YOU KNEW BETTER, YOU FAILED AD INFINITUM
.47 caliber fired arms & dog legs to shoot the little balls around the rough and the green’s tiny holes It’s a struggle from the first to the last draw of breath from this matrix of whiskey & gin bottled moles
Underneath everything that’s solid is a potential of being the oozing liquid seeping from the squeeze
Lemons or limes, watermelons or nothin’ but kumquats nobody can drink, I always say, yes, please?
Vacant look between my crossed-eyes because that’s what is inside of my mind, nothing, nobody’s kin
Brother, son, uncle, father, compatriot from another mother, we all are One & the same, all for One
Evil spelled backward is Live & so it goes, time after time, no matter what the history has recorded in
Book of Lies and Recollections are the way the judgement will become a conclusion, one ton of fun.
Shattered into a trillion bytes, the program is full of emptiness & fragrant scents of body odor whiffs
Dreamt about what didn’t happen until the dream repeated like being in a twilight zone of guitar riffs
Finally the song ends but the silence remains the same, quiet as if born on Earth as a deaf mutant boy
Born from a loud, outspoken girl who conceived an immaculate injection of grace & sauce of the soy.
Up and down the scale of Do, Re & Mi the notes tap into riffs of chords, sevenths & staccato arpeggios
All in the form of introduction to the finale & the silence of the audience after the stage collapsed-in
Suddenly, sound of tons of voices murmuring & mumbling about the situation, “rose is a rose is a rose”
Boys & girls either mate & multiply the species or end their DNA code script in a crypt of tagged toes.
Fired from all jobs I’ve had since I was twelve, paper routes to corporate mogul of a mega corporation
I am still alive, still kickin’ in the barn as if I’m less than a century old, I am but One and then I’m done
No probability of return from the end of life, we’ve seen the dead get cooked, eaten & defecated, son
Not only is none of this your fault but it’s your obligation to accept the Mankind original evil, Eve’s sin.
For excellence of the beasts of burden is to be used up until there’s nothing left for using
One more thing before we disconnect the hook, you will forget about it all, it’s really dying
Love & Life, gift from above, alive until we got below to look in a mirror, god dropped a dime
Happiness or not, fortune to have been here even one micro moment in empty Space’s time.
Surface to air Minuteman missiles launched above to look out below where target meets TNT
Periodic tables of pool & ping pong allow the matrix a fling in it’s flux, annihilation of you & me
Fishing for fish that have become extinct due to human intelligence cancelling logic’s reasoning
War just to battle for Peace, quiet without sound, as a deaf & dumb idiot lives on, happy ending.
It’s here & now because it was there & then a long time ago, before we got here to check it out
It’s hard, it’s soft, visible & invisible yet aromatic and smells taste like burnt hair’s cardiac arrest
Infinite is down and the finite is up, that’s the way it was the first time I saw reality, all the best
Nothing changes a thing, color it is & the color it will be are the same, ghostly head, out & about.
Cause of Death is Life conceived out of two gametes of code, never changed, always blue on black
Time line is past & on to the future, present is gone as soon as it comes out of nowhere, back Jack
Arguments for the Truth cannot be heard by the things themselves, only the appearance is evident
Illusion is open to interpretation, here’s mine, I’m payin’ off the karma to the Power, I paid the Rent.
by
r j j stephan, I
c. Jeudi, August 10th 2023 AD @ 505 PMPST
{ Dedicated to my Great Grandparents & Parents, just because it needed to be done, while jammin’ to #HITS of @TheTemptations youTube link @ https://youtu.be/RfyFI-4ZsaE?list=PL8E23AF5B23BF0A8C }
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