Spiderman
Veteran Member
I've noticed myself and many other inmates get all spiritual or Jesuseey in jail.
Then they get out and lose the mysticism and faith they had aquired behind bars.
Ever had this experience in jail?
I just can't explain the enormous amount of faith I had in the 11 months i spent locked up about 3 years ago.
Some of it was clearly delusion, but faith nonetheless.
I thought I'd get out and be a prophet, a healer, and miracle-worker, but now I remember Marlin Brando "I could have been a contender, now I'm just a bum".
(I've been to jail more than 15 times and as long as I'm sober don't have to worry about it.)
But damn do i miss that childlike faith that a person can have in jail.
I also miss how jail is like a communist utopia.
Nobody owns anything, everyone wears the same jumpsuit, everyone is equal, no one has a car, no one has a hot babe, no one has possessions or anything to envy but a little extra food from the vending machine because some kind soul put money on their books.
Everything belongs to the community, nobody owns anything, and officers in uniforms control the masses with pepper spray, handcuffs, and taser guns. It's total communism!
Maximilian Kolbe died in a Nazi concentration camp. He volunteered gladly to take another inmates death sentence, and blissfully went to the starvation bunker, singing to God and the virgin Mary the whole time, as he became skin and bones.
Eventually the guards entered his cell with a syringe of lethal carbolic acid, and he happily extended his arm, ready to meet his maker. (At least that was the testimony of guards and inmate witnesses.)
How could someone be happy in a Nazi death camp, or volunteer to take the place of an inmate sentenced to the starvation bunker?
I'm not entirely sure, but have experienced stolkholm syndrome, and know what it's like to find a greater joy behind bars, that I didn't have in real life.
I'm not sure what all the reasons are for this blissful zen-like experience, but have seen it in other inmates.
I guess when you hit rock bottom and become powerless, your hope shifts to faith in God or some sort of supernatural entities, because it's harder to find hope or joy in anything else.
Also, a person can truly be somebody in jail, and then in the real world, feel like nobody.
Whatever the reasons, jailhouse Mysticism is a thing that i kinda miss!
Any thoughts as to why people can find greater faith, peace, and joy behind bars than the outs?
Then they get out and lose the mysticism and faith they had aquired behind bars.
Ever had this experience in jail?
I just can't explain the enormous amount of faith I had in the 11 months i spent locked up about 3 years ago.
Some of it was clearly delusion, but faith nonetheless.
I thought I'd get out and be a prophet, a healer, and miracle-worker, but now I remember Marlin Brando "I could have been a contender, now I'm just a bum".
(I've been to jail more than 15 times and as long as I'm sober don't have to worry about it.)
But damn do i miss that childlike faith that a person can have in jail.
I also miss how jail is like a communist utopia.
Nobody owns anything, everyone wears the same jumpsuit, everyone is equal, no one has a car, no one has a hot babe, no one has possessions or anything to envy but a little extra food from the vending machine because some kind soul put money on their books.
Everything belongs to the community, nobody owns anything, and officers in uniforms control the masses with pepper spray, handcuffs, and taser guns. It's total communism!
Maximilian Kolbe died in a Nazi concentration camp. He volunteered gladly to take another inmates death sentence, and blissfully went to the starvation bunker, singing to God and the virgin Mary the whole time, as he became skin and bones.
Eventually the guards entered his cell with a syringe of lethal carbolic acid, and he happily extended his arm, ready to meet his maker. (At least that was the testimony of guards and inmate witnesses.)
How could someone be happy in a Nazi death camp, or volunteer to take the place of an inmate sentenced to the starvation bunker?
I'm not entirely sure, but have experienced stolkholm syndrome, and know what it's like to find a greater joy behind bars, that I didn't have in real life.
I'm not sure what all the reasons are for this blissful zen-like experience, but have seen it in other inmates.
I guess when you hit rock bottom and become powerless, your hope shifts to faith in God or some sort of supernatural entities, because it's harder to find hope or joy in anything else.
Also, a person can truly be somebody in jail, and then in the real world, feel like nobody.
Whatever the reasons, jailhouse Mysticism is a thing that i kinda miss!
Any thoughts as to why people can find greater faith, peace, and joy behind bars than the outs?
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