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Wednesday, November 16, 2022

#BluesBrothers #TheEagles #TowerOfPower #TheRollingStones #EntourageFIRED #JimiHendrix

BEASTS' BURDEN, PLAYER-SPECIES DURING EXTINCTION
I don't care, senses of all except the smell & taste, it makes no senset
Yet I hear every strike via 10pins dropping to TNT exploding ordinance
Common humans and the primates they're related to are a remnant folk
Of gods who came & died, buried underground & burned up in a smoke.

Trim your head's dead cells from your bald head, shaved all too close
As if you're stroking your senseless skull, a dream worth havin' too
If not this somnambolism then there's always the emptied Void's thrust
Within all souls, invisible subatomic particles eat gods' neutrino dust.

Marking the x's & o's to designate the play of A-game, to score & win
That's everything's theory, to be or not to be & make it prosper in sin
Sucking all gravity out of the container leaves Nothing at all, I am
Absurdly, a play on Evil-Live staged preludes to a finale, royal scam.

Morons & idiots left behind to run the show, a production of intentions
Will to power produces products, keep it in mind, blind lead the blind
From the first held hand to one last grip on subatomic reality, 3rd kind
Liberated from reality's chain reaction to withhold gods' sons.

High above or low below, as a conscious experience, breathing hot air
We named LIFE as we know it, what Man does stylin' girls' hair
All for One and One for All, fathers, mothers, sisters-brothers singing
Miraculous ENDS,  display no reason to BE, a #Laugh-in laugh, guffaw.

Bring your ordinance to suboordinate any dominant before you eat it all
Consummation of the matter to sublimate the power into a cool cat call
Complicated simplicity so that the imbecile may assimilate without It
Genius needs a god within or the matter, just a prelude to being shat.

Freedom to die no more, survival is necessary & sufficient, oh immortal
Nevermore to rot in dugouts, graves of Earth red & black gold dirt, pal
Holy soul, rubber-tinfoil, mythological empty vacuum, I name fathers
Beyond Ends, copasetic beasts of burden see Nothing but a bunch of mothers.

by
r j j  stephan, i
c.  BLOVEMBER XVI, MMXXii Anno Domini Mercredi @ 111 AMPST
{ Kicked this in the false teeth this AM while jammin' to #TheBluesBrothers link @ https://youtu.be/mVm8soroPJY & #TopGun ...don't think, just do... link @ https://youtu.be/6YaH04MZRmg }
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