6/22/24, Entry 2: Words on Paper, or Thoughts on a Canvas
When I first entered prison I was 24 years old, I had no education: I was unmotivated; and I had a perverse perception of life. Mentally I was in a bad place as I stared down a long road looking at the many years ahead of me. I knew I needed guidance if I wanted to make it through what many others had gone through before me. The question was: where could I find this guidance and who could I trust to point me in the right direction?
Prior to my incarceration I didn’t read at all. I had only begun to read when I arrived at prison. Book after book it seemed as if the majority were written to entertain, but that’s not what I was looking for. I wanted to edify myself not entertain myself.
In search of literature that could speak to me I came across a little “Secret”. There’s nothing to reveal because that’s literally the name of the book I encountered it’s called “The Secret”, by Rhonda Byrne. At that moment in time I knew I found my guidance, one of the many leaders who would show me the right path. I sensed that this intellectual work and many like it was more than just ‘words on a paper’, no this work was different to me it was ‘thoughts on a canvas’, and the picture of life looked more clear with every chapter.
