Monday, June 30, 2008
Never Give Up
Friday, June 27, 2008
Going That Extra Mile (Part 2)
Wednesday, June 25, 2008
"Miracles" By Stacy Whitaker aka Mr. Dizzle
Every piece of clothing has been shredded and torn
No one seems to notice the bare naked skin
Nor the wounds that have been cut within
The foundation can no longer cover the sad face you wear
Your happiness has dried up to a mask that's scared
You hear voices but can't comprehend the words.
Nor recognize the beautiful birds
They have wings that spread the length of you
They have come to clothe you a life so new
You think you are dreaming and you say this can't be true
Miracles have never happened to someone like you
So they lift you and kiss you a brand new breath
Set you free gave you strength when you felt you had none left
The miracles never stop you will always be blessed
They fly away and whisper you have passed the test
Miracles are angels watching your steps.
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Sunday, June 22, 2008
Going That Extra Mile (Part 1)
Forty years ago relationships were much different than they are today. People went out of their way to show generosity, hospitality, and respect to the people they cared for. The community was more unified. Like the old adage goes.... It takes a village to raise a child. This kind of community and family awareness was prevalent in the days of old, but then, so much has changed in the last 40 years. The family and community structure has diminished dramatically and this is causing our society to quickly spiral towards a potential collapse. Gun violence, gangs, AIDS, the high rate of suicides among all age groups, drug use, lack of proper education, the alarmingly large amount of people being incarcerated.... all of it has taken a negative toll on our communities.
Why is this our social structure now? How did we get here? What was broken in our recent past that left us in this state of decay and decline? In my personal opinion, people just stopped going that extra mile. They quit putting in the effort. They gave up! It's almost as if, collectively, people forgot what it meant to be a part of something like family. They traded their morals and values for the instant gratification of our current lifestyles. And it isn't that they just gave up on their families, their community, educational programs, etc., but they also gave up on themselves. They just stopped caring. We were so focused on the small picture, cutting our little piece of the American pie, that we failed to see the big picture. We missed the forest for the trees.
Today, relationships and marriages don't last longer than a couple of years. Politicians, even dirty ones, have a longer and more successful term than the average marriage. So what are we left with? Single parent households. Our youth has no leadership to look up to. They have so many mixed signals that they have nothing positive to strive for, they fall into a state of disarray and uncertainty. If we don't find a way to fix this trend we are all going to be eaten alive; not only by ourselves, but by our own children. Tell me, who's willing to "man-up" and go the extra mile? Who is going to stop, take a look around, and scream to the heavens that we are falling apart? I often wonder at times where my life would be if a few positive role models from my community had taken me under their wing and showed me a different path to travel. Just what would have become of me? There's a big chance that my life would have been totally different.
Don't get me wrong, there are people out there that do try to go that extra mile, but in order to overcome the ills of our society, we're gonna need many more. We need to get back to those days when people stood up and took responsibility for their actions, when family and respect come first and people are held accountable for their actions. At least then we'll be heading in the right directions. Who among us will stand up and look around, and realize that this isn't the way? Who will go that extra mile?
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Sunday, June 15, 2008
How My Day Went
Today was very laid back, got up late and didn't really do much after that but read. I ran across a couple of things that really caught my attention. One was Big Harry Audacious Goals; basically what that means is we have to think big. Too often we don't think much of ourselves. We have a tendency to think other people are better than us or born with special ability. And when you think like this, you have a tendency to say, "what the heck," but watch out. We must have a certain level of unreasonable confidence. A confidence to say I can go with what others say they can't. Too often our friends and family become our worst enemies by telling us we are going to look like a fool if we fail.
One of the stories that really caught my attention today was about a mountain climber that decided to climb a great mountain. To the climber, climbing this mountain without a rope was doable, but to all the bystanders it looked fool hearted. This climber knew that with proper training and concentration, she could make the climb. But it also gave her a challenge. She knew if she fell, she would die, but was confident in her ability. In order to be successful in life you have to take on tasks that sometimes may look like they are going to kill our careers or reputation or brand. However, it's these steps that separate a visionary from the ordinary. I have never wanted to be ordinary.
So I am setting some goals for myself and my family and friends. Some I discuss with people that may laugh and call me a fool but I have been training and I feel perfectly confident in my skills. I hope that you all like the piece that my guy did last night, The Power of Focus. I am really amazed at the effect that I am having on the guys on this compound and the love and respect that they are giving me. This gives me that fool hearted confidence that makes me feel that I can take on any task that is put before me. I hope that you all stick around for the ride cause it's going to be a rocky road from here on out. See Rick Fly.
Peace and Love
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Saturday, June 14, 2008
The Power of Focus
Successful people have successful habits. Unsuccessful people don't! Real talk. If you want to distance yourself from the masses and enjoy a unique lifestyle, understand this - your habits will determine your future. It's that important. Remember, successful people don't drift to the top. It takes focused action, personal discipline and lots of energy every day to make things happen. The habits you develop from this day forward will determine how your future works out. To be truly rich includes not only financial freedom, but developing rich, meaningful relationships, enriching your health, and enjoying a rich balance between your career and your personal life. More people than ever are living for immediate gratification. They buy things they really can't afford and put off the payments as far down the road as possible. People in the habit of doing this have a sense of playing catch-up all the time. If you want to enjoy longevity, you must have healthy habits. Practicing good nutrition, exercising and studying longevity play a major role here. Most of the population in the Western world is overweight, under-exercised and malnourished. That's a live for the moment attitude, with little or no thought given to future consequences. As far as burning out from working long hours, or when you eat fast food and junk food on the run as a daily habit, the combination of stress and high cholesterol produces great risk for heart attacks or strokes. Up to 90% of our normal behavior is the truth, whereas your inner perception of your behavior is often an illusion. True Game. - Nathan Dickey, Texarkana F.C.I.
Wednesday, June 11, 2008
The End of the Black Race?
Lately something has been disturbing me greatly and I would like to share it with you all. It's not the corrupted prison system, gun violence, murder rates, nor the high gas prices that got America going crazy. It's something extremely worse: AIDS in the black community. When I found out that AIDS is the leading cause of death for African-American women between the ages of 25 and 34, I was devastated. This deadly disease is killing off our beautiful black queens at an alarming rate and this statistic is destroying the foundation of our community. The black woman has been and still is the backbone of most African-American families. Whether it's her taking care of a single-parent household or supporting her man in whatever way she can. Our black queens need to display these same strengths when it comes to making life threatening decisions. With most of the black men in prison serving lengthy sentences and the AIDS virus flooding our communities, is it the end of the black race?
It hurts when I pick up a newspaper or magazine and read a story about another victim. Even though we are not related, I feel a strong connection to them. I'm human and that simply connects us all. That person could be my son or daughter suffering from that tragedy. Please wake up and stop letting lust control your lives. Be wise when choosing a mate. Pay close attention to their lifestyles, find out as much as you can about their prior relationships, and entertain the question of whether or not they think bisexuality is okay. It's sad to say but there are a number of men and women who are bisexual and don't notify their partner, which adds to this statistic at a deadly cost to our community and our unborn children; especially with bisexual males. But this is not entirely their fault because even though condoms are not 100% effective, they are free and give you a better chance at protection or in this case living. Its sad to see how some people don't put any value on life.
There are men and women in this world who surprisingly spread this deadly disease intentionally out of anger and frustration. I have read numerous articles and witnessed this first-hand on two occasions. It hurt me to the inner depths of my should to hear these guys say forget it, I'm going to pass this shit on like someone passed it on to me. And it's not just the men with this deadly revenge, I can remember reading about this young lady who would leave a message on mens mirrors in red lipstick that would read, "welcome to my world you've got AIDS!" Even more recently I was speaking with a friend on the phone who was very upset. After enquiring why, she told me she was looking at a clip on YouTube of this young, handsome man who had sex with over two thousand women between the ages of 15 and 30. Sadly, not one had asked him to use a condom. If this does not make us wake up, what will?
So please don't let my so-called image fool you, I am a man with a conscious and I love my black people unconditionally.
$RR$
Tuesday, June 10, 2008
Just Reaching Out
Well last week has probably been my most exciting week since when Gary Webb broke my story in 1996 and my name had become one of the most popular names in the country for a couple of weeks. Finally I had made stardom. Even though it was not the way I had hoped, it was stardom nevertheless. See, at that time I was looking at a life-sentence and I was very sure I would get it. But last week was a different story.
One of my greatest fears has been getting out of prison and not knowing what I was going to do. Oh yeah, I've had many nightmares where I just got out of prison and found myself in the middle of a drug deal, only to be surrounded by DEA and FBI with guns pointed at me. My nightmares are not of the boogie man, but of drug deals gone bad. I have been studying really hard, but you often wonder if the stuff that you study really works. I know that my desire to succeed comes from the inside, it doesn't matter what the outside world thinks. If I feel good about it, I go with it.
Anyway, I made a lot of progress last week. I just found out that all the money has been put in place for my upcoming movie. My record label is moving closer to becoming a reality. I have a piece of property that I am building an apartment building on that I will be telling you about later in the week. I am really feeling like the luckiest man in the world right now... and I know it may sound funny to you to hear a guy in prison feeling so lucky! I will do my best to explain it to you as the weeks go on. The first tip is that it all starts with a burning desire.
If you get a chance, check out my website at freewayenterprise.com. We have been doing a lot of work on it, watch for more. Talk to you soon.
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Monday, June 9, 2008
Turning Lemons into Lemonade
When I first started this prison bid off, I was very bitter. I had been set up by a close friend, someone that I gave my trust to. At the same time I was also angry with the cruel government, their laws and so-called Justice. How could they target a man who at the time wasn't involved in any criminal activity? I felt like a victim and was upset with myself for being so naive. I felt sorry for lying to my children when I promised them that I would never leave them again. For years those words have constantly haunted me and every time I think about it, it makes my heart sink deep inside the darkness of my hurting soul. The first time I came to prison was for a 5 year sentence. To me the time didn't seem like a lot, but to my children it was a totally different story. For them, the time away from their father had felt like an eternity. Without a father, they were confused, lost, and hurt beyond all words - and my children had let their feelings be known.
Being in prison, you quickly learn who your "real friends" are. People break bad at an alarming rate. People that you laughed, joked, partied, and even cried with. People you loved. In my situation it was compounding, I was facing a life sentence and things didn't look good at all. After eventually being convicted and sentenced to life in federal prison, reality had finally set in. So many things started running through my mind, but the main thing that affected me was once again being separated from my family. One of my biggest fears wasn't the negative prison environment that held me captive, but the fear of not being around if someone in my family was sick or died. The worst time of being in prison was when the thick steel doors closed and locked. That's when the pain and loneliness set in.
Life at U.S.P. Lompoc was something that I had never experienced before, nor could I have ever imagined. There were people from all walks of life and from every country in the world. The one thing we all had in common was a lack of freedom and a lot of time on our hands. Lompoc wasn't the most dangerous prison in America, but every negative situation you could imagine went on inside: crooked C.O.'s, bad food, uncomfortable living areas, rapes, murders, stabbings; you name it, U.S.P. Lompoc had it. From my opinion, even though most of the men were physically tough, they had been taking a mental pounding. Slowly breaking with each passing day. It didn't take me long to figure out that I wouldn't be a victim to the system or to myself.
I decided to change my way of thinking and do something positive with myself, even though a life-sentence was hanging over my head. I began searching for answers to all my why's and how's and I came up with this: if Mandella was doing time, what would he be doing? He would use his mind and intelligence to figure out a way - and that's exactly what he did. That's why he is one of my idols, one that I highly respect.
So what I did was followed Mandella's blueprint and started using the greatest gift that a man has... the most powerful thing on Earth... my brain. After that, doing time became easier for me, in actuality it turned into my own game. My game against the system. One that I was determined to win. Six years into my life-sentence, the 9th Circuit Court of Appeals overturned my life-sentence and instead I was given 20 years. My positive attitude was starting to pay off. It made me even more assured that I was on the right path, the path to success and happiness.
Now that I am less than two years from having my freedom again, time continues to fly. Many times I wish I had more seconds in the minutes, minutes in the hours, hours in the days. I am excited to wake up every morning and upset when I have to go to sleep at night, afraid that I am going to miss out on something. One of my mottos is 90% grind, 10% sleep. Through this time I met some that I would've never met before, people who I consider real friends, and I am very thankful they let me be a part of their life. Now my goal is to share all that I have learned with the rest of the world. And it all started with one thing - using my brain.
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Friday, June 6, 2008
Life in Prison (Part 5)
Clarence Hodge #79839-179
FCI Texarkana
P.O.Box 7000
Texarkana, TX. 75505-7000
Thursday, June 5, 2008
On Obama
Tuesday, June 3, 2008
Rewards from Making Mistakes
Monday, June 2, 2008
Back to My Workout
Sunday, June 1, 2008
Life in Prison (Part 4)
Twenty Twenty