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Saturday, May 29, 2021

#KissMyDNA #AintThatSomethin'? #Zorro #Homer #Bart #YoMama #TheStylistics


ABSOLUTE LIBERTY DEPENDS CENTER OF A ZORRO* ZERO
Just 'cause you think you're a pretty puss, don't mean you're so smart, you gnome
It takes a full grasp of rationality & irrationality to become just way too top shelf
Thinking apes sittin' around a campfire near the lakes and caves, oh sweet home
Talkin' Alabama up to Northern California on down south to Baja into a void gulf.

Awaken from the dream and stare at the moonshining in your window, see light
Reflection of the leftover sunlight from our star, the sun itself boundin' back to us
Over 360 thousand miles back and forth to the moon from Earth, more or less is
All you need to know, we make matter itself travel at the speed of sound, we fight.

To be or not to be the man or the woman descended out of the muck and mire tea
Some mythological record of nobody's recollection, presence at the original cosine
An @Apple in the cloud for a data dump, you're an android in the @Parlor liberty
Killed critters & plants after raising them from egg & seed, takes God's eye to see.

Think about saving yourself from rigor mortis, think that blind faith is the way to go
That's just fine to see the light and get blinded, the boss knows, the minions know
From Earth way down below where my feet rest upon a cement slab's Persian rugs
Iraq or Iran on a magic carpet ride over the sea to the land of the free, smokin' nugs.

You don't know like I know or maybe you do know more than I know, in and out or go
Jump into the lake or off of the cliff and either swim or fly, either way you're gonna die
Breathing and thinking that you exist will cease, memory of consciousness will go dry
Left over for a feline's historical record, buried in dirt, look away, baby look away, blow.

Freak of nature from the gene pool just beyond the horizon, cannot get some cornpone
You from the wrong coast if you're from the heartland of a continent of fool's fake bone
Get the job & then figure it out later, who is the congenital liar, after all's said, it is done
Produce the junkies and bums, produce the townsquare criers who protest it all, so fun.

by
r j j  stephan, i  { #zorro }
c.  Saturday, May 29th, 2021 A.D. @ 4:44 AMPST
{ Drafted while listenin' to @SteelyDan #PretzelLogic https://youtu.be/S643jMNqY2U }
FINIS
W.W.A.R.D.?

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