#MayTheFourthBeWithYou #BlowYourTop @ZZT

FOOL ADAM IN WISE EVE’S PINK CADDY’S BACKSEAT

Of course, Eve tempted Adam with plausible deniability, creep had total free will to choose
Hence the harbinger of Evil or Good in context of the garden of Eden, you all drink the booze
Of rats and smaller critters in the star dust you grow seeds in, restaurants of dead life food
Worms, all the way up to the all too human rattle & hum, a pleasure feeling, being so good.

Drivin’ up and down the streets my father and mother dropped in my lap, got me one PhD
In logic and pure reason from the university of experiencing #LikeItOrNot, it’s all about #Me
Where my grandchildren were conceived, in the back seat of my plausible deniability honey
Mankind won’t do it on it’s own, adjust the DNA by the ingestion of congestion, gold money.

Mating malfunctions in the species’ code require full extinction of the species, x & y deadly
Whomever is quoted as saying it’s never too late is no doubt stone cold mortified mortally
Of course the memory can’t be forgotten without constant delirium of civilization’s breath
All of the many in the Earth’s dirt enjoy the health and avoidance of dearth and ego death.

Only a fence charged with the power to annihilate your spark will keep y’all out the corral
You used too much power growing up and what you’ve got left is an out of time seashell
It ain’t your fault you were conceived in the heat of the night, free will or raped hooker Ma
She’s a mother but the orphans ain’t likely to be happy, ever, forever, happiness with no Pa.

Wave of the substance getting close to the fusion & fission of the form, reserve a holy Hole
Not bad being evil and not bad being good on a Saturday night, city or country Muscle Shoal
Substance & Form coming from Nothing is absurd foolish blather, everything is One Atom
Plenty of the many to obfuscate the function of the calculus, nevertheless, God is a bum.

Previous words come from the bottom of the cess pool just like the pleasure of beauty’s Id
You need a ride and I want to give you one too, asked me to pick you up from work, so I did
Honey, baby, your daddy wouldn’t like me thinkin’ of huggin’ & kissin’ you all over the place
I mean in public or private, too tempted to not want to, I’m jealous of me, love my fish face.

Handling maneuvers as planned, practiced every permutation of jump shots & slam dunks
Chopped down some cherry trees & fired up the dead wood, under heaven’s stars in waving
To my flesh, skin and borrowed 208 bones, some broke and others just cracked, one or two
Broke my nose without knowing why I was lying underground, seein’ daylit twinklin’ allstars.

Hugs is all I want from you baby, yeah, you know I love you for your Pink Cadillac out of sight
It’s all going to be clear after the obscurity is seen for what it is, the smokescreen of the Oz
Wizard had a hold on you and made forget you were dreaming, in a coma for the sugar Pez
Oozing and cruising up and down, in and out, in the front and the back, just don’t be Right.

It’s alright to be on the far left with the dead philosophers who laugh rollin’ in the ash urns
Graves of wisdom who knew the two bits used all your gas and left your family in the lurch
All saved & invested in Ends of Time, burnt ash of trees, broke hydrogen oxygen molecules
Atomic reference of fuel reserves, supernova happening without warning, need Hercules.

No matter how you try, not even Atlas or Hermes Trismegistus phenomena, mortal sinner
Knowing everything is rhythm & rhyme is all you need, all you’ve wanted forever, with beer
Drink it deeply, your mother was a woman, it makes you half of a man, force of love power
Prior knowledge of the following is not important in the end, Nothing matters to him or her.

Hunger for data, your hard drive’s been bleached bit vacuumed, preach the way of a monk
Silenced in the darkness, too human nature, good, bad & ugly mixed, unofficial fake facts
Evolution the appearance of all we can observe with perception and digestion production
My father said, “Money isn’t Everything, it’s the Only Thing!” but he didn’t, it is a super funk.
by
r j j stephan, i
c. Samedhi #May the 4th be with you! 2024 Anno Domini @ 1245 PMPST
{ Skinned listenin’ to @Davy_Crockett #WOKE link on youTube @ https://youtu.be/UzAwQUwaUYY }
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