Jenka Potente's meandering mind.

No delusions; no projections; let’s just make tonight great.

jenkapotente — Mon, 26 Dec 2011 00:01:37 +0000

It’s Christmas day. I’m in a recliner sipping anisette and watching Before Sunrise. This was a brilliant idea put into film: a story of two people meeting on a train, sharing an intense connection and spending the rest of night together in Vienna, talking, until morning when one must depart back to the states and the other back to Paris. This had to have been written by a woman, but it’s pretty much what I want in a relationship at this point in my life: 12 hours of intense engagement through minds, through bodies, through shared experiences, and then it ends. No prolonged stress, no agony, just enjoyment, appreciation, and an eagerness and openness to learn and understand the other without the residue of a history of conflicts that those in long-term relationships may have. Simplicity.

Sweet Scents

jenkapotente — Wed, 14 Dec 2011 05:28:09 +0000

Men: Do not go without a proper cologne when in the presence of a fair counterpart. Post caresses, she may find herself relishing the residue of your scent on her skin–this is when your memory is captured via the most important of our senses, and when you’ve stolen a bit of her soul estate.

I may not be able to travel the world, but I can surely let the world travel my pants.

jenkapotente — Wed, 14 Dec 2011 04:48:33 +0000

Mom: “Why do you only go out with gay men?”
Henny: “That’s not true; I go out with non-gays!”
Mom: “Name one person you go out with regularly that is not gay”
Henny: “Umm…what about *******?”
Mom: “Name a male”
Henny: “Err…”
This is where I’d love to say: “My habitual one night stands and inability to maintain platonic relationships with men unless they’re homos keeps me from simple nights out for fun times with ungays. I understand that what you’d really like is to see me engaged and prepping for a future of babymaking and domestic bliss, but, you see, I’m trying to amass a thousand lovers from all over the world before consciousness evaporates from my gummy headspace and my flesh rots off, and it’s just not plausible while doing that whole monogamous marriage thing. Sorries! Maybe later.” But I keep quiet instead so as not to catapult her into cardiac arrest.

Occupy the Nation for Change

jenkapotente — Thu, 17 Nov 2011 21:18:38 +0000

I find it so upsetting when people dismiss the Occupiers as those who don’t pay taxes, as bums, as liberals or hippies. This movement is so much bigger than taxes or a bail out! This is a BEAUTIFUL time because people are ACTING for what they want. And to think there is an opposition from others who are also unhappy with government, trying to classify the Occupiers as a specific genre of unappealing people, is saddening, DISHEARTENING, when we should all be convening for the betterment of our nation because it is in DIRE STRAITS.

“Government is instituted for the common good; for the protection, safety,
prosperity, and happiness of the people; and not for profit, honor, or private
interest of any one man, family, or class of men; therefore, the people alone
have an incontestable, unalienable, and indefeasible right to institute
government; and to reform, alter, or totally change the same, when their
protection, safety, prosperity, and happiness require it”. John Adams 1776

Brooklyn expectations

jenkapotente — Wed, 09 Nov 2011 19:49:12 +0000

I yearn to lick the cold night of a Brooklyn skyline, taxi exhaust, 22 year old gum residue on cement walls, bathroom stalls telling the story of a million hands–scanning foreign eyes from faraway lands,
convening
at the
epicenter
of life.

Music’s muse

jenkapotente — Mon, 07 Nov 2011 06:23:13 +0000

I’m looking for a girl
with rock’n'roll hair,
Eyes of coal,
shoulders bare:

skincandescent.

In the waves of her hair hides the soul of sound,
each strand, a chord,
a step toward
the infinite truth.

She dances, not to the beat of the drum,
but to the sway in the strings.

She wants to
feel
the raw bone
of musical
erection
kneading her
hips to
move;
she answers

kindly.

Oprah Life Class

jenkapotente — Thu, 03 Nov 2011 04:09:04 +0000

1. Everyone is seeking validation.

2. Let the look on your face speak what is in your heart.

And your very flesh shall be a great poem

jenkapotente — Sun, 23 Oct 2011 23:54:26 +0000

“…argue not concerning God, have patience and indulgence toward the people, take off your hat to nothing known or unknown or to any man or number of men… re-examine all you have been told at school or church or in any book, dismiss whatever insults your own soul, and your very flesh shall be a great poem…” (Walt Whitman, Leaves of Grass)

With empathy to those “in the closet”

jenkapotente — Sun, 09 Oct 2011 13:52:02 +0000

My brother isn’t going to the Pride parade with me today because his boyfriend is a police officer who is still in the closet and doesn’t want to be recognized. I will spend the rest of the day in silent mourning that while some are celebrating being out, there are still too many in. How can any gay person expect change in his favor when he is willing to submit to prejudice and live in secret rather than put his truths on display? I can only imagine one’s fear must be greater than one’s understanding of the great liberation that could be experienced once truths are revealed. If this is so, then those of us who are already free and fearless of prejudice must work on their behalves to liberate them from the oppression that keeps them in the dark–without judgment only empathy; without feeling superiority in status but humbled by remembering what it was like to be in that position. Because how can anyone be fully content knowing others like us are oppressed?

Watch me

jenkapotente — Thu, 29 Sep 2011 04:56:42 +0000

What is greater, more selfless and pure, than a voyeuristic love?