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MOTHERS INVENTING PROPELLANTS, TIME'S & SPACE'S BLOWN BLISS
Conclusions regarding the origin of the heavens, of the universal Oneness of the gods' dirty balls
Each planet is a compound of the dirty balls of the burning star of gas, it's a Sun, my son of falls
You can't obey the rules and you can't create the rules, neither is the Way of the Middle Paths
From your conception to your demise, it is all of it for you, Nothing helps you after death, cats!

Baffling herb mixtures to eat and drink, sucking the herbs of a naked women's skin & baby backs
Secrets I cannot divulge since indeed, words mean something more than a sound, it's magic wax
Covering the rocks and the silk on the rocks that roll messages to the allies, hiding from the High
Here is the cryptography of the Greeks and Romans, ciphers now used by CIA or KGB, spy vs spy.

I've got the post war battles moving the souls in and out of the matrix, killin' the words of Girls
Knowledge and Wisdom in the alchemic anals leave power to the chosen by the club of pearls
Rubies and saphires do no justice to the emeralds and diamonds, leftover starstuff from the Sun
Unmoved yet moving in the mind's eye, as if dreaming and asleep without a conscious mind, son.

I am what I am, I can't stand any more or less, it is what it is, my alchemical collection, my trophy
Philosophers and scientists from hundreds of years of guessing with logic and reason, to be free
Liberty from the slavery of the masters with whips and power to withhold food and H2O for me
I will come back here without a body, only my mindful memory of you & yours, I'm what will be.

After or before the Big Bang is One and the same thing itself, all of it, divine matter, power of 1
Zooming from the food to the elimination, disregarding the nasty and dirty for the oneness' fun
To be or not to be a human being is the Way but it's not the representation of divinity's reality
I am, we all are here & now, believe me, this is it, Life's no mystery, an alchemist's  apostrophe.

Repeat this ad infinitum, a complication of ruling the herd of mean and nasty humanity, forever
Neverneverland completed right here and now, ignorance is the only way to survive, it's terminal
If you cannot confirm you're self worth with the thoughts of deadmen in volumes of ink scribble
Death brings both the food you eat and your own chemistry and physics inside a rock & a roller.

Apes mocking the men and women, from the jungle of green to concrete, forged into a schism
A hoax of empty Space in the skies & outside of the atmospheric weight of gravity's catechism
I bought things & sold them, I used and abused them all until they wore me out, I'll be around
In circles, inside of a rubik cube of finite twists & turns to get a six-sided cube, earthly bound.

Perfect day, end of May comin' deep into the year, all at one, all alone, she walked away, High
Dry as a bone but expectations have exceeded the dream's outcome, sweatin' cold necks all tall
Monkeys know what to do with the thirst and hunger, drink and eat what's yours, what's theirs
Fullbacks and quarterbacks turnin' into hunchbacks of Notre Dame and the other ladies of Call.

Pro and con conversion of ignorance to wisdom's power, A-list of things you can't do cuz, it's over
No more lights at the end of tunnels, no more hopes or dreams to deceive the innocent red rover
Balls above & below this alcoholic smoke, smile & be happy 'cause it's better than mean & nasty
It's over when it's over on the stage or backstage, blank pages, one thing left to say, oh so tasty!

Here and now is my best, best shots of whiskey and you here next to me, makin' the honey, baby
Funk of the sdust in this trip collected right here and now, for your edification, hound dog pablum
Finish you're whole plate of dinner, there's no free lunches tomorrow, it's gonna be a long night
Takin' you for a ride in your short skirt & cowboy boots, down to the river, swarmed roe stream.

Alley cats came out of the cans of trash, bands of brothers and sisters, all the ousiders & fighters
Who know that a struggle to survive is what it's all about, no free lunch for older Tommy gunners
Fathers gave the business to the mothers of invention and this is what we get, it is all of the rage
Shut up about what to do with my life, do your artistic thing & die, IRL's real world, a dead page.

by
r j j  stephan, i
c.  Jeudi, March 4th, 2021 A.D.
{ Jammed happening listenin' to @AllanKaprow #HowToMakeAHappening (1968) link @ https://youtu.be/qvDUNefAmAQ & @TheSupremes #TheHappening link @ https://youtu.be/Z4IFtxQfLWg }

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