P H I L O S O P H I A

Tuesday, June 26, 2018

FOR THE LOVE OF ZEUS, JESUS CHRIST & HOLY BUDDAH GHOSTS

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She was sent from the dad I never knew, he put half of me in a test tube and here’s what’s left

Ultraviolet Oldsmobile from the heart n’ soul that spawned me, sound system to die for, Def

My brothers and sisters, this is not a dream, this is reality, everything’s sense, micro and mac

DNA in cellular pontoons motorboatin’ in One temporal matrix, in the open, jump back Jack.

Chips off of the block in the city that housed the accidents of nature, an analyzed conception

From the A to the Z and permutations between the two, just before the Big Bang of the One

Miracle or causes of a natural beach above the liquid side effect of divine tears from heaven

Cotton pick and corn pick, strawberry and cherry pick, 1st pick, 1st round, back to the Sun.

Revolve, orbit, wobble, follow the Way of angular singularity, black hole of an atomic genome

Not a lick of sense or a sip of water where there is nothing but the dead and gone, man drone

On the way to the place in space where the beginning meets the end ad infinitum, maybe not

Maybe it’s just a matter of blind faith in the unbelievable, unnatural, supernatural god robot.

Praying you’re right because if you’re wrong and I’m right, then woe betide you, ready to rock

If you ain’t prepared like Boy Scouts of America, you will cave under the pressure of nomads

They come out of nowhere because they are the production of zero-IQ, a drone to be, human

No free will and not responsible for the actions required without question, just Be A Man!

Completely without any burning hydrogen, oxygen, the water on Earth evaporates in Space

Time simply, a movement of bodies from one space to another, #ticktock of imaginary pace

Gone to class, learned the language, the culture of the living, God’s like, drivin’ pickup trucks

Out of mind’s inner thoughts of the impeccable things, we’re there in graves, buried, it sucks!

No leg to stand on anymore, cell phones don’t hold water, specious as an empty SIM card

Number one, to be fair, you’re an imperfect, incomplete organic accident of nature, sinner fall

Assuming that’s true then anything goes, Earth’s elliptical movement is divinity’s DNA retard

In and of itself, continuity of life’s a necessary condition, get in my purple car now, that’s All.

r j j stephan, I

c. June 26, 2018 @ 9:11 AM PST

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