SOMETIMES YOU
BELIEVE IN LOVE,
SOMETIMES I DOUBT
IT
Blink a hundred & eighty-three times & you’re dead, you only need a hundred & eighty-two
Y’all, every single one of y’all, got a need to bleed from infancy to decrepit fantasy code blue
Mothers and fathers had nothing to do with your spirit entering random eggs on Earth's dirt
Yet hell, here you are with the high water and deserts so hot all the water’s gone, God hurt.
Created this & then punished this, WTH kind of a man is that? Oh, never mind, not a man
A pretender who could never rise above the Singularity of the Void, intention precedes a ban
On nuclear weapons that fuse and fissure the atomic structure of the matrix, book an idiot
So many needs and desires for the impossible to retain its status, nothing to see here, go Bot.
Fury comin’ from the matter’s form, it’s a defecation of the freedom and justice of The Good
Almighty might of the invisible forces that be, it’s an honor to be immersed in the cosmic soup
What were my alternatives other than to be here, now, as I’m constituted by random chance?
I suspect everything alive is caused by random chance, sustained by pure fortune in a dance.
It’s a Baconesque to be or not to be, hiding behind a philosophy of total ignorance of The End
As a child forgets about the mortal wound of leaving Mother’s cord, it sits around to offend
People on every continent, infant to octogenarian pimp on the Almighty’s ebony marble skin
Hard to get, hard to hold, hard rockin’ yet hard to believe the obvious, that the fix is all in.
Duty calls, I am committed to the cause of being the effect, all that I am is 208 bones’ soul
Olden days kept the minions in a daze, hunting or trading to stay alive, short life to die for
Whether diseased from environment or inheritance, the mortality rate for humanity is 100%
Knowing what you know now, would you have done anything you’ve done differently, intent?
Asleep both at the wheel & behind bars, a DUI manslaughter conviction gets you heaven sent
Bums & junkies walkin’ back & forth under the causeways and freeway overpasses, all spent
Now only you know & I know the true meaning of the Word, of God, all Mankind of yo’ mama
Seize the moment of the day your fortune allows, it’s golden dawn bright, 1 out of sight, Papa.
Fruits & vegetables of the Eden Garden keep us alive, to end in ash or veins of formaldehyde
All I am is the same as all you all are, DNA/RNA disguised on stage, disappear & die, gods lied
No afterlife floating around in the Ether, disembodied consciousness’s memory stack of whack
Uplink, upload, download file, a bundle of joy, you invoked chaos’ random hoax, so Get Back!
Holy scat is blessed as the only way to prove we’ve consumed the product evolved from squat
Used to fertilize up-and-coming seeds that blow in the wind, intentionally get humanity’s scat
#Woke become awakened once it’s too late, they want to get another chance, but it’s all over
Music is being played by the powers that be, neither you nor me, still it’s all that I am, lover.
Hot or frozen-stiff cold are the only ways to be alive, living on Earth, bare skin needs covers
Pairing up with losers is never suggested unless you’re reverting to writing on cave walls, sirs
Respect and dignity are not negotiable, do unto others as you’d have them do unto your One
Bygones have been bygones since a Big Bang, Time & Space, now & here, God Damn it’s fun.
Y’all, every single one of y’all, got a need to bleed from infancy to decrepit fantasy code blue
Mothers and fathers had nothing to do with your spirit entering random eggs on Earth's dirt
Yet hell, here you are with the high water and deserts so hot all the water’s gone, God hurt.
Created this & then punished this, WTH kind of a man is that? Oh, never mind, not a man
A pretender who could never rise above the Singularity of the Void, intention precedes a ban
On nuclear weapons that fuse and fissure the atomic structure of the matrix, book an idiot
So many needs and desires for the impossible to retain its status, nothing to see here, go Bot.
Fury comin’ from the matter’s form, it’s a defecation of the freedom and justice of The Good
Almighty might of the invisible forces that be, it’s an honor to be immersed in the cosmic soup
What were my alternatives other than to be here, now, as I’m constituted by random chance?
I suspect everything alive is caused by random chance, sustained by pure fortune in a dance.
It’s a Baconesque to be or not to be, hiding behind a philosophy of total ignorance of The End
As a child forgets about the mortal wound of leaving Mother’s cord, it sits around to offend
People on every continent, infant to octogenarian pimp on the Almighty’s ebony marble skin
Hard to get, hard to hold, hard rockin’ yet hard to believe the obvious, that the fix is all in.
Duty calls, I am committed to the cause of being the effect, all that I am is 208 bones’ soul
Olden days kept the minions in a daze, hunting or trading to stay alive, short life to die for
Whether diseased from environment or inheritance, the mortality rate for humanity is 100%
Knowing what you know now, would you have done anything you’ve done differently, intent?
Asleep both at the wheel & behind bars, a DUI manslaughter conviction gets you heaven sent
Bums & junkies walkin’ back & forth under the causeways and freeway overpasses, all spent
Now only you know & I know the true meaning of the Word, of God, all Mankind of yo’ mama
Seize the moment of the day your fortune allows, it’s golden dawn bright, 1 out of sight, Papa.
Fruits & vegetables of the Eden Garden keep us alive, to end in ash or veins of formaldehyde
All I am is the same as all you all are, DNA/RNA disguised on stage, disappear & die, gods lied
No afterlife floating around in the Ether, disembodied consciousness’s memory stack of whack
Uplink, upload, download file, a bundle of joy, you invoked chaos’ random hoax, so Get Back!
Holy scat is blessed as the only way to prove we’ve consumed the product evolved from squat
Used to fertilize up-and-coming seeds that blow in the wind, intentionally get humanity’s scat
#Woke become awakened once it’s too late, they want to get another chance, but it’s all over
Music is being played by the powers that be, neither you nor me, still it’s all that I am, lover.
Hot or frozen-stiff cold are the only ways to be alive, living on Earth, bare skin needs covers
Pairing up with losers is never suggested unless you’re reverting to writing on cave walls, sirs
Respect and dignity are not negotiable, do unto others as you’d have them do unto your One
Bygones have been bygones since a Big Bang, Time & Space, now & here, God Damn it’s fun.
by
r j j stephan, i
#AndHisMamaCried
c. Dimanche, IV-XXVI-MMXXVI Anno Domini 1111 AMPST
W.W.A.R.D.?
c. Dimanche, IV-XXVI-MMXXVI Anno Domini 1111 AMPST
{ Cracked this out the cosmic ovum
while jammin’ to @Elvis #LiveAtMSG on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/WXIuWx0Juw8?si=rMB6mOPpGCzBaatj
}
F I N I S W.W.A.R.D.?
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