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BURNED, CHURNED BONES WHO TAUGHT GREEK & LATIN
Y'all!  All priests & parents are gonna die when it's time, nobody's choice, that's it!
Why you do what you do when you do it is because you have good timing to roll
The rock that animates the whole shebang's genome is substantial but what is It
One narrow way of contemplating the nature of being, a middle road of The Way.

Go to the place in Space & Time where & when you were conceived, a fertile blowjob
If & only if you don't want to go there it will be impossible to find the gist of this tryst
Monkeys evolved from One amoeba just as magic words and wands do, hearts persist
Beating the protoplasm of red giants or a white dwarf becoming One singularity, Bob.

Heralding Harold and Maude as the only way to fly, young man & wise, old woman
From Watts or the Bronx they come up like flies on the wall & die to become a virgin
To be or not to be the mother of One god or any divine creation et al, of an evil genius
Here's the gist of the tryst, the stars & our sun are One and the same, pigs in a fuss.

Over who will be first to the trough of the master, the keeper of the food and waterin'
Creator of the medication for the minions addicted to the Kool-aid pills they be poppin'
With or without you, this and that is going to happen, witness a testimony of La-Bron
Gods won't lie or will they, they're not human, they don't exist, they're dead & gone.

Here's a big but, that is the only way to fly, thinkin' that any minute, you're gonna die
Even if you live to be a hundred and fifty two, we're all gonna go to the high wall & fly
Out of this universe for certain, where the cats, dogs & all forms of DNA cytopazphuq
It takes two sometimes but in the beginning, there was One mitotic division of muck.

Sisters of Mercy and Charity gave me the Faith and Hope that humans aren't all alone
Here and now, then and there in the past and in the near and distant future of BoneS
From sea to shining sea, all seven continents dry of evaporating H2O, 80% you & me
20% soul left over for a revolutionary dust ball, middle of nowhere, phqn honeybee!

by
r j j  stephan, i
c.  Samedhi, June 19th, 2021 Anno Domini @ 4:44 AMPST
{ Drafted in SILENCIO! }
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