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Sunday, July 06, 2025

Cars Drive Men Purple Fly High Roadie In the #GardenOfAllah #SheGotARock & #ImGittinSTONED #GoinToCHURCH (ERIC)

A blue car with a purple paint on

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Purple Midnight Hippy
SssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssS
Utter nonsense completely full to the brim of the treatise, logic of logo;
Older than I am and older than I’m ever going to be in this body’s bones;
It’s no problem that I found out I was a mere mortal long before the end; 
Sublime elevation of my conscious Id at One above here and now’s Ego.

Superseding any earlier rules, laws or other commands, all annihilated;
Imagine Space you’re deeply immersed within, further on safe & sound;
No rocket ship of gas you can survive upon, in fact, the Earth ain’t round; 
Chamber of death without O2, pure or mixed, as above, so below dead.
 
There is a decision to be made, phuq up the mind of us all, below above;
Substance communicated in essence, a solipsistic argument foe, all love; 
Common or complex for the sake of us all, we’re the ones to be so many; 
Fear of the innocuous is a learned behavior as being a hero in a tragedy.


Hairline fractures in all four limbs when the impact occurred, I got pain;
Middle way I was, ALA 50 years on 2 continents, I ate fire & I drank rain; 
Worshiped the idols of flesh and stone rock gold for two minutes, I fled; 
Paid the price, paid the tax, it was a matter of drinkin’ the ambrosia red.

Heart & soul, out in the open figuratively and a day after death, literally;
Steel and robber to animate the theft & assimilation of golden calf feed; 
Marge & Homer spawned a few sweet love children, a very good deed;
Abandon all of your stuff you’ve produced from all of the utter chaos.

Ask not to mention sufficient with regard to the remains of the dead quarry; 
Animals and plants once living then dead & gone in the menudo of DNA; 
Drown underwater, collapsed lungs, seized heart, fail to assimilate RNA;
Comes a day when you die that you’ve got to say goodbye, all necessary.

Dream in a dream ad infinitum, it’s what it is, regardless of your take all;
From original perception your insight results with being in a holy freefall; 
Coming out of Space & Time with armor of skin and bone, dust in wind;
Laugh, cry & then die, that’s all folks, let you go now, all me you & I find.

Someday happens to be today, no tomorrow comes without this 1st one; 
Timeline midnight to noon & back to midnight, 24/7/365 point 4, all fun;
In or out of the sun, midnight to noon with no sun at the arctic circle It;
Inside the mind of the punk and genius, it’s all about the bovine scat bit.

If & only if I’m right then it’s impossible that I’d be wrong, tautological;
As if you can admit that it’s true, that I’m right, which I am, nearly 99%; 
Purple hue of midnight to 4:00 AM, annihilate the fools on the 18th tee; 
Persuading incorrigibles that one’s free pass is the only way into a party. 

Never drink, never smoke, never become ill or in dire straits’ far out ilk;
Searched & found what it at takes to succeed at all tasks, mother’s milk;
Freaks & silly fools, friends & soulmates, fill up the spectrum with fluid;
Deepest purple like a fuscia flow head to toe, Time-Space magic, I’m It.
 
by
r j j  stephan, i
c.  Dimanche July 6th 2025 A.D. @ 711 PMPST

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