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IT'S LIKE THAT & THAT'S THE WAY IT IS

AT ONE LIVE

LAST CHANCE SALOON

Now and then usually becomes what has been whether you approve it or not

Inside or outside of the Earth's atmosphere, as we're fortunate to be astronaut

Detached from the gravitaitonal pull on the nervous system, etc, etc, etc et al

Nothing at all is more important than believing with blind faith in supernatural

Common or not from this planet's fauna both aerobic & anaerobic forms of X

Whatever was before we all got here as a species, it'll be the same as an index

Covering every corner of the dimensions we're allowed to perceive as evolved

We find we know nothing for certain, a principle from the get-go Heidenberged.

I hope and have faith and warm charity that all above & below will be copacetic

First Cause of an unknown force beyond human comprehension, an RNA block

In the nutrients' formulas & pablum offered to the hungry, tiny, eating pie-holes

Admitting to the commandments of awareness that y'all are responsible, as foals.

Long run, after you & I are either in Davy Jones' locker or undertaken by dirt

Then in that far, far away future, maybe tonight or sooner, yo' mama will hurt

To see the future because you know you must reap what you ssew, be a genius

One & the same as your great-grandparents who preceded you, survived a fuss.

Let it be known, nobody can say words to express the Unknown's nature, I see

You'll see once you've arrived at the First Cause subject & object, it'll predicate

Break it on down, all the way back to the 1st day you recall paying, you grooved

Everything a stranger said & held you responsible for homework unapproved.

In the pyramid of things, mankind attempted to build a pathway to the outerspace

Nothing could be made that high without gravity bringing it back down into dust

First, a cosmic event without human participation or existence, even if divinely so

That Big Bang whether you & the sceptic within approve or not, it's a dream-blow.

Knowing and becoming super-aware of the present leading ahead into the groove

That is the Presence of the One who CAN handle the Truth, just doesn't approve

Repeat ad infinitum is one end of a 'G' spectrum, another is distopic, too humane

Add 2 twos or multiply 2 times 2 & that Truth is it's the same response, superman.

The astrophysics and the trigonometry and for the sake of reason, the calculus is

All there is inside of our heads if you follow the beginning to the end, it's obvious

Hard to swallow after decades more or less of blind faith in the explanation for It

Being the spirit & soul that moves you, animates the skin, bones & brain of scat.

High water is impossible to keep satisfaction, a drowning is nearly guaranteed

Only if one is luckier than most everyone, you'd be saved by angelic good deed

Ghosted chimera in fully cloaked form, a shape to be seen through, as glass or ice

Last chance, tequilla shots up, here's to the victories that kept us in charge of vice.

Day after you're dead will be the same as mine, dead air, screen blank, no static

I know you'll never think about this factoid again, tried to get y'all on the stick

That was my motive for allowing the alphabet flow to appear on a blank screen

Far, far away, it's like that & that's the way it is, now back to class, it's so sick.

Hip hopped before & after the high school flings, acid to soft rockin' the change

From teeny-bopper on all Chicago blocks, ridin' my Schwinn & onto pops '69 Ford

Police knew my name, grandpa was a fire chief, cousins & nephews cops of Chi

Got away before the glue stuck to my soles and sucked out the little bit of soul dye.

More or less, there's an End & an Origin, I'm stuck in the middle with you too high

As above it flows the same way below, water over the falls is water in a pool of sky

Hair grows and gets cut before being pulled out in a scuffle, fighting for the dreams

All of them never come through, once rigor mortis claims the Space's light beams.

The fix is in if you know what I mean, if you're clueless, you'll get it in the end too

Nobody gets out of life alive, you're gonna die like all the rest of the renegade stew

Cosmic until it's digested into the plethora's singularity, smoke & fire laugh at God

Trash, garbage, refused containers & wrappers to increase shelf life of the Goods.

Herman and Matilda knew the score, the dream continued until the sharp poke jab

On the timeline from past to future, present comes & goes on a Saturday night tab

Drinks watered down yet charged double during happy hour & the last calls' exits

Bar was open & then it shut down like an empty spigot on a Saturday joke of bits.

Marvelous and unexpectedly full of joy, it's like a magic spell was cast on all Evil

Ways and means all lead to the nirvana of each & every human's being, all too high

Standing or sitting, playing or swingin' to the drum & congo beats, a high note seal

Call them sharps and flats, chords that rupture the backbeat, into infinity's gadfly.

Present until it's all done past, gone far away from the place that used to be all good

Mama's belly to the crib to the bunk on ground of being's coffin and grave marks

This here is (your 1st & last name) Peter the Great, eater of gold while in the mood

Now, none but nihilistic ilk left, we graduated in sanity, all night long, a dog barks.

I've been wanted but not on a poster, only in utero, mama wanted me out of her all

Once I completed my mission from the grand illusion's climax, it was all up hill

Never saw that one comin' to the top as Sysyphus did, fade out about the rock load

Back down to the bottom to push it back up for Time is wasted, a Man's downfall.

by

r j j  stephan, i

c.  Lundi, August XVIIth MMXXVI Anno Domini @ 333 PMPST

{ Crafted while jammin' to @TheEagles LIVE @BBC on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/u_HRM55WmLQ?si=jQAaBRc-CXEKvcZi }

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