#SHOTS?
CARAVAN INFINITY'S DESTINATION, MIDDLE OF NOWHERE'S GODS OF THE VOID
Looking outside of your body's bones and your neighbors' caves & encampments of a junky
Where the junk is actually manufactured and allowed by the powers that be you, that be me
Monkeys should not be allowed to govern the apedom yet here we are, a product of shines
Monks are close to the monkeys and with or without them, we'll live and die by signal signs.
Been up and down the road with the tents and lean-to V's where the homeless slept & shat
Before the flood of the railroad tracks, the fire department snorkled it all down for backhoes
Then there was light along the watchtower again, no more rats and roaches to crawl out/in
But where they went as they scattered away with bags & backpacks full of mementos of sin.
The mortal and the venial and the original allow nobody any gracious indulgence to be free
No liberty for the citizens of any twenty first set of a hundred years after God got killed, see
Easy as hell to find & then believe & then know the Truth about the nature of all COVid shots
All too human, a woman makes more incubate and become what you see, it's what you gots!
In this left over industrial disease history of civilization, opened wide waiting for the force feed
Milk and water, pablum of grain and fruit to open the way to a Jackpot of pleasure & pain seed
All you get for the trip you've undertaken from one conception through Deception's divine form
Ending bitter yet inevitable, you may have been deceived for decades but it ends, it don't matter.
Stay with me here and now, the cosmos is empty without all of us, teach the children to be aware
Of mice & humans, Nothingness runs the holes & the holy, it's an ancient game of love over here
In the middle of nowhere, misfortune are after effects of this accidental purpose, to live & let go
After last breaths of LIFE suck into our lungs, last gasp, eyes bulge, lips agape, #GoWithTheFlow!
by
r j j stephan, i
c. July 21st, 2021 Anno Domini @ 4:44 AMPST
Looking outside of your body's bones and your neighbors' caves & encampments of a junky
Where the junk is actually manufactured and allowed by the powers that be you, that be me
Monkeys should not be allowed to govern the apedom yet here we are, a product of shines
Monks are close to the monkeys and with or without them, we'll live and die by signal signs.
Been up and down the road with the tents and lean-to V's where the homeless slept & shat
Before the flood of the railroad tracks, the fire department snorkled it all down for backhoes
Then there was light along the watchtower again, no more rats and roaches to crawl out/in
But where they went as they scattered away with bags & backpacks full of mementos of sin.
The mortal and the venial and the original allow nobody any gracious indulgence to be free
No liberty for the citizens of any twenty first set of a hundred years after God got killed, see
Easy as hell to find & then believe & then know the Truth about the nature of all COVid shots
All too human, a woman makes more incubate and become what you see, it's what you gots!
In this left over industrial disease history of civilization, opened wide waiting for the force feed
Milk and water, pablum of grain and fruit to open the way to a Jackpot of pleasure & pain seed
All you get for the trip you've undertaken from one conception through Deception's divine form
Ending bitter yet inevitable, you may have been deceived for decades but it ends, it don't matter.
Stay with me here and now, the cosmos is empty without all of us, teach the children to be aware
Of mice & humans, Nothingness runs the holes & the holy, it's an ancient game of love over here
In the middle of nowhere, misfortune are after effects of this accidental purpose, to live & let go
After last breaths of LIFE suck into our lungs, last gasp, eyes bulge, lips agape, #GoWithTheFlow!
by
r j j stephan, i
c. July 21st, 2021 Anno Domini @ 4:44 AMPST
( #HappyFortySeven #47 @JimiBSteppin #2son, OM 7/21/1974 }
{ Drafted on James' 47th birthday, today in 1974, I was fighting for your freedom in South Korea for a year in the Air Force so you could be born & raised in #CHICAGO KINship & while listenin' to @CarlosSantana #Caravanserai on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/QS67o4npBuE }
F I N I S
W.W.A.R.D.?
#HadThisCakeAndAteItToo
<3
{ Drafted on James' 47th birthday, today in 1974, I was fighting for your freedom in South Korea for a year in the Air Force so you could be born & raised in #CHICAGO KINship & while listenin' to @CarlosSantana #Caravanserai on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/QS67o4npBuE }
F I N I S
W.W.A.R.D.?
<3
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