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Hey Jessie, It's me. I'm back :D Remember me? I made you cry on your birthday? With a story of cosmic synchronicity, the only way I want to make anyone cry. Classic Justin. My sister still calls me Justie btw. I got a little restless tonight, so I thought hanging out with you for a bit would be a pleasure. And boy was it :D I caught a couple bangers and ended up here. First of all, I have to say that your voice is wonderful and beautiful. It's so easy to be hard on ourselves, but there is so much more to art and performance than being a "perfect" player or singer. Sharing a part of yourself with another through any creative endeavor is something to be cherished. And I cherish you here. You did an absolutely perfect job of expressing where you are in this moment a month ago. IT is truly remarkable that you don't go around editing your content to "perfection". You let it stand. Thank you for that. There is a lesson for me there and hopefully all of us. That we are good enough just as we are right now. When you did sing that line: "It doesn't matter what you heard. The holy or the broken Hallelujah." It gave me full body psychogenic shivers. I don't fully understand how they work, but it's always a magical thing to feel maybe some slice of what you, Jessie, are feeling in that moment. To connect with someone through time and space is pretty fucking cool. And your prayer after. It resonates with me so much on the path I am on. What seems so many times outright ridiculous is that I could forgive and truly want peace for some that have hurt me worst. I'm sorry you were hurt. Sometimes I wish we didn't have to be. I hope you're doing better now. And, now, I'll share what this song means to me because well, I think that you want to know. I met a friend on a bench in the desert at the end of September. She saw me as a healer for her, even though I just listened, told her she was her own healer and certainly never told her what to do. One day, she asked to meet and under the Monkey Tree where she told me the most painful secret of her life. The one that no one knew and was eating her from the inside almost 30 years later. She gave up her dreams to be with a man who soon discarded her because he never really loved her. She was supposed to go to the design school of her dreams. She was accepted even. A few days later she suggested I write songs about my time in west Texas and even gave me license to write about her. Within seconds a melody and words just started bubbling up uncontrollably. And over the course of the next 24 hours I did nothing but write this song. It was up until that point, and still maybe is, my greatest song. Far beyond my capabilities. So I shared it with her. As a human who saw another human fully and expressed it in some way I never really had before. I had never really truly told another's story. Well, she was stunned. And in retrospect, I think that something changed in that moment. She started painting in earnest again and writing poetry for the first time in many years. We became BFFs. We spent inordinate amounts of time living in each others brains, imaginations and hearts. It was so lovely in every way. Indescribable. Her imagination kindled my own in a way that had never happened before and within a month, I had written an entire album. 10 songs. Previously, I would be lucky to write a song a month when inspiration hit, and now I had a full album of the best songs I had ever written just plop right in front of me. I'll save you every detail, but what happened next was unexpected in my naiveté. Because she was a friend. Because I had no intentions otherwise. But something happened. Something that at that moment in our lives couldn't happen. Love couldn't happen. But it did. She didn't know what to do, so she talked to her brother. She confided in her brother everything. And he took it in. He told her what a beautiful thing it is to fall in love, but if she wanted to continue to be my best friend, she would have to drop that cape of love onto the floor and leave it there. And he said she needed to listen to Leonard Cohen's Hallelujah. So she did listen to the song and did leave that cape behind. A few days later she was really down about it all and confused (as I think I may always be). So I recorded Hallelujah A cappella and sent it to her. She said it was exactly what she needed at that moment. What is fascinating is this line was not in the version I sung: "It doesn't matter what you heard. The holy or the broken Hallelujah." I guess he sings it different sometimes, and the version I was singing was from a live show in London. And my god, I have the aesthetic chills so hard right now. Because this line that was so important for you to express, actually resonates so much with me. When the cape of love was left on the floor of her brother's apartment, I think a very easy thing to feel for me given the patterns I've lived in for 4 decades, would be the broken Hallelujah. However, that is not what I heard. I don't understand free will vs the behind the scenes plans that allow us humans to sometimes intersect in synchronicity, but what I heard was the holy Hallelujah. And without you, Jessie there, I would not have ever examined this lyric. You sharing this song has added another hue to the thread that weaves us all together, so thank you for that. Thanks for being you and sharing it with me and the world. With heartfelt gratitude, Justin P.S. If you want to hear the voice memo I sent to my friend of me singing Hallelujah or the song about giving up dreams, I would share it with you somehow. But only if that tickles your fancy.

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i resonate with your energy!! sing sing sing 🧚‍♂🎶

🥲 grateful to be seen

i love you

Happiest birthdays two u!!

Hullo and thank you for the much-needed advice Jessie! As someone who's bemoaned his own sensitivity in the past, it's nice to know how useful and appreciated this "superpower" can be for the world. 🌎

"Call me crazy, I am!" 🎉 I love this 😂

happy birthday!!! 💐✨🎉

Doesn't the microphone clip thingy hurt your finger? First thing I noticed. I'm a guy.....most sensitive person I know in some ways.......but not in the overtly emotional way. The good side of being sensitive is that you get to experience higher highs than others (from my experience). :)

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Couldn't agree with you more... challenge and a blessing ... you really have to learn to protect yourself.... I'm highly highly empathic and clairsentience is my strongest clair.. I can feel energy in my body its how I process like a filter... but sometimes you don't want to be a filter to other peoples crap... i know I was put as a light bearer to light up help others... you really have to ground so energy moves through you and you are not constantly holding on to other people's shit...it's hard when live in a city too ... really have to shield... I live by myself and constantly have to protect my energy do this with angels beings bubles of light for past 20 years... so important ..... sometimes numbing out tho we all do it through screen time.... be choosy about your environment where possible.. who where how you give your energy away...

😍I am singing and clapping along

We share the same birthday, happy belated birthday 🎉

Thank you!

The fact of the matter is that you’ve come into a selective understanding of individual feelings. You emote a provocative idealism - which frames a string of undetermined questions. the question is will you go on a date with me?

Wow! Ya, interesting method... 😂 I was in another circunstancias where it naturally made me purch, my thoughts and problems...thanks for sharing❣️

Ahh, how many times I thought what you are saying about finding my tribe and that a channel would be a good idea! ❤ As I am an unperfect weirdo too, I was just always thinking, well how, and what about? But showing yourself, gorgeous, unorgnized, surprising with songs, present, sharing ideas and never the same, it gives me so much freedom and hope, that I can just share who I am and I will see who feels attracted. Who will stay. Who likes me❤thank you for showing me that this is totally possible❣️

You are my glimmer❤

YAAAY! Happy birthday 🎁🎂🎉 May you be blessed with all the greatness of our universe 💌 Btw your sister is an amazing artist! You both are so cool ✨

You are marvilous! ❣️ Thank you Soso much for your prayer and sharing ❣️

Happy Birthday!! Jessie, I am so absolutely grateful that you show up on my screen every day!

Thanks! Loved this! So sweet and fun 🤩

Happy Birthday good ladies.

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Greatful I am tooooo for having found youuuuu❤ happy, happy birthday❣️ was watching the whole day you and it always brightened me up🎉so thankful for having found you, weirdo 😉❣️ clown❣️ I love this song and your interpretation is just so funny and goood❤️ I promise you, your channel will groooow❣️🎉 Love and happiness for all of your days and thanks for brightening up my life! It motivated to upload my first video today! Thank, thank you, thank you❤good night and good life🎉

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congraz how olds the young lady ?

Happy birthday! I love your singing, and especially your trumpet! I hope all your wildest dreams come true 🎉

peh · ruh · nee · uhm is how it’s pronounced. But I LOVED your pronunciation too! 😊 And I loved the thought of the nose being connected to it and yes, you can actually feel it. You gave me a gift there Jesse. Which is weird because it’s YOUR birthday! Happy birthday dear Jesse. 🎉

Happy Birthday!🥳🎂🎈

i can’t remember what you said but i laughed a lot and you have a lovely voice. 👃

A very good video; for me it resonated as more of a reminder to 'not let the world swallow me' so to speak (a blacklit canopy reference, somehow). Barring the 20+ years of CPTSD and general trauma, I think I've always had people telling me I'm 'too sensitive' etcetera, and it's only nowadays that I'm truly putting my foot down on being that way because that's what's right for me. 💙

Just sang in the morning❤

"Your are amazing. Keep up the great work!"

hello :) just found your channel, and guess what!!! I am wearing star and moon-earrings too, is that a sign or what! greetings from a fellow sensitive person ~

Sing for today, sing for tomorrow.

this was tooo neded

You are for me such a joyful interesting lovable being - it's contagious your vividity - it welled up my joy and laughter❤️ as it is a big fuckin' joke we should laugh all the time, actually! Tanks for sharing ❤️

your energy is contagiously :D love it

🤘🏻Cool poem thanks 🙏🏻

Coming across this tiny channel on the internet is worth it, I would love trade my accent for yours btw

and about the language, i'm glad we'll be communicating in feelings in the spirit world. much less confusion :D

hell no

i love you :D thank you for expressing all that lovely weirdness to the world. encourages me to do the same <3

I love your poetry. I too am a poet, and a writer, and a writer of songs. Sometimes it’s hard to distinguish.

Don’t change!!!

Needed this, it’s been a rough week and I’ve been thinking I need to be more no nonsense and become mean. My sensitive nature is seen as a weakness and unfortunately I’ve been taken advantage of because of it. (Sharing if anyone relates)