@GreeksFreaksPlatoAristotleEyesKant #GrabItWitBothHands #DOGG

LIONS MERCY KILLIN' THE TAME, BUM-RUSHED EAST, WILD WEST CREATOR & BATTERED BOYS

Break given... it's exactly as it's always been, followed the bouncin' balls of Chicago's nearWest Side

Corresponding predicates to the subjects and objects, just the facts, all of the words stir up a riptide

Dragging everything into the maelstrom of the holy, soul terror of the unknown we're all a reduction

Simple minds or complex genius' prolegamena of any future metaphysics or categorical malfunction.

Did pretty good to get out of there alive, ran in between the cars in the streets, played hardball & craps

I won and lost and in the end, I'm here & still wide awake alive & not even #Woke, fat bottom bad raps

Air to breathe so the heart can beat & brain can produce mental matter and energy, spontaneous I say

Like a bucket of dirty rags full of dried turpentine & washed off paint, life's set to extinguish it's DNA.

Redemption for what, it's all an accident & I had nothing to do with the universe's natural ape origin

Neither did anyone I'm aware of either dead or alive & don't believe there's a savior comin' on down

From outerspace from some solar system's planet of nothingness, where God resides all alone, dead

God was always dead because the humans killed him and really had a caniption fit to boot, they said.

Messages on @Twitter and @Facebook for what?  The New World Order has the tools all in the dark

Babies before and after they're born, up on top of a boardwalk or underneath it, can't cease dancin'

Got to listening to the jam and lost track of dancin' in the darkness of Time & Space, mule's kickin'

Taken 10 days to do what i normally done, y'all should take approximately '5' minutes to explodin'.

Downtown 120 9th Street and up on 42nd and Broadway, parties forget to be over, it's always ON

Oz ain't nowhere we can't find the scat anywhere, it was here a moment ago, now a bum rush con

Whose odors and fabulous treatment center are Roto-Rootin' pumps to make all dreams come true 

From the perfume of France, love is the place in Space where nothing goes, a forever end of a loaf.

There's a plot for the story but it doesn't compute, a humble place where nobody is allowed, priority

There before you arrived and will no doubt be this bull- fake target, complexity and simplicity scree

Time killed, Space filled and it's always about a girl in a red sun dress, cow clippin' the wings are over 

All pretenders anyway, egos are invisible and go nowhere when they die, same place as ol' Red Rover.

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r j j  stephan, i

c.  Dimanche, May 1at 911 PMPSTst, 2022 A.D. tryin' to rectify the means

{ Drafted while listenin' to @SnoopDogg get drunk on LIVE spit & venom, link on youTube @ https://t.co/kAzBCRd6oY }

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