newbies will come join me at camp o will I get a bunk mate?  I have not been that lucky here at Camp CCJ.

I’m ready for this session of camp to end.

Love,

Dolphin

Hey, Circle,

How is everyone?  I could be better for hell, I don’t know just how this will ll end.  As for Lori and I, we are good from what I know.

If you guys could send me a copy of the Prisoner Free List, that would be great, for yes, it was just thinking of it the other day.  And of course, you could say ULC of CC would be great working hard with a few good brothers here.  As of right now, I am at work for, fuck man, I got a job here.  I work in the school here, yeah, as of now I am out of here, 08/09/2019, for fuck, who knows, I am still working my appeal.

God, I could go for a smoke if they let me I would smoke on (LOL) sorry, my writing sucks.  Been up for three days working on lesion plans (LOL.)  As you guys found out, I am in New York for now.  I should be back in Maine in no time.  Yes, of course now I need to fight for it.  I need to put the true perp away for this crap.

God bless,

Father Dudley

Ordained Minister and Universal Priest, ULC

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What’s poppin’?

I’m tired of wondering if everyone that I care about out there is okay, or strung out, or overdosed.

My man just got shot a couple of months ago.  Another is fighting a body (murder.)

I am tired of hearing bad news from people.

As I am,

Prince

Hello everyone!

One of my names is Alex Coolidge and my biggest challenge is writing poetry again.  It took me awhile to get around to it but I finally did.  I even managed to get some of my old stuff.  I think a lot of it is just silly, looking over it.  MOt to mention I’d started writing in an unstructured, non-modernist style.  Generally I try to rhyme now, first line with the third, second with the fourth, and on and on.

I also had to really self-motivate to get this blog out.  Hopefully someone can translate my handwriting.  Ha ha ha.  Well, lover, that’s all the time I have until next week.

Alex

Hello everyone.

One of my names is Poley and my biggest challenge this week is staying motivated.  Its my studies.  I just can’t seen to get around to it, until the run goes down,  I think it might be depression caused y the fact that everyone has to be fucking loud all of the time.  Other than that I’m just fine, and will keep chipping away at learning stuff.  That’s all for this week, kids.

Thank you and good night!

Poley

Hello one of my names is Janos Undervoot and one of my biggest challenges this week is I learned my Grandfather, the man that raised me has cancer. It’s back he spent two weeks in the hospital and is now with hospice at home. I wish I wasn’t locked up I can’t call or go home for his passing. There isn’t anything I can do but honor his memory, somehow. Don’t worry about me though. I know sooner or later we all must wake from the dream. I learned that the day I killed a rabbit as I tried to protect it from a dog. The French say “Such is Life” and so do I.

Just remember children the revolution will not be televised but it will be on Facebook. Until next week.

Whisper

Hey, what’s popping?

I’ve been working on not focusing so much on the end result of things.  I bounce from one thing to another.  It’s like I don’t feel like I”m doing anything unless I’ striving for something, and then as soon as I get it or accomplish something, I’m on to the next.  I don’t even savor the accomplishment.  I really need to work on that.  Word.  Conditional reality.  That’s what I’m struggling with right now.  I need that happy core.

The falling down and getting back up is what life’s all about.  The day we stop getting back up  is when we really have problems.  I’ve learned that failure is when you give up.  It’s o.k. to make mistakes and fall down, but when we accept that and stop trying, that’s when we’ve failed.  So keep getting back up, everyone.

I can’t believe that this is the reason I self-sabotage so much.  I’m working on this, realizing this is the first step towards fixing it.  I don’t know why I hate myself; I think it’s some childhood shit.  I want you guys to know that I”m working hard to get better and be better so that when I come home I’m in the best possible space.

I’m trying to give all my problems to Allah, it’s hard though, because I’m such a control freak.  I know that He can handle everything better than I ever could so I need to start trusting in Him.  That is not stupid at all; everything is on loan to me from God, you know.  As for purpose, I am just starting to realize what my purpose isn’t.

Just know that I’m doing okay.

As I am,

Prince

What’s killing your heart?  I sit, filled with love, hope, peace, silence, prayer?  Or is your heart filled with fears, obsessions, worries, dissatisfaction?  Is your heart filled with addictive thinking or behaviour?  Whether you are a person in jail or new to the concept of peace, I hope you will find time to examine your own heart and identify your own challenges.

There are empty places that I cannot fill.  Deep pains that still haunt me.  So, I fill my self with things that don’t satisfy.  Things to soften the ache inside.  It is an endless cycle of stuffing down the truth of my heart – instead of letting it soar freely.  For only in truth can I find release.   But when I face the reality of the darkness, the truth of all things that hold me, the chains can be broken and the path to healing can begin.

Truly loving the self involves willingly befriending what emerges into the light of conciouslness.  Befriending doesn’t mean always agreeing or cooperating.  It  means, in a way, treating the different aspects of ourselves as “others” the same way we might tyreat them if they appeared in other people.  We listen respectfully, cooperated and cherish or forgive, as called for.  Should some aspect of the self prove difficult or an enemy, we practice the difficult art of blessing it and praying for it, seeking out the heart of its disturbance rather that hating it, cursing it, and seeking to destroy it – even while we restrain ourselves from acting it out.

Growth is not always about getting through terrible pain.  Most often it involves change, perhaps only a small shift in awareness or embracing a good part of you that got lost.

Ust the things of this world as nature needs them, but not with excessive attachment.  For people become like what they love.

Frankie McNiece

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