#THOR #SugarLoafin'

CONTENTS, INGREDIENTS, MENUDO VOID { woke stones, gratefully dead kids' fool's gold }

Don't know about you but I've sweat bullets tryin' to be heaven's seer

Then when I get here I find out there's this struggle to survive a leer

Which means, everyone wants what you seem to have control over, see

Inside or outside of a dream inside of your noggin, your head woke free.

Puns aside from the serious business of staying alive, stayin' awake too

Always sleepin' with one eye open, it's because of the dogs of war boo

Leaving scraps of books and life's ups and down behind, in an upper box

Seats above the fray, where wise men & angels fear to go, on a cross.

Bursting your bubble that was never there in the first place, all psychic

Ghosts disembodied spirits of who used to be but can't let go the schtik

Pretending to be wise and immortal helps only fools' states of yellow rust

Always have what it takes to win games without rules, in gods we trust.

Beware of the dogs who bark down the gangway, as you walk by to see

King Kong on a black & white TV at Aunt Mary & Uncle Tom's cool party

My turn to itemize my deductions from the premises, it is my conclusion

Using all I got as tools to fix broken persons, places or sweet nothings.

Follow me, I'm the pied piper kind of like the old song by Crispian St P

You know the routine of the subjects, just objects of the powers to be

What buries the things that are right on to the many?  The One & only

It is not my fault, just sayin' don't stab the whisperer, only the lonely.

Fixes are in man, don't know the bookie ain't a bookie, my name's Sam

I am or maybe not in any case, what're the odds, is it ever worth a cup

Bouncing balls on screen, appearing to direct attention to the words UP

If and only if the application succeeds, you'll know what we all do, Jam.

Exposed undercover, overcoat on the underwear, so above as below goes

Features of the creatures appearing on the screen of our minds, ghosts

Think and use your mind as I do, let the music carry you above the fray

It will be there when you come back down to Earth, don't worry, I say.

Brought back before the conception's reception, the ecstasy of a touch

Blood made from a thought out of the sky, a First Moving of cosmic rock

Dirty balls of blown smithereens that know where it's all coming from it

No sign of palamino paint horses on the horizon, I'm all Wild West schit.

It's all about YOU, it's all on YOU, your life, your soul, it's your time

To be or not to be this or that profession's state of being alive on dirt

Nobody asked for conception, it happened anyway, here, I lost my shirt

It ain't what it ain't, so this probably ain't paradise but it's a rhyme.

On the crime and the punishment for being all too human, come con-man

If you do the crime then somebody taught you to be stupid, too human

Not your fault nor mine that the cause of effects has abandoned ship

We don't judge the origin of the universe, ever for any reason, no lip.

Justice is indeed a ham sandwich as it's always been from Day One, see

Always the case that everything will be swallowed in a black hole I flee

Goin' to the origin, the Singularity of invisible quarks and mother's milk

Calculus of a red or blue prophet provides a function for dead head silk.

Halls empty except for stuffed heads of foreign eggs, yet all too human

Set up for a bon fire to turn the star onto it's final, inevitable bastian

Cosmic porridge of gas, liquid, solid and some fourth dimension nonsense

No reception for the horror of afterlife's scary ghostyheads, my rants!

by

r j j  stephan, i

c.  BLOVEMBER VIth, MMXXII Anno Domini, Dimanche @ 0800 AMPST

{ Kicked out this jam, after a @SmokeyRobinson concert in #NorCal at the @HardRockHotelWheatland & this AM listenin' to @TheEscapeClub #WildWildWest in a loop link @ https://youtu.be/6vE5ewvxdfo }

FINIS

W.W.A.R.D.?

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