M A S H 4077 U N I T
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Copy your code in every cell of every human body and you get a Supernova recipe for Aster
Not disaster because that would mean utter extinction into the universal Void above & below
Mama told me to chill out and relax like I did on the day I was stillborn in the womb, knowing
That’s T.M.I. but OK, whatever… so one cliché after another, I’ll roll just like a pinball draining.
Bean sprout seed in a hole dug in the ground of being, alive and well in the clay, sandy dead
I’m ash of a black star above called Sun, not a Sin, not my sons but my sun, UV lit to Infrared
Between the perfect knees of my mate is the only place I wanna be, alas it can’t be so above
I’ll take the moments I glean from the 24/7 weeks of the anniversary of the dawning of love.
Time in a bottle without a cap, seeps into the Void and gets sucked into the straw of the Big Dog sips
Out of our control, just a minute while I get the combination #’s for the lock on the Trojan’s horse lips
Seven continental hills of Earth just a petri dish of accidental collisions of disembodied consciousnesses
You see whether you’re blind or not, you hear even if you can’t comprehend the gift of the goodness.
What you are & what I am has no consequence on the annals of history, no Platonic or Socratic skit
Gleaned translation of the foreign wisdom in a foreign mind now dead to the world as we know it
Travel down a tube, as an unfertilized egg not even a blip on the radar screen, sudden impact slams
You turn from One into two, then four, ad infinitum in geometric progression, eat your liver & yams.
Hate to love what you know you’ll lose either through accidental or intentional detachment, yet I will
Love to love and let it go when it’s ready to move on without me, not even a distant thought I’ll kill
Recollection of every single moment from the first to the last, a rerun of the best movie of all my time
Spent while awake or in a dream while asleep for a third of the time I’m here & now, wasted my dime.
Should have, would have, could have…blah, blah, blah you said it all before, we heard it ad infinitum
Now just jump ahead the first person in line, they won’t mind, by the time they realize it, quickly run
Out of left field’s inner sanctum, one can’t be one’s human identity, be mother’s or sister’s unholy dirt
Give it everything you’ve got but you won’t be the known in the world of the unknown, blessed man.
Psyche hunger evolves into the extinction of the species, nowhere else to go, in, out, up or down
Six feet under is a good place for the rotten super-ego & Id that couldn’t settle the Pilot’s Hill town
Could be the one & only place to see coastal waters, way up, top of the hill where men feared to go
Not wise ones but the wise-ass ones, they were the braver, put money on the sheepish, dead Rambo.
When the Trojan Horse contents have been disseminated into the atmosphere, All Man’s DNA dies
If there was any extraterrestrial sorts of evolutionary life above & below this planet, tell bible lies
Short as the long pants you’ve worn since your knickers fell off of your body’s bones like red meat
Top of your skull’s hair-do to the bottom of your feet’s soul, it’s never-never land’s instinct seat.
Dawn to dusk, filled from the brink of emptiness to the lower level of full-Monty power punchin’
Bought & sold everything I ever had, now I don’t have anything anymore, all easy for my carryin’
Into the battle that will escalate into the whole world’s last war, one’s Gods are all communicatin’
UFOs are all powers outside of the mud, blood & beer we ingest, digest & excrete in scat heaven.
Now you know, we’re not alone and not allowed to originate the Big Bang reversal of fortune buzz
Revolve, wobble, spun web on the ellipse clockwise, counter-clockwise knowledge & wisdom’s fuzz
Know what you knew before your conception in the womb, know it all finally, dense mortality sin
Ego don’t matter to gods, gods don’t matter to my Ego, your babies grow into the hero & the villain.
By the riverside or seaside, it’s the only way to escape the rats & roaches love of garbage & trash
Top of the snowcapped mountains works but they’re too far away & there’s no deposit, no return
Too legit to quit or be quiet therefore, with or without intelligence to survive a hostile door dash
Before the 0’s & 1’s there were zeroes & ones, pixels defined by dots in the matrix, butter churn.
Need and want the relished contents of the dream, before I wake up, I want to be wizard of Oz
A branded figment of electronic imagination, a movement to cause the effects of divinity’s fuzz
Hard to get, hard to comprehend, soft as the untouchable clouds above us, I remain silent, blue
No mas, living friends & enemies I love, #WorstIsYetToCome, dream’s over, I’m already gone too.
How stupid can the progenitors of the species be? Mamas & papas have no effect on children
Children get programmed for their behavior because that’s what primates do, chimpanzee too
Homo Erectus was no different than you and I, just dead to the world now, skin & bones done
What you see, what you hear, you smell, taste & feel, that’s Life, it’s all there is, Do enjoy some!
by
r j j stephan, i
c. Mercredi, Janvier XXXIst MMXXIV Anno Domini @ 1111 AM MST
{ Crafted this chic little ditty while slammin’ @BBKing & @Pavarotti #TheThrillIsGone link on youTube @ https://youtu.be/Wq4yFgyeOjo?si=VnJ2_Vf8tiZGNlZ9 }
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