MANIACAL LYIN' EYES, GOOGLE'S BLOODY MOB RULE, GLORY HOES
In a dense manner of speaking, coming from your first #GooGoo #GaGa is a sadistic period pad
As if Marquis de Sade was an actual human being raised by loving families of mom & our ol' dad
Come on man, come on people, come on woman, fact to fiction, every human being lied to me
That said, it was going to be OK, a fine situation allowed by an accidental godhead, Atlantis' sea.
Putting the cart in front of the four horsemen, the way to win, to touch the down both in & out
To win or to lose is the name of the game, happy to survive the threat to be beaten, twist & shot
In the glass and out of the mind of man, of woman's body & soul, I get high on love's 21 six guns
From a zygote to corpse, it's the journey that counts on my two hands, eight fingers, two thumbs.
Here's a mule to ride to the shore of the Dead Sea, 208 bones of each & every DNA sample corpse
Honey is sweet, the chit and the chat is required by everyone but me, I'm happy in silence, a force
Nailed before my last gasp for gas, eyes stuck wide open as if there's something to fear, dog God
Back & forth, sounds of words mean nothing when you're conceived, nothing post mortem, Dog.
King of Cool worked the rooms and then died alone in a death bed's silk quilts & balls of turkeys
Now and then, the groove gets the needle and a miracle mocks the past, always here & now then
When it's impossible to argue that any conclusion is the Truth without any doubt, do it anyways
Put the subjects and predicates in random order, deduce conclusions, induce premises into Zen.
Cut the birds nuts off so that they can't make any more of themselves, done to horse, pigs & cows
People too, they need their nuts removed literally since figuratively they've killed the pow wows
Nobody will ever see The End coming since it's such an awesome sight, self realization is the U.S.
Of the mice and humane beings who live & die, if you knew why, you'd be drop dead gorgeous!
Awaiting the penance to say words I understand as bowing down, genuflecting to a mondo dicks
Torn asunder, death's end after success living & saving wealth that can't buy the mob sex of tricks
Immortality is not in the cards of this world, it's a conceptual commitment to broken up promises
Loathing Truth, hoard of lying liars who know Mighty Nothingness, it's about mob rule, Menses!
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r j j stephan, i
c. BLOVEMBER XVIIth, MMXXI Anno Domini @ 6:66 AMPST
{ #DonateTimeMoneyLifeBlood { https://youtu.be/cjbgZwgdY7Q }until you perish the Word made flesh, this & that of the #Woke monkeys . . . drafted this mighty word salad while listenin' to the #MightyWhiteys @ArmstrongAndGetty on @kste650AM & when they can practive #Silence, listenin' to the fabulous synchopation of #ExtinctionIsImmanent link @ https://youtu.be/izOa3-AX8zQ }
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