GODS’ CIELO A LA a fly on the wall in HADES
Freaks came all out in the day and went to sleep at night, with a bogymen
Function of the Calculus & pie in a red sky, as cracked up to be, a clear skin
Looking down upon a dirty, filthy Earth from 8 miles high, every Man is gone
Literally no one form can be seen once you’re high enough, downhills’ fun.
Your mother-in-law died at childbirth, hence your lover’s aborted, gone forever
No finding miserable, dead mothers in the Earth, buried or cold, scattered ash
Mental cases of psychological failure to adapt to the common ground of powers
Bring home run-aways to folks who vainly attempted to apply discipline flowers.
Proof of the backlash that smarty-pants can’t carry the day of the fools in paradise
Extinction is the only option, of the notions that #Woke is less than a choke, all lies
But and just because you are above the fray, this has no effect on your affection sins
Love the knowledge of good & the evil, love the intercourse’s creation orgasm jinn.
Three wishes should take care of every want and need in the genome of Cro-Magnon
It has no preference, it’s not human, as we are all too human, humanity of frolic & fun
In the Ends of the Void or Origins of the Singularity Black Hole, God will skip the class
You may not have known where the door is inside your mind’s eye, sweet piece of ass!
Hurting yourself and hurting any other living thing on Earth is a karma offensive soiree
Find your honey spot where you’d least expect it, always in your blind spot, I can’t see
Last resort of the viral bacterial infections of the form of beings that appear so paused
Baby zygotes morphed into rigor mortis corpses that turn into the scat they’ve caused!
Purple blues, shredded the axes and beat the tom-toms until Cinderella turned royal
Prince in the mind, same old human skin & bones, half-life a century to give or take it
Mother’s womb to grandfather’s tomb, weeping tears, gnashing teeth, God’s blue ball
Mush mash morphed into hash, fired up, smoked bowl hookah, it’s vanished, I’m all…
Time tells the whole story but the future must first turn present to become the Past
Uncommon as a mutant, recombinant recessive gene has entered the food chain
For better or worse there comes a time when the Far Side is more funny than grits
It’s all hee-haw & major guffawing at the punch line’s twisted absurdity, nice teats.
Dream of flows from tragedy or comedy IRL & there’s no use for another tune to sing
Come here today and leave here tomorrow, it happens both here & there, I say shoot
What do you say? What do you think or maybe you don’t think at all, therefore caput
Funk of the cosmos is what the atoms’ essence codes, the God, the gods or Nothing.
I sipped my glass of wine slowly, it was my last drink before my final night in paradise
Ancestors came & went & I am following the suit, trump me if you’ve trump, got aces
Pairs up two by two until only mavericks are leftover, find all the lost package traces
Supply the proof of the final disposition of the cosmos, it’s blind faith in rollin’ dice.
Compare your soul to the emptiness you recall before your conception in mothers
If you cannot remember, read all about it in the library full of bound, paper fathers
Minny & mighty mice having a nervous breakdown due to a cheese shortage, sisters
Gimme back my bullets, gunpowder is a Chinese concoction, we’re all One brothers.
Picked cherries, spit out all pits, Joan of Arc was burnt at the stake due to warrior hits
On the other hand, I will not be taken naked, in shackles over my dead body, bull S#its
Gods built the dams through the all too human hands that found H2O is Life itself, US
From the empty vacuum of Origin, an almighty First Cause disappeared, left on a bus.
I secured the border of Home, the barrier fence surrounds my compound, alarms set
The pain and suffering has infiltrated every face on every head on Earth, elder to infant
Concentrate, what’s your next step, don’t move until you have a plan, don’t waste debt
Use Time efficiently, for survival or extinction of the species, kill the creep that crept.
Who has the power to control Time & Space, nobody you know, no one alive anywhere
Prick your ears up and put the pricks in their places, they know that they’re all in there
Before anyone drops a dime on you, comprehend the causes and find no first one at all
Hades’ hell-no but Cielo god-yes, punks are divine gold from a creator of Spring & Fall.
Apes are loose, runnin’ shows on every continent via pretenders all too human spin
Better that everyone doesn’t know the truth, in fact it’s better that nobody knows sin
United your states of illusion into a big ball of confusion to make a point crystal clear
Electric shocked the brain, LSD tripped your mind & your ass followed, killed my fear.
by
r j j stephan, i
c. Dimanche, BLOVEMBER Xth MMXXIV Anno Domini @ 111 PMPST
{ Drafted by being silent like a #BigBang, drafted this piece while jammin’ to ACDC WereAllGonnaDie on youTube link @https://youtu.be/f6cJZJnri3o?si=xJsuu9h_oyGUHn3h }
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