On my second soul, right mom.
Heart And soul
Was this the white light that catholic's talks about?
Or was the surgical light.
I remember seeing two nurses before going back under, or died ?
I don’t know. I’m not a catholic.
My Gram was.
My parents let us decide what we wanted.
I’ve chosen; spirituality , meditation, sex, Buddhisum.
I believe I have some Hinduism in me as well.
But I think Buddha saved me that day.
Was that a new life in the same body ?
What is that ?
Sounds like bullshit to me.
I believe in Buddisum.
I don't know what you are wanting, or needing me to do.
All I know is someone, something, some force, I don’t know. It’s holding me here for now.
Little do they know, I don’t plan to see them soon.
Who knows?
-ej
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Erica Jordan
Tea is drug. I'm chronically ill. I cant do much except my art that helps my nerve pain and function. That's baking, painting , writing..... anything creative to use that outlet to express myself . Stay Wild Moon Child.
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