PRETEND BODY & SOUL WON’T SURVIVE EXTINCTION’S DOOM
-------------xo gods-------------------
Two wrongs do not make one right, that would be a fallacious argument in a fool’s face It might be the ways and means of the forms and shapes of the times that shape Space
Time too that seems to be a measure of your relationship with the cosmic Brand flakes
Gods and the gold, primary function of a bullied boy is to become the government cake.
If you’re a moron, you look like a moron, you speak like a moron, you write like one tool
High crimes & misdemeanors flap you lips sir Raskin or Holmes of the Sher Locke’ fool
Swine kidney saved your DNA, savin’ pigs is no fine meal for the carnivores of humanity
How now, piggy heart, can we use PIG when we’ve clogged every blue-blooded artery?
Serious as a heart attack, the coronary thrombosis comes & goes with the Earth’s spin
Revolving, orbiting, stuck in the sun’s gravitational collapse in an infinite vortex of Gin
Shots with the tonic got me over the facts of life, being out of control, I created The Toy
Of the Man above & below me, obedient, cheerful, thrifty, brave, CLEAN, reverent boy.
Dramatic Talkie from First Cause’s walking dead, stayin’ alive in the coffin grave, Revive
Lumps of skin and bone, asleep even while wide awake, inner blind faith’s comfort dove
Peace to the ones who struggle to get over their own abuse by elders, the evil are alive
With you & with me, some guitar strings pluck the arpeggio & hit Hits, all below & above.
Original sin recollection or total ignorance of the reason for the Earth’s existence inline
Matter and the Forms, shapes of the things we have discourse about, cyber intercourse
Events are the memory of an illusionary presence & it’s momentary lapse of dreaming
In colors of the rainbow or in basic black & bright white, either way divinity’s scheming.
Creating the creation and taking no responsibility for the actions of the offspring, it’s Life
The narrow way is to act as an orphan without companions would, to be One cool knife
No back up required, self-sustaining logistics to stay alive & comfortable for the duration
Of good & bad times happening to everyone on every dried-up continent, I’m mortal sin.
You cannot pay a fine high enough to pay divine transgressions, you’ve been conceived
Intelligent life can’t be discerned underwater or in an invisible, empty mind, yet, believed
Impossible that a contradiction can be a Truth, back-to-back holes-in-one don’t happen
17 million to one, a highly impossible shot in the dark to a divine microdot, a lion’s den.
Heavenly bodies more than the human females’ 207 bones born, being cosmic void scat
The barrier to the Space between all things in the galaxy is invisible, you still collapse it
Freedom ready for Will to Power trending expansion, annihilation, obliteration God spat
Jealousy of my jelly beans, make ‘em Joe, I ate ‘em grampa, rotten tooth karma’s Fitbit.
Star to star, face to face, understand what’s going on in backgrounds behind your back
Biscuits with grave butter that clog the tubes of the many, I am One, the same as Black
Skin color in the dark is the identical hue and shade, only idiots lack the discretion high
Not the fault of an idiot, it’s DNA genetic inheritance, love is blind, it makes the Big Guy.
Daddy knows nothing, mommy knows most if not all that needs to be known, need to no
Just say no, it feels very good to be in control of the behavior you’re responsible for, bro
Sisters too, you’re not left out of the obligation to be responsible for your actions, oh girl
I’d be in trouble regardless of proverbial “End Times”, I think, ergo I’m God’s whole whirl.
by
r j j stephan, i
c. Vendredi, March XXIInd MMXXIV Anno Domini @ 711 AMPST
{ Uplinked from the @TrumpTowerPenthouse & @500ItalianFreemasons & drafted from #Hades’ link @ https://youtu.be/9FSJKmEUZfI?si=gfmtc9L24wGy6LSK }
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