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Thursday, November 14, 2024

#StareAtYourPhone #EarbudsInsideHolesPlugged #ApesEatingDogs

HOW DARE YOU, SIR?  REVERSAL OF FORTUNE

This here thing itself is right here in front of you & I, there’s no mistake, you’re dying
Either of aged genome full of evolved DNA or an accidental murder via fear & loathing
You’re gonna die, I’m gonna die, nobody will know you ever graced the planet’s bays
Shores of Monterey or Tripoli, continental drift of the bull’s scat is nobody’s business.

Bugs everywhere slandered & annihilated in due course, it’s an evolution of animation
Moving after the Unmoved Mover originated the cartoon at our disposal, that’s livin’
Zygote to infant-toddler to grown homo sapiens beings gets you ending in immortal sin
Claiming before we’re conceived, we’re guilty for ancestral crimes vs. humanity skin.

It’s dynamite for the function of making a separation between atomic conglomerates
It’s doing the best for the annihilation of the Singularity, just being a tool is our fates
Seriously a function directly under the numerator, the denominator depends on zero
To be or no to be something or nothing, if divided by zero, you know nothing, my hero.

Can forever hold your peace if you don’t agree, if you’ve no counter-argument to con
If you’ve deduced another conclusion, although impossible, you’ve the logical reason
It’s worth disagreeing on the agreement, as long as you owe me no gold or credit debt
Hemorrhaged until vacuumed clear of the liquid iron & true grit, are you ready and set.

Peaceful battles against your friends on a chess board, 32 pieces & 64 squares, I’m a 1
Like the old song by Johnny Rivers, there was a legend of the worn-out mama’s 7th son
Done it all, you know the thing, tried to die with the thing but failed in the end, all alone
Call it spirit or soul-consciousness, mindful of the immortality & holy smoke of bone.

Time and Space on a thin line you know is one, invisible, abstraction of pretension fate
That you & I & everyone else ever to have lived or will have lived by the end of the date
Blind dated is the only way the survival will occur, don’t think about the innocent skins
Maybe any color the sun allowed during the DNA mutations from the original stepsons.

Film and movies can always be rerun if you’ve missed the premiere, on another hand
Stick it straight up your derriere with the impact of a #JackHammer, my new rock band
Son of a #Hammer, cyber investigate myriads of causes & effects, cybercriminal skill
Pray if you’re guilty, beg if you’re not & plead the 5th, awaiting a public defender shill.

Colored deep purple to crimson, ruby red, the blind see nothing the same, all is black
I believe the tide is going out away from the beach, there’s room to lie in the sun’s rays
Kiss this, fight about that, make-up on your face to cover up your scars & open sores
Kill the viral infections, the bacterial infiltration of killers, we are rare, T-bone steaks.

Special creation, spontaneous combustion & evolution of random collisions of atoms
All is one, unseen, invisible from 8 miles high, aliens see nobody, no short people sons
Daughters also, the mothers & sisters of the fathers & brothers, neither survive murder
Stabbed, shot, diseased or healthy old age-termination more or less one hundred, sir.

Body rocked from teenage years to occasionally beyond the octogenarian, y’all will die
No matter whether we like it or not, the Ends after consciousness is blackness on high
Closed eyes before you fall asleep is the thing, death is like that fall to sleep, a put-on
So you believe you can see past the smoke & mirrors? Reality’s God, pray my godson!

by
r j j stephan, i

c.  Jeudi, BLOVEMBER XIVth MMXXIV Anno Domini @ 711 AMPST

{ Kicked out this jam while reminiscing with #MyFellowAmericans (1996)  with @Jack_Lemmon & @JamesGarner @ https://youtu.be/eOG4-02ktyg?si=fBszYiMZ_G58vRqi }

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