DOG STAR YOU WILL FAIL, ALL SYSTEMS ARE GO, ERGO, STAY HIGH
Filling up on the Ethyl or the premium processed Earth fuel, dinasaur ooze
Buns' dough rolled and in the oven, risin' with the heat of the twilight boozer
Buds and smoke are down with the alien bunch of orphans, made by no gods
Above and below it's precisely the identical way that it's always been since God.
Oneness is the next step off of the cliff of duality, it's no good, it's not evil, It Is
Just that, nothing more nor less than the whole shebang of atomic fizzle & pizz
No man can live alone, no man can take life for granted, you're here, then OUT
Of this world's paradise or hell in the mind of porcelin crap, trippin' on doubt.
A herd of things, four or two legged, all too divine for me to conclude the Tree
Of Being and Nothingness, married to philosophers is not recommended to be
Fair or not, it is the way that it is, being here or there or who you are to be fair
It's the creation's fault for being generated from scratch, black hole angel hair.
Muffled your voice, strangled your throat's ability to move in and out of caves
Two to begin with, small and out of sight, the key is for mama to nurture knaves
Sensitive kind of woman nurtures the impossible until it's overwealming to gods
Then and only then, removal of the soreness requires surgery and so I cut Bloods.
Cryptocurrency's a method of One gang of Crypts who ate the Kryptonite at 2:30
Found on the road dead as roadkill, still kept movin' on, as if no need for mournin'
Stared at the headlights to long while crossin' the road, to see what that is, waitin'
For the weight of the TNT to drop a dime, it's all in the mind, even the Earth dirty!
Here now, there then and other nouns and verbs, subjected to foreign object UFOs
Bums, junkies all resulted from the original conception of mankind, 30 jacks' blows
Until the nine month burst becomes the next time God tries to stay alive forever, Ho
Never happens that way, vain hope remains, set to go, hair trigger's deep .457 hole.
In a gunfight with a knife, you can't dodge the bullets forever, they're fast as Hell
It's nothing you'll see, ask the assasinated happy leaders and fathers of gold mines
Amazed to see the Life pass quickly ahead of your mind, birth to the resting place
Of death's stench of human flesh, called yourself, stinks, stank & stunk up Space.
Lonesome space in Space is right here where I am, you'll never know it, I'm gone
As if I never came or made an impression on culture's exchange of a King's pawn
Cancelled out my culture, played with my mind until I found out the fool's Rules
Believe the Word, Know Nothing, Be the Ball, Believe in yourself, Golden Dawn!
Boredom gets you here and now with a high interest rate over 10% to payback
Mind games to play with the Origin, unseen between dot matrix skies of black
In between the astronomical distance between this dirty world, there's a Void
Man's bones-mind goes there after death, this Is 'The Ride' God, a humanoid!
by
r j j stephan, I
c. Freezember XXVIth, MMXXII Anno Domini @ 555 AMPST
{ Dog's Star in a manger, drafted in dark room eatin' Humble Pie, in a straight jacket, ready to tow-away & put in a dark cell without light of day, strokin' a battle axe in utero, jammin' to @VanMorrison #SometimesWeCry ... just a kid in an infinite loop,
@ https://youtu.be/LqkrGPEdt34 & #RoughGodGoesRidin' link @ https://youtu.be/yYTm4Ajm6BE }
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