Entering the garden of the temple at the door knocking awaiting for the Roman catholic of Greek gods some of the disciple of Kingsmen that have traveled for weeks and months to deliver this high message of passage out of the lock of the briefcase brown with leather straps riding through the wooded areas as the kingman’s stop and Turn up the canisters and let the horses drank . As the Kingman‘s check The horses muzzles and their crest Greek gods and goddess coverings ,coverings. Where they have waited a long time of days and weeks of return with babies in the arms with the symbols of shiny paints of gods of them selves of the stories told from their descendants up of the coveing ends up above their head as they look up to pray to him who is he the coverings the coverings of the stories of the long time the centuries of the fathers in the mothers of the children’s in the pictures of the paintings of their lives the temple of the catholic of the Greek gods in the goddess Covering,covering. BY: Eleanora Jackson
Starting a story about myself Eleanor Jackson and my daughter, crasia Jackson.she can relate to me and her self, being mothers as of the special day and my special day. In the event of it was July 15, 1998 when she was born I’m pretty much hundred percent sure her’s is June 2, 2022 when her son was born .But not just that being a mother and she does have two other siblings but she can relate to me when I had her ,and her brother ,and her sister .In seeing the hard work, and that” mother’s work women’s work is never done. “,As ,.As the woman that walked the Earth with all mankind .Umbilical cords that are cut from all mothers . There is no way around this .it’s called creation in a biblical term Genesis the beginning where there was creation of mother duplicates .Putting things in perspective from that day forward growing as a mother with maturity, knowing the function about family about nurturing someone from taking care of them, watching them grow feed and cloth them knowing when you have to get out and provide for family I’m pretty sure my daughter have the concept down pack and in perspective of all aspects .Now in her life she is learning and growing with measures knowing the uniqueness and the challenges, the ups and downs of being .A great excellent and extraordinary mother .(super mom.) I would say it comes with all that you put into it as a mother. by Eleanor Breedy,
How far how long can a girl this physical journey of the footsteps on the concrete of the pastors of righteousness what is the name sake how long can you go on how far how long. Time awaits for no man or no woman we wait on ourselves .Never let go of the walk of the journey of the path of righteousness for his namesake some walk to the valley of shadow of death and fear no evil some will never seen the evil of the valley of shadow of death Some will never walk it How far how long is the journey of walk of the concrete at the root of the anesthetic of all of our characteristics that we bring and we could walk for years and never be a shame hold your head up .”DAM “how far how long is Our journey. if you could bump into the same kind of mine Incredibles of sometime you can sing a song you can hum a tune you can shake your hands together with a clap of a sound how far how long How far how long. “Dam” so now that we have been walking for some decades and centuries now what is the next journey how far how long how far how long is your path of righteousness for your name sake.DAM….. BY:Eleanora Jackson
As I climbed out my tent we told scary stories by the camp fire the story my friend told was called “the man with no eyes” her stories are never scary so I thought it would be the same old story about Bigfoot in the woods but I was wrong as she continued to tell the story I started to get chills and felt dizzy I told everyone that I was heading home early bc I didn’t feel well as I went home turned on the tv n sat down I heard a strange noise as I was wandering were it was coming from I walked slowly into my room just to realize that It was coming from my closet as I got closer I the sound it suddenly stopped so I ignored it and decided to head to be bc of how strange everything was happening in just a matter of time I climbed into bed turned the light off and locked my doors as I proceeded to fall asleep I heard the same noise coming from my closet I walked slowly to the closet once again and decided to open it as I opened it as fast as I could I saw something I didn’t wanna see then it finally hit me…”the man with no eyes”…
