PHILO'S STONE, TIMED 420, MINIONS' MUD & BONE
So, simple-minded that it's unbearable for the many but some although not many, so very few
Come to the end of their days and nights with a clear picture of the here-after, whatever it is
Come with me to live in this world with the change of the vanguard, the mamas & papas stew
Mixed in the menudo of cowboys and indians, pirates and privateers, stones & sticks sweet kiss.
It's high time you came home after being long gone for so long, thought you left me high & dry
Back to the simple and complex alternating the presence inside of the consciousness, I will try
Not hard but so easy that it's difficult if not impossible to take that final leap into the blind boy
Fathers' grandfathers lost their shirts to dark angels who played poker with jokers gone wild.
Colored or black and white, the picture is a blur and clears as you stare into the Void, to be not
Regardless of your status, rich, poor, good, bad, stupid or genius' gifts to humanity, bull's snot
Word's are up and down with the weight of gravity or lack of it, Time's offering in outer Space
Bought the ticket, paid the price, took the trip from the dock to the Emptiness of Jesus' off face.
Mom and dad ain't there, they ain't here but here I am, now but not forever, it's an non-sequitur
No following the sheep stampede over the cliff to fall to their life changing event, eaten by Her
Who she is and why she comes up from the volcanic ash and miracles of a planetary malfunction
Blame it on the Father, the Son and the Holy Ghost because you can't believe the Truth, I am Sin.
I'm Adam's apple and I'm Eve's egg recombined into this genome, as above, so below, I can't fly
Up or down, in or out, seems to be the war of inner might, all about me not you, I'm 'bout to die
Searchin' for anything for yourself'll yield the same old blocks, bombin' the funk back to the sea
What and where the these and those have gone now that they're all gone, buried, burned to be.
Purpose for the simulation underway is up for the spin around the square blocks, a woke dream
As above, so below the dreamer dreams and the dream happens as the dreamer produces cream
A mix that's instant & always ready to go, a meal of constant consciousness of presence, a dam
Oh sisters and fathers, our mother is pregnant again with the folly of a human genome gnome.
Love on ice now, it's colder than ever here without your warm skin and bones, heartbeat of One
You ain't comin' back, it ain't the first time or the last time it happened, I just can't forget about
Your pretty face & hairstyle from Glamour magazine and the Sears catalogues long-gone wear
Matched but a beer short of a 12-pack, it was a cold one too, not warm panther leaks of beer!
I got fooled again but it won't ever happen next time, I know all the tricks of the witching time
Spells that I don't know and can't remember if I ever did know, older than poke salad, cool rhyme
Die game of #PutInTake, rolled all night long, not enough luck to win it all, the end's #RedRover
Mothers got it like this not like that, I know it all, #Triggered now, my finger's on it, it's all over!
by
r j j stephan, i
c. Samedhi, April 10th {#410} 2021 Anno Domini @ 07:07 AMPST
{
Jammed to a #GodFilledSoul #DevilsAndDust #GodFilledSoulNoMore
@Bruce_Springsteen in a loop link @ https://youtu.be/cG8ZQkeZvzc &
@Carlos_Santana & @Eric_Clapton in perpetuity #Supernatural link @
https://youtu.be/Ltq7lIi2SVI?list=PLD25E4B209215D296}
PHILO'S STONE, TIMED 420, MINIONS' MUD & BONE
So, simple-minded that it's unbearable for the many but some although not many, so very few
Come to the end of their days and nights with a clear picture of the here-after, whatever it is
Come with me to live in this world with the change of the vanguard, the mamas & papas stew
Mixed in the menudo of cowboys and indians, pirates and privateers, stones & sticks sweet kiss.
It's high time you came home after being long gone for so long, thought you left me high & dry
Back to the simple and complex alternating the presence inside of the consciousness, I will try
Not hard but so easy that it's difficult if not impossible to take that final leap into the blind boy
Fathers' grandfathers lost their shirts to dark angels who played poker with jokers gone wild.
Colored or black and white, the picture is a blur and clears as you stare into the Void, to be not
Regardless of your status, rich, poor, good, bad, stupid or genius' gifts to humanity, bull's snot
Word's are up and down with the weight of gravity or lack of it, Time's offering in outer Space
Bought the ticket, paid the price, took the trip from the dock to the Emptiness of Jesus' off face.
Mom and dad ain't there, they ain't here but here I am, now but not forever, it's an non-sequitur
No following the sheep stampede over the cliff to fall to their life changing event, eaten by Her
Who she is and why she comes up from the volcanic ash and miracles of a planetary malfunction
Blame it on the Father, the Son and the Holy Ghost because you can't believe the Truth, I am Sin.
I'm Adam's apple and I'm Eve's egg recombined into this genome, as above, so below, I can't fly
Up or down, in or out, seems to be the war of inner might, all about me not you, I'm 'bout to die
Searchin' for anything for yourself'll yield the same old blocks, bombin' the funk back to the sea
What and where the these and those have gone now that they're all gone, buried, burned to be.
Purpose for the simulation underway is up for the spin around the square blocks, a woke dream
As above, so below the dreamer dreams and the dream happens as the dreamer produces cream
A mix that's instant & always ready to go, a meal of constant consciousness of presence, a dam
Oh sisters and fathers, our mother is pregnant again with the folly of a human genome gnome.
Love on ice now, it's colder than ever here without your warm skin and bones, heartbeat of One
You ain't comin' back, it ain't the first time or the last time it happened, I just can't forget about
Your pretty face & hairstyle from Glamour magazine and the Sears catalogues long-gone wear
Matched but a beer short of a 12-pack, it was a cold one too, not warm panther leaks of beer!
I got fooled again but it won't ever happen next time, I know all the tricks of the witching time
Spells that I don't know and can't remember if I ever did know, older than poke salad, cool rhyme
Die game of #PutInTake, rolled all night long, not enough luck to win it all, the end's #RedRover
Mothers got it like this not like that, I know it all, #Triggered now, my finger's on it, it's all over!
by
r j j stephan, i
c. Samedhi, April 10th {#410} 2021 Anno Domini @ 07:07 AMPST
{ Jammed to a #GodFilledSoul #DevilsAndDust #GodFilledSoulNoMore @Bruce_Springsteen in a loop link @ https://youtu.be/cG8ZQkeZvzc & @Carlos_Santana & @Eric_Clapton in perpetuity #Supernatural link @ https://youtu.be/Ltq7lIi2SVI?list=PLD25E4B209215D296}
FINIS
#BurnIntoYourUnconsciousMemory
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