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Saturday, July 10, 2021

#CreamRisesToTheTop #CreamingDreamingScheming #WOKE #SQWAT #MansGodsHaveRisenAgain

LOOK, IT'S NOT UP TO ME OR YOU BUT WHO IN GOD'S NAME IS PROVIDENCE?
Pressured league or two undersea, below the above where gas can be pretend to be fake nirvana
Got hardly an alternative, under L.A.'s constant pressure to live & die in peace pipe smoke's Canna
System was written in stone before the first note was beaten or blown or twanged skin and steel
Brown paper bag with an open container, I smuggled it in to be drunk in a minute, it's so unreal!

Someone spiked the punch with an hallucinogenic particle or two that invaded my genome's DNA
For the sake of warning the innocent yet completely responsible for their actions, beware of dogs
Real and imaginary, both snarl inside of your mind's eye & enter your conscious mind's plethora
Mercy and guilty pleasure will put you deep, six feet under workin' retiree of the dream, it's Ra!

In the sweet by and bye wherever that may be, outside of the lyrics of the song, it's in the beats
Where angels fear to go with or without you and I, Zeus to Zoroaster', Osiris' and Isis' motorboats
All for One thing only, keeping company with the humanity that evolved out of slime molds' oats
From a lead preposition, it follows that everything else is the effect of that first cause, that word.

Therefore, I deduce the conclusion which follows from the great and the dead, no credit due me
That is, of the men and women who have not been born of mankind, ancestral lineage of the free
All of those alive and dead as well as those unconceived, all heads will roll on the one sun's son
Just because it had to be that way, pain, suffering, pleasure and the joyful moments of abandon.

Apple tree was what the legend used for the symbol of wisdom, knowledge & goodness' evil
Trouble in paradise cause this fall to the bottom of the pit with the insect & diamondback kill
Songs sung before cowboy acts & one finale, unknown unmasked, dream fiction exposed fun
Made them all up right there on Providence's spot, punch line-jokes killed one, a seventh son.

by
r j j  stephan, i
c.  Saturday, July Xth, MMXXI Anno Domini @ 10:10 AMPST
{ Kicked out of the #Void while listenin' to @Jim_Croce #HisGreatestSongs on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/T7Wm0X3ia8g }
FINIS
W.W.A.R.D.?


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