A Challenge



What happened to guidance and leadership. What about hope and faith, No, Does death ring a bell yeah everyone recognizes that right?  Then why isn’t there any real efforts to stem the violence corroding our communities, Yeah people fair about it and whatnot but what actually being done about it? A very dear friend of mine and myself just recently had a conversation about this and I found it interesting to share with you, I’m speaking of the gang and youth violence in today’s minority communities, The specific region of our convo was Chicago, but kept in context it applies EVERYWHERE. How can one city have the highest Murder rate in the world, Easy, Generational contributions but where do you get so much recklessness from where, KIDS, ages 10-15 are making life and death decisions they see as just having to survive? That’s a fucked up vision towards life, when it doesn’t have to be.  Children should have the opportunity to enjoy life and have a chance to grow up , not view it as death being around the corner. 


The certainty of death should come with living life, not from hopelessness . It’s a tautology The same broken structure I witnessed throughout my youth and generation is being displayed again, only worse. I see it as I know it. As I experienced. Whether it be because of a lack of parenting or dysfunctional family, being bullied, trying to provide for yourself at a young age, or even protect yourself daily.


These children have lost hope and faith in life. They don’t care about themselves which causes severe recklessness. The few that do act out, when people don’t feel they have a voice or interest in being served, they find another way. What do you expect from a child, I’m gonna make this brief as I want to challenge you, ANYONE reading this message, to do something , Wherever you may be, if you have hope for the future of tomorrow, I want you to encourage the youth, or at least one adolescent to be something in life. Let them know THEY DO MATTER,. Their life , beliefs, opinions, struggles, aspirations matter. 


Be an inspiration to them, Let them know there is someone who cares about them and if they live or not that they’re loved, even if those closest to them don’t.  Be a mentor. It’s a shame so many find themselves in my situation, or in prison in general. HELP lower that statistic

P.E.A.C.E matters.


Written by James Broadnax

Solitary mind August 2012




What we become – what we are ultimately consist of what we’ve been doing.. What is the definition of being human?  What creates the notion of correctness pertaining to right and wrong. Therefore what is life.. Life is all about cruelty, It’s understood but not readily acknowledged. You know that. Nothing on this planet lives without something else dying, Why? Wheat causes the  intelligence of the cause and effect of that cycle. I was labelled a monster because of a stationary vision I was forced into. I accepted that because at the time, it’s all I knew.  I embraced the fact of my livelihood depending on survival. Does that make me less human. Most deny it and refuse to recognize their mistakes that led to failures.  I ask again what is human? Look at the history of humanity. It’s filled with atrocities. War, Murder, rape, torture, Even in the name of people indulge in these acts.  The crusades, the Spanish Inquisition, the mass murders of a people , Hitler committed etc. We call that type of behavior Inhumane. Maybe the terminology is backward, Maybe being human means hurting others. That’s what human seem to do best.

Nothing in life is black and white. I don’t believe there to be universal standards that dictate and determine what’s good and evil. It’s subjective. You cant kill for money or recreation, but you’re allowed to murder during war. Why is there a difference. Dead is dead. You set someone on fire, you’re bad, evil. A terroristic threat.  The state execute you and people sell T-shirts and toast champagne. It’s perspective … If this is the world we’re subjected to, does that mean life is cynical? Is this the reality of our creator.

TO James Supporters. Message from James

I want to send many respects and a much appreciated thanks to all of the support given in response to my request. Thanx to you and to ANONYMOUS you know who you are (smile) To linda, I hate we had to meet under the circumstances but must definitley, you’re welcome. The understanding is understood. Again thank you for the help and donations sent to me, and to those who concern themselves with such, just continue to struggle (smile) Thankyou to all of you.,

In solidarity from JB

Pending Executions Texas 2012

Scheduled Execution Last Name First Name TDCJNumber Race DateReceived County
09/20/2012 Harris Robert 999364 B 10/06/2000 Dallas
09/25/2012 Foster Cleve 999470 W 03/01/2004 Tarrant
10/18/2012 Haynes Anthony 999330 B 11/03/1999 Harris
11/08/2012 Swain Mario 999475 B 04/08/2004 Gregg
11/14/2012 Hernandez Ramon 999431 H 10/21/2002 Bexar
11/15/2012 Hughes Preston 939 B 05/17/1989 Harris
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Please remember and lavish in the moment.

His smiles, and her beauty

Her imagination and his freedom

The first “I love You’s”

and romantic walks on the beach

subtle breezes and the simplicity,

of life

Understanding and wondering

Every second spent without the other

cherish the memories for what they are

They’re times and places that’ll never exist again

written by

JB July 2012


An Airbrushing

A sketch maybe’

A painting upon a spoiled and deceased canvas.

Am I allowed to say I’m part of a walking billboard for what’s despised in this country and it’s inflated communities? Even if I don’t reiterate my thoughts and speak from which my heart manipulated the mental essence of my very being, I’ll still be oppressed against! Nothings hidden, and though it’s a struggle within darkness, the clues and facts are in plain Jane view. It can be the hue of me can it? Just as those before me,, and those before them, I’m a mug shot of a seed dropper I never met. The bad seed forms next. Blessed of a curse, dirty and rehearsed, so the ghetto slum became a young brothers turf. Proper preparation prevent poor performance, but a thoroughbred menace to the systems education I was no need for it, is what the officials quote anyway. Oh let them be stagnate and vary like drugs in the alley”

Im swinging

My insides have been bleeding since a near death birth. Arkansas raised but the slight breeze of the Montgomery spring and summer nights continuously stabs goshes into my soul. Set aflame by my masked captors. Beat relentlessly until generations before me turn, roll, flop and beg for mercy under a dirt mound unmarked grave! Damn… and yet, most of us were and are so fucking brave Refusing to comply and behave to what they shame and blame us as. Yeah, that same billboard will forever be my pass. Remember and recognize it for what it is when you set eyes upon it. Acknowledge the presence of it, because even if time froze, disappeared, or put you through what we’ve struggled against the fact will still remain. Frame it, I am that poster child, and i’ll continue to publish and market our STRUGGLE and PRO-GRESS. Unless, from the start, I was useless and they kill me as a witness….

I’m still Struggling.