JE PENSE, ERGO JE SUIS
You only know what you’ve been told, that’s not knowledge man, bovine scat
About all things that never matter at all 360 degrees around each pork-fat rats
In housing projects of one, two, three, four or more bedrooms of chitlin AFDC
Without which sons & daughters die of hunger immersed in alien Earth’s sea.
Seventh and diminished as chords become immersed in the rhythm & backbeat
As it is right now, a beat that you have to become in synch with, tap your feet
Toes tap too, all the way to a faux end that leads to the segway, one more ditty
Reality of a judging coming after death is nothing but a fake end-run around me.
Will to power making the cause of whichever whim presented become material
As it is in the head’s mind, so it is below the ground of being rocks that do roll
24 hours every day as the world twists the mess 360 degrees to a timing ecliptic
Sounds overwhelm the pain in my unnamed bone, it’s left handy index septic.
Smart or totally without sanity and humanity, all the above do hard time karma
High regard for Darkness beginning 8 miles high or 6 feet dug deep down under
Core deep within her is so hot, picture the form of female human, mother mine
Overtaken by the undertaker within a century, reason flashes the peace sign.
Then after the corpse has become a memory of the living, total dissolution DNA
Remember nothing at all, recall no words, no meaning or holy messenger RNA
Ought to have been informed prior to embarking on a faux journey to old Ixilan
As you awaken every so often, all memory fades, this could not happen to Elon.
Covered wagons and the fully loaded c-130’s on the way to the battles of War
Ready to blow the bejeziz out of the maniacs who hide behind the plans afar
Deer in the headlights as they appear to be, every man, woman & child in fear
Of being dead before the morning dawn lights the retro-reality, we’re still here.
We’ve got proverbial triggers ready to be engaged, a black hole looking so dark
All lightening and thunder aside, going into a deeper sleeper than a birth mark
Head over heels is normal, heels overhead is a problem in Houston, space walk
Shower stars, hot legs burning in an infinite Void, it’s a pantheon of Zeus' balk!
by
r j j stephan, i
c. Dimanche, 9-7-2025 Anno Domini @ 00:01 AMPST
{ Blasted out the clouds while jammin’ to #Nam old video link @ https://youtu.be/cKtYy9NcuW8 }
F I N I S
W.W.A.R.D.
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