IF SIX WAS NINE, NINE WOULD INDEED BE SIX, THEREFORE, I AM! #AintNothinLikeTheRealThing

THE WHOLE BUNCH, SIX OF NINES, A KITTEN'S CABOODLE

It isn't so simple that you can comprehend the nature of this Truth's pending doom, I forget

If it's something you need to know or not, it's possible you don't need anybody's help I fret

Always here and now, you'll be here until you don't know you're gone, it will be done, first

You must see this Truth & disregard the counter examples of foes, friends of the strugglist.

That's me, myself & I, the trilogy of a sacred personality of random, natural selection's #Host

Flies on the wall and in the ointment when I've made this vow, to forget about the brainwash

It's nobody's fault but mine, it's my thirst for Sun and the Moon to bury my dick in star's dirt

Blind, ultraviolet, infrared & wisdom of the Big Guys in a blue sky, a papa mama death squirt.

Needs and desires of the flesh and bone are a psycho-socio-politico flavor of perfume of scat

Covered up in the volumes of Word, phrases accurate and approximate, even flawed in that

Nobody's in our corners but us, sweet Time in this Space, in a corner of that there square pi

Any angle 1 to 360 is the ending of an origin's circular jerk of the monsterous One, a Great Lie.

Been near and always around punks in the jungle, sometimes without them in the deep wood

Where only non-humanity, plant, animal, bacteria and virus thrive in the Wild burnt out food

Of the Origin, the Sun, One so close our hearts, our father and mother in reverse ad infinitum

Far away or closer than you assume I am to be or not to be, that's the question's regret chum!

Nobody knows Occult matter of blind faith in the unknown, unproven belief of mankind fools

Never again will a free Man fall for the trick, the low hangin' fruit of the garden of Eve's Eden

No wind or rain, summer or winter will impede the progress of a revolution into a supernova

Gravitational collapse from the nucleus' Singularity, an implosion to die for, warp Time rules.

Vow to move the spin counter-clockwise and stand on top of the mountains of sand & dirt

Black or red, the thing itself has it's treasure of the gods in a minute amount, near gold's sea

Diamonds, rubies, sapphires, emeralds, amythysts, topaz & my lapis lazuli fine wine, sexy flirt

Bumbs, bombs all go bam-bam and split the atoms of H2O into gas-cancelled zeroed gravity.

by

r j j  stephan, i

c.  Jeudi, April VIIth, MMXXII Anno Domini #YetAnotherTwoADay @ 555 PMPST

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