YOU'RE RIGHT TO SAY IT YET I DON'T BELIEVE 'IT'
All too common humanity coming apart at the seams, lettin' me become the iconic MRI mind design
Filling up all of the holes in the arguments I can discover in the lexicon, both on line & in a bibliotek
Writing may not have been inside of a cave wall but the meaning of the unknown is clearly apparent
Look up at night when the clouds don't interfere with your vision to see for miles and miles, godsent.
What in the bottom of the Earth's hot core are you positing, cro-magnon & neanderthal were #aliens
Disturbing to find out that there was no Adamic malfunction of the Will to Power or Eve's mortal sins
Compared to this & that of the normal, a day's frequency & wavelength of light & sound, now ending
End your surname with a vowel or a consonant will signify you're ancestry, the DNA gene pool O-ring.
Without history, I begin again but with the identical causes preceding the identical effects undercover
Never upset the apple cart, never pick the first apple, never admit your #FakeGuilt to a sheriff or her
Either way you lose since you just wanted to satisfy an ego like we all do, a Santa Barbara original sin
In regular or irregular beats of the heart, the ending is always the same, a cardiac arrests the attention.
Milkin' mother's breasts until the formula is reproduced by Nothing in Mother Nature other than DNA
Pure essence of nucleic acid freezing in the arteries and veins, up and down flow into & outta the heart
Red or purple as long as it's not black and blue, that is the healthy color of burning Love, stare at a Bay
When old sol sets, it's only our own movement on the ground that changes the vision, Sun's God's fart.
I am the only one that will die when it's time for me to end the cause & effect relation to waking sleep
In the dreams & out of the night's mares, I shuffled Harlem to Watts & up to Wenatchee forest's keep
Rode a pony ghost from camp to camp, unseen, fearless pioneer cowboys of a post revolution breath
Monkey's shining from gluteus maxiumus to the thin lips of disguised, tooth decay, not food at death.
Bury 'em deep in a hole, six feet or more under the grass and granite above, waiting for rain to dance
Allowing all living to see the ending before it's over, pay attention to the ritual, the holy roll reverence
For one who's all gone as well as acknowledging Blind Faith myths, a narrow gangway to the unknown
It's a fungible token, symbolic pointlessness to the DNA movin' into SuperNova mode, apes in a gown.
Bums & junkies grow from babies gone to school to learn ABC's & how to dissect arguments for Truth
History, geography, science, math give the awareness that you're not Food for the Agriculture's tooth
From microscopic understanding a blind faith overcomes it all with the personal fear of dying, forever
Happiness is rolling stones singing songs & other rolling stones joining in, such a cost of long, red hair.
Of pirates with long hair. they will move on to all of the seven seas because land lubbers, it can't move
Staying in the same spot because they either own it or were allotted it by the Organization of a groove
This made in vinyl, gold and platinum for the sake of the almighty dollar, $$ cash is king, queens know
All there is left is the record of the past, seen in the future by those in the present presence, just blow!
by
r j j stephan, i
c. Lundi, June 28th, 2021 A.D. @ 10:10 AMPST
{ Jammed while listenin' to @TheRollingStones link @ https://youtu.be/kfORcR2VSbc }
FINIS
W.W.A.R.D.?
All too common humanity coming apart at the seams, lettin' me become the iconic MRI mind design
Filling up all of the holes in the arguments I can discover in the lexicon, both on line & in a bibliotek
Writing may not have been inside of a cave wall but the meaning of the unknown is clearly apparent
Look up at night when the clouds don't interfere with your vision to see for miles and miles, godsent.
What in the bottom of the Earth's hot core are you positing, cro-magnon & neanderthal were #aliens
Disturbing to find out that there was no Adamic malfunction of the Will to Power or Eve's mortal sins
Compared to this & that of the normal, a day's frequency & wavelength of light & sound, now ending
End your surname with a vowel or a consonant will signify you're ancestry, the DNA gene pool O-ring.
Without history, I begin again but with the identical causes preceding the identical effects undercover
Never upset the apple cart, never pick the first apple, never admit your #FakeGuilt to a sheriff or her
Either way you lose since you just wanted to satisfy an ego like we all do, a Santa Barbara original sin
In regular or irregular beats of the heart, the ending is always the same, a cardiac arrests the attention.
Milkin' mother's breasts until the formula is reproduced by Nothing in Mother Nature other than DNA
Pure essence of nucleic acid freezing in the arteries and veins, up and down flow into & outta the heart
Red or purple as long as it's not black and blue, that is the healthy color of burning Love, stare at a Bay
When old sol sets, it's only our own movement on the ground that changes the vision, Sun's God's fart.
I am the only one that will die when it's time for me to end the cause & effect relation to waking sleep
In the dreams & out of the night's mares, I shuffled Harlem to Watts & up to Wenatchee forest's keep
Rode a pony ghost from camp to camp, unseen, fearless pioneer cowboys of a post revolution breath
Monkey's shining from gluteus maxiumus to the thin lips of disguised, tooth decay, not food at death.
Bury 'em deep in a hole, six feet or more under the grass and granite above, waiting for rain to dance
Allowing all living to see the ending before it's over, pay attention to the ritual, the holy roll reverence
For one who's all gone as well as acknowledging Blind Faith myths, a narrow gangway to the unknown
It's a fungible token, symbolic pointlessness to the DNA movin' into SuperNova mode, apes in a gown.
Bums & junkies grow from babies gone to school to learn ABC's & how to dissect arguments for Truth
History, geography, science, math give the awareness that you're not Food for the Agriculture's tooth
From microscopic understanding a blind faith overcomes it all with the personal fear of dying, forever
Happiness is rolling stones singing songs & other rolling stones joining in, such a cost of long, red hair.
Of pirates with long hair. they will move on to all of the seven seas because land lubbers, it can't move
Staying in the same spot because they either own it or were allotted it by the Organization of a groove
This made in vinyl, gold and platinum for the sake of the almighty dollar, $$ cash is king, queens know
All there is left is the record of the past, seen in the future by those in the present presence, just blow!
by
r j j stephan, i
c. Lundi, June 28th, 2021 A.D. @ 10:10 AMPST
{ Jammed while listenin' to @TheRollingStones link @ https://youtu.be/kfORcR2VSbc }
FINIS
W.W.A.R.D.?
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