Jessica Weiss
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With extreme notions to the laws of unseen energy and science, there is a Truth we all Know, and are affected by. Jessica hopes to inspire your thoughts into creative form, to construct your own future for the good.
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Inside the Marilyn Window
Hidden behind the public impression of our personalities are the bits and pieces that bring us true joy. Internal emotion is found in the spaces between outward expression. Perception takes many forms....The interpretation of artwork always varies based on the observer, and their preconceived notions of the subject. Therefore it is key to evoke your own opinions, through whatever artistic means, and shout out your unique understanding. Let yourself echo through whatever craft you've immersed yourself in, and let that art confess your feelings, realized in physical form.
By Jessica Weiss5 years ago in Lifehack
Miller's Journal
It was clear why the miniature metropolis of Mapleton was called by that name. The 150 year-old former logging community boasted glorious maple trees aligned down every block, spanning the whole of downtown. Their leaves grew oversized in springtime, brightening the gray buildings around. By fall, the little city would transform into a picturesque form of autumn, coloring it alive. The sheer intensity that the mighty maples brought to the streets of this place, those trees might have always been there, perhaps preceding the town, or inspiring it’s growth. Very few knew that the town was originally called Firland. Even locals quickly came to dismiss the idea, as it lacked the grandeur Mapleton eloquated. It didn’t quite seem to ‘fit,’ they’d say. In fact, each of their mayors for 100 years had been a descendent of General Darius P. Maplewood, the town’s first established leader.
By Jessica Weiss5 years ago in Families
Miller's Journal
It was clear why the miniature metropolis of Mapleton was called by that name. The 150 year-old former logging community boasted glorious maple trees aligned down every block, spanning the whole of downtown. Their leaves grew oversized in springtime, brightening the gray buildings around. By fall, the little city would transform into a picturesque form of autumn, coloring it alive. The sheer intensity that the mighty maples brought to the streets of this place, those trees might have always been there, perhaps preceding the town, or inspiring it’s growth. Very few knew that the town was originally called Firland. Even locals quickly came to dismiss the idea, as it lacked the grandeur Mapleton eloquated. It didn’t quite seem to ‘fit,’ they’d say. In fact, each of their mayors for 100 years had been a descendent of General Darius P. Maplewood, the town’s first established leader.
By Jessica Weiss5 years ago in Families
