BLIND FAITH LOVE OF BLUE MOONS & SILVER SPOONS
Monkey's hands are paws, ape's feet are paws, honky homo sapiens' paws are feet & hands
More of the iridescent cream of the crop, no tattoos just the satin of smooth, red heart fans
Monger this and eat it all before you have to share it with the starved masses of fox in a can
In several moments from now, you'll die with no thought that you can stop it, ending began.
Short trip from the womb to the doom you get in the tomb, I don't need the reason's rhyme
Yet it comes and goes willy nilly, regardless of the will or intent of this thing itself, what I am
Nobody but me, nobody but anyone but myself or I, in any case, I deduce an induction of Id
Somewhere in Time's Space, deep underground near the core, it's too red hot, what God did.
I thought just like any other thinking amoeba in the cosmic menudo, that I'm all that it screws
Living in the world's series of misfits filling in black holes with smokey mirrors, it lives so it dies
There's no way that an evolved creation could be this absurd, to play games of mortality rules
On a moon or in a singularity's black hole, all hell's broken loose from the myth, angel fireflies.
Catch the ball, I passed it to you and it's on the way down to your paws, you got it now, run!
For the points, for the win for the sake of the civilized world, Man, Woman, a wise old bum
All above and all below the matter, the flow of the plasm moves directed by the will to power
Either you have it or you don't, it's a win or it's a loss, no middle fork to the finale of A Player.
Passed or run into the red zone, fission and fusion cause the effects which implode in a crypt
Typical invisible souls and DNA bones forming from microscopic code, recalled & forgotten it
On a number line, positive and negative integers to the right and to the left of zero, nil, zip
Funk of burning foam lifting up from the dirty ground beef chucked to the stock yards' heap.
Among you and me, there is nobody else you'll find to flip your pancakes like I can, but wait
A challenger attempts to intercept the butter and syrup taste with the blueberries, too late
Already ate the whole stack of my girlfriend's rack, got whacked and smacked just doin' it
Conquered because I divided the multiplicity and subtracted additions resulting in this chit.
Pawns can take the queen and put the king into check without trouble as long as it's all safe
If you jeopardize your safety & lose your only chance to become enlightened, sleepy Gomers
With piles and piles of smiles for the tons and tons of #HellsFire, core of the Earth's UV light
Misunderstood, #HowWeDo an historical norm, "in the beginning" there was a cosmic fight.
Being supreme murderer isn't all it's cracked up to be, try to be perfect when it's One & done
No disobedience to morality law and ethical judgements about life, death and the after lives
Where the souls' spirit flies about in the middle of the Void, experiencing Nirvana just for fun
After the rigor mortis sets in, pulverized bones post incinerated cream or formaldehyde Lies.
Who wants a body to return to it's former living selfhood? Nobody man, nobody, you're nuts
Coming back in an immortal forms of "GHOST" or "GEIST" ain't a Casper it's cracked up to be
Unfriendly ghosts cannot exhibit human fear and loathing of the existence we're blessed with
Too human, lunar ancestors watch from above & below US, ancestors of Stott, I Am Stith.
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r j j stephan, i
c. Dimanche, Janvier XVI, MMXXII Anno Domini @ 1:11 PMPST
{ Drafted in a @CREED #Tsunami link #OneLastBreath youTube link @ https://youtu.be/Ir5_Yeqw01g }
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