ROLL THE HIPPY LOANS, RIPPIN' PhDs A NEW ONE & ONLY WAY OUT
Naked apes crawl all over Earth, every one of the seven continents, ships ahoy at sea
Departments of the whole shebang have vanished, workers retired & quit ahead of me
Universities and colleges of metaphysical and physical indoctrination in a holy vacuum
Of the all too humane gods of the pantheon above and below, flabbergasted & dumb.
My own is all gone, yours is still here and now, you can take a toke & smoke it away
With the ash fire leaves in the wake, it'll be the only cover you need in your soul of clay
Nothing is like that, it's got no mass because it doesn't exist, an idea of cow chew cud
Face of seven holes to house the sentient being inside 208 bones full of marrow blood.
Puny or gargantuan, the things you & I move around the plane's surface, turn to dust
As it is & always has been, atoms collapse or blow wide open for Life to exist, a must
This is how it will always be, always with you & me to pretend that it's more than gas
More than the Time spent in Space for a hundred years, more or less, it's so God-fast.
Didn't learn to survive? Therefore you expire, you die and don't exist for bum's junk
They come walkin' up and down your avenues and boulevards, cutting your soul funk
Bleedin' out on the ground of being where the first meteor crashed into worm bones
DNA animated the rocks & rolled 'em uptown, I'm smiling, I'm laughing, you're stones.
I need to know what you think about something kind of personal, be a smarty pants
Nevermind your memory of being evil while you're alive, y'all will be the good grants
Idiots and ignorant morons with the power to rule the herd drive us all to extinction
Of all good men and vermin that feed upon the food scraps and wraps, junkyard skin.
They all, one and every single iota of matter in any form from atom to star, rock God
Meaning everything that exists in any dimension of Time within an Infinite Space pod
Speed of light undeterred by Space friction, atmosphere of H2O & slowed to a crawl
Unexcited by the trip between nothing & everything that exists, allows shock & awe.
Dead isn't a comprehensible concept to anything other than a living, survival thing
Just an opposite effect of running from being eaten or indentured by the Unknown
Adventure nevertheless, I look into a prism for just One, a single point's black light
Impossible known power of Forms, Happiness, Good, Gog, I am not, It's outta sight.
by
r j j stephan, i
c. Mercredi, August XXIVth, MMXXII Anno Domini @ 2000 hours
{ I cyber drafted while listenin' to @JodieFoster interview @ActorsStudio link @ https://youtu.be/quKSneNHVXc }
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