3RD ROCK SOUL SHOOTIN' MOON
On the common ground of the minions amongst us younger than the screamin' monkeys
Crossing rivers and covered wagons rollin' along all the native land grabbed first for Me
Who I am ain't as important as the fact of life you've never been told, it's the Way bro
Take one last look around and enjoy the underground and the thing itself that's below.
Pumped up and shot down when you lie there and look around for the next step, poof
Unconscious and never to regain that verve of wonder about what the hell y'all came for
To be or not to be and that's all? Come on man, I can see the light of a hot, burning sun
We all know that there's no light on the moon except the reflection of the One, it's done.
All of the Time in Space, if you're ready, will open the Past and Future right there, it's love
All there is for you & I, if we don't stay out of the penitentiary, we can be nearly scott free
Mamas and papas dream of days when happiness will be the platonic reality of Woke, see
Just because and that's all, just because...no other reason or rhyme, trouble gettin' ready.
Mighty rats and whatever they eat to stay alive in the nest of the Earth's scum and chaffe
Gnats to elephants mean no harm by living and dying just because they're in the trick mix
Knowledge of the wisdom and awareness of the deescalation of your future fate, it's over
Way and the only means to get to the bottom of this is to fall down, punish with a Lover.
To come and leave without saying a thing, gone like a feather in the wind, my holy reason
To cause your happiness and to retain it within a porous bag of drunk and high skull bones
What's goin' on, tell me then I'll tell you, it's all right on the money, invest daughter n' son
In the end, you nearly sleep but it's forever, dreamin' without pictures of being #TooHuman.
True or false, untrue or not, wake up, move, eat, move the waste from life, all death's blow
Among us, we talk and speak in tongues we never comprehend, it's what we need and how
So, different or exactly identical, each and every reader sees the same Word, know by now
If the nugatory & the Void are more than a conceptual analysis of God, phuq me, phuq you!
Cork in the bottle of vintage grape dissolution, to keep the thing itself within, alcohol high
Saying words to myself, reason wins the season, I drink to the god @Dionysus, 'tis all good
Never take my grapes or you'll surely spend your last night and day on Earth in a foul mood
Fixed my stare and my grin on your countenance, it's not your imagination, run away, Fly!
by
r j j stephan, i
c. Dimanche, March XIIIth, MMXXI Anno Domini
{ Kicked brutality in the derriere, Dion or Dionysus both drunk on wine & high fivin' to #SoulOfThe'70s https://youtu.be/X7ses5rI5U4 #WarIsNotTheAnswer say @MarvinGaye but #MyNeighborsKnowBubba @BigSMO link @https://youtu.be/DbfOXrQ0N84 }
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