P H I L O S O P H I A: #CosmicCreek #CountItOff

Sunday, August 19, 2018

If you want the Truth then you better be able to handle the Truth or else you’ll go insane

Only you can predict the way you’d react to the Facts of Life your daddy never divulged

Not even your mama called her father ‘daddy’ but there you go again, causin’ word pain

Because you are not free to accent your language expression when on a fecal, oral deluge.

Your early training in public manners was to learn to stay out of public in my coolsville

Where nobody else ever goes because it’s all in your skull, in the silent pane windowsill

Without a reflection nor transparency, just a frosted mess of ferocious, cellular rocking

Not the music rock but the lava rock from the belly of the Earthly core, golden sulfuring.

Now first things first, what is more important, #Freedom or #ObedienceToTheOverlord?

Think about it for a moment, there’s need to rush to judgement, like I’m the enemy, ha ha

You just DO NO shoot the messenger because you cannot comprehend the message’s chord

Which is the Way and Means to know the reason for Life in general as well as your ‘Mama.”

Speaking and understanding the speech of the speaker as a listener is a sacrosanct code of Ur

Engaged in the effort to become enlightened in darkness, mind unveils delusions of grandeur

Finding nothing but air all around the Earth but nothing at all anywhere else, drop a dime

Means something or nothing, depending on an acceptance of #BlindFaith and the #Sublime.

Micro-aggression with the lifting of the small pinky to move the unmoved mover to doubt

That the world leaves you alone even if you inject the venom into the situational ethics’ pout

You always know that doing the right thing as soon as you can will never go wrong, unless...

You challenge a #GAM (GrownAssMan) who says he ain’t a boy and boom, you’re Brightness.

Yet you are not the snake behind their eyes, their demon has no effect on my own Way of Tao

Attempting to break my stride while in quest of the Nirvana which presents itself to say Ciao

Incomplete mission without the use of reason or force as backup, awakened in a twilight zone

A Void, empty place in space appears to be all Divine scene projections upon a retinal bone.

r j j stephan, i { written for all illegal immigrants who want sympathy from #LosDiablos }

c. August 18, 2018 @ 12:12 PM PST

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