Day 12, and I am strong.
I was punished with five days in the hole for not eating, and it did not stop me despite Lt. Stan Greer telling me that I would not be released from the hole “until you eat”. I won that standoff because deputies agreed with me.
Today, Deputy Greg Calloway threatened me – back to the hole for not eating. He is very fat. In front of the dorm, I told him, “If I should be punished for under-eating – then you should be punished for overeating.” He yelled at me, “Shut the fuck up.”
Truth is a sharp s(word), a sharp word, a sword.
Enjoy this little rhyme I wrote:
I’m so square that I’m G 2
so extra dimensional that I’m G cubed
To the power of 3, I’m all G
since youth I’m original – triple O G
Truth unfictional is all I can be
so unpredictable is all you see
I’m the very first-bet from A to Z
I’m the Alpha-bet, full letter G
I obey the primary rule
a G+ grade since primary school
Look at you – you just do what they say
You failed school – with a straight A
I sling white magic
but I’m Ebonic with my slang
I Ying the worst black tragic
and I bless you with my Yang
I’m a 5 point flicker
flaming star like a Wicca
with my 6 point crew
I’m Israeli like a Jew
fluid IAM swirlin’
druid like I’m Merlin
I flag triple 7
I’m born triple 9
I flip triple 6’s
like every number’s mine
I’m 7’s so I’m root
Eunuchs know its true
I’m Magi iam Wise Man
My badge says I am fly man
I hang with the bosses
cuz I bring the gnosis
Don’t stumble on this capstone
‘cuz heaven is my Dad’s home
Guilty Until Proven Wealthy 