SAME TIME, SAME STATION, PLANETARY HIDEOUT FROM THE NUGATORY
Watch your mouth if you're rich or poor because the really bad actors will tear you up quick
Just like a dirty look, can't stand a cross word from a mouth to the virgin ears of a dumb hick
Just an ignorant miscreant through no fault of one's own, it's the luck of the draw, die rolled
Snake eyes, seven or eleven won't matter the day after you're dead, no answers in the dead.
Moved in a movie with motion film passing by the eternal light, an electric wall of atomic Id
All around everywhere you can feel, see, hear even if everyone else is out of touch, I smell it
Two by fours of pine & oak, pounding 16 penny nails through, fire, smokin' dank gorilla glue
So far up to high heaven after a fire in the hole, chemicals of plastic melted, now got bat flu.
Put all of my chips in the kitty, I'm bettin' this is my last hand and I'm bound to win, y'all losers
Not because you want to be, it's an inheritance from random, smooth operations of players
Play on the stage with the actors moving as if they're characters who have intrinsic worth, No!
They do not & they cannot save eternal from it's destiny of victimhood, a creator's hot blow.
Man in the mirror is who I am, a full quiver of arrows and dead-eye target aim, Space's Time
Future and my entire contents of recollections from the past since my conception, for a rhyme
Change of zero to one & one and every Karen & Dick get a millennial life, a sound & black light
Love has something to do with it, being above or below #Woke dreamers too drunk to fight!
Eat, drink and be merry for tomorrow may be too late for you and for me, no trouble to see it
To know the Truth is to know nothing more than the rhythm and the beat of the rock and roll
It's a feel like you had when you were born, a strange but attractive noise of beats & twangs
In the Space at any moment in Time, the air will pick up what the vacuum will absorb in fangs.
Dominating the subordinates is natural and the defense is to elicit guilt in the winner's mind
Self worth and unworthy worshiping of witches and warlocks yields the malfunction signed
It's magic, it's the sound of the words, the vibration of the tone and the will, the intent to do
Anything and everything from pole to pole of this planet, nothing else to be makin' y'all blue!
Utters squeezed until the dead air left nothing to the imagination, cow's teats were dead, see
Nothing else but the thirst and hunger left to be dealt with, whether free or imprisoned to be
Fire will burn it to the ground, ashes will allow the Void to reassert it's essence, ad infinitum
Clowns and saints of the holy Creator's disaster we call, Life on Earth, all live & all die in scum.
by
r j j stephan, i
c. Friday, April 30th, 2021 Anno Domini @ 3:33 PMPST
{ Jammed out of the glue while listenin' to @KennyWayneShepherd 2019 #Rockplast link @ https://youtu.be/VsqCKPoAGHQ }
FINIS
W.W.A.R.D.?
#ricoSacto
Friday, April 30, 2021
#ROCKPLAST @kENNYwAYNEsHEPHERD & @mOTLEYcRUE IN THE NUGATORY @JoeDanMedia
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