Wounded in life, I seek to staunch the wounds of others . . . . --xoj

"Jack Spratt’s two centavo Guide to Redemption”
©2012 by Jack Spratt All Rights Reserved

God's tapestry, all creation, my greatest value an attempt to live/love for: in gratitude, mercy, forgiveness, regardless of Age, Race, Creed, Gender, Gender Proclivities, or Generosity . . . seeking to make redemtion salvation & resurrection potential in all unique, precious, individual lives, human, plant, animal, world. . . .through words & images - Jack Spratt ... KISS

Saturday, September 8, 2012


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Beneath the dark feathers near the scaly parts discovered my rage hideous now for it put the lie to my compassion and empathy for others having none for myself -- HYPOCRITE FRAUD BIGOT! Clawing my self rent asunder shred worse than the Fargo Shredder so oft alluded to. Viscous evisceration of mind & heart all that I’ve said of my enemies; those who stole my inheritance, my life, my self, the future, the present shat upon; I’ve done to myself in loathing this life lived until now.

 “This moment?”

 Yes! . . . 

 For in writing I enter an impossible place, breathless ecstasy & mirth, breathing under water -- in outer space a Super Nova inhaling itself. 

 Yet God speaks saying; “What the Fuck Chuck CHILL! . . . .Not in those exact explicit words but from the mouths of babes, not small girls nascent women in diapers but, panties of course high heels too; and one dude in a Fedora from Ecuador. . . .then the random chance kindness of strangers confessing.

 No longer odd to so plainly see God in the poor, wannabe or becoming, grand in and of themselves of all colors rainbowed refracted eyes glimmering; genders and gender proclivities, creeds and degrees of sanity scintillating. 

 Oh Sweet Jesus on a bobsled laughing across glaciers melting through gaseous fires erupting from kitchen faucets; waterfalls of fire: 
I’M HEALED NOW! 

 Just a random Polar Bear adapted to icy swimming pools in gated communities & penthouses atop Wall Street, Inc. My ride a eighty foot long Supercilious Vanity Mobile my ordinary utility every day Escalade for the gardeners all Indian, Black, Mexicans, elderly senior citizens an outdoor convenience for my Stepford Wives and all those enslaved to me the passersby unionless.

 . . . see, healed I can say OFU nicely nary a ruffled feather nor dropped scale and more better yet no flames with which to incinerate tax returns from the previous years betraying my cupidity. Pussy Raider and Dan Rather for fucking ever! . . . .oh yeah did I mention that the Mormons took over for the Mafia in Las Vegas?

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