To those who see it from afar, it is almost imperceptible. I had never been in prison before, but the past eight months have given me access to this small world and to firsthand knowledge of the violation of human rights and legality. If this document finds its way out of prison, it will be proof that there are those here who dissent. I can't write every day. The few times that I have written, there have been unpleasant consequences not only for me, who chose the path of struggle, but also for my family, my closest collaborators, and even my defense attorney.
Today is a day like any other.
Yet, inside my cell, my independent thought accompanies me. It matters not that they shut it in, that they repress it. As long as it can be infused onto paper, it will try to find an exit.