My Story JiggaJoe Bipolar Jesus

2011-12-20T01:33:00.000-08:00

Sponsor Tune "If I see you in the bar tonight"

2011-11-02T12:05:00.001-07:00

Since re-recording "Marra wanna be like me", I have been offered more studio time in the form of a cash donation. The sponsor has always liked my Demo stuff and after hearing "Marra wanna be like me" he offered to sponsor a song.

I told him he could pick the song. He really liked "If I see you in the bar tonight" from the start. He said he did not want to bring back any emotions from that song as he knows what the tune is about and who. I explained that these tunes even though, about love weren't meant to ever have a secondary meaning such as, trying to twist someones emotions with words and perhaps win them back. They are just feelings put to music.

I have been playing the song some what to get the feel of playing it again. Today I played it over and over and realized that I did not think about the person I wrote it about through couple of the practice runs. I am enjoying the emotion of this song once more that I wrote back in 2004.

Charlie Sheen: The Unedited Version

2011-04-04T21:40:00.000-07:00

Songify This: Winning - a Song by Charlie Sheen

2011-04-04T17:52:00.000-07:00

Dreams.....

2010-01-04T20:49:00.000-08:00

Last night I had a dream. A dream about a lost love. The one from the story in 2005.
Recently we had made contact again for the first time since this all happened to me.
I had not ever really kept up on her though I have heard bits and pieces about her life over the years. She has haunted my dreams ever since this event took place and we parted ways. I would dream of her often she would not ever talk to me or even look at me in the dreams. It bothered me so.

Last night, was the first night I dreamed of her and she talked to me. I couldn't really remember allot about the dream except that she said "I would like to talk to you tomorrow".

Today in real life I went to where we both worked and met each other. I didn't know if she would be working but I knew that she still works there. She was there. We exchanged a few words to each other. Was nice to be able to look into her eyes again for the first time in a long time. A little awkward yes but a start to a new beginning just as friends only.

I know for sure that we will not ever be together again. It wasn't meant or intended to win her back or anything along those lines of thought. It was the simple impulse of the dream that guided me to take this action today. I still have very strong feelings for her.

So I guess I'll end with this. If she were to be my last love, I'd rather still be in love with her for the rest of my life than any other person. You would have to know her to feel this way.

This is a song I wrote about her.

http://www.soundclick.com/share?songid=8413816

Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas

2009-12-17T21:58:00.000-08:00

I did this song for my family and friends. I posted it on a site named Metafilter.
Its got alot of good artists on the site. It's nice they post comments about your work. People where saying it sounded good in a Muppets way and meaning in a good way also. So this guy outa no where emails me asking if he could do a Muppet to my song and post it? I of course said "Yes". This is his Muppet to my voice and I play all the other parts except drums which is my Cuz Jay is hitting the sticks. I tracked this for my Christmas Cd for my cards and family. This is a Bonus. I give Have Yourself A Merry Little Christmas Muppet Style. Too Cool!!! MERRY CHRISTMAS!!!

Some Closure's

2009-11-22T15:55:00.000-08:00

Hmmm...life itself? What is life? It's a on going series of moments. Time is a big part life and no part at all. How can there be a future without a past? In (My) lifetime Ive had many up and downs.

Emotion has always been a big part of my life. Whether happy or sad either has been taken to the extreme. Ive laughed harder then others and cried more than some.
Ive loved many things and have had my heart ripped from love's grip. Reaching a closure is a milestone. A very hard milestone to reach. For time plays a major factor in closure.

Now, What is Closure? Does a thing like this really even exist? Good questions both of them. Closure is a piece of time that weighs on your very being. Time plays a heavy role in closure. Closure is just that a closing of time. To answer does it exist. Yes I think yes.

Again I have reached two very important closure's in my life. Timing was the key. These events of closure were closed long before in this on going series of moments. I just had to wait for myself to catch up to these events in time. One was a Debt and one was a relationship. I know for sure the debt is paid off. I know now for sure the relationship is over. The weight has been lifted. I want to stay positive.

Off subject. I feel a need to travel. I'm sending out thoughts of world travel.
I was born in Japan. My Mother told me my birth story. While in Japan I became a life. My moments started ticking. I was born in Oct 1960 I am now 49. To get back to the birth story. I was born in a very rural part of Japan. It was a long Bumpy dirt road to Hospital. I think that has something to do with who I am now. Even moments before birth add up. I recently attended a party. There were two people there from Japan. They were both Oct babies. Very nice people. They said that I needed to go back to that bumpy road and just listen to the sounds. They said it will fill in my soul to hear those noises and sights and the area has not changed that not over the years. I feel this need inside me to return. I have always felt different as american being born in Japan. So I am sending out thoughts of world travel.

Back to closure. Before because of my debt I could not obtain a passport. Now that I have closure I can. Life is full of openings and closings. I'm happy for what Ive achieved thus far in my life. There are so many things I love and that love me back.
So I still have relationships. I'm happy to have written my post before this and still be on path. I will end by saying closure is just another opening in these moments of life and time.

Strange and Wonderful things are Happening Again

2009-07-17T19:26:00.000-07:00

My Life at this point is taking wonderful turns.
It was not so long ago I was a lost soul.
I will be the first to admit that I am No angel.
The Lord works through me as I am his tool.

I will start with a quick story...

My friend like many other people is going through a ruff time.
He got evicted after 16 years of residing in Depot Town Ypsilanti.
I have been trying my hardest to keep him a float and help him as much as I can.
He came over on Monday and needed to talk and make a plan for his exit to his new life. I helped arrange a U-haul and get people to move him along with myself.
As he sat there I could see the stress on his face and feel his emotion in my soul.
He was confused looking for phone numbers in his wallet.
It was at that time that I noticed he could not read the writing on the the paper.
I myself need and use reading glasses and I had just received my new glasses from the VA hospital as my eyes get worse every year. So I offered him one of my old pairs and he accepted the kindness. He remarked that the glasses made a world of difference.
I was happy I could do something to lift his spirits. I myself have been waiting for a Beatles Anthology book I won on eBay for a very good price.

Next day

I go to my mailbox to see if the book had come. Open The mail box and to my surprise
there is a new pair of glasses (return to sender) with my address and name as the sender and they are my prespricption. I sent no glasses to anyone. Im still puzzled as to where they came from and who sent them. I know in my heart where they came from. So I will leave it at that. I came back into my apt and sent a email to the person I won the book bid from. Telling him I hadn't received the book yet. The moment I pushed send there was a knock at my door. Its was the mailman with the book.
I accepted it and said "Thank You". I closed the door, turned around and saw a email pop up on my computer. Its was the book sender with this simple message "It should be there very soon". My mind was blown by the timing and the new glasses are better than the new ones I received a month earlier. I enjoyed the book that much more.

These same kinds of things happened to me in my manic state.

My cards are stacked in my favor as he uses me like a puppet.
I am truly blessed to be where I am in life and hold no regrets.
He is also healing old wounds from my past.
These are wounds that are very personal and deep so I wont discuss them in
this type of forum. Although I'm not afraid to share them in the right setting.
For now I will myself to him as he has more control over me than I can ever have.
In God I trust.
I will say it again.
God is Good.
Love is God.
God is God.
The Lord is everything.
We are all just renters of his kingdom.

Its so easy to get swallowed up in the pain

2009-07-17T19:16:00.001-07:00

God Is Good

Hearts Like Mine...This is a Billy Bob Thornton And The Boxmasters tune

2009-06-06T23:06:00.000-07:00

Will re-link this song after Christmas

This is a Billy Bob Thornton and The Boxmasters Cover
I played all the parts in my cover of this wonderful song
If you havent ever heard them you should

What a great song!

Just being Boring

2009-03-09T18:37:00.000-07:00

Just another thing from the past.
This song was in Ferris Bueller's Day off.
In the museum scene.
Just a love for the song
So I thought Id post it here.

Levis

2009-02-19T20:09:00.000-08:00

I used to love this commercial

Did you also know That
Levis spells Elvis-Evils And Lives
Groovy Stuff

Life

2009-02-18T21:51:00.000-08:00

This is alittle picture to music I did

Some of the images are from my family life

I wrote this song and recorded myself

when I had cancer I did this for my friends and family

just in case

The words to this song were a one take straight through

I had no words except what came from my mouth at the moment

one study flow only later I did some over dubbing

This was meant more for my kids than anyone

Now is a different time

Perhaps the hour of change has arrived

now thru images and music the words take on

even more meaning

I put this together the nite before

The Election

Hope

There is still time

Change

its reachable

We all must try and strive as a people

All meaning everyone no one left behind

Now

Is when it has to happen

Love

Its not just a word

GOD

is LOVE

Me

2009-02-18T21:50:00.000-08:00

Memory

2009-02-18T21:30:00.000-08:00

There was a women I knew
A memory of a women
forever fading away
there was a time when
I loved Her more than Myself
was she ever really even here
or was it just my mind playing
another devious illusion in
this crazy theater of time
this absencent thought eludes
her essence her words no longer
have meaning Just a distant Memory

Baby Kittie

2008-12-26T13:58:00.001-08:00

This is my Baby Kittie I came across her just over two years ago. She lives with me she's a indoor/outdoor kinda cat. I live in Ypsilanti mi still. Anyway its been very cold and snowy here. I let Baby kittie out about 6 days ago to use the bathroom. Within a hour the weather went down hill. Baby kittie became missing. I went out everywhere yelling for her and she was no where to be seen. I prayed and and prayed and even thanked the lord for the time Ive spent with her. Christmas came and went and still she was not home with me. I would go to the door and open it and yelling Baby Kitttie I would make a fast set of clicking noises with my tongue. Still no Baby Kittie. I did this atleast ever hour. For days Opening and closing the door for her. Today in Mi this morning we got a small ice storm. I was just going out the feed the birds and squeirlls when the city bus stopped in front of my apts.

Continue.....

A very old man had gottan dropped off almost falling off the bus because of the ice storm. I saw how hard it was for him to keep his balance. I put down the critter food in front of my apts and went and caught up to him. As I came up from behind him I said " Coming on up" as not to startle him. I asked if I could help him and he said "bless you may" I walked him to his house about a city block away. The ice being so slippery it took us a good ten mins. We chatted some he was name Henry and his family took him to Christmas dinner. After gettting him safely to his porch with no ice on his steps and a rail I released him and said god bless you and my goodbyes as well as him saying the same type words to me.

I thought for a min as I walked back and turned to looked to see if he was in and he was gone. Seemed very fast for as slow as it took us and for as old as he seemed.
About half way back I said outloud as I walked lord please bring my baby kittie back to me. Not trying to use my good deed as leverage but the thought was in the back of my mind. I came back home slowly into the parking because of the ice. I made my way to the covered walkway by my apts with about five steps up to my door. Thinking I still must feed the critters the birds and squeills and others cats that live near. I was just going to take a short break.

Heres the crazy part. I get to my door nothing and I see everything around because its all white and icey. I open my door to my apt. Step inside and go to shut the door and Baby Kittie runs in behind me from no where. I burst into tears and started praying and thanking the lord. She is home now my Christmas is complete. What a miracle. You cannnot understand how truely blessed I feel and how humbled I am by the power of our lord.

Losing Your Mind

2008-03-11T10:33:00.000-07:00

Losing your mind. To some this may seem scary thought. Truth be told, "losing your mind" is really very fun. Why? Because when losing your mind or going crazy as they say you dont know that you are losing your mind so to you it is actually fun. Only when find your mind does it appear as a bad thing. So in other words while being crazy you dont have time to think whether or not you are crazy. You just are what you are. Anyway was this just a crazy thought or me losing my mind?

Cam

2007-06-15T14:01:00.000-07:00

Express Yourself LIVE

This Really Cracks Me up

2006-08-16T15:29:00.000-07:00

Today we our getting our parking lot retarred so to speak.......
This was the veiw of the wonderful Man that did all the hard work....
What a sexy Blower he has in his hands.....Im cracking up as I write this....Maybe he is cracking us a smile.....I only wish at this time to have some Butt Crack Filler Putty...I would Spackle that Ass closed......Poop Out......Jerry

LiLLy May?

2006-08-15T21:23:00.000-07:00

Above LiLLy May
Below LiLLY May and Ernest S...... RIP

Just Writing Tonite A story about My Kittie and so much more

2006-08-15T19:08:00.000-07:00

Had a wonderful dinner with Tim......Swordfish&Tuna with rice with greens beans and Swiss chard w/home pickles......AnyWay Just to talk about the way he works.....My kitties name is Lilly May.....My mother named her when I got the kittie......Lilly May is my great Grandmother......Awhile back my mother was moving to a smaller space in a co op.....She was letting go of some of her possesons she did not have room for....I took and resqued some items she had thrown away in the dumsters......These where my childhood memories.....I also took some pictures some I had seen since I was younger some I had not ever that I recall.....Anyway My mothers maiden name is Fisher......I took a picture from my mother about 3 to four years ago.....It was a picture of a tombstone which bore the family name Fisher.....I tucked it away for a while and made alittle shrine on the wall simple with nails and pictures.....some of my Mothers....some of my Fathers and some of friends and some of Mothers and Fathers friends...... To the people whove past on before......So Tim and I where talking after dinner....I forget how we got on the topic.....I had never really looked at the name on that picture of the tombstone until tonite as I recall.....I said What if?...Then no in my head.....I arose from my seat and to my surprize....The Tombstone is that of two people......That of Lilly M Fisher 1869-1917 and Ernest S Fisher 1870-1935.....Im truley humbled to be set up all these years and have him plan this night to happen just as it did....Hello To you as well LiLLy May and Ernest S......My great Grand Parents can still say Hello after all these years......Who would have thought only Him the Man Upstairs would know how to relay such a Message of the love as long as this......They say Im crazy....Im Bi Polar......I say Hello Grandma LiLLy and Hi Grandpa Ernest......Love your Great Grandson Jerry Lee.....Ps Im sorry for spelling your name wrong Grandma Lilly I did not know till tonite it was spelled with 2 L's

Shit House Rock

2006-08-14T19:32:00.000-07:00

JUst screwing around with the cam. Had to take Lily May my Kittie on the bed to the vet today. 3 shots she is whipped.....The another two pics are in the Shit House...Poop Poop E Doo.....Crappy Joke.....Shit It?...I feel good went shopping with Mom today.....Veggies golor at the market......I m happy Lily will be getting better she is one of my Lights.......Heart and Soul......Jerry

Progess or Whatever.....

2006-08-01T10:31:00.000-07:00

Hey This is me Aug 01 2006....Coming along just fine...Spirits are High and all is good...Anyway Just thought Id take a few photos to show how far Ive come so far...Peace Out W/Love......Jerry

Today Is a Good day

2006-07-26T12:39:00.000-07:00

This is me going into 7 weeks of recovery.... Not bad.....Feeling great...Getting alot done.....Life is surely much different now.....Alive more than ever.....Feeling very good.....My heart is healing from so many things

Whats Up Biotch

2006-07-25T12:11:00.000-07:00

What If?

2006-07-23T19:30:00.000-07:00

What If ? What if I get hit by a bus? What if I have Cancer again? Will I get my face fixed? Do I have a crazy kittie? Yes I do. Anyway just writing cause I felt like saying something. I gearing up towards recording again. Something to look forward to. I feel I mite have some things to sing about now. Positive attitude and good mind and body and beliefs and I can do anything.

I can hold up a wall....Hey wall give me all your money,,,,,

2006-07-19T18:20:00.000-07:00

Happy Days are soon to come

2006-07-19T18:13:00.000-07:00

Wham Wham Wham.....You havent had enough....Heres alittle more. Smack Pow Zam!!!!!

2006-07-19T17:48:00.000-07:00

Well Here we go again.... I get a new face..... What a ruff year...still spirits are high....So I go to the Hospital today to get some sticthes removed...all goes well looks ok for what happened to me...I kinda like the scars stories and chareter....I had two appointments today...one in plastic surgey to get the face work done and one in dermitaligy for a follow up to my cancer treatment...I had cancer over the winter and it was removed and all was well no sign of it left.....Seems God has a sense of humor....They are feeling around looking and probing..... Well to make a long story short they found some lumps that shouldnt be there and they are in the rite place to be the return of the cancer.....Man I tell you what Ive been hit smacked punched kicked lost my mind for abit....Lost the love of my life I think......Rode face first into the pavement.....Spirit is still High....I still love God .......Im not mad at him...I just wander sometimes what he has in store for me....What doesnt kill you only makes you stronger....How strong will I become?

New nose first day Scars tells stories

2006-07-14T16:48:00.000-07:00

New Nose Day

2006-07-13T17:22:00.000-07:00

2006-07-03T19:44:00.000-07:00

Timmy Tim

2006-07-03T19:41:00.000-07:00

The Good Bad and Ugly all in one

2006-07-03T19:39:00.000-07:00

Lily May and Toys

2006-07-03T19:37:00.000-07:00

Rock In Roll Art Work Homemade BY JIgga

2006-07-03T19:34:00.000-07:00

Still Home To ME

2006-07-03T19:32:00.000-07:00

The Apt Feels Like Home

2006-07-03T19:30:00.000-07:00

Livin The Music and The Pain

2006-07-03T19:27:00.000-07:00

My eye is on you

2006-07-03T10:03:00.000-07:00

Rock and Roll Damage

2006-07-02T11:12:00.000-07:00

Alive and Ticking

2006-06-22T15:49:00.000-07:00

Last monday the 12Th of June life took a big turn for me......I had a few drinks.....Decided to go out and play guitar at an open mic nite a a local bar here in Ypsilanti Mi.....I love to play but seldom play out I just thought what the hell.....backing up to staurday nite I went out on my first date date in over two years......As I am still in love with a women from my past....Anyway things went good and I got what I was looking for.......so I played Guitar and sang for her....She seemed to really like me and my music and talent in general......Back to Monday......Maybe that is why I played out that nite.....As you can tell from my blog I am Bi polar.....I take a drug called depakote that sometimes makes me real sick......well for a while now I had stopped taking it and started drinking alittle to keep myself level....Im bi polar manic high which means if I do not keep myself down some what I get real racey......After all I did think I was Jesus at one time.....so I got it down to drinking a beer or two with a shot about 2 to 3 times a week just enough to keep me level and not go off the deep end....what I mean by that is drinking to much or having another manic High......Which by the way to me is not a bad thing but everyone else freaks cause Im like the UPS man on Mad TV.......So to get back to monday nite....I went to the bar....signed up first to play.....I thought an quick in and out 3 songs and Im gone......This is what really happened.....I had a few drinks at home....Kinda like a liquid courage thing.......I had a few drinks at the bar before I went on.......I played my songs and did rather well I thought....People came up and told me hey you sounded good....and Blah Blah Blah.......I dont really care for bars all that much seeing Ive worked them almost all my life.......But as people gave me the praise I thought what the hell Ill hang out alittle more...So I did.....some how it got later and later and I got drunker and drunker....At one point I left not sure why without my guitar......Had to go back and get it...And I did.......I found myself at a local party store trying to buy alittle more booze to finish off what I thought was a good nite....Mind you I was on foot the whole time....The party store would not sell to me......Now the nite goes blank..........My next memorie is a white room......Peace Love stillness serenity....Kinda like a waiting room...with a big warm brite white Light....I started for the white Light moving floating towards it...It felt like the right thing to do.....In the back of my mind I kept hearing my name over and over ever so faintly.......Jerry......Jerry.......Jerry...Getting louder as I moved toward the white Light....So I turned to see who was calling my name.......All at once like traveling at the speed of light I was slammed back into my body......Pain....pain ...and even worse Pain......Turns out I was face down on the pavement......Covered in blood......Broke both my upper and lower jaw......Ripped my nose off my face.......Knocked out almost all my teeth......I was In a Biking Accident...I still have no memorie of going home and getting on my bike....But somehow my guitar made it home......Now Im in the hospital Fighting for my life.......They had to cut a hole in my throat so I could breath........They had to rebuild my nose from basically nothing......They done one skin graph so far......I had two metal jaws now as I broke and shattered what I had before.....They are wired shut.....Ive lost 20 pounds in less then 2 weeks...Great summer diet I guess......(joke)......Im now recovering just fine.....The worst part of the whole nite is when my sister looked at me before they really did anything at the hospital....I knew I was in trouble Ive never seen that look and hope I dont ever again....I said my goodbyes and I love yous to her before they took me in to operate......I prayed Oh lord if I die let it be while Im out on the table I cant take anymore pain.....He spared me......Its been over a week now and I can do for myself again with help of course....My family has been wonderful and understanding beyond belief.....Thank you Father for picking this family for me.......Im truely Blessed.......Im going home tomorrow to be with my kittie I miss so much......Ive been staying with my wonderful sister since saturday......Both my brothers flew up from florida to be by my side thru this ruff time......My other sister has been working the side lines for me putting together appointments and such and taking care of my kittie for me.....My Mother......Well What can I say about my mother that would let you know how I feel about her.......Love Real Love Like the John Lennon song......and the rest of the people in this game we call life that have helped out I cant begin to thank you all even though I wish I could shake the hand or better yet hug each person that helped save my life.......To the Father The Son and The Holy Ghost Ive been humbled with the grace and love that you always offer.....The gift of life........I have a long road of recovery while they rebuilt me and put me all back together......I do offer my deepest sorrows to anyone Ive hurt........Im happy to be here to be able to write this out.....They say I have no brain damage......I thank you again Oh Lord for this chance to get it right....I shall try harder...I shall pay attenion....I shall always Love my fellow man and family.......I will be getting a new face......I will be getting all new teeth........It shall be a long road to travel but I can say Im happy to be here to walk it........My heart mind and soul are becoming connected as never before......I have to thank the Lord above for teaching me what grace is all about....Someday I hope to be in that white room again heading home for now Ill spend my days being happy for the gift Ive been given.......I hope this will reach just one of you and help someone......This is just a blog but it is so much more its my truth......Peace and Love and Thanks........Jerry

radio links

2006-02-28T21:14:00.000-08:00

Jiggajoe stations

Im Jesus

2006-02-10T21:54:00.000-08:00

Two New songs are out on my music links. Im Jesus was recorded tonite. A simple song but fun and nice. I have bought a home studio to record. Thats Alright is a cover kinda of Elvis and Carl in a goofy way reocorded last nite. Anyway click the music link for Myspace what do you have to lose if your reading this.

Cancer

2006-02-02T15:45:00.000-08:00

I just found out yesterday I have cancer. I have to battle and fight for life.

My Letter of truth I wrote this over a year ago

2005-07-11T16:12:00.000-07:00

Jiggajoe
Jerry Lee Willcockson
William Timothy Harrison

To Whom It May Concern:

My name is Jerry Lee Willcockson. I am based out of Ypsilanti Mi, home of James Osterberg. I have just started a business with a friend of mine named Tim Harrison. We are in the business of taking care of the people that take care of us! We are currently helping several local businesses to succeed. Our company name is called “Jiggajoe”. “Jigga” as we understand the term, means “the man” in charge; I was given this name by a couple soul brothers and did not ask for it; “joe”, is my “father” and “ Inspiration”, Joseph Hardie Willcockson, whom has past on. These together have formed the foundational ideas of “Jiggajoe.” We are currently marketing T-shirts from our home called the ”I know tim too” shirts. What we are doing is taking pictures of Tim in front of local landmarks and transferring images with positive sayings on recycled shirts that have a good message as well. Tim is a local icon in these parts. We have already gotten positive response from all that have seen these. Our shirts are available www.jiggajoe.com

We have so many more marketing ideas and techniques that are just waiting to be materialized. This could be the start of a very beautiful future. We hope to take this message to the world. We would appreciate any advice or help that we could get. If you would like samples of our work, or messages, please reply to Jerry Lee Willcockson by Email jiggajoe@jiggajoe.com.

Now I will tell you a story,

Tim and Myself are two men. We are men with a strong faith. Just people that you pass on the street and don’t smile at. Sometimes we just sit on the bench and talk of our lives and the world today. I will start with my life. I, Jerry Lee Willcockson, am a recovering alcoholic, former drug dealer, and user. There was a time when I did not care for my own children. Yes, I was a deadbeat dad. There was a time when I did not call my mother because I was so wrapped up in the shit of the world that I did not care, and now I do. I ask you “Why is this a story”? I have stolen from my family. I have hurt my fellow man. I have lied to people I love. I have cheated on my partners. I have talked behind the backs of people that call me “ Friend”. These things I have written are all true and I am not proud of any of them. There is so much more to this story if you would only listen and help me tell it. For the first time in my forty-four years alive I am offering total honesty. If I could help just one person be more successful, then I am willing to give my story to the world. In doing so, I hope that someone would hear me and come forward to support us and help our story end as a happy one. Tim Harrison has a story as well. He has had a very hard life. He will have to tell you his. I can’t speak for him. We invite you into our homes to hear our stories. All we are trying to do is help our people smile some more. Be happy some more. Love some more. All we would like is a success story for knowing that we made a difference. Please help us because all we really want is, the story to end like this………………And they lived happily ever after……………… We have not yet professed ourselves to be “Saints” but now, we are at least trying! There is part of our story! Please help!

Tim and I hope and wish to?
Start a business that is fun to work at. Where the only uniform is a candy necklace and whatever else “YOU” choose. Why? So in the morning when you put it on you smile! While you work you have something to eat! And at the end of your workday “Maybe” someone that likes you will join you for supper! Another point!!! We have met with a master web designer www.fourhourwindow.com His name is Sean Cloney. The name of this site will be disclosed at a later date. We hope to have these features. A page for every employee and non-employee to post pictures of family members called employees from the past. Tim, Sean, and I will be the first to do so on this site we invite anyone to do so and, also highly encourage this act for anyone that wishes to do so. This would allow people to see our pasts and others to as well. We hope to be associated with sites like www.davidbowie.com and www.georgeharrison.com to name a few. Also, to have a feature called “we know tim too” and “tim know you too” business link. If we all get on the same page we will be easier to work with. Another point!!! We would like to create a new job title. The Coolest Person In The World!!! This way, “all childern”, have a role model to look up to!!! To use money for the well being of our fellow human beings!!! “World Peace”!!! Imagine? We hope to unite the World as its never been united before. We are hoping for support for “Rootstand” so we, as a whole, will have one “band” that the whole world can be a part of watch grow and spread happiness, laughter, and dance. “love”! We have this power inside of “all” of us. It’s time to share this power with everyone! The “world” could be a better place if we all listen to “christmas music” more. Please, “we hope for support”!!
“growth”.

The “Key” is the “Candy necklace”!!! “Our key can open your heart”!!! “A candy necklace can do "what”? “Save” and feed starving “Childern”!!! You might ask yourself “How”? Like this we say with a “Flintstone” vitamin on each “Candy necklace”!!! At least this will keep them alive until “We” can get them more “Help”! Something that costs about one “Penny” to make! Do “We” as people have a penny to spare to “Save” a starving child? “One penny”!!! If we all wear them together we could see that we are all fighting for the cause “World peace”!!!! That means “Save the world”!!! “Clean water here”! Nothing grows without “Clean water”!! Did we say “Clean water”!!! This means “Clean water” is “A Key”!!! “Racism”! The colors on the “Candy necklace” could show us all that we are all the same! A box of “Crayons” has a lot of colors in the same box! They work together!! That means “Save us all”!!! Why do we not? “Rehabilition”! If given to Inmates they might see that they are a part of this “World” too? That means “Save then too”!!! “Human beings”!!! If we wear one we might be less tempted to participate in crime itself? This would surely make the job of law enforcement easier! That means do not kill the police they are trying to “Save us too“!!! “From ourselfs”!!! communication”? By wearing one you might say “Hello” to someone else that has one on? Talk about it? “ “Maybe we can save everyone”!!! Can we close the “Genaration gap”? “A new born wears a bracelet”! “As do the elderly”! “Everyone”!!! “Trust”!! “Everyone”!!! “Did we say everyone”? If we all look silly we all “Smile”! “Did we say all”? “Growth”? We plant sugar cane where the “Rain forests” were? This means lets all really try “From our hearts”!!! “Deserts”? Who cares about them? “We should”!!! The soil might be rich once more? The “Ozone” layer may heal itself? Creatures of the “World” may flourish again? The “World” may come back to life? Coulda, shoulda, woulda!! Wow!!!! That makes since to us!!! How about “You”? Dare we try? ”Did we say we”? “Family”!!!!!!!!! “Lets become one”? “To find a answer we must first look for one”!! “United we can make the change one penny at a time”!!!

“Imagine”:
“We have a dream”! “Something”! “Many great people have tried”! “This is their dream too”! “A wise man once said” “ We are all god disguised as ourselfs”! Have we learned from our pasts? “Do not shoot the messenger”! “The messenger is you too”! Can we pick up the ball again? Now is the time! Time is all we have! Open your heart!!! Show support!!! “Lets all work together”!!! “Wear a candy necklace”! The newspapers think we have no story!!! Please show them they are wrong!!!! “Top story”!!! “World news”!!! “Headlines read”…………”World sells all candy necklaces over nighT”!!!!!!!!!!!! “the world can be a sweet place”!!! “if we all try”!! Thank you for your time. We hope to hear from you soon!

“All we are saying is, ”Give peace a chance”:)
Jerry Lee Willcockson and William Timothy Harrison
The Man and The Coolest Person In The “World”(:

PS: Print this on any paper you can find, pass it on “Spread the word”!!!(::)

What Is This Feeling?

2005-03-28T19:14:00.000-08:00

What is this feeling they call Bipolar?
Why do I feel this way?

Who am I? Some times I ask.

I guess I am who I am?

With all the shit in the the world and I do mean shit. Why do I have to have a label? Just because I feel more pain than the rest. I had a very nice Easter. Spent all day with my family. It was so nice to be Uncle Jerry. I love to hear my nephews and neices call my name. I ask you if Jesus was to come back today would we lock him up?

Is he already here? A wise man once said to me"We are all God disguised as each other". Does that make sense? It did at the time and still does now, to me. Blog 714

Jerry Lee AKA JiggaJoe

2005-03-23T14:29:00.000-08:00

Hello this is my blog. My name is Jerry Lee Willcockson. I am now 44 years old. I currently live in Ypsilanti Mi. I have a story to tell as hard as it is to tell it. I was born in Japan Oct 27 1960. I have always felt different all my life. I grew up all over as my father was in the U S Airforce. I was a funny child. The class clown. I liked the attenion and love to make people smile. It set me apart and I got along with everyone. My teen years were wild I had two older brothers and we were the W boys. I got into drugs at a early age. Ive tried just about everything out except shooting up (Thank God). Im not sure why I started down that path. I felt at the time I was in with the in crowd. Those years were some of the happiest times for me for some reason perhaps it was the drugs. We would just hang in the neighborhood and get high. We werent wild wild we were middleclass kids. I would go to class so whacked out its a wonder I made through. After High School I hung around for a bit and releized I was going nowhere so I myself joined the Airforce in 1981 I was stationed in Texas the whole time. While I was in basic training my high school sweetheart wrote that I was to become a father. I married her. We went on to have another child in 1983. A boy and A girl. We split in 1988 and the joys of fatherhood had changed forever. I got out of the Air Force in 1991 and moved to Florida with my brothers for work. My brother owned a roofing company. I was not cut out for that kind of work and quickly moved on to Austin Tx. I was dating a girl at the time that was my dream girl a that time a blondbombshell knock out that took a liking to me I was 31 and she 21. She wasnt the smartest girl in the world but we loved each other at that time. After we split Id say about 1994 I felt an urge to go home. This whole time I was still whacked out of my mind. I moved back to Michigan to be around family. I got a job the first day back as a waiter. I have always worked as a waiter, bartender even in the Air Force. The money is good and you get paid everyday. I worked at a seafood place for about 5 years then he sold the place and I moved on. I took about 3 days off and got another job as a waiter in Ypsilanti. A apartment opened up over the top of the bar and I moved in. This is where the story gets strange. Im not going to name names because this is my account of my story and I dont feel it would be rite to put this out over the internet without permission. Please note that I am not a good speller nor is my grammer up to par. I may perhaps edit this to make those corrections but for now I would like to tell the story as it flows from my mind. Also the short story above is just to get you up to speed on who I am there is so much more to that story as well.

The year now is 1999. Life is great. I live and work at the same place. A neighborhood bar where I fit in. Money is good. Socail life is coming along just fine. No stress in driving to work. Im on top of the world. The owner has taken a liking to me. A wonderful waitress has taken a eye on me. She was funny, loving, happy, and very pleasing to the eye. The art of love was in the air. She was a school teacher as well with no childern. The kind of girl you can only dream of. This is the first time the feeling came on to me as I remember. Something came over me. The first time all I could say was wow. So that is what I called it. To me it was truth. I was sitting in the bar when all at once it was like a door opened in my mind. I could hear everything almost feel emotion of every person all around me. I even stood up. I had never had a feeling like that before. I was hearing and seeing things that I hadn't felt before. I was with two friends at the time and they were shocked as well when I got up. They asked me what was happening and all I could say was WOW. I started feeling as something was trying to talk to me by showing me things that were rite in front of me that no one else could see. As I say no one else could see they could see but were not reading into it as I was. I was a big drinker at that time. On the computer at work you must always add a drink for every order weather or not there was a drink on the tap. There was a button on the back page that said "No Drink Water". I found myself pushing that button more and more as if someone was trying to make me see that through using my custermors. I red into it as someone was trying to tell me to quit drinking. The rug in the hallway was always moving and bunching up. I red into that as if it was saying "stop moving around straighten up". I had always ran from my problems rather than stick around to fix them. I had been a very per-miss-cue-iss person in the past. I felt I had to talk about it to my new love interest. I dont want to go into what was said but I did tell her the truth and she did not want to see me anymore. I had myself tested after that and had a clean bill of health and state of mind. I stayed sober for a short stretch and went back to drinking. While at that time of being sober I saw things heard things. In music and on TV as well like something or (wow) was talking to me direct very hard to explain and remember. I dont want to go into details as Im not sure I can explain it so you would understand. A few years went by relitively normal. I met another waitress that took a liking to me. She was 22 at the time I recall and I was 40. I was not looking for love at that time. It still happened she was the persuer. She made me happier than any other women I had been with. It was not even all sexual. In fact we enjoyed each others company more so than sex although the love making was good. She was wise beyond her years and had a beauty all her own. She shined like a lite. Our #s even matched up I was 40 she was 22 that equels 4. When I was 41 she was 23 those equel 5 and so on and so on do the math. We were very happy and I had even gotton down on the knee and she said yes. We now go back to 4/20/03 Easter Sunday. A few days before I had started getting a pain in my stomach. The pain got so bad I had to go to the hospital that day. I have a condition known as Die-ver-tic-u-lie-tus its a major pain. I had to change my lifestyle and eating habits. I was 42 at the time. This is where the story gets very very strange. I quit drinking again. I started seeing the # 42 or 420 everwhere. Like a sign. I did not know why but it was everywhere. I was hearing the train whistle blow thru town whenever I thought of things pertaining to a higher power. 42 is imbedded in me for some reason. My father was born on 14th and my mother on the 12th. Like it was encoded in me for some reason. It still to this day pops up everwhere. My licsense,libary card, and so many others. I could tell you more of this if you ask but there are to many to name. Anyway you get the picture. Then for some reason I took on the role of Jesus. Yes that is what I said Jesus I thought I was him. After all my parents are a Mary an Joseph. My mother is really Marilyn but you get the connection. Meanwhile I had started a small business that I had named JiggaJoe. Jigga as I understand the term means The Man in charge. Joe is my father whom has past on. In my mind it was a father and son business from the heavens and beyond. I was on a manic high that I did not feel I was ever coming off. I started selling T Shirts under that name with a local icon on them and a Jiggajoe logo. I got much support at first. I wrote a letter that I called the Jiggajoe letter of truth. It was like I was not even writing it. I have never been able to write I just dont have it in me. With all these thoughts racing thru my head I just tried to keep up with the energy inside me. It was meant to be a letter of peace and a telling of who I really was so I may free my soul. All good things must come to a end and my world was about to change forever. I told my soul mate that I thought that I may be Jesus. Mind you that I had kept this inside of me for so long. Months I would say before I thought of talking about it to anyone. I had even told a friend the one on the shirts before her. Well to make a long story short she was floored. People were starting to talk behind my back even before I told her. I was at that time working at another bar and my boss was giving me some flack over my hair. I had been thru this once before with him and we came to a agreement, after the second time I felt it was time to leave. On the way home I had saw a guy who I saw in the summer walking by it was very cold that nite 12/23/03 I think. In the summer I had over heard him say he was looking to move because of landlord problems. That nite I had asked where he moved and he told me he was sleeping outside. He said he thought he was going to freeze to death that nite so he opened his eyes to look at his dog. I could not let him go so I invited him in. He stayed a few days. Something happened that nite I tried everything I could to find him a place but no one cared. The next day my fience or love you get it was on the phone getting her phone service switched over. For some reason still unknown to me I became inraged and started yelling very foul things at her. Something came over me. There is more to this as well. My mind was going at lite speed. I could not block out anything. If I was to regret one moment of my life or could change one moment in time it would be that one. We split. I still to this day love her with all my heart. Im so sorry for that moment. I never hurt her pysically but the words were more damaging that any weapon on this planet. I did find him a place thru a higher calling as well. Maybe that was my purpose to save his life perhaps. I saved his and lost what I had of mine. After that I sold just about everything I owned on a wim and went to New York City on a one way train ticket. Now the story gets even stranger.I will start a new paragraph.

Ok here we go. New York was a magic place. For some reason I felt the need to make contact with Howard Stern. I had been writing him emails for sometime with all the ideas that flooded my mind. I had no fear. I felt it was only a matter of time till someone would find me and make sense of my thoughts. The first nite in New York a cab driver took me all around New York for free. He showed me Ground Zero, Wall Street, The Garment District, Time Square and Canel Street as I am a Lou Reed fan and I wanted to see where he wrote his songs, all for no fee. He saw something in me at that time and offered advise. He even told me that if I was coming to New York To be someone they already knew I was there. Who were they I still do not know? But I understood at that time. The next day guitar in hand and wearing a suit and a hat I went out to make a name for myself. I looked for Virgin Records and found there store in Time Square . This was a place where they just sold records. The guy behind the counter called Virgin Records the main office for new artists and they said come over. He even said I hope you make it. I was dressed for the part. Beleive It or not the address was either 4 20th Street or 20 4th street. I again felt this was a sign. I cried at the counter on the 4th floor as I put my demo in. What I have not told you above was I put a Demo Cd by mail as I am a guitar player and singer. I was trying anything I could to keep JiggaJoe alive. And again beleive it or not when I mailed that demo out to Virgin Records it was post marked 420 pm in the afternoon. I received my bank statement on my birthday 10/27/03 and had 4 dollars and 20 cents in my account by no math done by me. I did not plan this on my account it just came together that way. Anyway to get back to New York. After that I just started walking around the city. I was called over by what I thought was a homeless man who called himself Greywolf. To this day I still do not know who he was. He told me that he had played guitar with Carlos Santanna. He took me all around the city by foot. It was very cold. He knew everyone in that city. He was a somebody. He showed me the ins and outs and took care of me as a father would care for a nie-eve son. We ate different things that were native to New York. I felt like a prince. I invited him to stay with me in my hotel. He slept on the floor even though I offered him to sleep in my bed and I would sleep on the floor ( I felt he deserved respect) in that tiny tiny hotel by the Jersey shore line. The next day he took me in the subway to play guitar and make money. We went to a pizza shop on 14th street and had a wonderful breakfast. Again he knew the people in that shop and I paid only about two bucks for both of us to eat like kings. He had even got me a gig playing there that nite for tips after the bar crowd let out. He beleived in me so I beleived in myself. The cab driver that I had spoke of earlier told me to go to a church. I cant remember which one but it is a big one across for Carnigee Hall again Im sorry for me spelling. Some thing to do with Kathey Lee Gifford. So I did go there. I talked to a guy there that ran like a reading room for that church. I told him my story. He did not understand. At that time I was getting low on money and was starting to worry how would I live. I made the dission to call Amtrek. They offered me a free ticket back as I got into New York on a 8 hour delay. I took it. I did not play the pizza shop how I wish now I would have stayed. I was to meet Greywolf back at the 14st subway. I did see him one more time. He was talking to another guitar player a female and was boosting her as he did me. Almost like he was helping another lost soul. Just then I met the most amazing person I think Ive ever met. A man came up to me in the 14st subway and called me JiggaJoe The Man. He knew allot of stuff about me. He said people couldnt believe I made it to and was in New York. He said allot of people cared about me. He knew where I was staying even the room # which was 444. He called himself Crazy Eddie. He even said that Howard Stern was looking for me and I was all over the news New York Channel 1. He even knew where I had worked at and mentioned my old bosses name. Told me to say hello to her. I was blown away. He knew I had been emailing Howard Stern. At one point he pointed out someone that looked like Howard Stern from behind. He said Howard is tall isnt that him I had never really seen Howard Stern before and did not know he was as tall before I saw that person in the subway. He did look like him from behind. I wanted to catch up to him but Crazy Eddie said that he doesnt like being chased. I respected that. Me in a big city and not knowing anyone except Greywolf, which I dont really know and he is telling me personal things that he could not know about me. He was a very happy man. We talked for about a half hour as I recall. At one point he made reference as to why I didnt buy a lottery ticket to which I replyed I wasnt in it for the money. He made it seem like I could win. He told me to come back in the summer. Which I did(That is another story). I asked how will I know to get ahold of you and his only reply was "Call Ilene". Before I came to New York I posted the Jiggajoe letter of truth all over the internet. You can find it by typing Jiggajoe in Google search. Most everything you will find about JiggaJoe on Google has something to do with me. Someone had read my letter before I left to New York and replyed back by saying "you still must find your Mystery". I beleive I have. Who is Crazy Eddie. What does Call Ilene mean. Perhaps one day when Im crossing the street I will hear someone say Call Ilene when I turn to look I may get struck by a bus and Crazy Eddie will be waiting to take me home. I dont know. I will always be looking for him and listening for those words till the day I die I will never forget that time in the subway. That same nite with most of my worries behind me and a train ticket back I decided to play some more in a long hallway in the subway kinda by Penn Station. As I played another strange charicter approached me. He had a evil look to him. He listened to me play for abit and started talking to me. He had a thick accent perhaps Russin or something along that sound. He was making me nervous. He wanted me to play the blues for him. Im not much of a blues player but I do have a few in me. I did play for him. He offered me a job driving for him and said I could make allot of money. He was very intoxicated. Also he gave me his Hotel room # and phone # for his cell phone. He wanted me to find women and come see him which I did not, he gave me the creeps like the flag was up and the hair on the back of my neck was standing on end. As he walked away he turned around and gave me that stare of evil and beleive or not again his last words to me were " Will you sell your soul to the devil". I replyed no and that was the last I saw of him. I do in my heart beleive that he was the Devil at that moment if that makes sense. It was my crossroads. Anyway I am back in Michigan now. JiggaJoe is a dream of mine. It was not created to cause anyone pain but It has for me. I was comitted to the hospital for a short stay. They say I am Bipolar. Maybe I am Maybe Im not. All I can say is something drove me to this. I would not have chosen this path on my own. I now do not beleive I am Jesus Christ. I can not be sure this will not happen again. I can not stop looking for my Mystery I have come to far to turn back now. I must live with what happened as I can not change my past its part of who I am. I can say Im so sorry for the people that Ive hurt in searching for my quest. Please remember I did not mean for this to hurt anyone. I did not have control over this. I have lost so much. I cry sometimes for days trying to make sense of this. I have lost the love of my life. I did not understand what was happening to me and still dont. Please do not think of me as crazy. This has been over a year now Ive come back with more focus. Im just trying to tell my story. I dont even really know why I wrote this blog. I felt like telling you what happened. Its not everyday that you get to become Jesus. I still feel that it is more of a blessing than a burden. I welcome any comments or questions you may have. If you can help me to make any sense of what is written here or just want to comment please reply. I want JiggaJoe to live more than anything Ive ever wanted. Thank You for taking the time to read my Blog

2005-03-23T12:09:00.000-08:00

JiggaJoe