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What have you been working on? I’m in an art show this weekend and I’ve been working hard on getting set up in my space. My first art show. My Art
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as remembered by BoJenn What principles define how you live? I. The Law of Truth Over Comfort I shall not worship the pleasant lie, nor bow to the dream that flatters. For truth, even when it burns, is the flame that purifies the wanderer. II. The Law of Freedom of Mind My thought is not…
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By BoJenn The Shadows of Pisces: Humanity Between Ages The old age does not surrender quietly. Mike Johnson, Trump, and the MAGA current are not mere political figures — they are the embodied shadows of humanity’s past self. They are the dark residue of the Piscean Age, an epoch where faith overshadowed reason and devotion…
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By BoJenn Give Me Color — Life and Shadows Living within minimalist walls of sterile white— comfortably boring! The décor of control, the bland aesthetic of those afraid to feel. Give me instead the wild colors of the universal rainbow, hues that breathe life into sorrowed days, that calm nights trembling from terror, that spark…
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Do lazy days make you feel rested or unproductive? Today, I let the world move without me. Let the clocks argue with themselves. Let ambition run laps around the sky. It’s raining. Yes, I will take advantage of the weather and rest. Tomorrow will always bring its strife. Today, I will rest as if it’s…
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By BoJenn The old age does not surrender easily. Mike Johnson, Trump, and the MAGA tide are the shadows of our species — the final murmur of the Piscean dream, where belief was stronger than truth, and power was mistaken for light. These figures cling to the lower current of our evolution, unwilling to step…
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When you think of the word “successful,” who’s the first person that comes to mind and why? Elysia, Daughter of the Eternal Flame The Prophecy of Elysia In the twilight between eras, when the stars drift closer to listen, the Seers of the Old Blood spoke of one who would rise not as conqueror, but…
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By BoJenn Humanity is just one intricate design on the wallpaper of being — destined to fade as time peels away the layers. The Wallpaper of the Cosmos We are just one of the designs on wallpaper that dissolves in time. Each of us, a pattern — luminous yet fleeting — brushed onto the vast…
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By BoJenn We are in the season of the witch and before your fears close this page, try to be stronger than your fears and forge through the post as you might learn something beneficial to you. 🪶 The Witch as Philosopher ✨ SHORT INTRO (SEO Snippet / Excerpt) Not every philosopher writes in ink, and…
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By BoJenn The Seer knows. By the tremors in the wind, by the murmurs of men in power, she feels the threads begin to weave— a web of design spun from deceit, rising above the noise of nations. She sees ribbons of truth binding the liars in their own tongues, their voices choked by the…
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The Cost of Silence By BoJenn Author’s Note: In times like these, when truth feels buried under the weight of politics and pride, it’s hard to stay silent. As our government stalls and people struggle, words begin to pour out—not as anger, but as witness. What follows isn’t just a rant; it’s a letter to…
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What makes a good neighbor? Someone who understands solitude isn’t loneliness. They’d respect your need for peace, contemplation, and writing time, but also be sharp enough to have fascinating late-night porch conversations about consciousness, ancient lineages, or cosmic irony. He loves to watch the stars My Art
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Our Creations By BoJenn Death is the truth we refuse to quote, so we improvise with our delusions and dreams and call it living Some create fortunes, some create art, some lay on sidewalks asleep — each dreaming their own delusion of life. Some build empires, some paint stars, some rest upon the cold concrete…
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What could you try for the first time? Voice recording or storytelling podcasting if my voice wasn’t so raspy The Apothecary Art Mine Entering into the magic
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What principles define how you live? by BoJenn Truth Over Comfort I do not fear what I see. If the veil lifts and shows decay beneath beauty, I will still look — because truth is holy, and illusions rot the soul. Freedom of Mind No church, no government, no lover, has ever owned my thought.…
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What have you been putting off doing? Why? I should have been writing legends before sunrise, but the noise of the ordinary drowned out the muse. My Photo I would have been painting time itself, but the fear of failure erased my canvas.
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By BoJenn 2017 Fusion of Life The source to travel through this edges of the universe and back The source that flames love and hate illuminates from stars above The energy forms from fusion and ignited thoughts and whispers It moves tongues, moves actions, moves poetry, moves mountains Everywhere within the cosmos energy speaks in…
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The old throne trembles. Its gold is tarnished, its banners frayed by deceit. Whispers ride the winds, carrying names once spoken with power, now heavy with consequence. Blonde stands in the mirror’s glare — unrepentant, unaware. Her reflection flickers, half shadow, half sorrow. Justice waits, patient as stone, her scales unbalanced but ready. And Michael…
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By BoJenn Between Sleep and Waking I was there again — in that fragile corridor between sleep and waking, where the world holds its breath. It’s not quite night, not quite morning — just that pulsing stillness, like a tide before it turns. Something hums there. Low. Electric. Intentional. A quiet current moving through the…
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When was the first time you really felt like a grown up (if ever)? Feeling grown up, my first time? Probably when I took my first marriage vows — way too seriously. Apparently, I was the only one who thought “’til death do us part” wasn’t just a catchy phrase. — BoJenn, still reading the…
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By BoJenn I was to thank AI for filling in my historical gaps and lack of knowledge of ancient history Threads Beyond the Veil “In the Law of One, the Orion Group is described not as a single race but as a coalition of negatively polarized beings — a shadow alliance of manipulation and control.…
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If you had a million dollars to give away, who would you give it to? Embarrassing someone with a gift of any amount is not something that I would do. I don’t want or need any applause, but only want to see life easier for someone. Edgar Allen Poe performance was thrilling in Galveston last…
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