WE CAME TO PLAY, IN THE VAN DOWN BY THE RIVER, DOOMED I SAY!
In Watts or Cabrini Green or any projects for the poor people of FDR & the money of Monopoly
All is well from the basement to the top penthouse where there is no elevator to ever, ever see
It's above the ground of being alive, way up there among the angelic G-clouds of It, Time's grime
Made out of the Void in the hands of nobody with hands at all, yet all there is? High street crime.
In through the third eye's overlord, me, myself and I, we are wavelength's synchronistic stroke
Undetectable to the weinerschnitzel and burger, protein of life to gas up the engine of smoke
With or without the mirrors that reflect an imaginary color from infrared to ultraviolet wave
I think about this, thoughts happen in me here and now, therefore, I think I'm the party's rave.
Pronouncing and advising in a dream state of somnambolistic joy, I'm better than the rest I guess
One must assume something in order to go from the present into the future, leaving a past pass
Apemen and the microscopic viral infections that kill them is the History of Civilization, a dragnet
For the nature of Being is a mysterious Truth, hidden by the forefathers', one bastard descendant.
Merging chemistry with physics yields an anthropomorphic ideal, gods' damn a man, Man's a god
Like it, displeased popes, ministers, nuns & spinsters, believe huge deluge is a great flood of blood
Everything was broken and dead, then it came back to life again through magical spells & herbs
Unknown, dark and unlit, deep within the Singularity, hidden vibe of Ma & Papa alive in suburbs.
Prizes before the End to enjoy from the inception, real time euphoria in nirvana, oh bring it on home
Oops & uh oh, slight error in the trajectory so we've a course deviation toward the end of ol' Rome
Greeks and Phoneticians had nothing on the Heshhashins and the National Socialist creme d'le crop
Peking to New York have the whole world in their hands, London, Paris, Amsterdam & Berlin pop.
A minstrel plays a tune, we hum along and soon before you knew it was even a thing, it's nothing
Nobody and nowhere special will be the gate to the twilight zone, enter without a third eye ring
Common and complex in the essence of the substance, without One atom, Hydrogen can't avoid
Ends of every living thing, Westside & Southside before we arrived, we'll all be a One again, void.
by
r j j stephan, i
c. Lundi, February 15th, 2021 Anno Domini @ 4:20 AMPST (10:04?)
{ #DroppedADime on the #ThirdEye #PinealGland & bled this rhyme out link @ https://youtu.be/xecukJDAPcw ON THE WAY to listen to #EastBay @TowerOfPower #HITS link @ https://youtu.be/trHaA_oMZTA?t=1 }
FINIS
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