Beautiful Sprinkled, Speckled, Spackled Snails

My musings, my notes, my journal, is a collection of receipts of stolen souls imprinted in my mind and branded on my heart.'Tis the three year journey of spying saints, stalking sinners, copying conversations, mimicking masks, tracing transactions, listening intently, staring obnoxiously, assuming intentions, speculating reasons, questioning antics, trodding tearfully and writing alone - spilling my own blood first, in hopes of sustaining life beyond."e;Snails"e; is that journal of that journey from there to here, sprinkled with honor, speckled with horror, spackled with hope.