sir james ladies(sub female){oh yes ple}

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3 years ago. January 11, 2022 at 11:15 AM

This was something Jane wrote in front of one of her journals 2018. It was all she had a chance to put down for God called her home that year.

I WAS AN ANGEL

When I was young, I was an angel

I flew through lives touching them and moving on

one day I flew too close to a man he pulled me down to the earth

he filled me with lust thinking it was love

I stayed till I learned it was all one sided

I met another and our lust made another angel, but he flew on

and I was alone with an angel to raise and teach to fly

long I tried but my feet sank into the mud,

and I started to get lost and started to sink lower

Then I chanced upon a demon soul and wings black as night

look at you angel what the hell are you doing you have no place to stand on earth

He took me in his arms without permission and I felt safe again

with one flap of leathery wings, I was off the ground again

he gave me to another angel they helped me with my angel

his love was not always gentile

but in it I found a freedom I had not known before

She was soon to hold an angel within herself, and we were content,

but God called them both home

so together the demon and I raised the little angel we had

from me she learned love and kindness and of the light she had within

the demon knowing, she would not be able to fly away taught her to fly

he gave her the knowledge of man and all the things to be avoided

he gave her the ability to see into a man's hart so that unlike me she would not be trapped

she still fly's and like me has her own demon watching over her

he continued to let me fly and when I was tired, he stood feet on the ground

and I rested on his shoulders with too much room left over

for this demon was built to hold many angels safe above the ground.

Finally, I dropped to the ground put my arms around him

bound tightly with rope so I could not sink again

and found more angels for him to pull from the mud

they now stand on his shoulders when tired and fly free again

(In the end that demon's wings at last turned white and though the gates of heaven are barred to him his soul still stands guard and guides us and the children he made on the land he gave us for they are children of man, coming from the mix of angel and demon and are a gift from God.)

Mari

Grey Eyes(sub female){Owned} - Beautiful poem by Jane. Beautiful in its stark reminder that some are meant for us, some are not. And those we leave behind are most precious. ❤️

3 years ago

sir james ladies(sub female){oh yes ple} - what do you think mama? did she have a Jane moment it was on the cover sheet no other journal had anything other than her first journal and knew?

3 years ago

Grey Eyes(sub female){Owned} - I believe so Mari. She has proven several time that her visions were important.

3 years ago

Sasa(dom female) - It is their story, isn't it. So much love .

3 years ago

sir james ladies(sub female){oh yes ple} - yes, in verse and we have the journals for the full story of what I may be able to someday wright from the beginning it is a love story in D/s no 50 shades shit.

3 years ago

flitter'fly(sub female) - Thank You for sharing this.
Jane writes that she flew through lives touching them and then moving on.

I feel this, because I move from place to place, giving to others what i myself have never received.

Miss Jane's words call to me.

Living through hell and being mistreated.
Never enough or too much.
By (evil men & women)

In the end she was set free.
When A Demon chose to show to her, her worth and value.

So He picked Janes broken wings off the ground, mended them, and loved them so thoroughly that no one could ever brake her precious wings again.

Jane then gave to others the secrets of life, by helping to grow and make a beautiful family within Y/your home.

Made up of broken angels and the Demons who care for them.

And even now she lives on, teaching others that they to can share in a house of love.

That they to are worthy, that they are enough.
With the right frame of mind and with people who care, guide, and teach.

We all have a purpose, and when being taught properly, guided, and shown love, we will shine.

A beautiful poem depicting the life she lived, helped create, and make prosper.

Her love was so great.
That she helped to find other lost souls and broken angels.
To share with them a forgotten knowledge.
Sharing a forgotten art.

It truly is what marrage and love are supposed to be.
A love affair that should be revered and taught.

Wings ? mended and healed.
Where many a lost angel is found broken, shattered, then shown how to fly again.

evil is not made from love
shared, given, and created by many.

But instead by the many who are called, father, brother, friend.

Broken angels
Call out to your demons

Step out of your comfort zone.
And try something new.

What do you have to lose.

Thank You for sharing. ?

3 months ago

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sir james ladies​(sub female)​{oh yes ple}

taxi's ladies

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sir james ladies(sub female){oh yes ple}