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Sunday, January 10, 2021

#YouAreMyMoonShineTooSunshine #OneTenTwentyOne & then some... #LongWayToTheTop


COMPARED TO WHAT?  TED KNOWS THE WORDS!  ONE DREAM COMES TRUE
Fortune and freedom have little or nothing to do with the nature of the plants & human fizz
Walking above the burrows and flyin' above the hives, the creeps mix with a hero's sons' kiss
Among the many, One has absolutely no power, not the nature of beasts, strugglin' for survival
To avoid being in the #StruggleToSurvive you walk it home, drive it home, fly it in dams of Hehl.

Mongers who take the bacteria in and out of the mass of burning candles, all of 'em flamed-out
Wicks and wax created out of the stones' melted organs of the gods, invisible & without a peep
What in Hades are these molecules of atomic charm, produced out of volcanic Hawaiian doubt
Cons & pros pushin' the philosophy of Amnesia, a forgotten notion that's y'all are phuqin' asleep.

Insider territory, in my parents' basements, I had several being an orphan from a teenage hooker
It's nobody's fault, so don't blame me, I'm just a messenger, what happened to the wisdom tooth
Lady who raised me, Ma, Mother, Mommy, Mama who made all of my dreams Come, forsooth
Arguments for positions, settling on conclusions for reference and guidance of hominid behavior.

Awake and still walkin' in the dream that moves as if it's gonna last forever, which it cannot, Yoyo
Calm down when you realize the Truth, be kind to neighbors & strangers, all in the family too, bro
Monkeys, all hominids animated from conception to mortal disintegration, an idea emerges, Hole
Black or white, it doesn't matter to the rubber and plastic souls, my Singularity unshared, #GOAL!

Function of the calculus, reminds me to recollect the middle way of comprehending all the above
No flame will burn me out before I know the answer that I'll never repeat, for there are no words
Silence and an awareness of the nature of Nothing, the opposite of Everything we know & love
Pertaining to your and my presence to experience this Thing, itself, all we are, knives and swords.

by
r j j  stephan, i
c.  Dimanche, January 10th, 2021 Anno Domini @ 06:55 hours PST
{  Drafted in hunger, hold on, gotta eat . . . piece of cheese & cup of Jell-O & listenin' to @DarylsHouse #YouMakeMyDreamsCome . . . true...LOL's link @ https://youtu.be/lon655B9C90 }

FINIS
W.W.A.R.D.?

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