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Friday, July 23, 2021

#FireStarterHomelessGerkoffs #LawsBrokePeopleMindBroke #RoadToPerdition #HomelessHomers



#REDSTONE, SLIPPED A MICKEY TO ME, THE KID'S STONE EXISTS TO WHINE
I will rock you inside of the atomic unit you think is you, what the pope did
Symptoms of the unknown misrepresent the sirens waking up the tented
In squalor underneath freeways, next to railroad tracks, fool philosophers
Spend the time you have here and now with a point in the hot air, a curse.

What it is exactly is that when your bones break, you're finished, it is done
There's no above or below this Space all around the planet, nothing's close
Planets, the sun & other stars & galaxies full of systems, Giants & Dwarves
Bring on the fiercest warriors of mankind from the history, livin' Cherokee.

You examine & analyze the words about people, places & things for kicks
Then with that conclusive data deduced, you animate your atrophied licks
On your guard for the Guardians who used to be the indians, SWAGs blue
For a new team, all new logos will sell millions of $$ of merchandise too.

Chief Yahoo cannot be on your mind any longer, teach children to be dead
There's no other choice, it could be worse, one never knows leather & lace
Molded into a form of matter intended to be an adaption to empty Space
Vaccinate your brain, your mind & die eventually 'fore we're one hundred.

To atone when you're at one with yourself is pointless, the self is all of it
No more nor less than everything in the cosmos is under One's control fit
Public and private makes no distinction between first come or first serve
At the end of the line, broke nest egg aborted the zygote & Rosie's nerve!

SEAGULLS crash in your face when you're in an amusement adventureland
Smackin' the freaks in the mouth and swellin' their lips to look like a clown
Winding the gist of the story up, a long story short, wish I was in Dixieland
Where the southern comfort comes in magic lamp bottles, a gettin' down.

Miserable excuse for living long lives is no excuse at all, it's a divine reward
For being a good creation but one that had no choice but to be a naturalist
It's either here on this planet's surface, underwater in the mud or hot gas
Helium & Hydrogen beginning the sons of bitches, all of us, daughters too.

News is old before you know it and then there's more news getting old
From smart to idiotic, the whole  humanity seeks refuge of a scoundrel
Apes and the humans who came out of nowhere from somebody's wife
A given premise is that everyone who breaks any law gets prison for life.

Knowing the law will not prevent it's being broken, bad humans run creed
Challenge to a duel, a gunfight, a mano a mano, bring it on home, let's ride
After you lose, your silence will shout "Word," philosopher's stone, I lied
Candy & fake whining will bring you a pig in a poke & the need to speed.

by
r j j  stephan, i
c.  Vendredi, July 23rd, 2021 Anno Domini @ 3:33 PMPST
{ Drafted while listenin' to: "The Five Root Races of Mankind" By Rudolf Steiner link @  https://youtu.be/uZ6ygwavlHY }
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