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Monday, September 04, 2023

#WantMyNickelback #RollingStones #ZZTop #TrippinOnRoute66

learn to trip search
I took a pretty hard look at the calculus and expressions of the WTF surprise
I can't suppress the idea, it's a fool's errand I'm on, it's a Judy in a spy disguise
It's not as far as you thought once you think about it, you think you're all that
As you were, so you are & so it goes, Earth spins, wobbles to the last contestant.

Softer than atrophied muscles, a bed full of dreams, blankets & pillows hold serve
Smells overwhelm the olfactory sense, tastes under-perform in the quest for satiation
Pitching relief for an Ace gets no better than shutting out the grim reaper's scythe axe
It's a ghost's responsibility for our existence, we're choosing to remain, we came back.

Incredible movie about you & I after we die, it's written in the future's past, I am mud
Time & Space are Outerspace forever, inner space in transit from nowhere & back too
Searched for what appeared miraculous & found the pit & the pendulum, off with heads
A slog through thick and thin, atmosphere thicker than water, thinner than ice yet good.

Babylon where babies were born before ten commands, that place is worthy of worship
Followers pushin' the leaders forward to the inevitable result, extinction cannot be far
Reason we make up to feel better about what appears to be true, rational deduction trip
Isolated mind just like being conscious in the female womb or incubator, hardy, har, har.

You don't know me & I don't care, I don't know you & I don't care about the whatevers
You'll never know me & vice versa but still, here is a way to bedazzle significant others
Buck's or Cook's or El Dorado's county government mule control in the fold, gold dust
Quarks are too small to have a quirk, they live & die just like all atoms certainly must.

Clearly, all matter is a finite conglomeration of the matrix, as in a dream within One
Alive both inside & outside of the thing itself, a substance whirling into a form begun
Out of just waking up one morning feeling fine with nothing special on my holy mind
Mercy is all we can offer to God's damned ne'er-do-wells, extinction flashing the sign.

If any species doesn't reproduce it's own, it becomes extinct, it all turns to golden crap
Many buyers for that valuable rock of ages, unconsciously coming to awareness' dap
Known what is and what isn't, tell everyone you know about it, they will get made too
Just like you want to hurt them, the way they act it's them that wants to be hurt, cool.

Honed all the skills I could reap from the sewage underground & in full pooh pools
Took it all with me into the unconsciousness' black foil, turned blues deep purple tools
To keep the sad people inside of their minds without letting sadness infect stock prices
A conceptual analysis method, logic, reason, deduction, induction, assumed premises.

Sneaks, spies, snitches to make secrets divulge into ears of the more than unworthy
Known scents of those who are threatening is very helpful, it's what they ate all day
Long or short, the smoke of the city is the same as the country, it's a puff & a cough
Years, decades like hours, minutes, seconds, ticks & that's the size of it, God is rough!

Stuck in Chicago to leave someday, there's no way to get away, resign your funk sign
Summertime or Fall, that beautiful weather in California is like government cheese
You got it & didn't even need it but there's rewards for those who beckon the divine
To manipulate the natural world of random chance & directed spells of the genesis.

Harlem to San Ysidro on the map & on the ground 3000 miles between the borders
It's not in the dream if it's not supposed to be, it's predetermined by the hoarders
Keeping all the stuff you handle in stacks, piles & ceiling high trash, 4 bedroom full
Who you are is who I was and what I am is what you'll be soon, you'll feel the pull.

Once upon a time, they all lived happily ever after the trials & tribulations of Love
No time like the present, beginning right this moment until further notice, as above
It's below the clouds, above the gold, a super supper, liking the super salad or soup
Touched down on the water surface & waited 5 minutes for a Coastie save scoop.

Get me wrong at your peril, words mean one thing, that's what I say they mean
Not what you thought they meant, it's clear that the controller of language is me
Blowing sounds into holes, amplifying the octaves, brass & woodwind, all is good
Soul knows good from bad, if you got it, don't lose it, knowledge ain't comin' back.

We all hold on as long as the strength remains within, giving up is a slam dunk
Getting everything done that you came here to do, even if this is the last cup of tea
Hearts and souls fulfilled one way or the other & it's just the nature of the wild beast
Cows are comin' home now, whiskey river got drunk upon the smoke of the skunk.

To be clear, the shark is out of the barn, the mule's still kickin' though, survival tic
DNA magnetic force of attraction and repulsion is the One & only order of Things
Subjects and objects appearing as causes of effects which in turn cause bell rings
On your outdoor or in your head, the thing itself is just a form after all the shtick.

Mainlined into your bloodstream, streaming Internet's intranet every which way
But loose from the noose is the only way to be, obey the law or say you're sorry OK
Then at least the karmic debt owed might be reduced an iota so you'll be flush at end
Yet the stench rises & all dead underground stinks like holy hell to a higher heaven.

There's a very good reason why it's been labeled such mean ways in holy Hehl holes
Nobody alive wants to go there or be there at all, a place in Space to thunder bowl
When the storms cover the dry land of Earth, the thunder rolls, lightening flashes on
Soul searches like hell's pull, original sin laid your bets in core form, divine typhoon.
 
by
rjjstephan, i
c.  Lundi, IX-IV-MMXXIII @ 911 PMPST
{ Kicked out while jammin' to #Trucking @GratefulDead & #HITS link @ https://youtu.be/GVF22wIKPKU?si=jz-R3OAAXTmRbiYc }
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