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Wednesday, April 13, 2022

#GoodyGoodyForMe

START AT THE ENDING, AN EAGLE WILL BEGIN @SECTION 92 *
Fools cannot be fooled so, there'll come a time when every human becomes a good liar
Seeing things themselves, their form and their essence are essential to the stars hot fire
Mind open for energy & matter to be absorbed like a thieves in the twilight, hot godson
Suppertime never missed like Bfast & dinner, 'cause mama's cool hands were frycookin'.

Where you're homeless, out of jail, out of prison, out of your mama's home, ain't sheet
If you're a burden to society, sing a song, immerse into a holy mind, God's COVid19 fleet
In an electric chair, a gas chamber, a gallows or a shove off a High Mountain, junk's a Fix
Enough ice cream, pudding, cake and homeless camps, we need more drugs for addicts.

It's gonna get really tricky in a minute or two, you'll know it when you feel it, AHA segway
Bridge from here to there, no matter where it is, anywhere on a solar system's highway
This sun or any other star in any other galaxy has an origin and will have a dissolution Id
Gone already & won't be coming back ever again, it's a scree to the SMART, I am The Kid.

Abort yourself not someone else, in your or someone else's egs, it's CODED RNA humane
Ready to animate the Thing that remains at One, at rest just because that is "The Law"
Substantial shapes of forms from one to mega-million cell bags of an ant or Great Dane
Outcomes of burnt incomes are successes of future carcasses, already gone, talon, claw.

Hurting nobody and feeling no pain, no need for the karma to recall the errors to pay for
No money or any friendship is worth staying with noone who cannot follow logic's score
As if to be or not to be isn't the only question which might elicit, favorable purple blood
Conquered the antibodies, metabolized their armed, dangerous RNA, now It's high God.

Fly away, deteriorate from bone to skin colored clear, you culture beats the drum, boom
Cymbols crashin' vibration into places never visited without the tastes of golden books
Eli & Dickie will have come down from heaven and if so, they hadn't been given a room
None left above and only one left below, near the core of Earth, water to go, the crooks.

Optimistic protagonist will start the trouble and move it to the ending, a farce in an egg
Inside of a cosmic container of dream-like states of being all too human, as a hole's peg
Fits into anyplace in Space you can enter an 'x' same as a 'y' or an 'o', it's one & the same
Event horizon inside or outside of the thing itself, a substance unmoved, you're so lame!

by
r j j  stephan, i    *Header is a conceived fetus in conception of immaculate me & YOU!
c.  Mercredi, 4-13-2022 @1010 PMPST
{ #immigrandOmygod drafted...while jammin' to some @ChicagoTheBand #GoodyGoody in a loop link @ https://youtu.be/bn8viWNfLyc }
F I N I S
W.W.A.R.D.?

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