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Sunday, August 02, 2020

#MirandaRights & #RedPhilosopherStone @CarlosSANTANA @CHICAGOTheBand @RunawayJune


WISDOM’S GARNET STONER *
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It’s all about the red shift, the blue shift and the blown atoms of gravitational collapse on us
We all above the ground care about staying alive, surviving in the midst of turmoil’s matrix
Upon the groundwork of the base, the foundation for the fantastic and God’s magic laser bus
With or without you, I’m goin’ where I need to go to get the candy store to get a C6H12O2 fix.

Spices of salt and pepper can’t make the taste of the Void sweeter or more sour than gruel
You and I know the thing, that thing that you can’t say or write down with words, it’s cruel
To be or not to be when you still are thinking about the facts before your very senses of Id
As if the Ego or Super Ego have any standing at all, mythological excuses for being the kid.

One who comes from nothing but an egg and a small flagellating germ of God, Life itself, me
Well now we have it, pretending not to be a pretender as if that causes Truth to mutate, Free
No liberty when you gotta go when you gotta go, that’s not freedom, It’s illusory Time blows
Given to the things themselves because of the sweet luck given to random Karens & Romeos.

Tick tock on the clock makes the mouse run into the DNA of the human genome, Mickey slips
It’s a mouse because it creeps into the mind from the stomach’s metabolizing freaky two lips
Comatose upon arrival yet ready for the bones to roll the rocks against the wall for the Craps
I don’t know where my mother and father went but they’re gone, I’m still here for back slaps.

Last words of the final statement from the Word unsaid, unstated, unwrote, unthought blows
Printed, written, scratched on rocks & dirt, burned out aster ash, live and die, below as above
News of the old and baseless, frumpy mess of the social matrix left it over from odd maestros
Coming inside of the holy sepulcher, tabernacle of absolute zero, sacred, absolute, One love.

by
r j j stephan, i
c. Sunday, August 2nd, 1956 A.D. my 1st brother’s birthday, @AllenRobertStephan R.I.P. baby! Drafted while listenin’ to Carlos Santana #LIVEatMONTREUX my brother from another #Mamacita #Europa & #SambaPaTi on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/JAsfAuvFvh8 *header is my #PhilosopherStone }
FINIS
W.W.A.R.D.?

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