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AUNT DOLORES' ORANGE SKUNK BUD, IDIOT'S FLIES

You have no idea what pigs are snorting about because you're just a parrot of the dreary

If you had any idea exactly what the words you repeat as a mantra, an ad infinitum fairy

Magical dreams manifest & while wide awake get dragged into the mix, kissin' the boot

Of mice and men and the other vermin who feed the seven seas' fauna, a loom of fruit.

What I am is weary of listening to the woes of you all, the unfortunate and terminally ill

Here's a hot tip for the beggars and bums who are in doubt of their own being imbecilic

From Jersey to California, things move until they fix in a place's hole, Being's holy picture

Opining on this natural selection of the beast within, noise from a Big Bang's all for sure.

No way for the flies to get away, even if they landed on the wall, they were flyswattered

Watched so many flies die I decided to examine their origin & found maggots in a shed

Some alive and moving, others transforming into the buzzing, winged ones, eyes seeing the lights

Reality isn't just what humanity believes is true or false, It Is What It Is, all too human terrabytes.

Function of Dolores is to analyze and evaluate the data, it is done, it's over now, sum of all Fears

Everything to be afraid of will, it's all to die for in the end, species' extinction in immanent tears

Boring and in denial of nullification of the water turning into the whine of mothers & old sisters

All of that alpha & omega yin & yang comin' out of nowhere, hidden in caves' dark, holy clusters.

Noise is clearing the way for you to shred your axe's steel strings, like they were boiled noodles

In a bowl or a plate, when you're hungry you'll eat a pig, a goat or a snake, a cow or toy poodle

Please and thank you, sit around on the green circle and I'll teach you from the center of no time

Space from ceiling to floor, inside of the four walls, white room or black cave, It stops on a dime.

You grew up and smoked the weeds and grass of home and away games, cheater philosophy too

Of the reason that allows a beast to regard death as more than food, an end of you, bein' a fool

Freedom and Liberty just like Slavery, illusions of the poor babies who got programmed by an Id

Older than the eldest human alive, why we can't be friends while in The Void, it's Superego shyte.

This random arrangement of your origin and destination will haunt you until you commit yourself

To the flashing lights you saw the day you were born, day or night, out of the womb's room, mate

From the first inkling of a self's realization of what's goin' on here & now to the end's moot point

Monkeys spoke & reasoned like Plato & Aristotle, popes & presidents agreed, roll a nice big joint.

Desert honey and lotus blossoms are all there is left of the Utopia the gods used to love so much

Abandoned the human race for stone-blind matter of Mars, Venus & Saturn, Space of my lit push

Knowledge and Wisdom's power to achieve immortality is full of the funk of UFO's & their aliens

Left over some unnatural forms of things that only non-random thought could create mortal sins.

Therefore, if there's a creator of the Earth & the fauna of you & I, it's the creator's obligational

Broken promise to make it perfect to achieve perpetual happiness, above, so below paradoxical

Or was it all a load of wasted days & wasted nights, makin' it simple, life's but a load of manure

We're all comin' & goin' punchin' dead fruit fly shyte, smokin' pile of wasted time, fiesta's cure!

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r j j  stephan, i

c.  BLOVEMBER XXIIIrd, MMXXI Anno Domini @ 06:00 AMPST, Happy Mardi Gras every day!

{ Blitzed out of my cabasa this AM while listenin' to @WARtheBand #WhyCantWeBeFriends CD on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/5jnZMW8C6wA }

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