LIFE SUPPORTING JOCK STRAPPED
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Where did all of the reeking aromas originate from when all of this has always been here
So, forever in the middle of nowhere, ask any astronaut, it's all shock & awe over there
I danced when all I wanted to do was hug your skin and bones, yeah you know, I'm crude
Not for the shock value but for the momentary lapse of reason down in the black hole dude.
Evil has begun the countdown, nothing you can do to stop the numbers goin' down, bro
Heart and soul, your shopping for the things needed in the fun house, follow the crow
All comes 'n goes in 'n out of your dreamscape, rational awareness of deduced premises
Guns and cannons fired up the twenty one gun salute in tribute to the bloody hero trees.
Patience was in la salle de bain for such a long time that she fell into the hands of fortune
The sons and daughters of the windfall are merely the descendants of the most fit of tribes
Maybe from pit caves near Pacific shores of git-she-gloomy to an at-One prehistoric native
Grateful man on this is dead Star dirt, evolved treason four seasons, to survive, to live free
Dying to live as an infinite bunch of DNA in a petri dish of invisible particles in outer-space
Free and equal to every other 208 bone form of the mighty Homo Sapiens, Come On Man!
Maggots got-way with murdered extraterrestrial ilk blood on their hands, all-too-human fit!
Freaks & mutants cannot dissolve the Evil intent of the hellish god below, copy above chit?
The last word you say is 'P' as in you gotta go to the end of your soul's journey in a hairy shirt
Savages from one cell mitosis, moving acid DNA from one thing to another by eating dog's dirt
Becoming the civilized yet illiterate in the superlative, ready to split atoms of matter into glass
Creation of the fission and fusion of the son was not invented by HUMANITY, kiss my ASS!
Rebooting system now to amend the errors of data transfer from my mind to the cyberspace
Once we merge into the field of dreams beyond our comfortable peace without a strife pace
We'll have no choice to choose any other way than, one last gasp before we're drunk on grape
That your eyes are both wide open as if you've seen your maker's ghost, your jaw slack, agape.
Looky here now, this ain't no party, you're here to stay away from the lurking killers of you
It might be men or women or an animal that sees you as a threat to their being, I'm killin' it
Not you or anyone else, just 'it' & that is all, killin' it meaning 'nailing' it home, pound sand
Now & then whether we like it or not, somebody will die, at The End pal, it's a fool's errand.
Rinse out your memory of me, see that was very easy, you don't know like I know but wait
There's a remote chance in Hades that you gave it all at war in a battle without a cause date
Can't come back to reincarnate since the thing itself is nowhere but in the mind divine love
Random collisions of atoms & quarks without rational reason other than inertia, Sun Love.
It is exactly holy scat that got us here, there's no question about it, idiots and morons deny
Facts and factoids all considered in the equation, original zero transforms into One in the sky
All you have, cool words on dead tree-leaves dyed with Indian ink's indelible stamp to view
Ending in The End when it's all over, you may have to 'pee' but it's your Soul dumpin' YOU!
by
r j j stephan, i
by
r j j stephan, i
{ Yeah, you know, ripped from matrix @0735 hours BOOM! }
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