Today I got in touch with some deep pain. The facing of this pain brought me to associate this with God. I felt a very profound sense of being trapped. That I had no where to go. I embraced this state of being for a moment. Faced it as I wondered how i was going to get beyond it. Go through it and find some joy.
How I came to feel and think this way? I am totally unhappy about my life; my girl, home, daily routine, people, job. This place of great pain, this cell demanded that I find a new way to live, and when I thought that I had to learn just one more thing to bring me success my rage kicked in.
It became clear to me that here is where a man needs style. Some call it coping skills. The root of coping skill is success. Success is not determined by whether you get what you want, but how you looked in the process of getting that desire. Take a minute look at the man in the mirror.
Just a man trying to infuse substance in the hype 
