ZEITGEIST BUGATTI, WAY GONE, AN ALL TOO HUMAN, SUBTLE IMPERMANANCE
Over the hills and through the woods, I road the beast until it begged to halt, unsaddled mount
Walked up the path to the end of the walkway and jumped across the wavelength that I found
In a high frequency, the transmission of pictures and voice jacked up evolutionary variationals
Hearing & seeing is believing in the metaphorical Truth & Justice of #Delta8 Johnny liberals.
Children of the peas and the corn left over to give thanks for the headache & stomachache flu
It's all that's necessary, all that's sufficient is not necessarily accessible to mortal men like you
Nothing personal, it's just the origin of the holiday, twelfth century hero worship, annual dues
With or without insurance you & I will some day die, maybe not tonight, tomorrow's all blues.
Fabulous and without merit, a spell I put on you & the minions who flock around the high hopes
Dreams of the ancestral tribes of marauding pirates and serfs of kings and queens on the ropes
But nobody knew what would happen to their descendants down the road to inevitable oblivion
Launching rocket ships and exploring where no man's gone before is all of us just ape's swingin'.
First space shot with a living being was a scared chimpanzee & then eventually, it's all too human
At least 1 human knew they were VOLUNTEERS, UNFORCED servitude to the Idiot, the Man
Extinction's inevitable for a humane Zeitgeist, maybe already gone far, far away from a tiny slob
Known wisdom of dead, old men is all we've got left, they weren't immortal bones, azzhoe Bob!
What it is, this substance of matter is a blown star's exhaust, come on man, so obvious to The Kid
All the generations of humans who remain on Earth & survive the assaults on health & well being
Will without any doubt also face their own mortality and faked hope for it's opposite, unnaturally
Death of Life is the cycle of the blown star, it's dark starstuff, a Freudian-Saganian Time slam skid.
OK now, it's a holiday comin' up to celebrate a mythological Saint Nickolas, a present of the Give
What all bacteria & viral infections can do to harvest the extinction is just wait, gods will forgive
Good cheer cancels all of the Evil alive in the rich and the poor who hate being alive with us all
It's the gene in the human genome that wants to annhilate the DNA. let us never get a kick ball.
Santa comes all day the day before Christmas, waitin' for the cocoa with the rhythm & the blues
All worth the wait and the process goes on without a hitch, all the reindeer disappear into twos
Never a worry since Rudolph is in charge of all of that, red nose friend of mine, I'll put out lights
Moon's bright, got a bag of tricks to dig for all of y'all, comes when y'all sleep warm, I got rights.
It's all for nothing though it's not the Truth you thought it would be, rockin' around an xmas tree
Caroling around the 'hood & gettin' sentimental about baughs of holly, dancin' merrily with Marie
Rings around Rosie, pockets of posies & chicks who seek gloves of high drones' easy rollin' stoners
Giving it all for some is all anybody can do, give it All for dead, gone jingled bells & DNA T-boners.
Lost and found on the road, dead to you and me but still here & now, raw roadkill of a xmas blow
None of us will be here some day in the future, enjoy this ride man, I ain't lyin', live today, bruthu
Stop with the negativity, positive vibes will find me alone in the system of this solar body, muthu
Dreams from genii' among us from Bethlehem to Chicago, NOEL is LEON spelled backward, ipso?
Facts not lost on the Fate of black & white uniforms of stars to die for, everyone of 'em is the One
No choice, nothing is free except Nothing, the Void is the center of the matrix' content, it's a con
A job smokin' heaven's accidental collision of matter, in the back seat, there you go again, oh I.C.
Forged morbidity program, already way gone, immortality's destiny of us, B&W nsane Humanity.
Babies come and go, all gone by the end of the century, replaced by the others' illegitmate to quit
Nobody can stop after the first kiss unless you have no hormones and you're acting in a stage play
Some high priests & some holy, hand maidens in the convent can deal with the unforgiven & holy
Broken hearts of needing a human who dies or just leaves for another human, friend or faux chit!
Mugs meaning all faces tell the whole story, like a form in a painting on the wall, baby of nothing
Coming in and out of consciousness, lying down or standing up, walking, running, jumping, flying
All things you find sweet as honeysuckle are right here & now, don't miss out, it's a monopoly skit
Don't pass go for true love, insane, broken hearts dead & gone, RIPs, calls collect, One way ticket!
by
r j j stephan, i
c. FREEZEMBER IVth, MMXXI Anno Domini @ 7:11 AMPST Samedhi #FogHatDaze
{ Drafted while listenin' to @Foghat #StoneBlue on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/c0McO4sY8pA & #LIVEconcert @ https://youtu.be/cV9JyYQWyKo ------- playlist: 1. Fool for the City 2. Home in my Hand (5:30) 3. My Babe (10:27) 4. Stone Blue (14:48) 5. Eight Days on the Road (22:04) 6. It Hurts Me Too (27:55) 7. Honey Hush (37:14) 8. Sweet Home Chicago (42:51) 9. I Just Want to Make Love to You (52:01) 10. Slow Ride (1:03:19) Encores 1. Maybelline (1:11:44) 2. Chateau Laffite '59 Boogie (1:15:57) }
F I N I S
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omg, so fine!
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