I prepare my body to absorb the brutal kinetics of piercing lead
As all other silencing attempts fail, and stage 3 approaches - I anticipate a bullet will be the chosen utensil of pacification
I can only pray and prepare
I will force myself to breathe the best I can
I promise
Since last year ive been in 24 hour lockdown. No yard time.
Pacing a 3metre cell with zero electronics or outside contact. Absolute clarity of mind. Real thoughts. Real plans.
Vivid pain.
One hour home and I cant stand my phone.
Some habits die hard.
We must defeat Shaytan.