sometimes i forget i am an individual myself a person of thought mind... this dormant stone that i once recognized as a levvy to my voice. well, i found myself back here; and it's always joyful when i am. thinking of the Chief --- Michael Rothenberg -- may you forever rest in power. time is so fleeting... i can't believe he is not breathing anymore. it really makes your heart hit the floor. i am saddened for Terri -- the missus -- the visionary. Ometeotl i think of all this time and all these weeks that smooth into the other... just an hum on the old loin cloth life covering the bounty of the more knowing. what of an unblessed discovery? is it equal to a random squished realization that is discovery, swiftly in 10 seconds? a quick blessing, like a sneeze. it flies, you blink, goodbye. (that was the exact moment). jessica m wilson now july 9 339am
where my heart is. being stretched across the dim floor. economic hustle tender unfeeling this is the last breath. negative certainty of utter deliverance to pity. i know, i feel pity in this relic't time. a factor of none, to one, always one and then another to face in the mirror. just look the other way. see the leaves drifting into sun and shade. always. there is no more time to spend; feeling like there is nothing left to catch on your tongue. ~ Jessica M. Wilson ahora noche dia 1248 am PST Thursday 2024 twenty twenty four