This is the original letter given to the State of Georgia monitor at D.Ray James prison. In which the monitor told the Warden of that prison to get from me.This letter is what they sent me to Augusta State Prison Hospial classifing me as a level three mental patient which Augusta would verify that it was the second time they have tried to make me a mental patient.This is that letter wrote in book form.
DECIEVED
This must be the most incredible story ever to have been told.but it is true and it happen.This story is about me, by now everbody knows who I am.It started in 1998, when I got arrested for habitual violator. I was not drinking and driving when i was stopped,I was just driving.And this is how the story begins. My mother was a diebetic and she was going into a diebetic attack and to bring her back from it,she needed orange juice so I drove to the bank to get the money for it and on the way to the store I was stopped because the same officer that arrested me for DUI before I stopped drinking saw me and knew that I wasn't suppose to be driving, but I had my license my picture was posted in the news paper when I was caught for the DUI.After being arrested and making bond about six months later I was sentenced January 5,1999,to five years ion prison for habitual violator. I had a Court appointed lawer that was working hard to try and not let me serve time.That is why I stayed out of court for six months.And had sign and agreed to a plea bargain that was agreed apond by the Judge,D.A. and my probation officer.Because she knew I was married and had a family And that I was only driving,license included.And she did'nt see any reason for me to serve time for that.So just before Thanksgivings of 1998 we went to court and had the plea bargain and that's when everyone agreed that when I return to court everything would be the same.But when I returned to court January 5,1999 the D.A. was changed from a woman to a man and I was given a jury trial with the jury being the judge,the now man D.A. and my probation officer,and was even placed on the stand to tell my story alone with the witness I had.I believe that all of this happen because of the Longshoreman's insurance that was in my records.that had emptied out the court room to,as they call it (RAILROAD)me.This all happen in Brunswick,Ga.I stayed in the county jail until i was tranfered June of 1999.To Coastal State Prison and stayed there for about a month.And went to Coffee County Prison in July of 1999.I was doing fine ,going to school to get my G.E.D. until one month later some guys wanted to attack me,I thought so I reported it to the officers and they put me in the hole(segregation) for a 72 hours investigation.But when the 72 hours was up I didn't want to come out.Because I couldn't understand what was going on are why this was happening.Doing this time people in the monitor room started communicating with me,over what they called the system.But no one knew that they were talking to me, because only I could hear it, still not knowing what was going on.They was messing with my head by telling me things like they were going to let me out of prison if I say that I was a punk and let them put that on my records.I had to stay up at night and sleep in the day to listen to what they were planning against me.I didn't know what to do because I was locked in a cell and couldn't get anyone to help me,I was made to believe.And I thought it was the prison system doing this to me,(The State).Day after day I prayed my obligatory pray,five times aday because I am a muslim and read The Qur'an. This was the only thing that I had to give me strength.I was scared as hell and couldn't show fear,or I would have been though dealing.Because to show fear would have destroyed me And I didn't know what I was up against or what they might do to me.This system that they was talking on works by making vibration that bounce off the wall and produce sound which turns into words.This sound is not heard by everyone which I didn't know at that time what they had do to me to make me hear it.But I've learned over the years that it speaks in thin air.And the only way that you maybe able to hear it other wise is to use a device that pick-up vibration and turn them into words. I was in segregation at Coffee County Prison for six month straight.And during that time I was secretly being mentally tormented.I was mad to believe that my mother, stepfather, brother,sister,wife and daughter were all kidnipped and being held hostage in the prison by them.And they my people I thought was talking to me because they had their voices on the system from calling their home.This I had found out later.And I believed them until i got to D-Ray James Prison and found out it was a lie,because I called them and they were alright.until they came back a year later and told me that they had killed my people.And I could find out if it was true or not because the phone system was change to where you couldn't dail straight out you had to call collect,they use to give you a call,and they stoppped my letter to my sister going out.So I couldn't fine out the true again until later cause my mother had pasted in 2000.They also made me believe that an ex-girl firendwas working with them in the monitor room.They knew everyones name that I knew,birthdays,even where they lived.Because I believe that they must read minds at least that's what they say they can do,as long as they are around the system and see thought my eyes because of this system.They called themselves devil worshippers.Doing my time in segregation at Coffee County Prison I've seen hologram pictures on the floor inside and outside of my cell.these pictures actually moved.I saw holograms of deformed people and people in costumes like real dog heads.They had me so mess-up until I was made to believe that I was seeing things and hearing things and so I asked for antidepressant and was found out later that I was being also given psychiatic medicine without my knowledge.I was tranfered to Augusta to be evaluated to see if anything was wrong with me mentally.Not knowing that they was trying to make me a mental patient because of what I saw.But Augusta couldn't find anything wrong with me,mentally or phycially.But when I got back to Coffee they continuued to give me the medicine.And I took it for a year and three month not knowing what I was taking,until a black doctor told me.At Wheeler just after leaving Coffee I went straight to segregation because I thought take had followed me there because I could still talk to them.And I stay in the hole there for three months straight being wrote-up every two weeks for not coming out until I was tranfered to D-Ray James.And the hell didn't stop there it continued until I discharged phycially being tortured and in 2004,January 5.
