#GotNoDejaVous #BeingInTimeOnenessInMultiplicity & #NeverNeverland #HereTodayGoneTomorrow #NoOffense #Paradox #DieAlive #HighHopes @Springsteen @David_Gilmore

HAPPY EASTER ALA ISLE TO 7TH ZEN-SONS, EVE'S ADAM'S NO FUN

It's a tradition passed on from the campfires that burnt the wild weed seeds to flirt

Fell out of the black and blue to be buried into the red, white & the Blues sand & dirt

Justifying dancing when there's no party, no partner but there's a beat about a hole

Surrendering to ONE, a wholeness of the oceanic motion, stirred well an empty soul.

Over the rainbow isn't as far as you might think, it's a refraction of sunlight as you see

Pattern of discovering that there's more to reality than meets a 3rd eye's portal entry

I might die tonight but if you lie to me, I'll never know the facts, factoid life of a feed

The attention which is fluid, on a scale of 1 to 10, 1 being most fluid, I am a 1/2 breed.

1/2 bred attention to the reality before us all forces my hand to discriminate vs fools

Although it's no fault of any fool that they falsely reason to inevitable, conclusive rules

Commanding deity of this here & that there leading edge of a cube's incomprehensable buzz

Mundane Monday, it just can't be trusted, fine wave-infused in pecky cedar's fine gold dust.

You get me straight and you got me, from that point on to infinity, frets shred, jams finalized

Babysitters moved on from the easy gig from God to the dirty rocks, commandments all dead

Doing to others as you would have them do to you, main ingredient of peace on Earth, no war

One thing more than than that miniscule point on  dimensional matrix, Time like ne'er before.

Immersion within the complex acid combination, thought arises to self-examination of eyelids

At the core, in the center of the whole shebang, death stops the multiplication of productives

Regardless of your or my respect for the living and the dead, there are no shortcuts to the End

It's a finale without an encore, all's complete, you're all alone with me, I'm good, return-send.

Over & under, above & below, either or both as it is, I'm the first choice to shoot a shorty film

At eleven or seven with or without the camera roll, matter and energy sugar, atom bondo rim

Monkified humanity, all too human, still on the journey from ignorance to enlightened T-bone

Mesmerized in dreams of being too human, a regiment of monkeys site-seeing, GI Joe blown.

by

r j j  stephan, i

c.  FREEZEMBER XXVIIth, MMXXI Anno Domini, Lundi @ 808 AMPST

{ Conscious of death's end of life, #Scratch led to the instant/constant awareness of The Fact of Life, jammed on @CurtisMayfield #BackToTheWorld on a youTube loop @ https://youtu.be/kvkBtKi9VIc }

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