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CAUSE OF EVERY EFFECT, STRATEGIC IDIOTIC MORONS ON EARTH

It was all here before I entered the fray to see, hear, touch, smell & taste some scat

Flyin’ comets, everything all the time, sunup to sundown, sick cycle of tepid bull spat

A higher level above one hundred percent fully loaded is a taste of all nukes wasted

Adjusting to an abandonment of the creator myth to self-actualization of an ego’s id.

Pardon my ignorant philosophy, I was born like this, innocence’s crime, Time-One cell

Assuming I’m responsible for any other’s disobedience to the creator of Space, oh well

Nobody promised fairness and justice which was exactly like a big, fat, spam sand witch

Do not go home or pass the goal line when it’s all said & done, just drop dead in a ditch.

The innocent people will find your bleached skin & bones scattered by the wild dogs

Everything gets hungry and everything will eat you if there’s nothing else, boss hogs

Pink or green, might be good or very, very bad like the opposite of ‘live’, ‘evil brother

On or off of the parallel lines, at the singularity it’s all perpendicular to your mother.

Dead but not gone, just recycled atomic configuration to be a disguise for gods

Water and the flow downhill can’t be impeded by temporary lapses of UFO pods

Yours may or may not be the fools, y’all may be like the three wisemen on camels

Visiting the light in the desert, pregnant women deliver the allstars of #HelzBellz.

Missing as I’ve been since the first step of the journey, birthplace in Saint Ann’s eye

Pawns equal to the kings, queens, bishops, knights and their castles that will rook you

Fear no evil yet see evil comin’ toward your life’s blood from a mile away, up the road

Hunger of the survivors of childbirth fills them with no morals or fake ethical overload.

On the Timeline both negative and positive eventually reach the infinite, invisible ashes

I walk and crawl, I swim above & below the cool and warm water, no lethal eye bashes

No knockouts technical or too complicated to see then, when it’s over, it’s over, caput

Talkin’ darkness as it was prior to a conception by any father’s mother, in heaven’s hut.

Fools really didn’t rush in, the wise men rushed in and turned into the fools who stayed

Behind the homes of the brave ground hogs we used to eat, beat the eggs chicks I laid

Fried and waxed philosophical about the unknown posing as the never known memory

I am what I am, what I was and will be, now you got it, same place, now y’all will see!

Popeye or a sailor I will never be, seasickness and the bends get to me, keep me far away

From the fire’s flame and the dirty graves of my brothers, sisters, mothers & fathers, today

But tonight or ‘morrow, nobody can say what goes down, Penelope to Christian to ol’ Dave

Kicking the wizard of Oz & the burn of the hot wax down into the six-foot-deep dirty grave.

A star’s ashes left over in the gravity of the graves, all the skin and bones reduced to a gas

Morality and Ethics get your mommy and daddy back into your head, less the orphan’s arse

Comet circling the galaxies without an invitation, animated UFO invisible to your two irises

Above & below oasis’ desert, we’re all gonna go, you too, mama raised One, YOU, bro & sis!

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r j j stephan, i

 

c. Jeudi, February 2nd, MMXXIII Anno Domini @ 711 AMPST

{Kicked this out of Cielo while jammin' to @LosLonelyBoys HITS @ https://youtu.be/atuCez5DgeU }