PET PSYCHIC ON @Armstrong_Getty #DevilDogsFromHeaven
#KeepSFOClean
11-11-2023 PRE-MIDNIGHT
MASH HOUR 2359
Festivities have been postponed until further notice, it’s a decision from hell’s heavens
Your children grew into men and women who knew they all had to go to seven elevens
Stayin’ out so late at night that only a few could keep up with the pattern, the form of it
Immortal or just a momentary blip on the timeline keepin’ track of your karma for S#IT.
Hey! Hay is for horses, so they say, what is important is that I’ve now got your attention, sir
Bring your sweet lovin’ right over here next to me, I’ll spread my margarine across mortal sin
A lot or a little bit don’t make a big difference for a keeper, either a keeper or it’s an illusion
Of mice and the dumb asses who kill them to stop the thievery of the grain saved for winter.
In the confessional you go, kneel down, sign of the cross, apologize to nobody for anything
It’s a program out of my control, I ain’t responsible for the causes & their effects, My Thing
What I got, what I groomed, whats’ the point besides getting’ satisfaction with a status too
Got freedom in the center of indentured servitude, survival of the most fit is the code blue.
Emergency ain’t important, take the good, the bad & ugly with the chivalry of a white knight
Heavenly honey as sweet as the first draw of air here and now, even one moment is good light
Clear as deep fog behind a vacuum of inconceivable nothingness, all cyberspace mating aps
Perfectly imperfect DNA, acid of starburst energy from Big Bang’s bit, Singularity collapse.
Function of the calculus and trigonometrical extrapolations of the inner abstractions of Space
Flyin’ the astronauts up and down doesn’t help get closer to the Mystic, Mars to Uranus’ face
Can’t shoot the messenger with anything other than a smoked pipe of shotguns into windblow
But anyways, four cornered room, ceiling and floor, subterranean cosmos, as above, so below.
Think, therefore you ain’t here like you’ve been trained to believe, blind faith in unreal times
Rigorous from conception to a final escapade in silence or out loud, s#it's real hard rhymes
Sonny, father, husband, brother like you made it all worthwhile, cool daddio, forgot long hair
Hard to get planning, aloof with my head spinning in thin hair, circular jerked sand & hot air.
Aquarius to Zeta-Theta where the rubber meets the high road, smoked until I swallowed it
Fired up from the flames’ cinders left over from the original star stuff, Big Bang Hades’ chit
Imagine copyright, pretend you said this & that first before it got copied & credited to a cad
Could have been you or anyone else on the planet, life favors the bold for survival of a code.
Festivities have been postponed until further notice, it’s a decision from hell’s heavens
Your children grew into men and women who knew they all had to go to seven elevens
Stayin’ out so late at night that only a few could keep up with the pattern, the form of it
Immortal or just a momentary blip on the timeline keepin’ track of your karma for S#IT.
Hey! Hay is for horses, so they say, what is important is that I’ve now got your attention, sir
Bring your sweet lovin’ right over here next to me, I’ll spread my margarine across mortal sin
A lot or a little bit don’t make a big difference for a keeper, either a keeper or it’s an illusion
Of mice and the dumb asses who kill them to stop the thievery of the grain saved for winter.
In the confessional you go, kneel down, sign of the cross, apologize to nobody for anything
It’s a program out of my control, I ain’t responsible for the causes & their effects, My Thing
What I got, what I groomed, whats’ the point besides getting’ satisfaction with a status too
Got freedom in the center of indentured servitude, survival of the most fit is the code blue.
Emergency ain’t important, take the good, the bad & ugly with the chivalry of a white knight
Heavenly honey as sweet as the first draw of air here and now, even one moment is good light
Clear as deep fog behind a vacuum of inconceivable nothingness, all cyberspace mating aps
Perfectly imperfect DNA, acid of starburst energy from Big Bang’s bit, Singularity collapse.
Function of the calculus and trigonometrical extrapolations of the inner abstractions of Space
Flyin’ the astronauts up and down doesn’t help get closer to the Mystic, Mars to Uranus’ face
Can’t shoot the messenger with anything other than a smoked pipe of shotguns into windblow
But anyways, four cornered room, ceiling and floor, subterranean cosmos, as above, so below.
Think, therefore you ain’t here like you’ve been trained to believe, blind faith in unreal times
Rigorous from conception to a final escapade in silence or out loud, s#it's real hard rhymes
Sonny, father, husband, brother like you made it all worthwhile, cool daddio, forgot long hair
Hard to get planning, aloof with my head spinning in thin hair, circular jerked sand & hot air.
Aquarius to Zeta-Theta where the rubber meets the high road, smoked until I swallowed it
Fired up from the flames’ cinders left over from the original star stuff, Big Bang Hades’ chit
Imagine copyright, pretend you said this & that first before it got copied & credited to a cad
Could have been you or anyone else on the planet, life favors the bold for survival of a code.
Bright mothers and dim fathers, as above, so it is below, virgin queens & celibate Vi-kings, son
Nope, daughters weren’t havin’ the dominant & subordinate assumptions of ignorant fathers
Got back to kids & their pets who ran away with Loretta or Jimmy, it's all about the mothers
It is no big thing, said vehicle collapsed, your friend collapsed & died weeks later, caput, done.
Years movin’ along in a quickening quicksand, don’t notice last Time Out when it comes down
Fortune was yours to have gotten to Earth at all, living thousands of days since my afterbirth
Twinkling starlight is ringing a bell but it’s not for who the bell tolls, it’s for God's wake-up call
Rock stones rolled, as long as it took to trick me upstairs for a paid ride, drunk outta my mind.
Justice always was a ham sandwich if it was on rye with mustard & dill relish on mayonnaise
Filed my nails & my taxes, Timing game now for the last chance at stayin’ alive in stained glass
Time left over in the space of an hour, 55 minutes left, tick tock, movin’ ahead, bet on a clock
Gentle rain then a thunderstorm, all for the species of mine, my time in Space, I say, #awphuq!
Timing is everything, Uncle Romeo tried to let us all know, the same above as it is down here
Losers & winners are all it’s all about, survival of the fit or those who find it difficult to be us
No cheating & obeying every rule in the book that nobody ever sees, illusion of wine & beer
Drank it all 'til I was drunk for quite a while, made me forget the pain, fell in love with Venus.
Desire & Need may coincide with Wish or not, Will to Power is being First Cause, enough said
All day & night, eyes wide awake or walkin’ around in a dream world, a thing itself is not dead
What has no matter is of no consequence to the powers that Be, some disembodied oak trees
Ghosty head, spirit & soul body, mirror image of Nothing but repetitive malfunction's seized.
You & I, dead ones who were here & the non-existent ones who used to be here, know bums
We are the people of united states of amnesia who by nature, forget it all as moment, it comes
Power to the people, said Lennon, y’all want a revolution to release power to the people, boss
It has to be this way, Kings & Queens of the hill get it, we’re all on leased time from Cosmos.
Harbingers ringin’ my bell, I forgot to remember what can’t be retrieved, this life you got now
When it’s all gone, you are all gone, don’t shoot the messenger, you got no soul or spirit below
Function of abstract calculus is one step beyond the humanity, a Space of divine knowledge
To be or not to double back to be again are the only LIT superfluous options, so, breathe out.
Bones of contention, 208 of them in the muscles & sinews I engage in a battle for sanity’s Id
Living in a corral’s fence, time to jump it & run for cover, you’ll be hunted down 'til it’s founded
All high smoke everywhere, complicated simple minds, I believe the blind faith of It all, et al
Consciousness of Josie & Joseph put a conception together, exploded into Life, now it’s dead.
Buried grapefruit wine in the sand at dawn, came out at dawn, waited 'til dusk, funked up too
Beyond graves of the hungry, dead skulls that can’t speak in tongues any longer, they’re blue
Opportunity's knocking on invisible portals that suck what’s left into a matrix, allstars’ buster
Moon’s bright tonight, the sun's on the other side for 720 minutes per day, near the equator.
Wait a while, it’ll come to you, if you wait forever, it’d be there at the end of it all, spammed
Stand up & stand down when I say anything about a danger of being at ease, attention please
You listenin’ now? I bet you are, stay with me another line, it’s gonna be just fine, go tell mama
Keep her in the loop of the light of the White Knight punk, me & that’s the way it is to be papa.
Oh really, reality as real as real could possibly be from Admiral to Ensign, #CPO to seamen
Four or five star general down to airmen & CPO sergeants, all to blame but I’m all too human
I would've thought that & said that even if it was said & sung before I uttered a word I do tell
Your entire life is overruled & out of line with reality, no way to double back to the jinn’s spell.
Flooded system with monkey boots’ self-destruction, extinction for minions, a putrid kung fu
I fooled you twice & you fooled me once so shame on you, pink is the new yellow, purple One
Blowjob of God, frozen mega force of a jerk-off workforce, around an infinite particle's Mouse
So it is that all y’all got to get down, in or out of a circle jerk of fear, irrationality in the house.
Park close to the curb, avoid occasional scrapes & crush of metal & plastic, mouse click on gall
Pause in battle allows the Stith to move into a shyt position of devil dogs’ heads on a swivel
To remain in tact or in disassembly, in the hands of the gods or Fate’s neutral hand of the draw
In country or back in the world, a motive for modus operandi is to evolve dead souls to crawl.
My third eye went blind suddenly & I’m irresponsible none of my actions, neither now or then
Before or after a Fall from grace, which I have nothing at all to do with, I'm DNA slots
On a mountain, it’s a natural resting place for the spirit of atomic creation of something, zazen
Peasants or elite can’t avoid the future the past continues to steadfastly pursue, cool amen!
Y’all are both comin’ on strong & goin’ out with a peep, Earth can hear, burnt urn or in a coffin
Heavy metal can’t contain The Truth in a pyramid or undercover of a satin sheet, 208 bone sin
Grim or happy to be a part of solar systemic behavior of cause and effect Will to Power to see
Your path to Cosmos through this solar system is already paved, all gone old man, salty sea!
Tie a tag on the toe of mortality, can’t handle the truth but a toe-tag can’t be denied, end chit Ecstasy can't justify free Will assignment from power that is, this, that & everything, this is it
No justice without mustard & dill on the ham sandwich, wise philosopher said it on dead wood
Three, two, One, presto, voila! OMG, blind faith warned of revelry, self-attack, Evil ain't Good.
Evil spelled backward is Live, onto the beginning of lines from bitter ends, back in a NY minute
Time is tight, time is money, out of time means nothing to Time itself, outer Spatial-Void shyt
Complexity of the simple, emptiness brings you & I to this point, got us all, had to be a big butt
Last chance to hop aboard or be left behind where you’ve been since conception in ovum scat.
Pork, beans & bullets, plants we’ve found & groomed to be manna of Life itself, cannibal Jack
Not to be here & now isn’t an option, already here & now, already gone too far to comeback
Nothing is free by definition, everything is dependent on everything else, a body politic tomb
Justice always was a ham sandwich if it was on rye with mustard & dill relish on mayonnaise
Filed my nails & my taxes, Timing game now for the last chance at stayin’ alive in stained glass
Time left over in the space of an hour, 55 minutes left, tick tock, movin’ ahead, bet on a clock
Gentle rain then a thunderstorm, all for the species of mine, my time in Space, I say, #awphuq!
Timing is everything, Uncle Romeo tried to let us all know, the same above as it is down here
Losers & winners are all it’s all about, survival of the fit or those who find it difficult to be us
No cheating & obeying every rule in the book that nobody ever sees, illusion of wine & beer
Drank it all 'til I was drunk for quite a while, made me forget the pain, fell in love with Venus.
Desire & Need may coincide with Wish or not, Will to Power is being First Cause, enough said
All day & night, eyes wide awake or walkin’ around in a dream world, a thing itself is not dead
What has no matter is of no consequence to the powers that Be, some disembodied oak trees
Ghosty head, spirit & soul body, mirror image of Nothing but repetitive malfunction's seized.
You & I, dead ones who were here & the non-existent ones who used to be here, know bums
We are the people of united states of amnesia who by nature, forget it all as moment, it comes
Power to the people, said Lennon, y’all want a revolution to release power to the people, boss
It has to be this way, Kings & Queens of the hill get it, we’re all on leased time from Cosmos.
Harbingers ringin’ my bell, I forgot to remember what can’t be retrieved, this life you got now
When it’s all gone, you are all gone, don’t shoot the messenger, you got no soul or spirit below
Function of abstract calculus is one step beyond the humanity, a Space of divine knowledge
To be or not to double back to be again are the only LIT superfluous options, so, breathe out.
Bones of contention, 208 of them in the muscles & sinews I engage in a battle for sanity’s Id
Living in a corral’s fence, time to jump it & run for cover, you’ll be hunted down 'til it’s founded
All high smoke everywhere, complicated simple minds, I believe the blind faith of It all, et al
Consciousness of Josie & Joseph put a conception together, exploded into Life, now it’s dead.
Buried grapefruit wine in the sand at dawn, came out at dawn, waited 'til dusk, funked up too
Beyond graves of the hungry, dead skulls that can’t speak in tongues any longer, they’re blue
Opportunity's knocking on invisible portals that suck what’s left into a matrix, allstars’ buster
Moon’s bright tonight, the sun's on the other side for 720 minutes per day, near the equator.
Wait a while, it’ll come to you, if you wait forever, it’d be there at the end of it all, spammed
Stand up & stand down when I say anything about a danger of being at ease, attention please
You listenin’ now? I bet you are, stay with me another line, it’s gonna be just fine, go tell mama
Keep her in the loop of the light of the White Knight punk, me & that’s the way it is to be papa.
Oh really, reality as real as real could possibly be from Admiral to Ensign, #CPO to seamen
Four or five star general down to airmen & CPO sergeants, all to blame but I’m all too human
I would've thought that & said that even if it was said & sung before I uttered a word I do tell
Your entire life is overruled & out of line with reality, no way to double back to the jinn’s spell.
Flooded system with monkey boots’ self-destruction, extinction for minions, a putrid kung fu
I fooled you twice & you fooled me once so shame on you, pink is the new yellow, purple One
Blowjob of God, frozen mega force of a jerk-off workforce, around an infinite particle's Mouse
So it is that all y’all got to get down, in or out of a circle jerk of fear, irrationality in the house.
Park close to the curb, avoid occasional scrapes & crush of metal & plastic, mouse click on gall
Pause in battle allows the Stith to move into a shyt position of devil dogs’ heads on a swivel
To remain in tact or in disassembly, in the hands of the gods or Fate’s neutral hand of the draw
In country or back in the world, a motive for modus operandi is to evolve dead souls to crawl.
My third eye went blind suddenly & I’m irresponsible none of my actions, neither now or then
Before or after a Fall from grace, which I have nothing at all to do with, I'm DNA slots
On a mountain, it’s a natural resting place for the spirit of atomic creation of something, zazen
Peasants or elite can’t avoid the future the past continues to steadfastly pursue, cool amen!
Y’all are both comin’ on strong & goin’ out with a peep, Earth can hear, burnt urn or in a coffin
Heavy metal can’t contain The Truth in a pyramid or undercover of a satin sheet, 208 bone sin
Grim or happy to be a part of solar systemic behavior of cause and effect Will to Power to see
Your path to Cosmos through this solar system is already paved, all gone old man, salty sea!
Tie a tag on the toe of mortality, can’t handle the truth but a toe-tag can’t be denied, end chit Ecstasy can't justify free Will assignment from power that is, this, that & everything, this is it
No justice without mustard & dill on the ham sandwich, wise philosopher said it on dead wood
Three, two, One, presto, voila! OMG, blind faith warned of revelry, self-attack, Evil ain't Good.
Evil spelled backward is Live, onto the beginning of lines from bitter ends, back in a NY minute
Time is tight, time is money, out of time means nothing to Time itself, outer Spatial-Void shyt
Complexity of the simple, emptiness brings you & I to this point, got us all, had to be a big butt
Last chance to hop aboard or be left behind where you’ve been since conception in ovum scat.
Pork, beans & bullets, plants we’ve found & groomed to be manna of Life itself, cannibal Jack
Not to be here & now isn’t an option, already here & now, already gone too far to comeback
Nothing is free by definition, everything is dependent on everything else, a body politic tomb
All heroes and heroines are agents of doom, Ending& Beginning merge into a bride & groom.
by
r j j stephan, i
c. Samedhi
& Dimanche, 11-11/12-MMXXIII Anno Domini @ 333 AMPST
{ Cranked out of the mindset within in abstract silence,
just a buzz in my ears before the rock begins @Aerosmith #WalkThisWay on youTube
link @ https://youtu.be/4B_UYYPb-Gk?si=avpG0OcAMIBBg-GS
}
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