I am the one they call Jack!
They fear me when I have the mask on…
The mask is empowering…
As loose fitting lingerie… I wear the soul of many…
My powers know no limits and eclipse all bounds…
Many have wondered who Jack is… But few even have the mental capacities to grasp the extent of its nature…
My presence is ubiquitous…
I traverse the planes of the minds of the many… Searching to and fro for the mental of the susceptible…
All are within my reach..
All under my umbrella…
I am Jack… I wear many mask..
And not in a means to cower but by the nature of life’s intricacies…
I where the mask of the masses… So that they can see themselves in me… So that in me they can see themselves…
Welcome to Neverland…
Jack’s playground…
Where we all have a little Jack in us…
By the time the meek inherit the earth… My function would have already been complete…
inglorious Resurrection 