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I was eventually convicted of a lesser felony and sentenced to 6 mos. to 10 years in state prison. Of that I would serve 3 years. By now I was caught up in the revolving door of prison and parole. I was paroled to San Francisco wandered down to Santa Barbara and ended up being arrested there for a burglary and was convicted and sentenced to 4 years in state prison. I had been out of prison for exactly 2 months my parole officer thought I was nuts and ordered a psychiatric evaluation. I had told the investigator when questioned as to why I had committed the crime that the honest lifestyle bored me to death and I would rather go to prison than punch a time clock.
At 27 I was totally locked into a life of stealing, doing drugs, selling drugs, and robbery. Whatever it took to finance my needs and feed my desire for excitement. Having already spent 8 years behind bars I would go on to spend another 6 years in state prison. For a total of 14 years. I would be sent to prison for 2 or 3 years and upon getting out would immediately take up my old pattern of burglarizing, robbing , and doing drugs. I didn't care that I was hurting other people or wasting my life. Satan had me totally bound up in this life style that would eventually kill me. I knew this and still didn't care. My attitude was "you can kill me but you can't eat me".
Prison became an accepted part of my life a time to regroup and prepare for another run at preying upon a society I viewed as a natural resource. A time to swap stories with the home boys, drink home brew, and get high on drugs smuggled in by foolish women caught up in the outlaw fantasy. The only worry was surviving the riots which were battles for power behind the walls. Everyone was a soldier and the color of our skin was our uniform, you could tell a persons rank by the amount and type of tattoos on his body. The blacks fought the whites, the Mexicans fought the blacks, the northern Mexicans fought the southern Mexicans, all the while the administration pulled the strings and played one group against another in order to keep everyone from turning on the guards. After all there was more of us then them. And so we fought for the honor of our race (so we thought) this was our way of preserving our dignity in a system that was designed to strip us of that dignity. This is how we hid from the reality that we were a bunch of losers exiled from society and caged like animals. This was the fantasy world that Satan had me trapped in and very few are there that escape this world. I did though, I escaped, I was set free by the only power in the universe capable of freeing me from this living nightmare. God in his great mercy reached down and freed me from Satan's grip.
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