Wasted Honor -- - Say What you Need To Say......: Sealed Hellion

Wasted Honor -

Carl R. ToersBijns is the author of the Wasted Honor Trilogy [Wasted Honor I,II and Gorilla Justice] and his newest book From the Womb to the Tomb, the Tony Lester Story, which is a reflection of his life and his experiences as a correctional officer and a correctional administrator retiring with the rank of deputy warden in the New Mexico and Arizona correctional systems.

Carl also wrote a book on his combat experience in the Kindle book titled - Combat Medic - Men with destiny - A red cross of Valor -

Carl is considered by many a rogue expert in the field of prison security systems since leaving the profession. Carl has been involved in the design of many pilot programs related to mental health treatment, security threat groups, suicide prevention, and maximum custody operational plans including double bunking max inmates and enhancing security for staff. He invites you to read his books so you can understand and grasp the cultural and political implications and influences of these prisons. He deals with the emotions, the stress and anxiety as well as the realities faced working inside a prison. He deals with the occupational risks while elaborating on the psychological impact of both prison worker and prisoner.

His most recent book, Gorilla Justice, is an un-edited raw fictional version of realistic prison experiences and events through the eyes of an anecdotal translation of the inmate’s plight and suffering while enduring the harsh and toxic prison environment including solitary confinement.

Carl has been interviewed by numerous news stations and newspapers in Phoenix regarding the escape from the Kingman prison and other high profile media cases related to wrongful deaths and suicides inside prisons. His insights have been solicited by the ACLU, Amnesty International, and various other legal firms representing solitary confinement cases in California and Arizona. He is currently working on the STG Step Down program at Pelican Bay and has offered his own experience insights with the Center of Constitutional Rights lawyers and interns to establish a core program at the SHU units. He has personally corresponded and written with SHU prisoners to assess the living conditions and how it impacts their long term placement inside these type of units that are similar to those in Arizona Florence Eyman special management unit where Carl was a unit deputy warden for almost two years before his promotion to Deputy Warden of Operations in Safford and Eyman.

He is a strong advocate for the mentally ill and is a board member of David's Hope Inc. a non-profit advocacy group in Phoenix and also serves as a senior advisor for Law Enforcement Officers Advocates Council in Chino, California As a subject matter expert and corrections consultant, Carl has provided interviews and spoken on national and international radio talk shows e.g. BBC CBC Lou Show & TV shows as well as the Associated Press.

I use sarcasm, satire, parodies and other means to make you think!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Sunday, August 4, 2013

Sealed Hellion - the Dragon

Sealed Hellion

There once walked a dragon with an evil eye and an eye stare. Its eyes were like jewels in the dark shining with evil energy and often misunderstood. There was no green or yellow in his eyes as the most common colors were red and blue. Red for the anger within him and the blue that bonded his soul to those loyal around him.

Dwelling mostly in the asphalt jungles he rarely took nesting in the forest or mountains where its heart was at peace with the Earth and the Moon but rarely stayed there long enough to heal. His scaled skin had ugly markings where it had been whipped by menfolk and scarred for life for being misjudged. Injured physically and psychologically, Sealed Hellion chose to remain in recluse for the most part of his latter part of his life to avoid misinterpretations, stress and confrontation.

Sealed Hellion was a man and not the evil dragon perceived by many to walk on its hind legs with thoughts of carrion on its mind. He was gentle yet strong enough to move boulders with a single swipe of his tail to clear the journey between goodness and evil. He has tired of battling greater demons and greater dragons. He still suffers from the fallout of standing up for the good that sealed his fate as a rogue dragon within other dragons.

His dedication to fight and protect for the weaker species has taken its toll as he has been locked away from the others who have constructed barriers above and beyond so no man can enter and no man can leave. Dwelling alone he has occasionally found another dragon that feels the way he does but he does not reveal such companionship in the open for the fear of retaliation and harm may come to that dragon as well.

This dragon was awakened by the morality that surrounded him. He took to battle the righteousness and demonic influences around him and fell short of his plans to seek a victory but has not yet experienced defeat. Locked away he continues to analyze and assess the things around him as he is yet to give up on the clash he had started. Time has been gentle to him as he becomes re-energized and awakened once again to use his new-found spirit to the name of the demon that sought hard to destroy him and those that supported his cause.

It seems like a thousand years have passed yet he remembers the pain as if it was yesterday. Sealed Hellion recollected leaving the nest with pain in his heavy heart and sorrow on his overburdened shoulders. He saw and felt the destruction around him and in the wake of the terror, he chose to leave and never return for he could feel the hurt killing him slowly from within and not outside him.

Sacrificing his own to save the others, he was considered most primal evil in life and put to waste by those that once hailed him as a dragon with good heart and good spirit. So easy to forget all the good that was done and so easy to deny that such a dragon had a purpose under the twinkling starry heavens.

Before he left he was soaked in blood of all living things slaughtered around him. There was no resurrection of these men’s soul as the hope for a real true spirit and morality dissipated right before his eyes. In the midst of his departure there were other sacrifices of heroes also considered evil dragons and misunderstood of both intentions and soul. Leaving behind good friends and loyal groups he walked away into the darkness of the desert and now freed of all bonds with what was once a life time dream and stairway to triumph.

The omen of destruction was within him; he could see the writings on the wall with his keen eye that was always considered an evil jewel by those that misunderstood him. The city and the desert knew his name. Seeking the recovery of the good and battling fellow dragons was his personal glory but in this battle his hope of shelter and refuge were lost.

His name was lost as well in the evil that was fabricated to hide the reality of his true purpose and as dark as the night in the cold desert he stealthy wandered out into the cold night and left the only true surroundings that had been twisted with evil so that he could never return again.