NEVER FORGET
IF YOU KNOW, YOU KNOW
If & only if you hail a taxi or cab on the streets, you’ll experience holy devolution
In & out of parties I’ve thrown & never got an invitation or religious grace, no sin
But it is what it is whether or not there’s a reason for the shake up your menudo
Bodies go straight from the head to the heart, a miracle of the ripples of waves.
Masters and slaves being one with the cylinder from One to Eight, jet fueled up
Strange yet familiar enough to get away with it, the luck comes & flees in a cup
Not kidding when the seriousness is life or death on the line, it’s a free choice fit
Eating, drinking and growing from ignorance to enlightenment, then it’s caput.
Ready to be set like jello on ice, makin’ the liquid a tentative solid until warmed
Back to the origin in a melted form of a blob, glob of infinite proportions formed
Penetrated the hole with a pin-prick that ran with the crowd, as one of the many
Preachers with ears hearing hard and soft rockin’ in the flock, create me a baby.
Easy to make it, difficult to groom it with the culture, civilized or crudely organic
Away from my dirty work, all pristine with the mighty dirty games, broke rules
System calculates your duration in this temporary time and all time thereafter
All stars are suns of the original big bang, explosion to the outer limits of fools.
All of y’all been hoodwinked by whole foods & raised by the same overseers as I
Not their fault, it’s the nature of their business and none of our ’57 Chevy hoods
Behind the lines on your face, it’s the skull bones, mandibles or blinded eyeballs
Recollected the happenings that occurred as I suddenly woke up this morning.
Orchestras semi- conducted on a staccato format, a song of Life’s RNA/DNA pair
Finding the answers to the questions, mysteries all being cleared up by dead air
I hollered in Honky Tonks, Ends were more near than I knew, makes you squirm
All ready to defend yet don’t observe a threat in the money pit, blind as a worm.
Brilliant being older and wiser than everybody outside of your soulful grey eyes
Pills injected into the joints of arms and legs just because you were all so happy
All Tuscan birds give the plain-Jane account a flavor-flava type of vibe, all good
Any mind devoid of the knowledge of good & evil is alien to the civilized hood.
Hair has gone lost with the wind but it’s fine being bald, no brush, pick or comb
Memory of the covered-up pate too long ago to recall, except for the chilly tomb
Inside of the skull, in the mind of whichever group of memories are allowed air.
The finale’s final curtain draws after bows, for the encore, the cast disappears.
Complete circle of 360 degrees of curvature from point to point of faux infinity
No matter and no form are required for the Soul, which is a zero, empty entity
We’ll see what comes from the causes that made the effects unsustainable too
Ways and Means of the battles to win at all costs, all in my two hands, I am Foo.
Holidays are now the Holy Days, every single angel rolling in a daze, above it all
Below it all, there’s the destination, the dead star’s sand, call it a beach or a ball
Products to be sold to the idiots who trade their blood, sweat & tears for Crack
Splitting the skull, cracks filled in with slippery slime of snots from Face Smack.
Bricks used to build and thrown to window break the stained glass into shards
Perfect on bull’s eyes, stuck right in the middle of the target, paper tiger bards
Grieve for the loss of the grief you’ll never know, it’s not your rodeo of broncos
Locomotion to the wall, barrier invisible yet impenetrable, danger for all foes.
Predicates shifting gears to obfuscate the clarity of presence in Time and Space
Weapons engaged, last man standing is and was always me, love in my face
Silly or serious as people tend to be, growing up in America like nowhere else
All you see is all you get, dial in your mother and your father on this, Shells.
Watch my two hands because they’re quicker than your eyes, you can’t see ‘em
I’m invisible to everyone but you, you will never lay vision on two feet of dumb
Words unspoken due to incapability or insusceptibility culture cancellation fits
Reverting to foreskin in a garden of Eden or other paradise lost, Labrea tar pits.
Your educated guess to solve the conundrum is spot on & won’t be squandered
Grew the trees from scratch, seed & planet ashes, inner volatility we rocked ‘er
Think back to original time you wondered what was goin’ on here now, it’s done
Walked away or ran right into the sweet spot where everyone comes to be One.
Drinking and eating to defalcating and urinating, reason and rhyme, night & day
Known the unknown as it was my own offspring, I loved the mothers, kids came
Under burning stars, sun & moon when I was there in a #BlueDot, Albert & Ray
Fathers of the mothers, yearning daughters, heavy traffic, moon full, omega day!
by
r j j stephan i
c. Dimanche, 11-2-2025 AD @ 111 PMPST
{Dropped out the sky jammin’ to @Santana #AllThatIAM cd youTube
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