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INFINITE SPACE, REASON, SKITTLES, SINS n' THINGS

Sent o'er here to evaluate the status of this leftover marketplace, empty hue, Milky's Way

Final critique of pure reason to get you started, One's terrestrial journey, star singularity

With what stands for the above and below, this and that, opposite of mortality, an infinity

Children and adults, every culture of every continent, all of the dead ain't out of my today.

Indoctrination to One mind bent by 7 spins around a Star, yields aerodynamic backspins

As a twirling @Top or a @YoYo spins, all things go in circles because there's holy skins

Innocent when my parents conceived me, now inherited, Garden of Eden Guilt, Jet sons

A long time ago, it was done, before I was born, a hundred thousand bangs of shot guns.

As if there's a reason for no reason at all, continue ad infinitum for the miraculous search

Of being a baby boy or a baby girl, alive until in decrepit mode, as a flower or any atom

All in and all out of the system, down or up, it's a matter of Time in Space, This is It, Now

You cannot make this scat up!  It's a natural progression of the Calculus, drunk on a cow.

Chocolate or white as a pure, colorless mix trick in blanks, 12 gauge's L&L, hold your fire

Live & die by the sword, the knife or just jumping off of garage rooftops on a funeral pyre

Ain't my fault, stop the guilt trips, I ain't the one who was here 'fore I came, dad's godson

Deny until the cows come home, the Truth remains, #WhoMadeWho, that's the question!

Puppets or call them the dummies of the ventriloquist, move the Ways & Means garbage

Around in a circular jerking of their private parts that a fig leaf could hide, high stoneage

Birds of feathers flocked together, have-nots wanted what the haves got first, it's a War

Battles on the Front and the Rear of every coast, border to border, gunsmoke risen far.

Over & done, Man's population's been immobilized, neutralized ala #COVid19's batmen

Out of control, boys & girls mutated into citizen kings, queens & pontiffs who raise rents

Crusaders carried a Holy Grail from an original place, a Space to an unknown X's Zen

Married to mobs or a loner on a trip's bumpy road, lunar landing Void to Stone Silence.

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r j j  stephan, i

c.  Dimanche, February VIth, MMXXII Anno Domini @ 8:88 AMPST

{ #JammedOutMyHead in #StoneSilence internet is down, will reboot & play some #StoneBlue by @Foghat link ...  #ThereYouGo link @  https://youtu.be/c0McO4sY8pA }