Dear Chris…Cornell. My love. My Gratitude.
Grief is loneliness at its primal level.
To think about my experience with Chris is pouring through my veins like lava. I keep seeing him. Hearing his voice and the tears coming out of my eyes feels like that Jesus Christ Pose I can’t deny.
Him. He was profound. His presence was massive. One of the calmest intensities I’ve experienced. It was the moment I became awake…meeting him.
I was a high school runaway..I left my house at 16 under a shitty living situation…I was working at a funeral home at the time..it’s relevant. Soon After…
I went to a club one night as I did…At #s I go to the ladies room and come out ratting out Kim Thayil for pissing in the girl’s room while I waited. He liked that, went and got Matt Cameron and they piled in my 81’ Ford Granada matted with my Soundgarden sticker on back. We all get in. the cassette playing was Jane’s Addiction Triple X. And…we sparked up a big joint and got super baked discussing philosophies.
In turn..we became fast friends…Went on tour with them a stretch from Texas to Louisiana….it was fun. It was spiritual. It was the most honor and beautiful sensation to be graced with the person that has touched my soul so many times, so deep and so in my being…and, to be able to actually tell him of my gratitude. Much Love to that dear soul. May he be at peace.
Jen Juice 
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