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IT'S OVER, RIGHT?  #TheThrillsGone #WasNotThereInTheFirstPlaceYall

LOST MY SHOES & FOUND THEM, LET'S RIDE,  BLOW ME & YOU?
Playin' with the players success & failure, I won all the pots, believed games from occult A's to Z's
Nobody got over on a master of the chips, inherited all of them from the divine sky, hoopin' balls
Monkeys performing miracles for the minions who look and look at each other but why monkeys?
Ain't nothing else for man & woman, Adam, Eve, you or me, party-brain surviving an Earth Falls.

In the end, after the dance, you've got to give it all up, ready for a midnight snack and hit the sack
Wake up every single AM & do it again, ad infinitum or at least until the Ending, last gasp of black
Nothing is the color of everything, as black as nigh and as white as a lilly flower in bloom, I was
Not any more, the engine is getting high mileage and is being worn into the empty cosmic dust.

Pretend you are blind and deaf for a moment, can't see this or that, hearing dead air in a buzzin'
Looks like the Truth is much stranger than the fiction of my brothers' & sisters' minds high ceiling
Man or woman on Earth both #GetDown, animal or plant DNA is nowhere but right here to play
Shouting it loud or not speaking at all 'cause it's your free choice to remain mute, no say, no say.

In the party you have fun and then leave it all behind or you are shocked into a stupor for eternity
Shouting into the microphone is useless since there's no transmission, the dream's just all over it
It begins in a vacuum and ends in a vacuum, break your head, your mind is not all there, you see?
Utter devastation comin' here my friends, ready and get set, you're gonna lose your touch of chit!

Now and then, the trip stops for a moment in Time, peruse it in slow motion's cool, freeze frame
Some of the business is good and some is bad but the bottom line is it's either profit or lost Fame
Remembered after you die, your body gets nothing and your mind is all gone, leftover rockin' Roll
Rockin' the whole shebang with our 208 bones, head to tip toe, ready, get set & go, want a blow?

It's said, it's thought, it's done & that's all there is to it, looking further's wasted time & idolatry
Passed down from the brothers and fathers who are all dead now, they thought they'd live again
Reincarnated legends and spontaneous combustion formulations of vibration, fake solar imagery
Compared to me, you're the giants left in dust itself, believe in our ancestors left over suggestion.

That you are here and now, you believe is important because you, as a life form of a happy hole
Continuing the life that appears to have slowed down eternity and immortal play of God's blind
Minerals and atomic waste combined and here we are, close encounters of infinite, kinder soul
Here to be a ghost in golden bones, terrified & horrified of One sin, being nothing, Eureka's Find!
by
r j j  stephan, i
c.  Mercredi, March XXXIst, MMXXI Anno Domini
{ Felt around for my shoes & jammed this piece out listenin' @EricClapton @BBKIng & blue monsters  link @ https://youtu.be/G6Cv6DyB6lA }
FINIS
W.W.A.R.D.?