ADRENOCHROME CREATURES, YUP
Who made God? Adrenochrome is correct, it’s all a divine comedy of tears’ hunger scheme
Sometimes the genome forgets about the nature of Reality and transitory solo existence son
Food to feed the hunger for Life, Liberty and the Pursuit of Happiness, an American dream
One for all and all for One, except that’s just a motto, not reality, it’s really, Many for a One.
Not only a seventh son of the original Big Bang surviving on one of the many planetary dots
Unseen by anyone with eyes, unknown by anyone with human brains, a UFO intrigue for tots
Stroking the hardest rock, playing it as loud as possible on steel string guitars’ wah-wah hive
You know nothing, something that’s just fine but it won’t help, you ain’t the fittest to survive.
Specially made, kept in a vintage vault, hermetically sealed cavern, beneath Pacific Stone sun
Twixt the roses and the rocks of golden ore from the rivers of silver blood, Mamasita amigas
She was here before me and she’ll be here, dissolved into empty essence, faux holy simulation
Content is the matter and the shape is the form, once at One becomes the thing itself, it’s me!
Think, growin’ rich in ignorance available to every thought without any rationality’s schtick
Party started long ago, prior to the seventy years I’ve cruised in the womb of mother’s blues
Mine and yours were no test-tube, born in the garden of Eden, like the story said, Click Click
Enter a beginning, once upon a time, even if nothing similar ever occurred to us, me or yous.
Seeing inside the form into the middle of the spirit and soul, form makes no difference & then
Shaped and modified by the culture of ignorance and inherited DNA malfunction, onto Zazen
There’s only one way, one way to be in a game’s Love, Good, Bad or Blue in a sacred, high sky
Miracle that conception mitosis evolved from a Big Bang theory, only One for me, but Why, I.
Instant perfection, clear light and dead air, emptiness brings a raven’s tweet, nevermore bird
Depressed mind is not an option for divine beings occupying bad smell cities of a sloe-gin fizz
Marked on the back of the neck by the medulla oblongota and highlighted in RED, #WhatItIs
Relief from genies in bottles pecking upon your sanity, compilation of confusion, the WORD!
Got something to say about this, that and everything else that nobody gives an exertion about
It’s all academic now, fools following a fall in love and out of the same, fools’ twists & shouts
Calling out loud to the girl I love, Adrenochrome enough to be immortality’s, twitter tweet
Maximize the frequency of asking Why you can’t find a reason, annihilate god’s dams & chit!
by
r j j stephan, i
c. Samedhi, ROCKTOBER 17TH, 2020 A.D. @ 11:11 AMPST
{ Rocked this out while jammin’ to Daryl Hall Live From Daryl's House CeeLo Green #PartyOverHere on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/GoXxdObGKuI }
FINIS
W.W.A.R.D?
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