EXCHANGE EVERYTHING FOR NOTHING [DEAL] #MASHup #JimiHendrix (In Maui) #Santana {#SomewhereInHeaven }

MASH TATTOO, TOMATO CAPRIS 

 RIP #JMH

Hard to define the Divine from the point of view of the innocent chips off of the blocks of loaded dice
One is all it takes, six sides, six numbers from one, two, 3, four, five & six times two makes it all nice
Losers & winners walk away but only winners cheated to win when they should have lost every bit
Losers got back to the honest living trading their Time for silver & gold, sometimes paper or a byte.

Check out your own image I a mirror or any reflective device, even pool of muddy water, same image
Ahead of s curve, an inner soul moves the lips when there’s a need to download, to purge-expunge
Every sound both heard & unheard of every frequency to be or not to be, indulged mortal World’s sin
Beginning with the origin to a final extinction of everything created by a whim of an everlasting Jinn.

Time is nearly running out of sand, no telling how many ticks are left for your chance to mutate form
From the way you were to the way you will be, best of everyone you’ve descended, of human worm
Ennui left over from a Big Bang headed to a Big Whisper, peep in the center of empty spaces’ homes
Verbs to predicate the subjects and objects, in your mind’s eye, third eye, intuition of holy red domes.

Dreamer I was before I woke up to face the music on AM radio, playin’ lyrics & melodies of Eagles
Love songs & any songs relating wordsmiths to readers who hear red hot lyrics can cause extinction
Your mama didn’t dance & of course your daddy didn't rock in CIA Viet Kong War, legs done gone
Blown off right front of a moonshine glow at midnight’s full moon, tourniquet saved my ass' T-bone.

Horrifying and at the same time as the ecstasy appears in front of and behind the mind, I'm so brave
Looking at the nightmare and the power of crushing force behind the grimacing devil, lived to save
You and your mama, sisters, brothers but not your daddy, he died and went straight to the E-hell fire
Below Presence, nothing exists & that’s your own destination, no offense, it’s The Good gets higher.

Dead and gone or living & here right now has no significance to those who haven’t been conceived
Maybe related to you or not somewhere down a back road where a relative got lost before bein’ dead
Gone down underground only to hide a grotesque scene of being picked apart by sharp teeth & acid
Insects to keep the bones clear, for the desert sand to prop up the cacti & roadrunners, Ego, I am Id!

Silver & gold, rubies an diamonds left over from a Big Bang’s edification of Divine Wisdom’s Mind
Carolina to Alaska, Mongolia to Rome, ancestors' divine backlash fixed the Ends I can’t even find
Wide open Space between Earth, Mars, Venus & the bitter ends of Uranus, Saturn, Neptune & Pluto
You can’t create this nonsense, you can only blow your top, it’s Oneness’ debit on the ebb & flow.

Barbed wire & mote of quicksand will keep the unanointed and unannounced out of the safe place
Many have tried and many have all died, there’s no way & only One Way out, nobody gets out alive
All clear on every front, all barriers are surrounded by sinister sharks who love skinny bones' blood
Park it all on the street or in the garage because it won’t matter in the long run, dogs ate all the food

All you can do now is keep your eyes wide open & dream about fantastic voyages in the highlands
Hints about Water Ends coming in clear, forget about it, don’t matter if gods like it, it’s all too human!
Foe or friend matters not when you’re alone on a one-way path without an amiga or amigo in the can
Mark the bullseye, center of the circular dot, holy hole filled the emptiness of me & mine, I am a fan.

Day after you’re dead and gone, you won’t recollect any of this intel for your edification, still I let it go
Secret from everyone but you is fine with me, you deserve the Truth though it'll be so difficult to know
Song slowly brisk with or without all tools of instrumental voice, same old song, you know the rhyme
It’s a sound you get when you feedback gods' frowns to me, I don’t care, life in Space is killin’ Time!

by

r j j  stephan, i

c. Samedhi, July 1st, MMXXIII Anno Domini @ 212 PMPST
{ Drafted while jammin’ to @JoeWalsh at @DarylsHouse 11-15-2012 on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/X27m99YkOb4 & @jjCALE LIVE link @ https://youtu.be/E08zARPXOzE }

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