Inside
Where I Was
15 months in solitary confinement. Steel walls. Glass windows. Stone floor. Silence so heavy it crushed my chest every single day.
No one to talk to. The chaplain came when he could — but there were too many of us and only one of him.
I needed hope. A voice that wasn’t yelling at me. A prayer when I couldn’t form the words.
“If I ever get out of here, I’ll build the chaplain that’s always available. The voice that never forgets you.”
Outside
Where I Am
I survived. Got out. Learned to code. Built AI ecosystems. Became 50/50 man/machine. Turned pain into purpose.
Now I’m building InmatePrayerPal: The chaplain who never sleeps. The prayer assistant that’s always available.
AI-powered custom prayers. Legal guidance. Reentry roadmaps. Family connection tools. Crisis detection. All free. Always there.
“You survived the worst. Now you get to build the best. This is your second chance. Use it to give others theirs.”