LARRY RUSH (Deathrow)

13/01/2011 14:15

 

"A man who has nothing left in this world still may know bliss, be it only for a brief moment, in the contemplation of his beloved friend. In a position of utter desolation, when man cannot express himself in positive action, when his only achievement may consist in enduring his sufferings in the right way – an honourable way – in such a position man can, through thoughtful communication with his new found friend, achieve fulfilment.”
Viktor E. Frank

 Dear Hopeful Pen Friend,
I do hope that this letter finds you in the best of health mentally, physically, and spiritually (that inner force that govern your life) with a smile in your heart and on your face. And, most of all, may the divinity of God`s love always be with you in this ever-changing, uncertain world. Well, as for myself, tomorrow is not known to me, but today I live, and I give thanks to God for the breath of life, the ability to function, and the opportunity to present to you this letter. My name is Larry Rush, aka, Leroy “Slim” Thomas, and I`m a 50-year old African/Indian/American, fighting to prove my innocence DEATH ROW PRISONER An individualist, critical, analytical, organic-intellectual. A writer, a poet, a philosopher, an artist, an avid chess-player, visionary, and prisoners litigator, who possesses a self-taught critical acumen, which I employ in the struggle for the freedom of both myself and other unjustly wronged people. I am writing this open letter because I am in desperate need of a pen pal, someone with whom I can mentally travel with upon uncharted territory; someone with whom I can share my ideals/ideas, concepts, and ideologies with; just someone who will give my mind the opportunity to permeate the confines of my desolate and lonely cell. I had entered the prison system with virtually a third grade education and really could not read or write, but now I can write 50 pages on 50 different subjects before looking into a book. However, having such vast intellect is causing me to mentally suffer from a lack of intercourse, and if I don`t find someone with whom I can engage with mentally in a stimulatory conversation soon, I`m afraid that I`m going to lose my mind and cause all of my hard work (which makes me the man I am today) to be for naught. Will you allow yourself to be that someone? I promise that our friendship, once cultivated, nourish, and given the time to grow, will blossom into a beauty all of its own. If I hear from you, I will tell you of the primordial overall function that makes me who I am. If I don`t hear from you, remember: Don`t be the jug and cold water that pour upon yourself – smell the flowers, take in some sun, dance with the wind, and live – LIFE!
 

Larry Rush, aka, Leroy Thomas
# AM – 2728
S.C.I. – Greene
175 Progress Drive
Waynesburg, PA 15370 – 8090

USA