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Masochistic behavior(s).

Posted in Jencerpts.. with tags , , on May 17, 2022 by JenJuice

The truth of my own self-destruction was to understand the mapping of the predator.

Fluid by Nature.

Posted in Jencerpts.., movement with tags , , , , , , , , on April 10, 2022 by JenJuice

Magic.

Forgiveness.

Posted in Jencerpts.. with tags , , , on April 8, 2022 by JenJuice

One of the hardest things about forgiveness is forgiving those who watched and did nothing.

bATEd breath(s).

Posted in Jencerpts.. with tags , , , on January 24, 2022 by JenJuice

There are many moments when it feels like I’m in a maze of Malkoviches only to be the last part of my genome I can’t really define that or this…just a thought, Nothing more, but a thought..one or a thousand fucking thoughts…and, the only one I need to hear is simply…revealing herself.

The feeble and the gap.

Posted in Jencerpts.. with tags , on January 23, 2022 by JenJuice

translucent in a sea of nonsense.

I tend to live in these realms mostly.

Why the fuck we are so trained to give our attention to such feeble things, and for why? The esthetics that someone would give 2 shits. I don’t even remember most of my life. Now ask me, ask me – where am I? Cuz at the state of who we are and who we think ourselves to be tends to be an enormous gap.

Doorways…

Posted in Jencerpts.. with tags , , , , on December 11, 2021 by JenJuice

The imperial doorways somehow, find me and crush the fabric of the thoughts that won’t seem to go away, but why would I want them to?

It’s all in the name…

Posted in Jencerpts.. on December 5, 2021 by JenJuice

Have we created separateness to only find unity?

Consciousness…

Posted in Jencerpts.. with tags , , , on December 2, 2021 by JenJuice

The amalgam of words.

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I don’t half-ass life….

Posted in Jencerpts.. with tags , , , , , , , on August 31, 2021 by JenJuice
Surrealist.

Work in Process…

Posted in Jencerpts.. with tags , , , , , , on August 26, 2021 by JenJuice

Most romantic relationships are a hope for security – false security. Until one has done the work with their unhealed trauma all relationships will be magnifiers to what needs to be healed…love is our truest nature and with aligned beings it’s limitless. That’s my definition of “in love” is “in alignment”