EVENTS & WORKSHOPS
jesse jacoby poetry
old growth forests of your soul
the blank sheet
the human parasite
the raw cure
July 9, 2014
OLD GROWTH FORESTS OF YOUR SOUL
I am desolate in a crowd of beautiful women looking for familiar eyes.
I feel isolated in cities of misunderstanding.
Emptiness fills me on this planet full of conflicting perspectives of how life should be.
I scavenge the damaged ethnos...
April 9, 2014
Sometimes I feel like I am on drugs.
Living in a world where we have to hide to make love.
Everyone around me seems to be sleeping through life.
Am I the one who is high? Or what is it?
I'm still awaiting a universal awakening.
I am a scavenger, picking at wa...
March 15, 2014
She swooped in, landed on my shoulder.
There was a heart on her feathers.
The colors she wore changed me forever.
December sun, overcast with gloom.
I looked into her soul.
Already knew her from a lifetime before.
I saw sorrow.
She had witnesse...
Old Growth Forests Of Your Soul
The Human Parasite
June 4, 2014
A Soulful Plea
June 1, 2014
The Blank Sheet
March 19, 2014
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