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11-13-01-05

by

Jennifer Kay Thompson

Check it out!
It’s all alright.
E tutto bene
Indigo lights
Fortunous nights.
Being well
No worries
Seeing to tell_
Love is in the air comings
I thank that great light.
50,000 times
And why not?
There is no fear there
Here’
Yeah
Aloe vera run me on.
Cleansing my song
Blue candles of being
Holding him and knowing him as a hairy woman
A peeing woman
A natural woman
Check it out
It’s all right
That we held each other last night
I know your skin
It’s folds and curves
And I know the within of my own inner nerves
Again
Check it out?
It’s all rigggghhht.
Giggles to you lover of my nights.
Let’s make some days soon.
Ahh at noon.

11-13-01-03

by

Jennifer Kay Thompson

And this is me_..I still have no reckoning always it has been_.when my fetus was taken by insanity’s rules_.so over blessed
when I married him for love,,,,wasn’t it. _and ended up how did I end up why was it ?
Another female in my shower?
Your revenge on what I did to stay alive when you left
I am a /was a/
Nooooooonoooooooo
there are no wholy whores are there?
I just wanted release relief from this womanly existence I just wanted care and concern from the nurturing towers
you took them you swindled them in to balls of such deceit it wasn’t until the year of the great snake the truth started making way for a new skin
so we all shuddered but not me so much mr. Who rapes me in my dreams_.mr. good old boy_
you won’t get have no
and I tell you and I tell you again
this is momma
you have no right to take what is a mother’s
and you won’t_as we all start to see
who wants that unity?
Me me me.

The age of the eighties speaks up: me me me
How do I help this distant cry_I wanted a universal women’s wailing day that we all might come to peace__I wanted respect for differences I wanted a smile that was from a precious act_.not a forsaken one : what you call sinful_..
Why should we have to run to so many drugs to see it is not?
Kill us trys to kill us_no matter there is no death there is no evil here here here with Babaji, Sanat kumara, Lady Venus, Archangel Metatron, Archangel Michael and Faith, destiny’s followers and children are we_
may we see
may I see in this physical
what you hold for me_.
We save we.
Together.
This is my prayer.
Yeah,
now Grace
For us to see quietly.....
Danka, Gratzie, Gracias, Domo Arigato, Kusanam, Gencuye, Merci, Achoo, Efkaristo, Thank You, any others?

11-13-01-02

by

Jennifer Kay Thompson

I am not a terrorist am I?
When I deny a quarter to a starving bum_.that I know I have?
I am not a terrorist_am I?
When I reach for the meat knowing how they treat the cow?
I am not a terrorist am I?
I am not a terrorist am I ?
When I drop trash on God’s Great Earth knowing that someone else will pick it up?
No terrorist not am I?
Am I a terrorist?
So I pray to the powers above grant me relief from this endless sinning from this angry reckoning_help me to see this light you hold so patiently I am sure yes I am sure_..But not me_..
I am no t a terrorist am I/
Am I?
Take me to be what you would like and spread me across the seas to blend with the excstasy of shuddering relief that life is worth living and is indeed good and is and is a gift_..show me how again and again to input the magical aqua blue into our earth’s inhabitants that I may know peacce__
And that I may know relief that is quiet neither hyper nor suppressed : just is_..
This is the woman I desire to be in me.
Not a terrorist_.a truth-seeker_..
Yes grant me release
us
From our own lies whatever they may be so that we can rejoice in truth and comfort_.with the higher beings one day with the universal respondents I pray:
I am not a terrorist, am I?

11-13-01-01

by

Jennifer Kay Thompson

I thought somehow that the world Was ending__.
That this was maybe some great gratification__
Some cheerfully quiet resignation__.
And I see that things are as usual_.in a different way_..
Enough about me: I have said for years__
Now it seems some want indeed to know_..to know the anger of being raised in a country, now a world I see so strongly ,,,,,that has been divided by lies and deceptions, of which I know not what they all are_.
I have only felt them to the deepest core of my spiritual fantasy.
And I have awakened : pentinent : pissed : again pissed ,,,,,but ever so willingly pissed__.this is me.
The half-breed you have called a mistake a slight a brevity, not light when you knew some seed gave my birthing_..and who are you to decide what is black and what is light ? were I to judge by your actions it would be a very different sight. For I don’t see auras _..I know my own injured expressions only_..My own frightened transgressions_.. my own desire to depart a physical existence_.and the prayers of so many from my mouth including the whole have raised me to say: you have something to say_.And it is so delicate and nurturing and beguiling and deterring to the massses
There is nothing else for me to say why I departed America a long time ago in my soul just to stay alive__knowing experiencing hearing LIES LIES LIES_
Who are you to lie to me?
You , government, you know not from where I come. Which angels are on my side and over my head and around me and within me _..
From what dictates have you to change the constitution of our rights? Who do you think you are__there’s no winning there_.as we all now pay_..I said a long time ago I would rise to watch the demise_..I did _.now I speak again_..like Spike "Wake Up"_.. but I add "AMERICA"_.AND I suggest_.."_THAT NEVER DIES_." With now a smile_.yes now a smile. For aquamarine shelters protect us all___. This is Blessed.
What a mess__.
How can I help?

Elvis told me to add:
"Thank you ,,,,,Thank you very much_.."