For Dios, every living moment is a dream gone wrong, a living nightmare. Perpetual monotony only fuels the nightmare and daily he must face the life that led him to facing "Life"."I was found guilty of everything besides attempted homicide. A date was set for sentencing and a month later when I showed up to be sentenced, I was called every name under the sun. To the judge I was "a menace to society", "incorrigible", "a thug", "irredeemable", "savage". Everything except nigger! Then the judge looked me dead in the eyes and gave me my sentence... 'And with that being said, I sentence you to one hundred-eighty-eight months which will run consecutive to the fifteen to thirty-five years you are currently serving in the state system.'"