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08:13 chuck E. cheese
From
first to last knowing or merely in his presence observing silent as a
snake my forked tongue touching him measuring him I would reflexively
name him Commander Chuck E. Cheese. Best remembered the last, “oh I
have friends to call should Dad need any help”, a mustard seed the
size of cow flop planted then. He returned to Virginia Beach and dad
in Groton Connecticut alone helpless in grief . . . you
son-of-a-bitch!
Retroactively
now trained in elder abuse – should I be in assisted living or a
nursing home eventually, I expect to be raped by a male attendant
systematically simply for his entertainment – abuse: sexual,
financial, emotional of the elderly soon to die rather than suffer
the humiliation & terror telling authorities their child is the
author of such atrocious acts. I know your spore read easily now.
I too
well know being helpless evidenced by the deaths of my two children
While there were two parents involved I was shut out by the ever
child mother of her four siblings. Anal Retentive in the extreme she
shut me out first to last moments of our “relationship”
honesty/dishonesty cuts both ways. Stephen Normand Spratt you stand
accused of elder abuse in the court of elder abuse. Rather than the
typical he said she said contest of urine splatter about I will
simply try you in the court of public opinion and in the end you will
wish you'd never been born actually an accident unwanted by dad.
--H.
G. Wells
(1866-1946)
“A time will come when
a politician who has willfully made war and promoted international
dissension will be as sure of the dock and much surer of the noose
than a private homicide. It is not reasonable that those who gamble
with men's lives should not stake their own.”
"Advertising
is legalized lying."
Like
the congress of baboons I am a sovereign/nation/cosmos unto myself
without fear of death; I know a bit more about “the other side of
life” than most.
My
first assignment, like the first kiss, most memorable, was in the
precinct of South Providence Rhode Island at an art show. First step
into the exhibition some one called “Rabani Spratt” I answered to
the latter part learning slowly over the years that though
unqualified I am in essence a teacher like Jesus and all the Saints
and Prophets.
A
sinner, and imperfect, seeking such, am I yet also a child of God as
we all are. I sense, intuit, feel, think myself a member of all race
creed proclivities more over a citizen of the Universe. We all are
one family of the species called human. Our souls regardless of
outward definitions are equal & my by now old saw: carried in
biodegradable bags of flesh mostly water: same/same.
Honor
is expected and annotated in The Ten Commandments similar to Jesus'
recommendation to love thy enemy – as previously annotated. Trust &
Respect of either parents or enemies are based upon behavior and
choice theirs and mine. Yet for me there is the Samurai warriors
code once drawn my sword must taste blood. I play with concepts,
institutions, conjecture and often it is not my knowing but balanced
integration of all that I proffer the following – potentially
garbled thus in error – sense of the Zen Archer; become the target.
Though I could read the Bible a trillion times finding more I find
Christianity Freighted with the maundering influence by too many
interpretations people who purport to serve we poor ignorant slaves
by “Divine Right” implied. Always remember the power propaganda
used to manipulate those too busy attempting to survive into mindless
herds. what was an attempt to demonstrate God as loving never worked
in the sense intended. Rather we cling to an eye for an eye
retribution since, in my opinion, it far easier to kill than to love.
Personally
I am revolted by the motto on our currency; a patented lie. Were the
statistics not cooked or merely wishful/magical thinking
incorporating those uncounted Black, Hispanic, Native American; from
whom one and all we stole this land “of the Free?” And those
acknowledged as “discouraged” no longer counted. You would know
were are not in recession but depression.
As
a registered voter I favor neither party and out of principal will
change my 'party affiliations: from Democrat to neutral' They both
are complicit in our current tragedy.
I
have a fiendish mind and humor while contemplating the abortion
retroactive and forward of all Politicians, Bankers, Stock
Brokers/gamers. Which only now suggests that by my evaluation I'd
have to stand in line becoming pet food since Stephen Norman Spratt
hence forth forever more also known as Commander Chuck E. Cheese, his
rodent whiskers and beady eyes twitching avariciously, carries genes
similar to mine – my voluntary forgiveness is not entirely
altruistic.
I
have not come to slay but to teach you who care to love and forgive
your selves and those who steal and/or slay you with a rusty sword of
Islamic extremist sawing off your head.
Remember:
Say & mean what you say;
Thank
You,
I
forgive you,
God
Bless you &
bye
the way have a nice life.
.
. . then grab your posterior, bending over, kiss it Good Bye hello
God's Heaven
.
. . as for you Stephen you might eventually find a position
commanding a night soil honey dipper barge in Mumbai . . . it's not
the money honey its the abuse; rape, psychological, economic being
synonymous are actionable offenses against life & God.
Thus
my sense it appropriate George W Bush & Dick Cheney should be
tried in The World Court for turning Iraq into The School for
Terrorist both sides the combatants.
As
for the Mormon Milt whatshisname for'gid-about it!
©
2012 by Jack Spratt All Rights Reserved
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