This is the blog of Keven James Bramwell, an inmate in a maximum security Texas prison. These are his real-life stories of life in prison, and how he got there. Behind brick walls, steel doors, and iron gates, he shares the pages of his journals with the world. (Some material is adult in nature – reader discretion advised.) Cannot be reproduced without permission. COPYRIGHT 2011

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The Kingdom Untamed Collection

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The Kingdom Untamed Collection — artwork created and designed by Keven James Bramwell (2014)

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“Moonlit Gypsy”

Poet, Priest of Nothing, Legend

Sophie

“When Stars Collide”

My Marie

 

“Shelia Lee”

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“The Caterpillar”

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“The Stars In Your Eyes”

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“Larry Fenix”

 

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Artwork created for the band Kemo For Emo

Keven Publishes & Sells His Artwork

On behalf of Keven, I would like to introduce the first pieces of art work in his Kingdom Untamed Collection. These pieces will be posted on his sites and also on e-bay as I receive them. The profit from all of his artwork will go directly to help fund Keven’s legal fees.

Whether it’s in his writing or in his artwork, it is important to Keven that he shares the many different elements of his journey with all of you.

Keep an eye out for new artwork, it will be posted at the end of October!

 

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Some days all I do is watch the sky

I can still see the stars from this side

No one knows and neither do I

Outside my window a blackbird cries

 

Times are gone and promises spent

Heaven swells with remorse and regret

A burning wish is cast in place

Oh, the bittersweet last breath to take

 

Magic — it happens every single day

Millions of books should bare your name

How about a spell that both heals and tames

To fly like an eagle drawn towards a flame

 

You play in my soul a haunted violin

Sometimes quite soft and at times it stings

As I crawl from these sheets to dampen my face

Oh, what a heavenly creature you’ll make

 

–Keven James

September 2014

 

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Let The Words Run Through Your Veins

“You are the books you read, the films you watch, the people you meet, the dreams you have, the conversations you engage in. You are what you take from these. You are the sound of the ocean, the breathe of fresh air, the brightest light and darkest corner. You are a collective of every experience you have had in your life. You are every single day. So drown yourself in a sea of knowledge and existence. Let the words run through your veins and let the colours fill your mind.”

 

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On The Horizon

Over the past few months, things have been incredibly stressful for me.  The stress does not necessarily come from dealing with a multitude of personalities here in my surroundings each day. For the most part, I’ve learned to contend with that part of my world fairly well over the past few years.

More than anything else, it’s been the emotional and mental challenges of facing– head on– my life’s bare and harsh realities.

You’d think that life, without the obligations of functioning in a normal society would be an easy ride.  However, the fact is that life behind these walls is brutal and exhausting most of the time.

Two of my closest and dearest companions (really, my only friends in here) will both be free after more than a decade of imprisonment.  Just writing those words makes me think of thousands of birds taking flight. They will soon be stepping out in a world unfamiliar to them. In many ways, they will be leaving a part of themselves here with me– behind.

The complexities of having to let go is very heavy on the soul.  Even after all that I have lost, letting go is still very difficult to comprehend.  The tremendous pain and fear compromise the heart’s ability to recognize certain things.  It is extremely difficult to recognize that, often times, when things feel like they are falling to pieces, they may very well be falling right into place.

In the kaleidoscope of life’s twists and turns, there is always something that gleams in the distance.

Just weeks ago, I met with my lawyer for the very first time.  Together we discussed my case and I was able to open up and share with him every detail of my case.  It was difficult to reopen those doors, but it was a great sense of relinquishment to go through these details and explain that my story is much more than black and white.  This is the beginning stage of working on my Writ of Habeas Corpus.  He explained the process to me, and the steps that we will be taking to ensure that there is no stone left unturned in the fight for my freedom.

I look out my window this evening and I see the beautiful sun far away, barely illuminating the dark trees.

It’s always in the distance where I search for something much greater. As intertwined as I am right now in all of my life’s tragedies and triumphs, I pray to God that the lessons he is teaching me provide me with the strength I will need to continue searching, always, for what lies ahead on the horizon.

–Keven James, August 2014

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Experiencing God Graduation

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Keven & Charlie graduating Experiencing God

What If…

“What if you woke up tomorrow with only the things you thanked God for today?”

 

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