Hello love... I haven’t really felt 100% lately - you’ve probably noticed there’s been no notes and no mail :(. Saw the cardiologist today - he’s pleased with my overall condition, though still says I need to lose weight (duh!). Told me to come home, take 2 Tylenol, and lie down - fever is 101.4. Funny - I can usually tell when I’m feverish and I don’t feel like I am! Guess it explains why my blood sugar is a little higher than usual...sigh I was in Alabama for 2 weeks - Valerie’s husband had a total hip replacement and she can’t handle their big dog by herself. We weren’t sure how much Hans would be able to do so I went to help out. He’s doing really well - has to be told repeatedly not to overdo - now I have to go back the end of July - they’re having a party - going to renew their vows for their 25th anniversary. I have to go several days before the party so that I get my choice of the rooms - before his daughter gets there (they suggested that, not me - lol) It’s hot here - plus chance of thunderstorms most afternoons. I love the rain while it’s happening because it cools everything off - but when it stops it’s even MORE humid, which is horrible Nothing much else going on - if I think of anything, I’ll write it. I love you so much...see you in my dreams in an hour or so. It’s Wednesday today - earliest this will get mailed is July 1st - next Monday...just know that I’m with you. Your Jeannie
Jealousy was young, still vaporous, and love shuffled past the first corn ill at ease, pricked itself on the first thorns, didn't know what fright was yet and bleeding. In the distance lay the word: large, wrinkly and empty. The laws of nature creaked, crunched, got into their stride one by one. Apples fell, leaves, stars. Rivers flowed from the first mountains. Cain raised his arm. Everything started, everything was new, everything was inescapable.
------------------------------------
The Truth You must, they said, face the truth. Now! Immediately! When it grew dark they whispered: now you may face something else if you like. It was quiet and I faced love and thoughtlessness with its giant wings and the simplicity of the moonlight on my wall. Now the truth again, they said. Now!
----------------------------------------
A Man Wanted To Talk About Love A man wanted to talk about love. No! Not about love! everyone cried and everyone departed or knocked him down, and death peered through a window: About love? Ridiculous! That man put on a pair of wings like those of a thrush, but larger and more despairing, and away he flew and sang about love and love sang about him, murmured about him never did a man go to bed more sorrowful on the indifferent earth.
----------------------------------
Dying?? Never heard of it! But one evening, under a street lamp, I found a poem about dying. It was rain-drenched and almost illegible, but everything was in it. I learnt it by heart and thought: might there be just such a poem, such a rain-drenched, almost illegible poem, about love, with everything in it about love, and should I learn that by heart too?
-----------------------------------------
Dear Robert, just some poems by the Dutch poet Toon Tellegen. Hope I havent send them yet. The last one hits quite home right now for me. You're last post on Between the bars is from NOV. 12, 2017, you knew that? Anyways, hope you are fine when receiving these words, warm greetings, Julia
Dear Jack, I hope you get this in time before you're released, but if not, that's okay. I gave you my email earlier, but just in case you don't have it anymore, it's graciealcott@gmail.com I'm so excited for you. I keep checking your release info on the website you told me about. Two days! I just realized that we've been sending notes to each other for nearly a year and a half now (a year and four months, actually)! Isn't that awesome? I posted your poem on Facebook just a few hours ago, so there's no responses yet. When you email me (which I know you'll be able to do soon), I'll tell you all about the comments! Ah, so you also have bipolar disorder (we're bipolar buddies). I'm glad it's under control. Mine is mostly under control. I am medicated, but because I have PTSD and my sleep schedule is really screwy, it contributes to both mania and depression. It's cool that you read often! I don't, honestly. The last time I finished a book was about a year ago, and I'm kind of embarrassed to admit that. I've always had issues with reading. I'm actually thinking of getting assessed for dyslexia before I go to college (I still have to get my GED. Soon!) This month has been rough in some ways for me, but pretty good in others. I did a play, which was a lot of fun, and now I'm in another. The person who I've been flirting with for months now (I've mentioned them before, I think) and I have been hanging out a lot, and that's so much fun. My mom's having a lot of fun at her new job, and it's always great to see her happy. Life's generally been good, except for a few bumps in the road involving my dad. Turns out my dad remarried like, three days after my parent's divorce in December, and I'm just now finding out. My dad is going to divorce his new wife though, so their marriage has been very short. So that's interesting. But no, life has been generally good. I'm very excited for you to get out. You're a blessing, too. Take care of yourself, and keep being as wonderfully optimistic and motivated as your poem is. You're doing great. -Grace
14 June 2019 Hello my Friend: It was great to hear your voice last night. I miss you... Thank you for hearing my thoughts and calling...wished we could have talked longer... that I was more prepared to talk. I forgot to tell you that VM course sup Sharon is very willing to grade the ART course. Soon Sigard will have a copy of that wonderful book. I have enjoyed my comms with Sigard. He has being enlightening me about Mythology. Something I really don't know about except your letters are sprinkled with it. Two years ago I never truly thought about it. Sigard recommended a book that is helping me to understand how Myths were started and how they became truths that were not true. Just Myths and thoughts that people accepted as truth. More Blind Faith. Ways of introducing Esoteric truths though. Anyhow. It is an education to be in comm with you and Sigard. He looks great per his photos and he is enjoying his family. I am very please for him. Life is very busy here in this city I dwell. Never ending fight for freedom and revealing truths and solutions. I hope Destiny does connect up on the phone with you. Happy Father's Day my friend. The spiral is turning around. Keep on Keeping on no matter what. The guys in the white hats are making waves and more waves and more waves to truth and justice shall prevail. We have a wonderful future to look forward to because of all the Freedom Fighters. You are a blessing in disguise, aren't you? Thank you for all you do to wake up the living dead. What a tough job. But you are armed with solutions to keep you stable. I am proud to be your friend. You won my heart deeply for all you do and all you really truly are. Much love, Erne Hi Destiny. If you are reading this here is the number to open an acct to talk to your Dad. GTL acct 800-483-8314 it only cost 3.75 for 15 minutes. We have to send him a number to call. I can send mail to him or Travis can for you. Takes time as you know. Have a good day. love, Erne WGs correspondence person to help the inmates do courses.
RSS
I haven’t really felt 100% lately - you’ve probably noticed there’s been no notes and no mail :(.
Saw the cardiologist today - he’s pleased with my overall condition, though still says I need to lose weight (duh!). Told me to come home, take 2 Tylenol, and lie down - fever is 101.4. Funny - I can usually tell when I’m feverish and I don’t feel like I am! Guess it explains why my blood sugar is a little higher than usual...sigh
I was in Alabama for 2 weeks - Valerie’s husband had a total hip replacement and she can’t handle their big dog by herself. We weren’t sure how much Hans would be able to do so I went to help out. He’s doing really well - has to be told repeatedly not to overdo - now I have to go back the end of July - they’re having a party - going to renew their vows for their 25th anniversary. I have to go several days before the party so that I get my choice of the rooms - before his daughter gets there (they suggested that, not me - lol)
It’s hot here - plus chance of thunderstorms most afternoons. I love the rain while it’s happening because it cools everything off - but when it stops it’s even MORE humid, which is horrible
Nothing much else going on - if I think of anything, I’ll write it. I love you so much...see you in my dreams in an hour or so.
It’s Wednesday today - earliest this will get mailed is July 1st - next Monday...just know that I’m with you.
Your Jeannie
still vaporous,
and love shuffled past the first corn ill at ease,
pricked itself on the first thorns,
didn't know what fright was yet
and bleeding.
In the distance lay the word: large, wrinkly and empty.
The laws of nature creaked, crunched,
got into their stride one by one.
Apples fell, leaves, stars.
Rivers flowed from the first mountains.
Cain raised his arm.
Everything started, everything was new,
everything was inescapable.
------------------------------------
The Truth
You must, they said, face the truth.
Now! Immediately!
When it grew dark they whispered:
now you may face something else
if you like.
It was quiet
and I faced love
and thoughtlessness with its giant wings
and the simplicity of the moonlight on my wall.
Now the truth again, they said. Now!
----------------------------------------
A Man Wanted To Talk About Love
A man wanted to talk about love.
No! Not about love! everyone cried
and everyone departed or knocked him down,
and death peered through a window:
About love? Ridiculous!
That man put on a pair of wings
like those of a thrush,
but larger and more despairing,
and away he flew and sang about love
and love sang about him, murmured about him
never did a man go to bed more sorrowful
on the indifferent earth.
----------------------------------
Dying?? Never heard of it!
But one evening, under a street lamp, I found a poem about dying.
It was rain-drenched and almost illegible,
but everything was in it.
I learnt it by heart and thought:
might there be just such a poem, such a rain-drenched, almost
illegible poem,
about love, with everything in it about love,
and should I learn that by heart too?
-----------------------------------------
Dear Robert, just some poems by the Dutch poet Toon Tellegen. Hope I havent send them yet. The last one hits quite home right now for me.
You're last post on Between the bars is from NOV. 12, 2017, you knew that? Anyways, hope you are fine when receiving these words, warm greetings, Julia
I hope you get this in time before you're released, but if not, that's okay. I gave you my email earlier, but just in case you don't have it anymore, it's graciealcott@gmail.com
I'm so excited for you. I keep checking your release info on the website you told me about. Two days!
I just realized that we've been sending notes to each other for nearly a year and a half now (a year and four months, actually)! Isn't that awesome?
I posted your poem on Facebook just a few hours ago, so there's no responses yet. When you email me (which I know you'll be able to do soon), I'll tell you all about the comments!
Ah, so you also have bipolar disorder (we're bipolar buddies). I'm glad it's under control. Mine is mostly under control. I am medicated, but because I have PTSD and my sleep schedule is really screwy, it contributes to both mania and depression.
It's cool that you read often! I don't, honestly. The last time I finished a book was about a year ago, and I'm kind of embarrassed to admit that. I've always had issues with reading. I'm actually thinking of getting assessed for dyslexia before I go to college (I still have to get my GED. Soon!)
This month has been rough in some ways for me, but pretty good in others. I did a play, which was a lot of fun, and now I'm in another. The person who I've been flirting with for months now (I've mentioned them before, I think) and I have been hanging out a lot, and that's so much fun. My mom's having a lot of fun at her new job, and it's always great to see her happy. Life's generally been good, except for a few bumps in the road involving my dad. Turns out my dad remarried like, three days after my parent's divorce in December, and I'm just now finding out. My dad is going to divorce his new wife though, so their marriage has been very short. So that's interesting. But no, life has been generally good.
I'm very excited for you to get out. You're a blessing, too. Take care of yourself, and keep being as wonderfully optimistic and motivated as your poem is. You're doing great.
-Grace
good to read from you. Did you get my letter? That parole chairman sounds like a good development.
Have a good day!
Warm greetings,
Julia
Hello my Friend: It was great to hear your voice last night. I miss you... Thank you for hearing my thoughts and calling...wished we could have talked longer... that I was more prepared to talk. I forgot to tell you that VM course sup Sharon is very willing to grade the ART course. Soon Sigard will have a copy of that wonderful book. I have enjoyed my comms with Sigard. He has being enlightening me about Mythology. Something I really don't know about except your letters are sprinkled with it. Two years ago I never truly thought about it. Sigard recommended a book that is helping me to understand how Myths were started and how they became truths that were not true. Just Myths and thoughts that people accepted as truth. More Blind Faith. Ways of introducing Esoteric truths though. Anyhow. It is an education to be in comm with you and Sigard. He looks great per his photos and he is enjoying his family. I am very please for him. Life is very busy here in this city I dwell. Never ending fight for freedom and revealing truths and solutions. I hope Destiny does connect up on the phone with you. Happy Father's Day my friend. The spiral is turning around. Keep on Keeping on no matter what. The guys in the white hats are making waves and more waves and more waves to truth and justice shall prevail. We have a wonderful future to look forward to because of all the Freedom Fighters. You are a blessing in disguise, aren't you? Thank you for all you do to wake up the living dead. What a tough job. But you are armed with solutions to keep you stable. I am proud to be your friend. You won my heart deeply for all you do and all you really truly are. Much love, Erne Hi Destiny. If you are reading this here is the number to open an acct to talk to your Dad. GTL acct 800-483-8314 it only cost 3.75 for 15 minutes. We have to send him a number to call. I can send mail to him or Travis can for you. Takes time as you know. Have a good day. love, Erne WGs correspondence person to help the inmates do courses.