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Recall, she said…

Posted in Jencerpts.. with tags , , , , , , , , on October 16, 2018 by JenJuice

they use a lot more words now it seems..at least more cognizant…like the word, narrative. (in flavored teas)

I don’t recall using narrative in the 90s…nor from others…the words are words..and…you, see…

..must we want to expect from a dim light of reference? The light is the only way to walk, and not…last.
she said, it’s right.
and, I believe go forward.
In the everlance.
she brings birth
to the biggest life…and
her…
legs..they move toward the gathering of the all
she had of me.
The belief is always upward and onward…and if you stay in the same place…I gotta leave you…but that doesn’t mean I don’t love you(s).
Much love,
All of me.

Mind, Body, Spirit(ed)…

Posted in Jencerpts.. with tags , , , , , , , , on October 14, 2018 by JenJuice

Pole Jen

Dark Matter and Mind-filled Meanderings….

Posted in Jencerpts.. with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on October 10, 2018 by JenJuice

The galaxy is mostly dark matter – mind-filled darkness. The beauty of the space in-between and out of bounds is the ambiance of the quotient of life matter(s).

As is a viable source to get to know….I’ve found if I found any lesson with working in a funeral home my high school years – the number of deaths I’ve seen…I can report back to you that energy does not die, so what are so many humans afraid of – is the question.dark matter

Surreal Floetry…

Posted in Jencerpts.. with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on October 10, 2018 by JenJuice

Affluentree.

Posted in Jencerpts.. with tags , , , , on October 8, 2018 by JenJuice

The undercurrent or their lack of.
The remittance of the accusation of the true-end.
Rifling through dignity of semi-sustainability and the affluentree dignity –
I don’t know where it came from.
It just flows.
Like the rattle of the clock –
And the ambient still.
She said, “go home, I’m good,”
But, really… who is she?

Be-ing.

Posted in Jencerpts.. with tags , , , , , , , , , , , on September 26, 2018 by JenJuice

I don’t wither well…no mention of how I have been
draggin’ the heavy energy around for decades… Jen Pole Legs
Why not just let go……

Light enters…

Posted in Jencerpts.. with tags , , , , , , , , on September 25, 2018 by JenJuice

Dad was in Vegas…Russian roulette he’d play that night. Sobbing on his knees and giving up…gun to head. Finger to trigger….Click.
Head’s up.
Light entered.
Angel spoke to him, he said.
“Go home and find …Jenny…
She needs you.” – the angel spoke.

My Dad listened.

to be continued….