So I spent the majority of my evening at Jenikins -- good times, good times. I did a rune reading for her... I dunno if it helped her any, but I know it did something, because I got a really strong feeling from the runes... actually, a more powerful feeling than I usually get -- then again, I tried a different type of reading this time; still learning this particular type of reading, but I think it went well for being the first time I did it on someone other than myself. There are many different types of runes and runic readings; many different places and societies, so on and so forth, practiced in runes -- much like many different societies and people practiced tarot.
But it was a rather good evening, at least for me. We got into alot of different discussions and ideas and thoughts that've been sitting and stewing in our brains for some time. It's been a minute (goddamn I hate that term... I wish it would go away) -- it's been some time since we've gotten a chance to hang out and just talk about what came to our minds. I don't know where I'd be or even who I'd be without Jenikins... in many ways, she's my rock. Me and her have been through quite a fucking bit together -- hell, we've known each other for *counting in my head* ................... um ..................... 11, maybe 12 or so years; we met and became close friends in 8th grade at Sumner. I had come from Eisenhower Middle School, she came from West, I do believe... and we gravitated to one another almost instantly. We've gone through everything imaginable, I do believe, together: boyfriends/girlfriends, break-ups, physical beatings (not towards one another), psychological beatings, love, hate, a baby, marriages (even if mine wasn't technically legal), heartaches, the worst times of our lives, the best times of our lives, big awesome parties, unforgettable road trips, addiction, loss, crying, laughing, laughing for HOURS, funerals, long nights of nothing but FUN, super-stealthy secret missions, coffee talks and secrets, random nights of randomness, RISK, nights of graveyard hopping, playing "Perfect Dark" from dusk til dawn, long nights of nothing but MISERY... I could go on and on. You name it, we've prolly done it together. Not like that! Get your nasty mind outta the gutter! Okay, everything SHORT OF THAT, we've done together... and I hope that all of this continues well into our old age. Her son, Draven, he's my lil man; love him to death... would take a bullet for him. When I show pics of him to people, I'm proud to consider him my nephew -- and I hope ONE DAY, I have a lil boy or lil girl that she can consider her nephew or niece. I hope that's one thing we can share eventually.
Anyhoo -- we essentially spent the 4 or 5 hours I was there, talking... discussing... contimplating. We both agreed that the reason Uriah is no longer with us is because he had "it" all figured out... he knew it all. He knew it all, and whatever purpose the PTBs (Powers That Be) put him on this earth for, he must've fulfilled it... fulfilled his destiny. He is dearly missed, and Jenikins had made a comment that I always thought about but could never put into words like she did: Souls don't just die -- they don't just go away; that one day, when our time is up, our souls will once again reunite. The science of things say that energies don't disappear... this phenomenon is scientifically impossible... and human beings are nothing but ginormous blobs of energy, therefore, cannot just "go away". I like that. It makes me feel better knowing that when my time is up, my soul will once again reunite with other souls that I've crossed with during my time on this planet. I hope that my afterlife is one big late-night diner/coffeehouse... and all my friends will be sitting at the table drinking coffee, playing 'RISK' and sharing cheesy fries and other delicious appetizers. Honestly, I can't wait. No, I don't wanna speed up the process or anything... but I'm hoping that's whats waiting for me on the "other side".
I also got on here wanting to talk about something else, but that "something else" has escaped me... but thats 'kay. I feel like I've fullfilled my blogging cravings. Have a fantabulous night (or what's left of it; it's now 11:39) -- and see ya tomorrow... and if tomorrow happens to not come, grab a booth, save me a seat, and order me a Coke.
'Night.
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