Sentient Spirituality: Revolutionary Humanism, Respecting Ra-men, and Alternative Paths to Spiritual Fulfillment – by Dan Baker


utlänning – “human” strangers from another city or country within our world

främling – “human” strangers from another world

ra-man – humans from another species

varlese – animals we cannot communicate with

djur – dire beasts, oftens devouring people at night


welatparazi – love for the motherland, literally the people, plants animals and soil which nourish us and our community; as opposed to patriotism

There is a need for a paradigm shift in this age. Presently large populations indulge in stone age mythologies, dogmatic mysticism and the technological practice of false religious ideas. These serve only to tax workers and produce an attitude of social quietism, a self imposed mindset of an abused housewife bowing to their abuser.

Science has shown us that there is no god or afterlife. All who claim such are only charlatans or deluded followers, many intentionally searching for fools to fleece and control. The only life we have is the one we now live. This means we should not waste it by hoping for a better reincarnation. All suffering we experience in this life is due to forces beyond our control, such as weather and natural disasters, or people in our lives, such as racists, rapists, killers, selfish hoarders of resources, and ourselves.

We are each responsible for our own defense, for future generations, for the environment and for fighting against cruel people during our lifetime. As we take responsibility for tending to nature then the climate will settle and take care of us. Most of our energy should be devoted to harmonizing with nature, tuning into the rhythms of the unique ecosystems we find ourselves in.

By farming with diverse crops, companion planting, spending time feeding “wild” animals and respecting their personal space and right to exist, we will find meaning in our lives. We have shown brilliance in our ability to adapt to extreme weather and we should nourish that skill with effort.

We also need to develop our capacity for resistance to tyrants, bullies and opportunistic politicians. We must participate in town councils, in which all genders, orientations, ethnic groups and other minorities must be represented.

The ideal of this lifestyle is nonviolence, but we must never set aside simple weapons. We have seen the results of the abuses of religion, science and political power. We must elaborate on a system of dismantling power structures as a form of politics, criticism being an effective way of doing this. There are many communities which utilize dramatic politics which effectively undermine toxic, ambitious individuals. Daily rituals of criticize ourselves and each other are essential, if uncomfortable, interactions that help us grow. We need to push ourselves to change, to see and acknowledge our character flaws, then act to change in permanent ways.

A state of awareness of antisocial behavior patterns must become a stage of being, in which we daily reform our thoughts, words and deeds to better the quality of our lives in ways that also improve our neighbors’ lives. We do this by nurturing nonviolent, wholesome ways of living which contribute to feelings of deep connection between each other, animals and plants rooted in the soil that supports us welatparazi.

Consider also the ongoing evolution of so-called animal species. There is a visible change observable in dogs, cats, birds, dolphins, whales and octopi. These creatures are really nonhuman peoples, capable of communication, empathy, sharing, rescue in emergencies, complex problem solving and communal behavior. These wonders are so widely documented as to be self evident. The level of respect and autonomy due to these sentient neighbors is no longer up for debate. It is a measure of our own humanity to note the degree to which we are capable of respecting the rights of these ra-men, these humans of other species. As they evolve we will be held accountable for how we treated their ancestors. Primates are an even more urgently evolving example of ra-man.

Even for our varlese neighbors, the animals with whom we cannot yet communicate, we must consider their inevitable evolution towards complex sentience and social intelligence. As such, it is preferable to transition towards vegan diets, out of respect for neighbors formerly considered to be livestock. This is not motivated by hope of some illusory reward of good karma, but by scientifically observing the benefits of mutual aid and respect for ourselves and our communities.

Remember that an entire generation of human peoples nearly brought themselves to extinction by disregarding the value of the lives of bees and other “essential workers” who we rely on to pollinate our crops. It is a measure of our own moral maturity to see how we judge whether a neighbor species is a varlese or ra-man. Whenever we can see that a non-human creature is a complex being then we have passed a threshold of moral maturity.

Only a djur, a dire beast which devours its neighbors in the night, would use neurotoxins on their neighbors who faithfully perpetuate essential nutrients for the community. Many human neighbors choose to become djur, at war, as police and even in horticulture and agriculture.

It is interesting that shinto gives personhood even to inanimate objects. This seems to be a stretch while there is value in the effort put into the production of objects it seems to be an effort to protect property from angry mobs which rightfully destroy property instead of harming people when outrages against workers are overlooked. If even objects have personhood then those in abuse positions of hoarding resources and toxic power structures must recognize the escalation of violence that hungry mobs utilize to make their voices heard.

When corrupt politicians and dirty cops refuse to listen to peaceful protesters, then they riot and commit “violence” against property, working themselves up towards the hot or cold tension required to kill agents of oppression, the djur – the police, soldiers, politicians.

On Government and Borders – by Comrade Candle

A state, is called the coldest of all cold monsters. Coldly lieth it also; and this lie creepeth from its mouth: “I, the state, am the people.” It is a lie! Creators were they who created peoples, and hung a faith and a love over them: thus they served life. Destroyers, are they who lay snares for many, and call it the state: they hang a sword and a hundred cravings over them. Where there is still a people, there the state is not understood, but hated as the evil eye, and as sin against laws and customs.”

Friedrich Nietzsche, Thus Spoke Zarathustra

Lines on a map. Cold arbitration. Indifferent to one’s individual desires, government and their borders are the tired tradition that limit one’s liberty. Your control is aided by the exaltation of the government and the border.

You may not cross these, and must obey my authority within them; how do government and borders intersect in the creation of hierarchy, of the subjugation of the individual?

Government is predicated on violence as a means to submission. I may not, not because I will it, but because the government lie in wait should I. As cruel and detached as it is, government seeks to impose its will unto mine with this coercive threat of violence. Akin to Law, the border is another tool of the State’s government in this grand scheme of controlling the individual. Wherein the border lie, the State’s power exists within.

The defense of this fictitious idea of a border, the struggle to expand upon the territory lay claim within, has shed countless blood. A matter of distance can determine something’s legality, from plants to surgeries. It’s all so arbitrary and pointless. One will gladly take up arms against another, with all the fervor born of nationalistic patriotism, over a difference of the way their rulers plotted out the land during their game of power, to kill another over a concept one has not been taught to think without. Land, frankly, can not be owned and to believe so is to hand over freely your whole world, or, as happens tirelessly, lays the groundwork for pointless war and needless death.

The government is of no benefit to the individual. Government is not needed for order to exist. Government does naught but for itself and would gleefully convince you of its necessity. Individualism can hardly exist where one must do as they are told. How can something that isn’t me claim to represent me? Because I was born within its clutches to justify my control? There is no justification, merely lies. Individuals could certainly respect one another, whereas the government never does. Government cares only for its own reasons, its own cause. It is infinitely more a hindrance before it could ever be considered a boon. To what purpose must there exist an authority, an entity to regulate human conduct?

Borders become an abstraction of the powerful’s desires, as malleable as they are arbitrary. What is to stop one nation, one government, from arguing their border lay past another to garner more land? Is this tale not as old as the border itself? The border is an extension of the will of authority. You Shall Not Pass! You will exist in these confines, and as such will exist. The border is the dominion of human movement. Government, thus, the control of human actions. Could one exist without the other? One appears essential to the other, else where would a government’s tyranny extend to?

The border marks the supposed end to a government’s terror before one is once again laid claim by a separate government. It seems as if the border is a consequence of the absurd notion that land can be owned. Where one’s ownership ends, and another’s begins, the border is born. One hardly owns a border, rather its contents. You are confined between borders, can cross over borders, but truthfully exist on one side or the other.

Governments regulate the crossing between borders. On a larger scale, this equates to immigration and the movement between nations. The State remains arbiter, as always. Within the State’s territory exist borders on property, allowing government to violently attack any who dare oppose them. You may not live here, simply because another lay ownership to it. You may not pass over these lines.

Government is comprised of humans, each government its own structure with its own regulations. Are there similarities? All government commands authority over its governed, grants power unto itself. So, in essence, government is the authority of some humans over the majority of individuals. That one can use language to coddle the mind of those enslaved, to rob them, knowing of everything they forfeit in name of their servitude, does not make governments a necessity. Language is as much a tool of deception as it can aid a Will to Truth. Government would rather demand an acceptance of its doctrines as Fact and demand respect of them than invite individuals to have their own thought or will. The will of government is just. The individuals must submit.

Why were you not simply born beyond the border? Rather, why must you lay claim to our earth? To my person? There should be no borders, no government. The abolition of both is a necessary precursor to the abolition of the State. With borders, with government, one may control the will of another. When both exist, must not the State? Will any entity utilizing government and borders to limit individual liberty ever be more than merely a State? One can clearly say they are one thing while being another. I see a territorial claim, by consequence a border, and a governing body as principle aspects, defining aspects if you will, of a State. All statehood is tyranny. We will know no peace until we are rid of all states, all governments, all borders.

My individual freedom from rule need no purpose, no justification to it. All who would convince that I rid myself of my birthright do nothing more. Nothing is to stop the violence of the tyrannical other than my own. The state need not hesitate to use violence, so of what use is a hindrance of my own actions? Would it not negate the State’s? There is no reason to simply obey the State and its commands. Its violence forms the crux of its power, and little power of oneself is claimed by succumbing to martyrdom. More so, the earth is indifferent to the morals of the nonviolent. Power rules our existence, the government a way for this power to be wielded. I certainly see my own freedom, my own individuality, as a “good”. What leads to it is no more than the manner in which it is actualized. Is your objection to violence born from the reality of an alternative, or that one’s ruler sees your liberation as bad? I see no alternative and am face-to-face with reality.

Violence has no innate value or purpose to it. We are made the targets of government mandated violence by manner of merely opposing its will. I will not work for a pittance to merely subsist off table scraps. I will steal. I refuse to respect your property rights and will squat the shelter demanded of my humanity. I will not be made into a neo-serf by any sort of State. I choose to fight. I will rob, I will burn, I shan’t be possessed. Why must I be controlled through my own unwillingness to have violence do unto violence? A good person that is controlled is just that – controlled. Know not only thyself, but what is done unto thee. I am my own, so long as I allow it to be.

No more governments and an end to borders.

The destroyer of morality, the good and just call me: my story is immoral.” -Friedrich Nietzsche, Thus Spoke Zarathustra

Propaganda by the Deed: A Zine in 3 Essays – by Comrade Candle


The State is My Enemy

The Terror my deed has wrought

Shall forever stand on its own behalf

Through my cold disregard for morality

I have become a propagandist by the deed

I refuse to be ruled, by anyone or anything – fixed ideas. My own life is mine to create. So I will. My anarchism is not idealistic, unattainable – Anarchy is beautifully realistic. We must all dispose of our rulers.

Where to even begin, when all manners of coercion surround us? Government, religion, morals, and much more. All would hope to control me, you. I see my best avenue for overcoming what exists as personally usurping the constraints, physical and mental, imposed onto my person. You are free to follow, though what would I gain by demanding so? One must desire to lead their own life, lest they merely allow themselves to be re-enslaved.

I am at war with what-is, the State. It is a war I refuse to lose. My life, and this battle as well, are everchanging. I fight for my very survival, my continued existence, my individuality.

What do you live for? Do you dare to create? I will not be subservient to my humanity.

On Propaganda by the Deed

I have seen it grow common amongst so-called anarchists to disparage illegalist praxis as heinous, evil, overall damaging to “the anarchist cause”. I write to address what I have come to know as the attacks on Propaganda by the Deed, and further yet to elucidate the motivations for Propaganda by the Deed. I highlight my own deeds, known and unknown, as my rationale for this writing – I speak from lived experience.

“Candle, you have a 140 IQ – We need you in academia, not smashing ATMs and windows!” Well, I have formed my own opinions on academic institutions. Prior to my recent enrollment at the University of Oregon, I was a college dropout. I am certain I achieve more ‘good’, whatever that word means, from preventing use of a store or ATM – What works, works. Regardless of how sharp my pen, I will seldom ever convince a beneficiary of a capitalist institution to the anarchist’s plight.

Could you have ever convinced a king that we need a rulerless existence? I’d have burned down his church, his whole castle, or stabbed him on his throne. Should I have disdain for the acts of comrade Czolgosz, the Galleanists, or those whom took the lives of pigs during the Haymarket affair? Orestes, even? These acts were not unfathomable or off-limits due to legality or moralizing. Individuals have been defying authority for millennia, taking life into their own hands rather than some hope for an eventual revolution. The insurrection is now, comrade, and you will not rule me.

What is the anarchist cause? I want to know of no rulers, and could waste page-upon-page detailing all that exists to thwart this aim. I would not be the first to, either. Let us do merely with this ‘vibe’ so as to form a more concise argument.

As I see it, Propaganda by the Deed, in whatever manner said deed is born, is an individual’s own defiance of those who would seek to rule them – My actions will not be policed by morals nor Law. Born of this beautiful act of defiance is something that is to now stand upon its own two legs – Propaganda by the Deed. The deed’s undeniable reality speaks all on its own. I smashed an ATM and walked away – my deed.

When I choose to rob a store, my insurrection is created in my current moment. I create what I want to see, for myself and involving myself. I have long since forsworn hope.

One individual can damage a lot of property, prevent thousands upon thousands from utilizing key infrastructure in the capitalist mode of production or influence the lives of millions via viral media – how many have seen me smash open an ATM to not even take its contents? Smashing a window? We need to throw a brick, smash a window, or stick someone up sometimes. You should be the sole decider of your actions, not merely that what is permissible be controlled by means of morality and Law.

Am I merely a terrorist, an evil bad-actor whose sole-desire appears to be giving ‘the movement’ (a particular distinction from ‘our movement’ or ‘our cause’) a bad name? Anarchy is not moral policing. I will never brush shoulders with those whom becry the acts of an antifascist as terrorism, nor with those who uphold their morals as dogma, as absolute. Morals are relative, and if we are to entrench ourselves in them once more then let it be known my deeds are ‘good’ – value?

“You are violent, Candle, and I am happy you are in prison!” – So would be the common opinion to be had of my drape-burning self. Proudhon says ‘property is robbery’, Stirner that ‘property precedes theft’. As private property’s guarantee remains only through Law, one is threatened with violence at every waking moment for not respecting this right. Property is no right, it is violence – violence done unto any and every individual whom dare defy the will of Law.

Is your objection to my callous disregard for the moralism you tout as absolute, my willingness to do unto violence as is done unto myself, or for my utter rejection of what-is?

Regardless, I hardly see myself as violent – militancy. No one should be in prison, so I fail to see anything really worth addressing here.

It is no problem of mine if your dogmatic moralism is so terribly riddled with presuppositions a priori as to damn my beautiful creation. You wish to enslave your being forever to these spectres of self-alienation, so I will help you to it – “That window had a family!” or maybe “I would’ve taken the ATM’s money”?

I have taken control of my life.

As to the matter of the store clerk, the root of most left-wing critique of Candle as I perceive it, I will be blunt – a gun to the head is how one opens a cash register. There is no other means, the everyday capitalist slave will not ‘risk their livelihood’ to satisfy my egoistic desire. Rather, one would so choose to use their entire person to satisfy the egoistic desires of the capitalist, to prevent individuals from possessing property in an overt manner, to threaten the violence of Law unto any-and-all who choose to defy the sacred nature of property.

Most of the overall argumentation of this essay, my attack on morals, can be reiterated as to the matter of opening a cash register utilizing a loaded firearm. If I were to employ the Nietzschean moral relativism, then I could quite possibly see myself as evil… from the store owner’s perspective. As to myself, my act of Propaganda by the Deed was ‘good’ – “And we are entrenched in morals once more.”

The acts of a capitalist are evil. My anarchistic Propaganda by the Deed is noble, virtuous.

No one can deny the reality that I rid a store of its capital through armed robbery – what one is far more capable of is applying presuppositions and moral dogma to my deed, done so as to damn all ‘like me’ to infamy. This tradition, custom, of having an outright aversion to robbery, more deeply theft in its entirety, is laughable and I foresee I may need a separate essay to address these attacks. It is typically what gives rise to the idea I am doing The Cause a disservice, with many choosing to distance themselves from my deeds and person.

The purpose of my deed is that, in a multitude of ways and however it is viewed, my deed will serve as its own propaganda for my anarchist cause. Should that cause not be yours, then you are no anarchist, or comrade, to me. You would impose your will unto mine as right, as just and absolute. You would seek to be my ruler, so you may instead fuck off.

Propaganda by the Deed

I will see anarchy birthed from my insurrectionary flame. As I know it, I am its creator – No one is ever going to gift me with anarchism. Our world is icy, my being too. A moment in the cold is a worthwhile taste of the bitter harshness; How much of my life have I truly led? A moment.

The chills and thrills, gallant acts. I will never have power over how my history is recorded. So away with it! The moral pandering, the posturing – I’m the real deal, sweetie. I care only for myself, and you aught to as well. No one else will ever be you, you might find it to your own benefit to give life, as you alone experience, your full attention. Or not, I truthfully don’t care.

Label me what you will, a terrorist or a radical – I am an anarchist!

  1. Beautiful terribleness

Brought to life by my own two hands, my grisly deed of terror. Suffering wrought, or has it always been? Not my beauty! My beloved! You might find me hideous, though will I ever truly care? I know of my own beauty, even as I am reduced to my grisly deed.

What is good to a lion’s prey will forever remain evil to the lion. What am I? My queenly deed? I am beautiful, lest you ever get it twisted – I have transgressed morals. It may remain terrible to some, the beauty then need not be lost; My beauty will not be lost on me.

I will never find your pious facade of Law, Order, Peace to be beautiful. It is gross, that you wish to rule me. The great reality I reside in is paltry. Ugly and just, upheld with all manner of force and violence – Your rule will never be more, despite your carefully chosen wordage.

Beauty remains subjective, so for what do you ultimately stand? I will know merely from how I am perceived, my defiance of the State’s will. Certainly you will be evermore governed by moralistic dogma. I choose to, instead, behold my own beauty.

I will meet your perspective, as mine will never be – My terror is terrible; for you.

That ATM, that store, that church – and a million more! My anarchy is beautiful, you terribly pious minister. As you will never be, I am always. Understand me right, filth – I have made no excuse for my terror. I will not be the only beautiful anarchist. Most of us are, if you ever manage to witness us through your shattered windows; anarchy is beautiful.

To bring about anarchy, I will do so beautifully; My deed will exist.

I know you desire that I succumb to the traditional narrative – I am to see myself as wrong, troubled, in need of change. I refuse to conform, to turn my Deed sour (I think of Gerlach and Meyerhoff). What I have made will not be taken from me and turned on its head. I am not a crazy, trouble youth – like you, I am a human robbed of my birthright through property, the State, Law. Oh, to be free. Defiance is brave, bold, daring. Of doing as you are commanded?

Morals impose restrictions upon what the militant may or may not do. Hard lines are drawn in the sand by morals, the ‘moral police’. Why? Do you feel guilt destroying an ATM to deny its exploitation? I can assure you it is indifferent to your ‘carnage’. The ATM won’t call you ugly, that task appears reserved for those who own property and their defenders. Ugly, terrible, without reason – No! Cold, rational, beautifully terrible.

There is a terrible beauty, a beautiful terribleness, to one’s deed; criminal. I will always see it. The beauty is tantalizing, almost – Are not all capable of their own deed?

Woe unto the store, the window, the ATM. Ha! They had far worse coming, for what meaning ‘worse’ has. The terror sown by property, endlessly, seems far too normalized to be called so – the earth was mine before ‘property’ defined this ownership as ‘theft’. Property – it is ugly.

What is terrible? Is my defiance, to my rulers, to not always be seen as so? “Death to the Anarchist who defies my rule, my Law!” – And I am to find your spineless bending-of-ones-knee to be beautiful? Not a chance. Criminals, of which anarchists are many, and their deeds remain beautiful.

Terrible is any who dare defy the State, who call in to question its rule or Law. I am terrible – terribly bored.

Perhaps you see my beauty, too.

  1. My subjugation

I have always known of my own subjugation. The life I merely see, not live. Choice. Coercion. Violence. Order.

What is Order? Is it to always demand I be lesser, another to be greater? Is ‘Order’ to always mean ‘the many individuals are controlled’? Our ‘order’ we know of is no more than threats of violence. It is not in my interest to be threatened, to be placed beneath another; controlled. I want control over my own life. Instead, my life has been one ruled by the State. Instead, I am governed.

I have always known Law and its threatening grip on my being, or Property and what its definition prevents of me.

There has always been someone ruling over me.

My life has never truly been my own.

  1. A desire to be free

I demand my own freedom, not merely ask. You will not ever find freedom from begging – I will take my desire into my own hands. I will be free.

  1. My Deed

My deed will always be. It shall always exist. My deed will only ever be mine, and it stands to become far more than myself.

It is propaganda.

  1. Creation

I am constantly creating during my brief wake, my lapse from the comfortable bliss of non-existence. I consume my very person, eternally, to do so. What will I create?

Anarchism – I will create anarchy.

  1. Being

What is being? Being is. Being as one’s present, as one has been or will be. Being is the forever present – it is.

Nothing is sacred, lest it rule me – Law. I will defy any who wish to impose their rule on me. My life is to be made by my own design, born from the creative nothing and coerced by no one or thing.

When will you take control of your own life?

My life began, my self-designed insurrection, with my defiance of Law. What is illegal? Law damns as illegal all that the State demands individuals not create – illegality, comprises a vast range of activities which the State has attempted to coerce individuals into not performing by threats of violence, activities such as squatting, theft, possession of particular plants, and disregarding national borders.

Illegal is noble.

What could amount to more virtuous than to defy the State’s will, tos challenge its icy wrath?

Illegal acts, freed from the presuppositions that denounce them as evil or heinous (and need I remind any of moral relativism), are merely acts. I can desire one be robbed, another not – the act of robbery itself need not forever be renounced by myself as reproachable. I will not have Law impose its moralism unto my mind, the very Law that would, with no question, imprison countless of my comrades.

Perhaps you ought analyze your conceptions of Law, Order, Just, Right – how often these spectres demand you subjugate the ‘criminal’, the ‘disorderly’, the ‘unjust’, the ‘wrong’! Your authority does not go unnoticed, moralist. Not yet a millennium has passed since the outright possession of human beings was upheld as ‘good’, a person’s freedom ‘bad’, and mind you there are strong arguments that our ‘justice system’ amounts to a reinvention of slavery – and I am to, with no question, subvert my own desires to your moral dogma, your code of Law?

I’d rather take your lunch money.

Write to Comrade Candle at:

Sofia Johnson 23976151


24499 SW Grahams Ferry Rd.

Wilsonville, OR 97070

American Traditions – by Comrade Z

The everyday activity of slaves reproduces slavery. Through their daily activities, slaves do not merely reproduce themselves and their masters physically; they also reproduce the instruments with which the master represses them, and their own “habits of submission” to the master’s authority. To men who live in a slave society, the master-slave relation seems like a natural and eternal relation. However, men are not born masters or slaves. Slavery is a specific social form, and men submit to it only in very particular material and historical conditions. … In the performance of their daily activities, the members of capitalist society simultaneously carry out two processes: they reproduce the form of their activities, and they eliminate the material conditions to which this form of activity initially responded. But they do not know they carry out these processes; their own activities are not transparent to them. They are under the illusion that their activities are responses to natural conditions beyond their control and do not see that they are themselves authors of those conditions. In order to locate the origin of surplus value, it is necessary to examine why the value of the labor is smaller than the value of the commodities produced by it. The alienated activity of the worker transforms materials with the aid fo instruments, and produces a certain quantity of commodities. However, when these commodities are sold and the used-up materials and instruments are paid for, the workers are not given the remaining value of their products as their wages; they are given less. In other words, during every working day, the workers perform a certain quantity of unpaid labor, forced labor, for which they receive no equivalent. The performance of this unpaid labor, this forced labor, is another “conditions for survival” in capitalist society. However, like alienation, this condition is not imposed by nature, but by the collective practice of people, by their everyday activities. Before Unions’ existence, an individual worker accepted whatever forced labor was available, since rejection of the labor would have meant that other workers would accept the available terms of exchange, and the individual worker would receive no wage.”

-Fredy Perlman

‘The Reproduction of Daily Life’

IWW-IWOC Kansas City has followed my resistance and direct-action against “The Great State of Texas”. As of May 5th (Cinco De Mayo) IWOC-Local 613#1 (HTX-GMB) delegate X386969 has officially filed a very significant civil rights complaint in United States District Court-Southern District-Galveston Division: Civil Action #3:22-CV-00132 / Julio A. Zuniga vs. Toney Parker (President of ACA), Denise Robinson (ACA), Gar C. Mohr (ACA), Bryan Collier (ACA),

Texas Board of Criminal Members: Patrick O’Daniel (Chairman), Dernylynn Perryman (Vice Chairman), Pastor Larry Miles (Secretary), E.F. “Mano” DeAyalo (Member), Molly Francis (Member), Faith Johnson (Member), Sichan Siv (Member), Eric Nichols (Members), Rodney Burrows (Member),

Texas Dept. of Criminal Justice Members: Bobby Lumpkin (Director), Bryan Collier (Executive Director), Guistina Persich (SCFO), Tammy Shelby (MSPC), Bo Stallman (Brazoria County Sheriff)

Too many defendants, but, all are involved in some of the state’s most corrupt practices, and they care not what you think or feel. Just keep paying your taxes and pay no mind to their operations. This is just how it is; so shut the fuck up, stop, don’t pay attention to the man behind the curtain.

Long has been the slave tradition of the Republic of Texas. As a prisoner, it was my humanity that I trust to get where I am today. Here at Memorial Plantation, Industrial Workers of the World have battled alongside me, as a prisoner, as a Mexican-American anarchist from South Texas, we are now the first Industrial Union Branch-Local 613 #1. Through three years of constant retaliation, harassment, discrimination, being wrongfully convicted and tortured, I still stand as the union organizer delegate. This call to solidarity is for the people who have bravely stepped forward to combat the true enemy and join the movement to get pay-wages for all prisoners.

We ask all available agitators to ensure that all eyes get directed to the United States District Court-Southern District-Galveston Division #3:22-CV-00132, with corruption, racketeering, assaults, suicides, poisonings, cruel and unusual punishment, prosecutorial misconduct, the ends of injustice are nowhere in sight. They continue to do their criminal activity as a collective.

I want people to email to push them to investigate Brazoria County’s corrupt officials. I ask Prison Legal News to report on this. I ask for outside supporters to send in letters of support to the prisoners.

Most of all, please donate to / I depend on the kindness of anarchists, atheists and Wobblies. We need to step up our game to push for legislation change.

Email state senators to demand pay wages for us slaves. We will not stand for any more deception. You at congress have failed to give us “good time/work time”. It’s used as a tool to psychologically brainwash prisoners in to thinking it counts. It doesn’t, and we want it removed from our time sheets, for it is falsely portraying and stating that we do receive “good time/work time”. Enough is enough. Stop the bullshit.

Mental health is what TDCJ policy destroys. We are forced to slave and live in fucked up conditions. Pay us so that we can survive your capitalist slave operation.

Don’t think this lawsuit is the only one that will be filed. We want the American Bar Association to call for a moratorium on all Texecutions, due to a statewide corruption scheme that has been the reason for TBCJ/TDCJ/Brazoria County DA’s office to pull all prisoners’ Habeus Corpus handbooks to hide “prosecutorial misconduct ground”.

This lawsuit is dedicated to fallen IWOC member Stephen “Rooster” Curtis. He and his sister Raye helped IWOC file on TBCJ/TDCJ and I personally believe Timothy Williams, Willie Ratliff, Marcus Cooper and Fredrick Gooden set him up to be poisoned indirectly. Do your research on them. Look into “custodial death reports”. This is only the beginning. We need the people now. We need the State to pay their dues to us, the workers. We run this and everyone in position here knows it because that’s exactly what I spit at ’em. We run this!!

Rest in Power George Floyd, Rooster, Fred Cruz and the Sugarland 95.

Shoutout to Eric King, Lorenzo Kom’boa and Sean Swain.

This is Comrade Z signing off.

Viva el anarquismo! Viva Ricardo Flores Magon! Viva Enrique Magon! Viva El Mongoose!

Solidarity and Sabotage,

Julio A Zuniga


Julio A Zuniga 1961551

Memorial Unit

59 Darrington Road

Rosharon, TX 77583

The Valentines Day Murder: Another Prison-Assisted Suicide in Texas – by Jason Renard Walker

Since March of 2021, ten former Texas prisoners were reported to have died while incarcerated at the Alfred Hughes Unit, in Gatesville, Texas. According to custodial death reports, Carlos Martinez died April 1, 2022, from what witnesses say was a suicide by hanging, following a verbal altercation with guards who’d been interrogating Martinez about contraband cell phones.

On April 14, 2022, Philip Henry Freeman was found hanging inside of a small holding cage, located right in front of the 12 Building supervisor’s office. Witnesses say he was stripped of all clothing except a pair of boxers and taken to the cage, following a verbal altercation with guards, concerning a female guard Freeman supposedly exposed his genitals to. At the time of Freeman’s death, he was housed in 12-Building’s solitary confinement mental health diversions program.

At the time of Martinez’s death, he was housed in a solitary confinement cell in another part of the prison.

An in-house TDCJ-inspired investigation determined that both Martinez and Freeman committed suicide, with the Office of Inspectors General (OIG) conducting an investigation of their own.

By coincidence, on the morning of Feb 14 2022, I crossed paths with, and briefly spoke to, Freeman, just before he was found dead in the exact spot I’d last seen him.

Directly across from the supervisor’s office, Freeman stood in the small, cage-like holding enclosure, with only a pair of boxers on. We briefly looked at each other and he nodded “what’s up” as if nothing was wrong. This is the same type of punishment cage I complained about to the San Francisco Bay View during my stay at Ellis Unit, which is often used to hold prisoners for hours without food or restroom breaks.

When I was escorted from the supervisor’s office, Freeman was still in the cage, this time demanding the rationale as to why he couldn’t return to his cell. His inquiry was met with indifference by passing staff.

On Feb 17, 2022, prisoners living on 12-Building C-Pod complained to me that a black inmate (Freeman) was stripped of his clothing, removed from his C-Pod cell, to never return. A staff-instigated rumor claims that the inmate who had lived in that cell hung himself in the dog cage, which is indoors and in constant view of various staff and prisoners, not to mention surveillance cameras.

Not only is such a feat impossible to accomplish without some form of staff awareness, the boxers Freeman wore wouldn’t hold up long enough to strangle him to death, given his height and size. And before a prisoner is removed from their cell, in response to suicidal tendencies, measures are used to ensure the prisoner isn’t in possession of anything that can be used for cutting or strangling, including socks and boxers. And they remain in view of qualified staff.

If Freeman did manage to hang himself, it couldn’t have been done without the direct knowledge and consent of one or more staff. It wouldn’t surprise me if surveillance footage that proves the former and latter just happen to malfunction on that day.

In my 14 years’ stay in Texas prisons, I’ve noticed a consistent pattern of prisoners found dead or injured, following altercations with staff or accusations of exposing their genitals to female staff. I’ve also seen that TDCJ’s million dollar hi-tech surveillance equipment seems to “malfunction” during incidents where a ranking staff member commits a criminal act.

Destroying evidence – the TDCJ way

Despite a past TDCJ budget cut that saw reduced funding for food, medical care, and recreation for inmates, money that should’ve gone elsewhere was used to install hi-tech security camera that are often ignored, erased, or edited to obscure a staffer’s role in committing on-the-job felonies.

Most of these cameras were installed to replace past primitive ones, that were only monitors and had very limited recording capabilities.

And in contradiction to their installation, supposedly designed to stem in-prison violence, in areas where prisoners are assaulted the most and “justified” uses of force by staff are the highest, these cameras are absent. Like in the main hallways at “redbrick” units, eg. Ellis Unit, Eastham Unit, Ferguson Unit. Places where guard and prisoner interaction is unavoidable.

The Hughes Unit, where I currently reside, affords many instances where high-ranking administrative staff deliberately destroy or edit incriminating video footage; in an effort to frame prisoners with disciplinary cases or protect staff from exposure of their assaultive tendencies.

Former Assistant Warden Michael E. Alsobrook, Major Treyvon D. Hocutt, Captain Daniel W. Parker and Sergeant Tremanielle K. Cofield and Lieutenant Johnny Jackson are among the most dirty staff at Hughes Unit.

First, Warden Alsobrook, Major Hocutt and Sgt Cofield are fingered as being involved in the cover-up of a prisoner beaten by guards in solitary confinement. Second, Alsobrook said what needed to be said and did what needed to be done to ensure the filing of grievances and in-house complaints went nowhere.

Apparently this prisoners’ family got involved and demanded that an investigation and review of all relevant video footage take place, which had already been botched, and records altered to support.

Then, on Feb 8 2022, Sergeant Luis A. Martinez collected all of my property from my cell while I was detained in 11-Building. He threw away food, letters and other things. Broke my mirror (so as to warrant its confiscation as having been altered), removed my name from my books (to warrant the same), then placed what was left in the property room (see attached grievance #2022062910).

My request for a camera review went ignored, warranting the loss of my property and the momentum for Martinez to do it to others.

Lastly, supporters from the public filed complaints with the Ombudsman and the Hughes Unit warden’s office. Lt Jackson not only falsified my disciplinary records and report; Warden Alsobrook and an accomplice deliberately destroyed video footage that would’ve proven my complaint and got Jackson fired.

During my visit with the warden concerning the Feb 27, 2022 incident, he claimed a review of cameras brought back a blank screen due to a malfunction.

Unfortunately, he said, if the camera hadn’t malfunctioned, and he saw what I complained about, Jackson would’ve been fired on the spot and the disciplinary overturned.

My effort to appeal the decision and get a camera review went nowhere. The appeal was denied. A review of the camera as action to resolve the complaint was intentionally ignored (see attached grievance #2022071158).

I’ve borne witness to, and been approached by, prisoners who complained of attempting to defer to cameras as evidence, only to learn that a malfunction occurred at the exact time and day their rights were violated. Yet the firing of a few staff, here and there or whatnot, does nothing to quell the internal practice of Hughes Unit staff spoiliating vital camera footage.

Keri Blakinger, if you happen to read this, please investigate this practice. I ask that any concerned readers also do the same. The murders-as-suicides are a product of this.

Dare to struggle, dare to win! All Power to the People!

Jason Renard Walker #1532092

Hughes Unit Rt 2, Box 4400

Gatesville, TX 76597

Jason Renard Walker has engaged in investigative journalism since 2015. Many of his past and present exposes can be read in his book: “Reports from Within the Belly of the Beast – Torture and Injustice inside Texas Department of Criminal Justice”.

Please visit his website for radio interviews, essays, artwork, and a short look inside prison life videoed beyond guard scrutiny:

TDCJ’s Conspiracy to Assassinate Julio A. “Comrade Z” Zuniga


Mongoose Distro,

This is to inform everyone in TDCJ and abroad that the Texas Dept. of Criminal Justice has set me up to be “burned alive” in my cell on B-Line 2-Row 15-Cell on Sunday the 22nd. I was already aware of the setup. I had played into it militantly and without hesitation to show proof to the entire world that the deep corruption runs all the way up the ladder and with every bit of skill and counter-surveillance, I survived the assassination attempt by State officials: Bobby Lumpkin, Bryan Collier, Bruce Armstrong, Angela Chevalier, Bridgette Hayes, Willie Ratliffe, Deward Demoss, Tia Bey, Timothy Williams, Patty Polk, Marcus Cooper, Fredrick Gooden, Lt. Oki and more. I am being held in solitary with no property, no hygience, no access to court, no access to psyche, or to any family to report this. They all did not expect me to survive, yet I did. The reason for the assassination attempt is because I am a legitimate threat. Even the Christian community took part in this attempted murder by arson on Memorial Unit.

I will more than likely be moved. Please notify my attorney, Mark Morales (, about your thoughts on me, “Comrade Z”, the assassination attempt, and what he plans to do about it.

I am recovering from a very intense and elaborate setup by staff and inmates to discredit and kill a free-thinker, anarchist, abolitionist, by cooperating with their oppressors.

Solidarity and Sabotage,


Julio A Zuniga 1961551

Memorial Unit

59 Darrington Road

Rosharon, TX 77583

Read ‘After the Revolution’ (and other messages from Dan Baker) June 2022

I recently read “The Nation on No Map” by William C. Anderson and recommended this book to everyone I can reach, which is somewhat limited in prison. I am now reading
“After the Revolution”, a novel by Robert Evans. “The Nation on No Map” is probably the best non-fiction book I’ve read since going to prison, and “After the Revolution” is now the best novel I’ve read. The author has front line experience as a war correspondent and this shows in the skillful storytelling. Being a combat veteran I am deeply moved by this book. More importantly than the realistic descriptions of humanity’s violence is the prophetic prediction of the life cycle of the United States government.

Before white colonists came to North America there were nations of Indigenous people here. Columbus raped them and so did British colonists. After slave owners rebelled against the British colonialists the United Sates government was born on the backs of African and Irish slaves, then immigrants from all over the world. This country has been the battlefield of Revolutionary War, Civil War, a War with Mexico, a war with Spain, and an ongoing war against slave uprisings and the present day war against the working class wage slaves. My point is that America is a battlefield. In reality the entire world is a battlefield. The misconception that North America will not be the scene of modern warfare is a gross illusion based on privilege at the expense of the global victims of American imperialism. Many countries are known for some cultural trait, like tea, or spiritual traditions, technology and so on. America is known for guns. Not only is America going to experience civil war, sooner than later, it is inevitable. All things are temporary, this is a fundamental law of physics. This includes governments and nation states. Every country, empire and government has a life cycle. They are born in coups or revolutions and the rise and fall over time. “After the Revolution”, while indulging in science fiction for the entertainment of the reader, accurately describes the process by which the United States will eventually fracture and divide into states resembling European and Middle Eastern countries, each about the size of a current American state. America is already at war within itself, with the police working for the interests of the wealthy ruling class to criminalize race, poverty and pretty much anyone else they can. Charismatic leaders like Donald Trump want the whole pie for themselves and their wealthy heirs, but they will settle for a seceded white nationalist Christian ethno state. Likely candidates for the first to secede include Florida, Trump’s base of racist operations, Texas, who already consider themselves a republic, and Alaska, a state of fiercely independent survivalists.

I’m not just spewing conspiracy theories. In Florida, where I grew up, a
toxic culture of white Christian nationalism exists in coordination with
the descendants of the confederacy of the old south. When they say “the
south shall rise again”, they mean it, and they are willing to fight and
die for that. In Tallahassee, my home for the last decade, I was
approached by Jordan Jereb, leader of a neo nazi gang which has wisely
rebranded itself as “the Republic of Florida”. They pulled up to the
corner where I was begging for my daily bread while homeless and
unemployed, at a Wal-Mart on Tennessee Street, holding a “hungry
veteran” sign. Their offer was food, housing, weapons and training in
exchange for my militant loyalty to their racist organization and
ideology in coordination with members who had already infiltrated local
and federal police and the military. They said, “You look like a
racially aware person, with your shaved head.” I told them to fuck off
of course, but that day I began to receive aggressive attention from the
FBI, Tallahassee Police and the Leon County Sherriff’s department,
specifically a deputy called Larry Folsom, who is widely active in the
Jujitsu, MMA and Judo communities in Tallahassee. The end result of
their campaign of targeted harassment is that I am now sitting in
federal prison. Jordan Jereb bragged about training school shooter
Nicholas Cruz by the way. He also recruits kids at high schools and
middle schools with flyers in plastic bag with candy. I’ve seen them,
they are similar to the flyers he used to distribute at Walmarts around
town until my friends and I organized a town council meeting to put a
stop to this. The flyers ask kids if they feel threatened by people from
other cultures picking on them, and foreigners, and invite them to join
RoF for safety and camaraderie. The reason I bring all this up is
because there are very real organization who are already deeply
supported by so called law enforcement in Florida and Nationwide, who
are actively, openly and covertly working to create white ethno states,
to return to “the good ol’ days” of plantation slavery. These are not
people who will listen to reason. The hippies cannot “hug it out” with
these people. They are very real, they are already here, they are armed
and they are now globally networking with white supremacists, fascists,
racists and far right wing conservatives in Austria, Germany, Italy, the
U.K., Turkey and Russia, to name a few. Some of them have infiltrated
the YPG international, like Ryan Patrick Kasperik. The danger is real.

We have been warned by authors like Robert Evans. In dystopian,
authoritarian police states like the United States it is dangerous to
even write truths like this, but a medium that is available for many is
fiction, where dangerous truths can be shared with less violent response
from the cops. We live in a time when the prophets of the new age
include Robert Evans, Margaret Atwood, with her Handmaid’s Tale’s and
Abdullah Ocalan. The words of these great minds serve as parables and
clear warnings to present and future generations. We know about the
Holocaust, but we are watching another approach us over the top edges of
our smart phones, sinking lower into our seats to just keep scrolling
and swiping. This is not enough for us to be on the correct side of
history, or even to survive long enough to allow truth and freedom to
continue to evolve in the face of regressive forces of domination,
hierarchy and dogmatic mysticism. Please take the time to read these
writers messages to the world. Just because war seems distant in the
Ukraine, Rojava, Syria, Iraq or anywhere besides the U so called United
Sates does not mean that it is happening in a different world. If you
listen closely you can hear the screams of immigrants dying in America,
the sounds of gunfire and artillery in Ukraine, the smell of burning
bodies on the wind from the Middle East. It’s a small world and
America’s sins are coming home sooner than later. My personal ideal is
nonviolence with an emphasis on rescue and healing, but survival may
necessitate a variety of tactics. Listen to the well traveled and well
read, and then become well traveled and well read and realize the
warning signs before it’s too late to fight back. A country built on
slavery will always be that, and the wrong life cannot be lived the
right way. This is the land of the fee and the home of the slave. It
will stay that way until we make something new and better to take its
place. We can and we will. We should not cause the needless loss of life
or instability but when these things come naturally in the course of
nature, beginnings, middles and ends, then we can create something new,
continuing to evolve and refine the application of fairness, equality,
truth, beauty, love and freedom in human global society.

Thank you all again for all of your support. Please reach out to other
political prisoners, like Lore, Jessica Reznicek, Erik King, and the
elders, like the Black Panthers and Leonard Peltier. More and more
people are being rounded up, but we don’t seem to be making the
connection between the American prison industrial plantation and the
German death camps, mainly due to the liberalization of prison culture.
Please reflect deeply on this, and reach out to activists you admire,
and raise awareness in your community. We need your help to get through

Thanks again,
Dan baker
aka Alishare