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War in my eyes….
Posted in Jencerpts.. with tags Life, philosophy, Poetry, Truth on December 1, 2022 by JenJuiceMasochistic behavior(s).
Posted in Jencerpts.. with tags philosophy, Poetry, self love on May 17, 2022 by JenJuiceThe truth of my own self-destruction was to understand the mapping of the predator.
bATEd breath(s).
Posted in Jencerpts.. with tags Mind, philosophy, Poetry, thought on January 24, 2022 by JenJuiceThe feeble and the gap.
Posted in Jencerpts.. with tags philosophy, Poetry on January 23, 2022 by JenJuicetranslucent 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.
I don’t half-ass life….
Posted in Jencerpts.. with tags Alan Watts, dance, flow, fluid alchemy, Love, philosophy, somatic healing, Truth on August 31, 2021 by JenJuiceSimply
Posted in Jencerpts.. with tags energy, flow, path, philosophy, Truth, Universal Intelligence on November 28, 2018 by JenJuiceAll paths lead to energy….
Sin, the derelict.
Posted in Jencerpts.. with tags greek, philosophy, Poetry, sin, Thoughts, Words on October 18, 2018 by JenJuiceSin or syn is essentially broken down from Greek to, “miss the mark”.
Who decides the placement of said mark? It’s an unattainable point line and speaking of the contrary in which words play…is in fact, who decides what each word means?

My belief is not based on a transference of thought to another mind.
Dark Matter and Mind-filled Meanderings….
Posted in Jencerpts.. with tags #data, balance, brain, dark matter, Death, energy, gasms, jenjuice, light, mindful darkness, mindfulness, philosophy, physics, Poetry, rebirths, soul, space, vastness, writing on October 10, 2018 by JenJuiceThe 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.