#GODZILLA vs #KingKong

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"HEY BABY, I'M TALKIN' TO YOU," THERE IS NO PLAN ‘B’

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For the last 24/7 time, if I’m not mistaken, there’s a breach in the China panda

Another hole in the foreskin of the life inseminator we call The Mother, Earth

Never invisible, always connected to the feeling of the magnetism from birth

Yet still grounded in the divine being, never seen, rumored to be propaganda.

To control the masses, the rulers cannot be kings when slaves know they’re slaves

Words taught to the children of the paupers who will pay for the princes & knaves

Ones with the power to enslave, to imprison, to effectively hold the Tongue of Man

Linguistically certain Nothing’s neither above nor below Earth, forget about it then.

Minks are animals too yet trapped for the fur to wrap around the female naked neck

To look like an animal would love to wrap around your shoulders and your sway back

Fox trapped for the hair of the tail to be gripped by it’s own useful idiot’s design, Jack

What happened between the big bang & this present moment of today, aww, heck!

Notion of this magic potion that got drunk with the Cajuns down in the bayou, a myth

Miss Marie LaBeau had a lot to do with the craft that causes the effect, it’s magic shyt

So far, so good whether you’re blind, deaf & clueless or an astute student athlete’s kid

If you’re alive, you’re gonna die, you yourself eat the dead things to stay alive, as I did.

But the end of Time, your time & mine, is the bitter ending of the fairy tale of Grimm

Your kids would be frightened but you’re a grown human, boys & girls no more, I’m in

For the long-haul is no chore for the faint of heart, sleepy & dopey don’t come along

Wide awake, 24/7 if necessary ‘til the brain malfunctions & the switch goes, “Gong!”

A frequency of the wavelength is low or high dementia, try to forget the malevolence

Your conception, gestation, nativity, maturity, ending sweetness of the mama’s voice

Abused babies, children of the children who got conceived without permission, rapin’

Bad and nasty human men from every continent on the planet, created all by divine.

Of course, the creator isn’t responsible for the creation, given free will responsible

Just sit back on the invisible throne y’all, the ancestors existence, a vacuum of Void

Absorbed into the whole shebang, like it or not, sing a song and whistle a loony tune

Bumped off of the log, where the sisters used to say that I sat, like a ready to leapfrog.

Buddies and their bodies I stepped over, less than six feet under the grounded bed

Fork got stuck in it because it was all done, came out of the ending of the story, dead

Bowed heads lookin’ down to see me gone, I ain’t there, I’m everywhere I am, a HOLE

Done in the middle, toothpick came out dry and it’s baked, frosting flowin’ in my soul.

Pretender I was & now I know, it’s all smoke and mirrors for the scaredy cats havin’ fun

Memory of the moments that fluttered a bit & then served up the apple strudel shell

Eve ate the whole apple and didn’t even give me one byte, I’m down in bad mood hell

24/7 asleep or awake, Earth wobbles, spins & revolves about ONE, my son, it’s the Sun.

Musical notes and chairs expressing the ineffable secrets that nobody wrote on a wall

No tablets of stone or clay, no scratches on cave basalt dirt, burned into the mind’s fall

Baked & trippin’ to keep the dream alive, it’s not an option for a corpse to walk, my son

You love him more than me? Oh, please, lie to me, you know I’m the One, no question.

Battling this war ad infinitum, yourself & everyone you know who will listen to you too

It won’t be easy, it’ll be hard rockin’ with the Truth about the whole shebang, The Blue

Many more than one, probably an infinite sum of the cosmic soup, almighty android ‘I’

Bangin' my head, superego-Id rollin' with punches onto happiness, fiddling too sky high.

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r j j stephan, I

c. Seven-Seven-MMXIV Anno Domini @ 711 AMPST

{ Drafted while listenin’ to #BrokenHalos @ChrisStapleton in a loop from the heavens, link @ https://youtu.be/qgt9idKAYDw?si=RNeo3xSl3D94GKdZ }