#WildWildWest #KoolMoD2 #CASHout

SUNSET ON THE FOOL'S PACIFIC, EARTH SPINS LIKE AN IDIOT'S WOBBLING TOP

Condescending to you for your own good gods, I am being used as an usher

From the Good, the Bad & the Ugly I rose from the dead head I was under

No fault of my kin, my personal choices to merge with the universe's seeds

Of vermin and human there's an assumption of divinity, we're food it feeds.

Don't show your ignorance don't humiliate me with your stellar intellect

I used to be an idiot but mama didn't raise a fool, in my case, my grandma

Now then, let's pray and have a mass for the savior who died for Nothing

A saga worth someone else other than myself could relate in a song I sing.

It goes Do, Re, Mi, Fa, So, La, Ti, Do in major, minor, sharp or flat, I'm One

Seventh son or the first of many matters as much as molecules in the ocean

Conquering the meager travails presenting their obstacle obfuscation sins

Easy come and easy go from here on out, I know nothing, the Outs or Ins.

Received the required training to manipulate the thoughts, the calculus too

Equations of inequality merge with the cosmic dust & lose the essence Blues

Deep diving down into the thing itself that you were before conception, chit

Drip and ooze from the holy gaps that allow the elevation of the epileptic fit.

An idiot knows but I'm not that certain of this one point about theoreticals

All of the propositions are assumptions to be Truth when they're just shills

The swindlers know they're best bet is to have the best shills in the ace club

Given the need to bleed, everyone thinks it's their turn next, that's the rub.

Nobody gets out with their shirt on, they lose their tee shirts and laugh it off

As if noone notices that they just burned their cash well earned in a hot coffin

Dead to you meaning it's left in the silver mines up in the cool Sierra Nevadas

Entertained and fed like cattle giving up their inner T-bones & chimichongas.

Reduction of the size of your quantity of being down to the final atom of dust

Brings you & I to the final breath I have to blow into the world's Gold or Bust

You ain't takin' anything with you, as ants scramble for crumbs, your kin too

Final curtain falls too soon but you were warned, did you heed?  No, you fool!

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r j j  stephan, i

c.  BLOVEMBER Vth, MMXXII Anno Domini @ 711 AMPST Samadhi

[ What happens during samadhi? dot dot dot

In samadhi, the process of concentration, the object of concentration, and the mind that is trying to concentrate or meditate all have become one. The mind is no longer focusing on the object in an objective manner. All that remains in awareness is the content, the essence, of that object. ]

{ Kickin' the jams & this little ditty while watchin' HIGHLIGHTS OF @TNF #PhildelphiaEagles WIN 29-17 vs. #HoustonTexans game Week #9 2022 link highlights @ https://youtu.be/OxC2gP9_oX4 }

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