There's No Buddy Like A Brother

There's No Buddy Like A Brother

16 June 2011

Lee Andrew Taylor - Final Statement - Rest in Peace

Lee Andrew Taylor aka Tiny

8th January 1979 - 16th June 2011

Lee's Final Statement
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REST IN PEACE

Tiny

I dont want to be writing this. I have been through a total plethora of emotions today, worry, anger, sadness and sorrow.
     
But let me start at the point to lead up to this On 15th may I’d worked on a jaguar set to have it ready for visit pick up. It was done, I wrote an awesome friend talked about the guy Balentine, getting a stay and was really excited thinking my friend was going to get a stay too! (Lee Taylor) Deep Sigh!!
       
I finished writing in a really good mood and went to read my book, now this was all technically starte on the 14th because I’m a night owl, I enjoy peace and quiet to focus and do stuff, anyway, as the night wears on breakfast comes and goes eggs and biscuits yum. I read on all the while thinking in my head about 3 things 1. Getting these drawings out and into property for my visit of the 16th 2. Getting my level 2 property and containers as Ive been level 2 for over a week since the 9th and 3. Once again trying to get some help because as I have said on the hand restraints. When I say I am being tortured I mean it. I have bruises and marks on both hands that do not go away where the hand cuffs are cutting into my flesh. The day goes on the only thing I get is my property picked up but at least I got that. As I am excited about a visit and I will be able to be there with my friend and not say a forever goodbye but a good bye, or so I thought (you’ll see keep reading) I crash out around 1.30p, then get up at just before 8pm as the officers ask me for a shower yes-well they have to wait on a Sgt. So almost 2 hours roll around finally a Sgt. Shows up Mr. Beverly the one I punched in the face- Well we go to shower come back, I talk with the Sgt everythings cool, we had already talked the day before also now on into the night I write my friend and go and read– Oops now breakfast of the 16th june was eggs and buiskets, the day before was pancakes, anyway I tell the officers hey I got a visit today can I please have an early shower before my visit at around 9.30ish is when I expected it, well it gets going around 7am I go to shower and come back and I wait well I’ve been up all the nite so I’m starting to get alittle sleepy so around 8.30am Iput my book down and lay down to take a little nap.
       
I woke up around 9.15am cuz the gate pops, the officers are just doing a walk through, ok still a little time I’l just lay back down and wait, Well I fall back to sleep and now it’s 10.15am when I woke up, and as soon as I see the time I get worried! Now I’m up, they come with lunch, hamburger patty mash potato’s and green beans, I’ll eat a few bites to hold me until visit. A little after 11 I get mad, they have slow bucked on me all the while I keep hoping they will show up. I hear people come and go on the pod but nothing for me 12. 0′clock 12.30 its too late hes gone, they have taken him! I am hurt, I just wanted to be there with my friend and say good bye, 1- 1.20pm rolls around I’m crushed My visitor was denied. I know it cuz they (rank) was worried I’d do something. So they just took my visit. Im tired I’ll deal with it later. Just before 7pm someone calls my name Yeah! I holler. “They got Tiny!” (Lee Taylor) I didn’t say anything I’m stunned he was supposed to get a stay “Did you hear me I said Tiny! He said again. I force myself to reply yeah I heard you I heard you. I just laid down and tried to go back to sleep, I couldn’t I was just like numb I felt nothing yet I felt everything all at the same time, so I laid there and started talking to Tiny “Man you were supposed to get a stay” (tears) Damn it Hold on I cant see I’m crying!) Anyway I talked a little more and just laid there, then I heard this whistle kind of far away a weird whistle almost like a bird and I just thought of Tiny, like I knew it was him somehow and then as I laid in bed I could hear someone’s radio and the song was creep by Radiohead, great song, I Like it a lot, anyway As I'm listening to it and singing along Its over some other good song comes on, and I was like ohhhhhhhhh Tiny’s playing some good tunes now lol, but the words from the creep song that stuck in my head were “I dont belong here” (tears) Dam it hold on I cant see again) Tiny believed in spiritualism and reincarnation well I was teasing him, he'd come back as a grasshopper cuz he ate one, and he tried to get me too but I didn’t so he talked me into eating a yellow jacket instead, I know I know, shut up, but anyway as I was crying I thought about that and I started laughing “Tiny your not going to be a grasshopper your going to be a bird that eats grasshoppers,” as I thought about that bird sound I had heard earlier and then the song so maybe just maybe its true or its what my mind wants to be true or whatever but I have peace and I’m ok still hurts to lose a friend (tears again) but its ok, as my friend Mark says, I’m Ok you're Ok! I'ts from some book he read a long time ago.

Anyway Tiny you free now No more of this hell No more pain, sorrow none of the things that bind us here anymore. I really feel you are free to see the universe vast, open and wide, go enjoy bro—I'll miss you my friend and I’ll always love you.

Will Speer


5 June 2011

Poem - PASSION IN YOU

PASSION

The Beauty that is in your visage

Radiance of loveliness in your eyes.

The softness and elegance of your cheeks

Grace and delicacy lie within the curves of your lips,

Where the taste of sweetness is so delightfully exquisite.

I find myself yearning for your touch

to hear the soothing melody your voice is to my ears,

for the desire I find burning within,

is a flame longing to be expressed.

As the moth I am drawn to it’s allure.

The appeal can not be denied,

For the attraction is unmistaken.

Excitement replenishes my soul,

and my heart flutters with a new cadence.

My presence is purified with the pleasure I find in you.


~ Written by Will Speer ~
5th June 2011


Reality

Reality -  I live in a dangerous place here on Tx. Death row and I’m not even talking about the inmates. The Guards, Rank, the administration.  I have learned when they put the eye on you—They put the eye on you.  Nothing leaves the unit, they do not want to, as in Mail, letters and writings. Nor does it go to where it is sent. Hell even the O.I.G does not even respond.  I wrote a letter and sent an I-60 never heard anything. I wrote a grievance on the 10th, never got a reply. Sent 2 I-60’s asking if my grievance was received. Nothing.   A number of us are all trying to be out at visit on the16th for Lee Taylors Date of Execution 3 of us at visit last night, so they put us all down at the end and even gave us some chit chat time. How nice all so they could try to see what was going on — Well I’m here to tell you, nothings going on it’s all just what it is  — Friends just wanting to be there for another friend.  Nobody is plotting anything bad, we just want to say our goodbyes.

Taylor doesn’t want anybody tripping for him. He’s ready to go, so believe I will honor my friends wishes and be on my best behaviour. Hey I even tried to get my Mohawk cut off today to show I am not tripping. The Mohawk to me is the symbol of rebellion and war (protest) Like the Indians war paint.  My war is over.. I have 3 friends on Death watch now.  It’s sad but this is where we live…
This evening is one of my more depressing nights. You know I can’t even see a psych Dr. Hell no they sort stopped by I-60 requesting to talk to him. So now I can’t even get mental help either.  I guess I should go write about the ghosts now, maybe later. (smile)

I talked to the nurse today. Now security is once again using the restraints as a punishment, because of Sgt. Beverly. Security says it’s a medical issue. The Dr. gives me the pass. So security short stops it. I guess I have not been tortured enough consequences. The sad thing on that is the ones who make these calls are sitting behind a desk somewhere.   I pay for it, the Officers pay for it, all while they sit back and watch. I can act cruel but I am not a cruel person. Sometimes I say or write things out of emotion like the spite that is only going to get people hurt who don’t even know what’s going on. There is a time for violence I see that I  believe that. But, there is a time to talk and all  out violence was not, is not the answer.
Let us hope the next few days bring positive change, for us all

Until Next time
Will

Stay posted who knows what type of crazy stuff I might write next.


They Hurt Me

21st March 2011, it was around 10 minutes to 5pm and the guy in the dayroom started shouting 6 man team on the pod!  Then the section gate popped Into F. That is where I live on 2 row 8/cell. And they are coming up the stairs looking my way. Then they turned and go down the run to the 2 row cross over that joins E and F section. They cross over to stand in front of 70 cell they have the gas mask and gas cans ready to go with the extraction team all suited up, Helmets and pads with a Lg. Shield.
       
 They order Lee Taylor down out of the window and to the front of his cell for a strip search and removal out of 70 cell.
         
Why are they doing this to him? Because the State of Texas wants to kill him and they gave him a date for June 16th, Why did they have to bring the extraction team? Because he asked to see the sunset!  In Death watch there is a building there so you can’t look out to watch the sunset.  He stripped out and came out of his cell, now he is refusing to walk.. So they pick him up and take a few steps then drop him and pile on top! He’s shouting “I only wanted to watch the sunset!!!  This is crazy Big Will” Because I was shouting to get off of him. I was helpless to help him. As they picked him back up and started walking down the run to the top of the stairs, he was shouting “your breaking my wrist, your braking my wrist” and was thrashing to make them stop hurting him. They drop him at the top step (T, Tully) says “well if you’d just walk”, showing they were trying to hurt him and cause him pain.  I was shouting, God knows what  because I was so overcome with emotion I was crying and shouting what I remember – “I will make you pay” and you are taking him so they can kill him.  I wanted out of my cell so bad to try and help my friend…. I grabbed the door through the screen and began to pull and pull and pull jerking the door until my hands and fingers bleed.  I watched them carry him down the stairs head first.. I was crying and could not shout any more, his last words were of Love for his friends.  I could not even shout back, I was so over come with emotions.  (Big Will, Rick, Tool, Mark, Psycho, then  he was gone!
         
I could only cry and pace my floor like a caged animal.  I could only think of how helpless and sad I was to watch my friend be done that way.   How humane was that?  He just wanted to watch the sunset…. And they call us the monsters!!!!  What would it have hurt to let him stay there another hour or 2. He was going to go peacefully… He just wanted to watch his last sunset!  To see the sky line full of color and beauty. The trees just setting it off perfectly as the blues changed into pinks, purples, oranges and yellows and the sun slowly creeping out of sight. That was all he wanted to see… I did watch it and I’ve never seen a sunset more beautiful before and he didn’t get to see it… I know the sunset calmed him and gave him peace. It gave him a feeling of life and all that was alive.

So I know for him he lost a lot more than just a sunset… He lost the very thing he had grasped on to over the years. Which was the sun taking away with it all his worry, pains, frustrations and fears as it set… And for me a sunset will never be JUST a sunset again…

My regards and respects to you and yours!
Sincerely
Will Speer

2 June 2011

2nd June 2011

Here I was in pain putting on a good show of being happy and actually I was, because yesterday I got to see a Doctor, I thought we had made some real progress.. He put me on 800 mg of Ibuprofen, 3 times a day. Big help there, but, it doesn’t tell us why I’m having this pain. I am to have some lab work one. I know he is going to check my potassium levels before he puts me on that pill.
       
On my Blood pressure when I had just got out of bed and went to medical was 160/77 and an 86 pulse, Now to me those are the best numbers I’ve had in a long time, but, I had just got out of bed too. So I wonder how much it goes up after I’ve been up for a while and my leg swells up and all that good stuff, and he said he was renewing my restraints. So I asked the nurse when do I get my pass and she told me Oh there is a problem with that I go Huh?  she said, Yeah the “Rank” and I’m like what? so she walks off saying she doesn’t have any control over it.
       
What we have here is a failure to communicate! Some people you just can’t reach , Security says it’s a medical issue, so I go to medical to fix the issue 22 days it took but ok and now Medical tells me is security WTF!!!!

Deep sigh!!! we shall see.