Archive for Poetry

Rendered in Presence.

Posted in Jencerpts.. with tags , , , , on March 8, 2019 by JenJuice

Memories are just a mirror of the thought of a past energy. The intangible essence – it penetrates.

It fleshes my soul like the interior doorways of my mind.

It finds me some place in the night…some place I render all my walls hidden in a room of the unknown and to never really know – in all the worlds.

We all live.

Not just one.

There are pockets.

Even inside our own dreams –

Of our reflection.

Finding the only truth is…. presence.

But, you are enough…

Posted in Jencerpts.. with tags , , , on December 24, 2018 by JenJuice

It’s tough to witness one commit slow suicide…over years. By way of heartbreak and the overallness of never feeling enough —is an epidemic. Not a symptom.

The underlying component of our programming is so embedded most do not see,..you/we are more than enough.

Eternally.

 

 

 

 

Word.

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

Words are how all things are called into our life. If you don’t want them to manifest – don’t say them. Simple.

Sin, the derelict.

Posted in Jencerpts.. with tags , , , , , on October 18, 2018 by JenJuice

Sin 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?

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My belief is not based on a transference of thought to another mind.

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.

Gratitude.

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

Each morning I awaken with gratitude.

Thank you, breath.
Thank you, heart.
Thank you, eyes,
Thank you, liver.
Thank you, pancreas.
Thank you, throat.
Thank you, arms.
Thank you, toes.
Thank you, love.
Thank you, light.
Thank you, trees.
Thank you, air.
Thank you.
Thank you.
Thank you.

I walk away from my morning meditation like I just gave an Oscar speech.

Go on with your morning rituals.

Grounding. Intention. Creation.

Flow State of Intention…

Posted in Jencerpts.. with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on October 13, 2018 by JenJuice

Do you ask yourself 20 years into liking anything why do you still enjoy it and what is the purpose? I’ve been in flow since I can remember..life.. it’s not been an easy path to be in flow.. in this world..to me – the only way. While they say we all need to live in flow..most will resist said flow. I’ve been called weird, crazy, wtf, that girl, smart, pretty, whathaveyou in some repository to give me an identity, but no one gives me an identity. I am the only me. It’s the state I reside – The Flow State of Intention. If you ain’t been called weird or crazy for your authenticity – work harder.