Free Your Mind! Blogs, Zines, Pamphlets, Texts written by Coyote, who was incarcerated in Nevada, in the solitary confinement units. This site is an archive.
Wednesday, January 20, 2010
Despair
These walls were built with hate and I imagine that they will be destroyed with hate. In a sanatorium we live, we struggle, and we die. How do we overcome this?
They call it ELY STATE PRISON, I call it Ely State Zoo. Come watch us and see what we do while we sit in our cages. Listen to our beastly roars and our soul-wrenching howls and our lonesome chirps. We live in cages called cells. We live in hell where despair pervades the atmosphere of our hearts. We live in institutions where the air is stale and the walls are pale. We live in agony.
Listen to the sound of dread as it enters your cell through the ventilation system: "Fuck the system, buck the system": words that still ring in our ears, even though some stopped trying a long time ago. We don't care any more, and when you stop caring, you begin to go numb and your mind deteriorates, crumbles, fades.
We are the wretched, the little people with broken souls, holding on to death, refusing to let go.
This is my profane existence as I sit here and try to explain resistance. When my soul gets cold, the hate unfolds, and onto a path of destruction I go.
Despair fills the air in here, another day, another year. When she thinks of me, she sheds a tear.....
