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My Teen Years


If you are barely tuning in, you should probably start here. 

This writing is being created to explain a portion of my life.

I am Jose Moreno and this is part 2 of a series of writings I am creating attempting to explain my life thus far.

In my last blog entry,

I was explaining how a lot of my younger life was dictated by the media and things I saw as cool while growing up.

My parents were and are hard working Mexicans who didn’t have much while growing up and only tried to give me and my brother the best life that they were not capable of having.

In this entry, I will continue my story where I left off.

The Problem

The problem with my parents attempts to give us everything is that they were young when they had me and my brother and had to constantly work to provide for us,

especially because they never finished high school.

They had to constantly work plus were young and had little education raising children.

(My mother was 17 when she had me, my father 22, both born in Mexico.)

I was left to be raised by the media and the things I saw.

This leads me to become a Central Valley Mexican who idolized rap music by the age of 11.

This caused me to want to imitate what I saw and be what I heard on the music I listened to.

This eventually leads to my arrest and shortly after I move to Merced Ca, to my aunt’s house.

Oneness Apostolic Christian Beliefs

Living at my aunt’s house I was constantly enveloped in a different way of living then I was used to.

I started to shift my thoughts to a creator and didn’t investigate much into the matter,

I just kind of went with it,

though I had many questions I didn’t bother pondering about too often.

At the time I believed what I was told and that included things like having to speak in tongues in order to know the Holy Spirit of God had truly entered me.

I remember trying to receive the gift of speaking in tongues during most of my stay at my aunt’s place that year but I was not able to receive it.

I was always told I was overthinking it too much.

Later on, I realize they were right,

but not in the way you think.

I’ll explain that later.

Going to Merced’s Blessing and Curse

I will mention that during my stay in Merced,

I was homeschooled and it was awesome.

Now I look back and realize how much I just like learning on my own.

I like reading and pondering on ideas in my head discussing them and finding others to reiterate my thoughts too.

But I digress.  When I was homeschooled I learned and got straight A’s

(it also helped my aunt was my teacher with the answers ;0 ),

and because of my good grades,

my parents bought me a laptop,

which I used to start making beats.

My parents also bought my a Yamaha piano from Costco which I use to get basic music lessons from my other aunt’s boyfriend at the time.

I learn major and minor scales and get an idea of how to compose a beat using Fruity Loops,

or FL Studio for you younger folk.

 (Just don’t ask me how I got Fruity Loops)

Move Back To Newman

So, I am introduced to making music and I move back to Newman at the age of 13.

Days begin to pass and I forget about Merced.

I have made friends since the age of 10 with a select few in Newman Ca.

JoseR was my first real friend.  He passed away in 2012 in Afghanistan.

He and I started committing dumb crimes together when we were 11-12.

Then there is Jay Mack Wallace, who chilled with me and Joser and the 3 of us were connected tight through middle-school.

Joser and I  would take emblems from cars and I even broke into my first home with him.

He changed for the better by the time I moved back to Newman at 13 and I started focusing on music with another lifetime friend M1ke-0!

Playa-M1ke (A.K.A. M1ke-0)

I met Playa-M1ke most formally probably around the 8th grade, possibly 9th?

8th grade we for sure knew about each other, and possibly wrote freestyles on the same paper that was passed around Yolo Middle School.

MSN Messenger was popping in 2003-2004 and my and M1ke would battle through a chat screen.

I had moved back to Newman and had a microphone with FL Studio and I didn’t have to mention it twice for M1ke to suggest we get in the booth one time.

That one time became a lifelong journey that I constantly continue with that dude till the end.

And Then there is Killa-Tone.


Killa-Tone is a dope freestyler with deep words that can penetrate when he wants them to,

and words that can make you feel like dancing with the vibe he gives off.

Tone was always motivational and pushed others to do their best even when the going was getting tough.

Tone and I smoked a lot of weed together and spoke about the meaning of life on an almost daily schedule.

Oh yea… drugs.

Drug Use

I first smoked at probably the age of 11, then drank Grey Goose Vodka at the age of 12, and smoked weed at the age of 13, then did Coke by the age of 14.  Ecstasy was another favorite by 15,

(Popping thizzles was the thing from around 15-17)

I got the name C-Rock from my use of Cocaine.

I have done Salvia, and shrooms and who knows what else those thizzles were laced with.

To this day I hold the belief that drugs are not the only things that cause people to sin.

All people fall short of perfection and not all struggle with drugs.

Others struggle with uglier things that are only visible to themselves in their mind.

15 Years of Age

By the time I was 15 my friend Tone introduced me to a book called “The Secret”.

This book taught about the Law of Attraction.

The Law of Attraction basically taught me that everything we constantly think about brings about our reality.

The extreme of this book taught we all had the ability to be God if we only believed enough.

I also began breaking into homes on just about a daily basis when I was 15.

During the winter, it would get dark by 5ish.

I would walk around the block, and if any house was completely dark by 6 o’clock I would assume no one was there because who would be asleep that early.

(During one incident where I broke in and cause a woman to scream, I realized some people work nights).

I would break into homes and come up on money and electronics.

I would sell a lot of the things I stole and buy drugs.

Whenever we took visits to the mall, my pants would get stuffed from the clothes I stole.  Baggy clothes were in so one could get away with a lot.

I had a couple of girlfriends already but had never been serious with any of them, since I was more into the party scene.

My First Car

By 15 and a half I got my permit, and by 16 I had my license.

My dad’s sister gave me my first car.

It was a red ’91 Celica.

It lasted me a little bit less than a year before I crashed it, hitting a city tow truck.

Up until this point in my life, I had committed over 100 home burglaries in the Central Valley.

I was 17 years old when I got in my accident.

By the time I went to court for it I was 18 and had to turn myself in for 2 days.

I feared for this because of the chance of my fingerprints coming up upon intake.

I did my 2 days and was released.

After I was released, about 2 weeks later,

Newman Police Department surrounded my workplace of Cebro Frozen Foods.

My father came in to tell me while I was working that there was a lot of cops outside, waiting to arrest me.

I will continue this next time (:

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My Younger Life

Jose Moreno, Javy Moreno, Anthony Moreno, and Samantha Moreno sitting on the grass

Central Valley Raised

This is an attempt to describe my younger life to up until a bit after my first arrest as a juvenile.

I was born and raised in the Central Valley of California.

The Valley is comprised of small towns, where the parties are in the cuts (country for you city people).

Everyone knows everyone, is what it means to be Central Valley raised.

It was just me until I was 3, then my brother was born.

My mother and father are hard-working Mexicans. They raised us the best they were capable of doing with the knowledge and education they had.

Specifically, I was born in Merced California.

From my birth to the age of about 9, I lived in Planada California.  Planada is also known as “Planet X” by the locals and surrounding towns.

From an early age, I was continually told I could be anything I put my mind to, and that school was the most important thing to focus on.  My mother and father both didn’t finish high school and had big plans for me from early on.

The thing was, my parents worked from early in the mornings to late at night and sometimes on the weekends as well.  This left my younger brother and me to be raised, primarily by our grandparents.

Role Model

A lack of my parents being there for me and my brother, lead me to seek other types of role models.   Not having a constant standard being taught and displayed by my parents took me on a path of discovering for myself what I believed truth was.

The media propagates we are free to discover our own truth, so I became another victim of this worldview.

By the age of 9 we moved to a house in the country of Gustine California, and a year later we moved to Newman Ca, where I currently reside today.

At the age of 10, I was very much into gaming and was obsessed with Pokemon, friends started meaning more since I did not live in the country anymore, and could go over friends houses, and invite them to mine.

At the age of 11 music started to play a bigger role in my life.  Eminem was the first rapper I began to idolize.  I remember memorizing every song on his Slim Shady LP.  I began skateboarding as well during this time and listened to rap music constantly without much other guidance in my life. Again, my parents would tell me things, like I needed to do good in school and go to college, but they weren’t very active figures in my life since I didn’t see them much.

Thinking Changes for the Worst

My parents usually bought me and my brother most things we wanted.  From about the age of 12, I saw how much my parents worked and for so little compared to wealthier people.   My dad’s brother brought Cell Phones to the Central Valley area when they started popularizing and became wealthy selling cell phones.

I would get to go to my cousin’s house and think I never wanted to work as hard as my parents for the amount of money they received.  This ideology plus the Eminem, 2pac, SPM, and Central Valley gangster rap I was listening to, lead me to create a worldview which believed all was permissible as long as it benefited me.   I wanted to make a lot of money, but I didn’t want to work hard for it, plus the music I listened to usually glorified making money in some illegal ways.  These ideas molded me on the daily.

The age of 12 is when I was first arrested.

Locked Up

I was hanging out with my cousin on the weekends a lot.  We would sneak out at night and drive around and break into cars and stores with his friends.  Even though his friends were older, it was always my idea.

One night we were going to use a brick and break the window of a skate shop in Merced.  When I tried to throw the brick through the window, it didn’t break.  We quickly left and went around a neighborhood in Merced where I broke into a car and pressed the button that was in the cars driver sun visor to open the garage.  We left for a bit and came back when we thought enough time had passed to make us seem obvious.  This was around 3 a.m.  When we went back and passed by there were people outside. We kept driving and headed home when we were stopped.  The car was searched and we were arrested because a stolen screen was found which I ripped from the car I was in.  Since my cousin and I were minors they called my cousins parents.

At around 7 in the morning, my parents arrived to pick me up from my cousins.  They expressed their disappointment in me and I did not get to see my cousin much until a few years later.  This was the greatest disappointment I had caused my parents thus far.

After about a month or 2, my parents decided it would be best to move me to my aunt’s house in Merced.

My mother’s sister is like a second mom to me.  Her husband is like a second father.  They introduced me to the Apostolic faith.  I always knew they were Christian, but being there I learned what it meant to be an Apostolic Christian.

–Jose Moreno

Find out what happened next –>

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Who Am I?

a man attempting to explain everything

Who is Jose Moreno?

Jose Moreno is a programmer from the Central Valley of California.  He is passionate about teaching others to code and just as passionate about learning.  Jose plans on changing the world for the better.  He often likes to hear people’s points of view and their logic behind their beliefs.  Join him on his mission. Jose Moreno seeks to help the world in positive ways and hopes to make a difference in the life of others.  Who is Jose Moreno?

I am Jose Moreno(:

I am a human who likes to learn a lot of random things.  I like to program and develop cool apps.  This is my blog and I hope you enjoy the random stuff I write about.  I am from the central part of California.  The 209 to be exact.  I have been to prison and got into a lot of trouble when I was younger, but now I focus on helping make the world better.  I love teaching others to program.  Check out my page weWillCode which teaches you how to program and about web technologies for free.  The videos found at We Will Code are based on online courses from sites such as freeCodeCamp and Codecademy.

We are all a bunch of walking beliefs.  There are some beliefs founded on truth while others based simply on personal faith.  This is true for the believer and the non-believer.
-Jose Moreno