Chapters 2 -5

I had a plan., One was a kid, like , me., One was a man., one was a kid like me., The other was a man., or more accurately, instinct kicked in.,

 the choice was obvious., sorry dude..., what in the fuck was going on? why was I taken to this place? what the hell am I going to do? ,

guess these suckers just weren’t prepared for someone like me. , I refuse to be taken captive without a fight.,

freedom was in my sights!

those two will, catch me, but..., N E V E R,

the men posted in the woods will., elan ain’t stupid., sorry dude...

 in Elan they empty your pockets,, you’re given “no image” clothes., and steal your clothes., take jewelry,, this is the beginning of your dehumanization and also forces you to accept that you are powerless.,

 you’re given “no image” clothes., image, (any unique aspect of your personality), your style of clothes jewelry, type of haircut the way that you talk music that you identify with , then things started getting a little bit... cult-y,

your “image”, is the first thing elan deletes., elan starteD destroying your sense of identity from day one. they then turned these “identity” aspects into privileges that needed to be earned.,

 you start from nothing., resist and get even less., rule #1, rule #2,

since i tried to “split”,, for example:, split = run away, no laces for a month., without laces your shoes become worthless, it is hard enough to walk, let alone run away. ,