Jill Woodworth Talks

Fearless Explorer. Join me as I share from deep lived experience in a multitude of paradigms, and special interest groups and continue to remember I am soul. Sharing personal experience related to the biodigital convergence agenda and how hue-manity is being deliberately harvested for data, market share, with massive suffering perpetrated in an attempt to box out GOD and "do it ourselves"

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Hey there
Are you here?
Are you human?
Did you
Burn the coffee…
Fuck
Did you
Fuck
Something up massively today
Or on the other side-worried
Til it almost broke ya and moi
and
You were drinking a beer at
The local pond on the ice
With the dog at 11AM
On a Monday
After a long hard run
Dead on into the sun
Speaking metaphorically
Of course cuzz
Otherwise ya’ll
Would judge and grudge
Curmudge
I get it
The grit of it
Fer the love
Ain’t above
Or maybe
I am the monster
I sometimes think
I am
All alone
And growling so hard
the teeth
Of
Something known deeply
it hurts so badly
To be so aloney
Baloney
Leaving me here
Like some sappy poem
Doubting myself
Well yeah
How does it feel when
Ya got no food?
Pass the dutchie
From the lefthand side
Out in the garage
A mirage.of
Nicotine
American
Spirits
Baby sleepin on the couch
I got juice. Sunday night
Will I hafta hasta
Make a choice
Between comfort
And meaning
I’m leaning
Into
Nuttin’
Cuz
See how long
It takes them to find me
Out heahhh
In the garage
Looking at the way my baby
Organizes
Too much nicotine
It’s been awhile
Scrunchie faced
Finally the outbreath
And the thoughts
gone
Can’t breathe
Oh please
As if
You have anything left to riff on
Disturbed
Beyond words
Can’t fully express
The lashing feels
Surreal
but real
like an exquisite meal
Ocean of distress
With sharks circling
Tears out of nowhere
Too many tugs on my heart
I can’t discharge anything
can’t run, too cold
No private space
unless I demand it
No energy for anything
but getting through the day
The joy leaking out
Nothing helps
I can’t label ‘em all and write them off
They all haunt me
Walk around in my head and stomp their feet!
Look at me look at me!
TG for Crystal
and Crystals
And the education on
logical fallacies
and remembering
who da feck I am
b/c I might go down
like the Titanic
in a sea of lies