SHADOWS IN MY HOLY DARKNESS
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It could never be worse than it is when I find nothing at the bottom of Earth’s rabbit hole city
Nothing to see or hear or feel down here, no water or radioactive light’s invisible superfluity
Pertaining to the health of the body and the soul and whatever else you call it, God in a dam.
Perfectly grim and in the pedantic mode of being holier than thou, it’s true, I am what I am.
Not holier than you but perfectly grim I am and that seems to make me holier, sublime stuff
I am on my own in the darkness and although I sing and cry out loud, it’s silence is quite def
In a million years or in just a few centuries, the world’s living, being plans and animal sins
Will all be dead, probably the species will be extinct for the rookie seasons’ mass extinctions.
End of days, world remains in revolutionary mode, church, mosque, synagogue weekends
Never mine or yours, all of this here in front of your eyes and under your feet are loose ends
What you and I may get fortunate enough to do, filing our last wills and testaments to Life
Giving our possessions away, today because these dreams were never ours in the first place.
Off the road and into a marsh area where the evil lives fear to go because they’ll dye it there
Evil fears death just like the Good and the Beautiful, there is a reason for that, no biggy scare
Nothing left after the last breath, no scars or debts to repay without the bodiless, low prices
What that was when you called it the soul, was the activity of the body, a neurosis psychosis.
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r j j stephan, i #BLACKoperationsCorporation #CharcoalOps
c. May 15, 2019 A.D. @ 8:11 PM PST
{ drafted while listenin’ to Daryl's House Club Diane Birch & Daryl Hall jammin’ with the house band on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/1XORRk8rGes }
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