Matthew Cullen

Hello!!

My name is Matthew! I am 6’3″, 240ish pounds, dark complected- Cherokee Indian, French, Irish, German, English-but white, and I have only one tattoo.

I play guitar, mandolin, sing/write songs and write books. I am in the publication phase of my first two novels, am working on my third and have around forty more unique ideas on my mental drawing board including ideas for children’s literature. I also exercise on all planes -physically, mentally, spiritually- daily and am in better shape than when I was half my age. I am in excellent physical shape and my blood pressure reflects it, I do a neurobic regimen every morning that includes solving complex math in my head, and I do my morning prayer, Bible study and devotions. My cell is my “office.” I got a naughty-body!

I am a certified paralegal, and besides law, I study Biblical history, languages, American history, music, algebra, neurosciences, medical science, among other peripheral and varied subjects. I also do a substantial amount of legal work for other inmates. It gives me meaning and purpose, one thing a lot of my “peers” lack and is a precursor to returning to this desolate and despondent place. I use those terms specifically to describe not only the physical environment, but the mentality. Unfortunately, at least in the Kansas Department of Corrections, prisons are more of a warehouse where they should be a hospital. This is the impetus behind my ideas for prison reformation of which I have already drafted a seven-page paper that delineates the problems and resolutions. I am in the executive clemency process for which the administration is doing everything that they can to tacitly discourage and stop. Before I go any farther though…

On January 12, 1997 when I was nineteen years old, I was involved in a car accident of epic life-changing proportions. I not only broke my neck, back, three ribs, dislocated my collarbone among various cuts, bruises and swellings, but I also suffered a very severe traumatic brain injury and was comatose for thirty-five days. When I awoke, the Matthew to whom my loving mother gave birth to was dead. At the confluence of the intracranial hemorrhaging and bruising on my brain was the destruction of behavioral safeguards. I was not only impulsive, compulsive, emotionally erratic, had pronounced logic, reasoning, judgment and memory deficits, had little cognition, was physically uncoordinated and unbalanced and was socially inept, but I had little to no self-control. Less than three years later, I was in jail for my first felonies. It was terrible and I will always carry a cross of remorse for it is not who I ever dreamt I would become, who I wanted to be and definitely not who I am today.

But, during my first time in prison, other than a strong pharmaceutical broth, I received no sort of treatment contoured around my unique behavioral issues. Nobody would accept the fact that I do not fit the atypical psychological profiles that are neatly categorized and medicated in the penal system. It wound up being the perfect storm for future legal/behavioral problems, revenge by a crooked District Attorney’s office, and my recovery. Despite much adversity, because of prison, I am a better man.

I am a kind, compassionate, God-loving, humorous intellectual who at a young age, lost his way. But, then I decided to do something about it. No one is stuck the way that they are and I strongly desire to help lead the way for prison reformation and brain injury research and rehabilitation.

I am not looking for money or romance. I am looking for an open-minded, engaging and thoughtful woman who can think for herself, does not revel in gossip or slandering others and who enjoys exploring newness and ideas. I am not all knowing and would enjoy feedback that would help me to be a better man and develop for it is a never-ending process in life.

I am proud of who I am now and am becoming and if you want to “become” with me, write to me! Note that the two pictures are about what I look like. Of course, the picture never does justice! Send your own, and know that whatever you reveal to me will stay between you and I always. Should you want to hear my voice, I can call prepaid using the prison telephone system too.

Welp, I look forward to making new friends and when I get out -hopefully sooner than later- should something romantic spark, okay. Friends first though! God bless.

Without wax,
Matthew J. Cullen

P.S. If you know anything about the Spanish Renaissance and language history, the above closing would make sense. If not, I will tell you someday. Maybe.

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• Incarcerated Since: 2005
• Sentence Received: 25 years
• Earliest Release: 2032

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