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FOUR FALLACIOUS HEARTBEATS FALL IN LINE
Logical consequence of using false premises to lead to invalid conclusions, false narratives of gods
That you actually were created as a gift from God to your parents, Falsehood repeat often all in video
You have it on videotape & magnetic 8mm from the 1950’s when papa was a youngster about thirty, so
Here we go into travel between my ears, a distorted notion of how it should've been, with/without me.
Uranus isn’t far from Oneness to answer, so far away for so long that it’s actually now inside of a Hole
A small black One that nobody in an all too humane body can see or fathom, 'less you dig, bury a soul
That you actually were created as a gift from God to your parents, Falsehood repeat often all in video
You have it on videotape & magnetic 8mm from the 1950’s when papa was a youngster about thirty, so
Here we go into travel between my ears, a distorted notion of how it should've been, with/without me.
Uranus isn’t far from Oneness to answer, so far away for so long that it’s actually now inside of a Hole
A small black One that nobody in an all too humane body can see or fathom, 'less you dig, bury a soul
All in your own mind, happiness of your mothers & some few two or three of your fathers, sung songs
Surviving as the fittest of litters, all that glitters all over seven continents is a god of gold, Sun bongs.
You don’t really want to ever fathom how far off of the mark of the Truth you are, mind as well laugh
A tragedy to miss the comedy in the thing itself & the essence of One, solar system’s galactic stars
Relatives of our own oneness up Space-sky, illusion that it’s movin’ from East to West wobblin’ half
The rest of the saga comes the day you die, on a day I die, a day we all die, atone all at once, laugh!
This couldn’t have happened if you were wise, paying attention to morons & idiots teachin’ the rules
Miscreants and the D minus students, all the voting of dead citizens who still vote from deeper graves
No jungle of asphalt and concrete can stop the seeds from sprouting & growing up, wizen’ up fools
So they could die in peace, mouth’s agape, eyes wide opened, good men & women, boy & girl tools.
Amending my constitutional pacing square blocks in hostile terror of being mugged has ended, I fly
Inside of my @Tesla none of Man's rules apply to me, CHP cannot stop the real mama, a new high
Raised her babies & sat in a rockin’ chair sippin’ apple jack & smokin’ some top she flower woe
It all came down to A Good Book & bad boys, in church or in the bar with the tender & hook-ho.
My gods were before Atilla the Hun, before Nebuchadnezzar II, Babylonians got time on me myself
Head inside of the good or the bad book, it’s a game, you got Rules of the laws, you comprehend it all
Games not yours but you’re all in, you’re playin’ like it or not, dream to be #Woke, an extinction crew
They never did like you man, tried to let a virus & bacterial germ take care of that, it do the trick too!
Surviving as the fittest of litters, all that glitters all over seven continents is a god of gold, Sun bongs.
You don’t really want to ever fathom how far off of the mark of the Truth you are, mind as well laugh
A tragedy to miss the comedy in the thing itself & the essence of One, solar system’s galactic stars
Relatives of our own oneness up Space-sky, illusion that it’s movin’ from East to West wobblin’ half
The rest of the saga comes the day you die, on a day I die, a day we all die, atone all at once, laugh!
This couldn’t have happened if you were wise, paying attention to morons & idiots teachin’ the rules
Miscreants and the D minus students, all the voting of dead citizens who still vote from deeper graves
No jungle of asphalt and concrete can stop the seeds from sprouting & growing up, wizen’ up fools
So they could die in peace, mouth’s agape, eyes wide opened, good men & women, boy & girl tools.
Amending my constitutional pacing square blocks in hostile terror of being mugged has ended, I fly
Inside of my @Tesla none of Man's rules apply to me, CHP cannot stop the real mama, a new high
Raised her babies & sat in a rockin’ chair sippin’ apple jack & smokin’ some top she flower woe
It all came down to A Good Book & bad boys, in church or in the bar with the tender & hook-ho.
My gods were before Atilla the Hun, before Nebuchadnezzar II, Babylonians got time on me myself
Head inside of the good or the bad book, it’s a game, you got Rules of the laws, you comprehend it all
Games not yours but you’re all in, you’re playin’ like it or not, dream to be #Woke, an extinction crew
They never did like you man, tried to let a virus & bacterial germ take care of that, it do the trick too!
Let is all do what it do, as if there was another choice, finally, if you live, you're going to die young
Way before your time, eternity is all it is cracked up to be, in a cracked up world gone to the evil life
Meaning whatever Evil is, it's Live spelled backwards and part of the great Lie of all Space & Time
You are matter & matter matters to what's the matter with you and I, dusty starlight dropped a dime.
You know now exactly how I always felt, you never knew you felt the very same, it came all around
In the circle of babies grown from egg to casket content or bone-ash of threUe wishes to hear a sound
Rather than the dead of black night, a deletion of conscious awareness is Silence of the speech wisdom
Left handwriting on the wall scratched into the slate rocks allowed to be scorched stardirt God leftout.
I thought that this impersonal entity was playin’ either shortstop or catcher, just switch hittin’ to Right
Got over though, ran faster than the catchers who couldn’t catch a pitch, I wanted to lose one last fight
Never givin’ up without a fight, handcuffed, back-stabbed, ankle shackles, cell barred-up a fallen hero
Left behind by the minions who scored early & won it all without giving it all, dead on a battlefield.
Trouble to tease all into submission of Awe ethics & morality & reduce you to a common denominator
If it’s more than a fraction are nothing but fake facts, a factoid illusion of human sea mermaid lore
Monks & the monkeys appear in bliss, alive & will die & that’s it, above heaven rings hell's bells' fire
Nobody is threatening the species gene pool with extinction, a threat's inevitable, see DNA? God core.
Maybe right or wrong, either way a fool’s errand & only a fool knows what to do with nylon stockings
Be a fool with talent to tear repair two black stockings with the black line down the backside, pegs ting
Makin’ legs appear cool, movin’ outback in front of your own eyes, not close enough to pull downtown
So, you can handle the Truth, after all, what say YOU? Mums the WORD up, huh? Bumped my frown!
Happy to be down with a shark that knows me deep down in the sea, waiting on something to die for
Without the drinking & eating dead things, die younger than your father & his father, suckin’ hind teat
Without the liberty there’s slavery, your choice to make yourself because you’ll die when it’s your time
Gives you the right to do what you want, anytime you wanna do it, they’ll throw you in the ol’ gaol.
Pretenders all find what they’re lookin’ to pretend about, it’s easy to get adept at pastime, I can’t do it
Everybody else can do it like it’s second nature, good for them & they’re lucky if they don’t blow chit
Monkeys & the morons call for us to rustle up the grub, just a following herd, I am hurt to be a head
Happy to be hurt, my head get to sleep & forgets about it, dreams work the magic, ‘til all Love’s dead.
You know now exactly how I always felt, you never knew you felt the very same, it came all around
In the circle of babies grown from egg to casket content or bone-ash of threUe wishes to hear a sound
Rather than the dead of black night, a deletion of conscious awareness is Silence of the speech wisdom
Left handwriting on the wall scratched into the slate rocks allowed to be scorched stardirt God leftout.
I thought that this impersonal entity was playin’ either shortstop or catcher, just switch hittin’ to Right
Got over though, ran faster than the catchers who couldn’t catch a pitch, I wanted to lose one last fight
Never givin’ up without a fight, handcuffed, back-stabbed, ankle shackles, cell barred-up a fallen hero
Left behind by the minions who scored early & won it all without giving it all, dead on a battlefield.
Trouble to tease all into submission of Awe ethics & morality & reduce you to a common denominator
If it’s more than a fraction are nothing but fake facts, a factoid illusion of human sea mermaid lore
Monks & the monkeys appear in bliss, alive & will die & that’s it, above heaven rings hell's bells' fire
Nobody is threatening the species gene pool with extinction, a threat's inevitable, see DNA? God core.
Maybe right or wrong, either way a fool’s errand & only a fool knows what to do with nylon stockings
Be a fool with talent to tear repair two black stockings with the black line down the backside, pegs ting
Makin’ legs appear cool, movin’ outback in front of your own eyes, not close enough to pull downtown
So, you can handle the Truth, after all, what say YOU? Mums the WORD up, huh? Bumped my frown!
Happy to be down with a shark that knows me deep down in the sea, waiting on something to die for
Without the drinking & eating dead things, die younger than your father & his father, suckin’ hind teat
Without the liberty there’s slavery, your choice to make yourself because you’ll die when it’s your time
Gives you the right to do what you want, anytime you wanna do it, they’ll throw you in the ol’ gaol.
Pretenders all find what they’re lookin’ to pretend about, it’s easy to get adept at pastime, I can’t do it
Everybody else can do it like it’s second nature, good for them & they’re lucky if they don’t blow chit
Monkeys & the morons call for us to rustle up the grub, just a following herd, I am hurt to be a head
Happy to be hurt, my head get to sleep & forgets about it, dreams work the magic, ‘til all Love’s dead.
by
r j j stephan, i
c. Freezember XXIIIrd, MMXXII Anno Domini @ 111 PMPST
{ Kicked out this jammin’ to @PeterRivera of @RareEarth link @ https://youtu.be/MAsy5y6vq-A }
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