I still carry the marks on my body of what those "German supermen" did to me then. I was sentenced to death.

Many times I see you as a portrait of torture.

They did some shit to me I didn't even know they was allowed to do. I knew they could take a nigga to jail. I thought that was it. These motherfuckers put me in a real mental institution with real crazy people. What the fuck?! I might have thought I was crazy till you put me in here with the real crazy motherfuckers. Now I know I'm sane as shit. You ain't lived till you try to break up a fight with a motherfucker and hisself. "Fuck you, nigga. Fuck you." "One of y'all is right. That's all I'm trying to say. I ain't trying to be in your business or nothing." It's fucked up. Here the fuck I tell jokes for a living. These motherfuckers got me handcuffed to a nigga who's scraping demons out his face. He... I'm over there like, "Jesus, this is your humble servant, Lord. There's clearly been a miscommunication, Jesus. Just saying this burden is a little bit too heavy for your servant, Lord. If you could just remove this boulder off a nigga's back, Jesus, I'd really appreciate it, Lord. I'm just... I'm just saying, Jesus, my cup runneth over, Lord, is what I'm saying, and, thing is, I ain't even thirsty, Jesus, not a little bit. You can take this whole cup, the pitcher, the carafe, all of it, Jesus." Fucked up. You in that motherfucker, and all you thinking is, "I can't wait to get the fuck out of here, and there ain't shit going to make me stay in this son of a bitch." But they got some medication in the crazy house that will put an elephant on his back. And I don't know if you can see from your chair, but I'm not even a baby elephant, and they still gave me the whole elephant's pill. I have a trunk, but I am no elephant. They had me on five, six medications at one motherfucking time, just trying to break a nigga. They had me on some shit named Seroquel. I don't know what the fuck is in Seroquel, but I think Satan's penis is in it, I really do, because it's from Hell. That shit... if you whisper "Seroquel" to me, I become a different nigga. Just... Seroquel. I'm just trying to find my happy place. I love these soft-ass pants. It's fucked up. I got out that motherfucker. I said I'm going to fix every motherfucking thing that's wrong with me. I'm going to fucking get all my shit together. That's when I realized you can't even trust simple shit. We used to think our doctor gave a fuck about us. We used to think our doctor wanted us to get better so we would be better. Our doctor don't give a fuck about us. That motherfucker is making money, and that is it. He is a drug dealer just like the drug dealers. Ain't no motherfucking difference. It's fucked up. It's fucked up. 'Cause the medicine commercials have really gone over the top. They don't even give a fuck about us as people any- motherfucking-more. Do you remember when they used to at least have the common decency to whisper the side effect at the end of the... you could barely hear the fucked-up shit that could possibly happen to you. They just, "Possible side effects are... Now these motherfuckers say the motherfucking side effect so motherfucking loud and proud, you forget what the fuck they were supposed to be curing in the first place. And they just keep going and going, just... "Are you tired of hangnails ruining your life? Well, just take this simple pill, and in two weeks, you'll be jumping rope and running back to usual. Possible side effects are loss of the rest of your toes, fucked-up ankles, dislocated kneecaps, separation of thigh meat, hip dysplasia, innie-outie belly button, female breasts. If you have two Adam's apples, if your chin falls off, if you go blind or deaf for any reason..." What the fuck?! Just cut my goddamn toe off, bitch. I got shit to do! Just saying you got to try whatever you can.

I identified myself as a journalist, but they ordered me to delete the video I had recorded. They forced me into their vehicle, assaulting me, while their other accomplices fled.

When I came back to Dublin, I was courtmartialled in my absence and sentenced to death in my absence, so I said they could shoot me in my absence.

Seizure now sets in Torture will begin Example made from those to see Your freedom turned to misery

In fact, as expressed in one of my poems written in prison, I wear my prison sentence for poetry as a badge of honor.

Two niggers undressed me and tore my shirt in two. I kept only my pants. Being handcuffed, I could not pull them up when they fell down. So now I was naked. Four days! On the fourth day, I was so cold that my body was numb. I couldn't hear anything. Every two - four hours (even in the night!) Niggers came along under command of a white man and hammered at me. Cigarette burns on the nipples. Fingers gouged into eye-sockets. Eyebrows and chest hair pulled out. Genitals beaten with an oxwhip. Testicles very swollen. Spat at. "Mouth open" and was spat into. When I refused to open, my jaws were pried apart with a stick and my mouth spat into. Beaten with a whip - swollen, dark-blue whelps all over the body... Photographed naked! Jeered at wearing an old army greatcoat which they hung round me.

I spend all my time trying to capture the moment. And when I do, I'll interrogate and torture it.

I was fighting them off so much that they tied my legs and arms together. They were drinking a lot, and they would spill the alcohol in my eyes

I was grabbed, beaten, Tased, all while being called a traitor to my country, I was at risk of being stripped of and killed with my own firearm, as I heard chants of, ‘Kill him with his own gun.’

I'm in favor of torture. You know that. And the people are too.

During my detention, I lost my three-month pregnancy due to mental torture and poor prison conditions.

It was medicinal marijuana. It was prescribed to me by a doctor in California, which is where I live, and I told the cop this. When I went to see the doctor, he asked me, "Do you have any medical problems that medicinal marijuana helps alleviate?" And I said, "Well, I get bummed when I run out of weed...medicinal marijuana cures that." They handcuffed me and put me in the squad car, and take me to jail. Now, I'm not being an ass about it. I broke the law, that's fine, but, fuck, this is Florida! These cops drove by three meth labs and a dead hooker just to get here!