Interesting...

Interestingly, this is the image I saw this past weekend as I laid in my cell in prison. My cell mate had been there for 15 months. She was getting ready to be shipped off to the state pentitinuary for 15 years - no parole. She is the mother of a 2 year old arrested on drug charges. 34 years old. I had the bottom bunk. She was on top. The 1st night I was there, I could not sleep. I laid on the single cot, no pillow, dazing. The only window was beside her upper bunk. The moonlight shined. On the wall in front of me, this is what I saw. The 2nd night I was there, we were awakened at 4:30 a.m. for breakfast. When she finished eating, she sat and knelt in prayer in front of her bible. I laid on my cot, trying to focus on anything except what was. She then began reading the bible outloud. I got up, tried to open the locked door, anywhere, anyway to escape what was happening. She still read outloud. Why was her reading the bible upsettling me. Because, long ago, I learned the bible was written by man, man's translation from what he was experiencing then. The bible itself can be imprisoning...if one believes. That day, I saw firsthand, man's translation, from what he/she was experiencing at the time.

This whole DUI thing has been very traumatic. Taking my time in writing what I experienced. What I do know is... the world and the laws are messed up. Keep to yourself, focus on what is really important and most of all, learn to love and be loved.