ON GUARD! TOUCHE
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Fair as it’s gonna get with the deck of cards you’ve been directed to deal with
The Name of the game is as unknown as the rules of engagement prerequisite
Ready without a clue, able to thwart any threat short of a Derringer to the head
Time’s way shorter than a thin line’s length before it morphs into a point of dread.
Utter nonsense he said as she said nothing, it took two to tango, all of this to show
How your inner self decided all of your actions, nobody I’d rather be than wind blow
It’s random chaos & sniper fire filling peace & emptiness of a war without a battle
One you caused, I caused, we all caused this LIVE dream, I’m in it to win it a little.
Truth is being told when I spill the beans on the hot stove, getting clear in a jiffy
Tin roof and dirt floor keeping the little dependent ones in your dreaming effigy
Filled up the tank God, it’s good for 300 miles or more, be in L.A. by noon, aw man
Know what I’m talkin’ about? Chill to WAR, the band & be all too human, Antman.
By the time the living is completed, speaking frankly for everything mortal or not
It all comes down to the DOW & it’s not a mistake that it’s reactionary to Reality
Same cause of everything is now metabolizing, One bubble showing off divinity
The Many carry the load & sing about droppin’ a dank blunt on the Nile’s hunt.
Fencing or sword fighting from the first to the last insult, somebody’s love falls
Into the holy black hole, extreme edge of the Void being It & not It simultaneous
Brought your sweet love home to me last night & now you’re gone already & so
Already gone empty, fallen away from the holy grail’s gold, hole the phone, bro!
My father in heaven & on Earth mated with my mother to receive me, forgave at last
Mindful of the copy produced out of nonbeer, it’s no stretch of the imagination to fly
As high as any other man could ever be, there’s reasons for rhyme & logistical past
Just because you thought you were so pretty; you were but forgot that it fades fast.
Sooner or later you’re gonna find out that reality we see has always been a ruse
To fool y’all, us all, even me the #SherlockHolmes from four-cornered room blues
Fathers neglected yet screwed our mothers & then got all dead-beat like the zombies
All through the rock of ages, the princes & princesses descended of bastard hobbies.
Dissolved the matter you used during your stint with 208 bones descended Adam
All at One used rib morphed, a grandmother of a good or evil tale of grim Grinch
Vicious yet calm & cool during tense situations like a holy threat of immediate death
Birth of a baby illegitimate in concept, married Ma & Pa, Love's cause of my breath.
Rocked, rolled, got sore, pain & suffering didn’t erase a recollection of the darkness
Inside of the womb & outside of the atmosphere, astronauts would testify firsthand
Without a gamete & egg I cannot exist, I think I came from this thing itself, scored
Dad lucked out a few times, we’ve all come, some gone JOJO, Big AL’s lion roared.
Not all alone with rockin’ sounds of drums beating & bass, rhythm, lead & the brass
Complete in my mother’s and father’s essence, they created Present turning to Past
Essence of secrecy about the nature of being, why we exist & where Life orginated
On a cusp of a planet, solar system, galactic consciousness of Nothing, grateful dead.
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r j j stephan, i
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Dimanche 3rd day of September, I remember the Earth, Wind
& Fire jammin’ in the background link @
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F I N I S
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HAPPY BIRTHDAY #101 in Cielo Mama Mia! Kiss Pop for me XOICHd
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