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Smell me bleed kool aid dreams

cut
out
of a piece of paper
I am
No ones paper doll
Cut up in pices
From a paper cut
I am torn
my flesh barely open
My mind pounds the shore
like salt in an open wound
I only sting and deserve more
A mirage in the desert
A miricle is in the air
I am cut and torn
Not real
I am just lifes paper doll

Bob Jenkens

It's my birthday it's my birthday

When I did the morning show on 102.5 Wmxe in Adrian Michigan I made a lot of birthday wishes that were called in from friends and families of other listener’s. “ Happy happy birthday” and then run down my list of names and age of people celebrating their birthday. Tell people who they shared their birthday with also this day in history was sometimes coincidentally entertaining. Listeners would call in birthday requests providing I had it I would play it. On my birthday I would play my own request tell everyone “this is for my own personal consumption.” Of course I would be playing Smashing Pumpkins for me. Wmxe was a best hits best variety format the smashing pumpkins weren’t on the log Except for one song 1979. I would always play something different like Disarm the phone lines would go absolutely crazy for an hour… were off the log….. I’m listening to some smashing pumpkins music this morning.. It’s my birthday it’s my birthday.

Do i have to die before you see? Its me!

What's right?
What's wrong?
What's changed or not the same?
Why do I feel?
I need to kill?
Hang myself on a cross at the capital
The beginning of the end for me
But then you'll see....
What's write?
What's wrong?
What's changed
Or not the same?


Bob jenkens

Mr President can I tell you something?http://fbgfgc.blogspot.com/2016/07/no-shoes-no-shirt-no-service.html?m=1

Humanity (believe you me:-)

Quite simply put
People need to believe
What ever they need
To be at peace
With themselves
To save this planet
from our own selfish greed.
No hate believing
Peace could be
Believing in you
And believing in me.

Bob Jenkens

my-disclaimer.html

My disclaimer Thanks be to God

I don't claim to be smart
What I know is what I've learned
What I say
Is subject to change
As long as I continue
To learn.
Don't quote me
As I continue to see
Life
In it's reality.

Thanks be to God.

P.s where are "the smart people?"

Of True Love..

I'm not the type
To fall
Head over heals
In Love.
Not because
I don't try
To love
To touch
To forgive
To understand
But because
I'm skeptical
Of true love...

Bob jenkens

sun up

"Sun up". It's what Gavin says. He thinks when the suns up you can't sleep.
Now that he's started school he don't want to get up in the morning.
He says "suns not up". Gets up and shuts the light back off when you turn them on to wake him up.
After I dropped him off at the baby sitter to be picked up by the school bus the sun was just
coming up through my cracked windshield fog setting in the tree tops. sparky sitting next to me chilling.
Were headed to north Adams to sling some plywood on the roof.

Humility

Practicing my humility today.
The people (rich people) that took my home showed up on the job today.
Drove a million dollar crane onto the job. I drove my 93 chevy s-10 in this morning. Don't get me wrong I love my truck. It's saved my butt.
walking a wall setting trusses. Working hard minding my business. A couple of the somerset guys and I have had issues.
It's not easy to be bullied out of your house. I'm at bundy hill restaurant for lunch I took pictures my breakfast burrito is here. I'll add pictures after work.
At bundy hill on U.S 12

What colors Humanity? Published 1-27-2015 / Pope Francis hashtag?

Every day


People are in danger!
“Every Day”
People are Hungry!
“Every Day”
People are dying
In some kind of way
UN necessarily!
“Every Day”
Some are homeless
Some are rich
For some it’s sickness
For some it’s a bitch!
I look right at it and wonder why?
It has to be this way?
Why are there those who prosper?
And those who suffer?
“Every Day”
Why is there no happy medium?
Why does it have to remain this way?
“Every Day”
Bob Jenkens




I did Drywall work for St Mary's church at the lakes (Which I was attending). one of the office's belonged to Father Joseph Krupp.
Father Joe called me one day from out of no where asked me to do the work. I shared stories with him while I spent several weeks there. I enjoyed having lunch with the Father listened to his stories. Examining them to try and figure out why I've been asked to do this.
Thinking back to when I had ben asked to take part in a play at Sacred heart church in Hudson Michigan. I did well at maintaining eye contact with the whole congregation. After word at confession I confessed to the Father that I felt guilty. "I use to do a morning show on a radio station. I use to do food drives and fill rental trucks with food for shelters". I was in the public eye and I felt it was my purpose in life to help poor people. "I'm a poor person (I told the father) now it's like I'm just hiding working as a roofer". Why did you get up there and read? he asked me. Because they asked me to I replied. He told me if God wanted me on the radio I would be on the radio. He instructed me Just do what God asks you to do. When Father Joe called and asked me to do some work at the church It's like it was God directly asking me. Of course I said yes. Between primer coats and paint in Father Joe's office I wrote...

The sign of the cross

Square pegs don't turn
prayers hope and faith
into round about dreams
Hold true on to you
The Father Son and Holy Spirit




I wonder if it's bled through the paint.

Gavins first day of preschool today

No call from the school yet..lol
Gavin was excited to start school today.
He woke up at six a.m ready to go.
Put his shoes on while he was still in his underwear.
Wants to ride the bus...

Having lunch at steaks eatery Jackson Michigan.

monarch butterfly just past me

Maybe my life's moving to slow.
I've been past by two monarch butterflies
In two days.
Yesterday and today....
Driving down a dirt road
Real slow yesterday.
And got past quickly
By a monarch butterfly.
Did you see that?
I asked Gavin
"we just got past by a butterfly".
Hasn't been 24 hours
Driving the sky track
I just got past
By another butterfly.

Maybe my life's moving slow...
Maybe it's time to crack this cocoon
Take off flying...


Bob Jenkins

I wrote this on my lunch break.
After lunch a butterfly landed
on my tool belt. Hmm

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