ON BEING ALL THERE IS,
NOTHIN' BUT THE TRUTH
Skim the pages, skate on thin ice only once per lifetime, that was a cold one, too human
Hockey ice skates had me trippin' to my final hockey stick ice slam, all too human sin
Thoughts that come & go, few recorded for posterity, mostly figments of imagination
All is neither more nor less than a pass-time until extinction, bone-body of bloody skin.
Herd of gentle killers and consumers of beans and pork, what did you believe? Pork fatso
All it ever was, soaked in the maple and brown sugar, light and dark, it is all of that, so
Walkin' around the mulberry bush, the monkey chased the weasel 'round the organ grinder
Trapped by the one-minded pursuit of the escaping reality before being killed for dinner.
We know this and that about convoluted pleasures and pains, don't yell or look cross at me
Value for the facts of life being divulged to you & every other human being, it's already gone
Song of phraseology to choke a horse, hopefully a plug not a thoroughbred filly or old stud
Knowledge and the wisdom gleaned from the words written on the cave walls, Elmer Fudd.
Dissolve in the union of everything melted down into its common denominator, peer review
With or without you & I, prime cause of all effects will remain in the end, post despair too
Final ending of the revolution comes with the granite headstones to recollect the cost if It
Freedom to animate your 208 bones & avoid debt to a central bank, conglomerate of chit.
Gold, silver & every element generated by the remnant dirt of the Big Bang, Earth's cache
Fortune has it, we're fortunate daughters & sons of the ones all gone to Earth, Wind & Fire
Schemes of the morons and wild-eyed idiots who followed the Rocks of the Fellas who rob
World of sounds of silence in Space is this Real World of naked apes, a streamlined blowjob.
Marketing and science of loaning gold before devaluing the dirty rocks, it's ghosted chimera
Pretenders who manufacture mutations of the Truth, seize the gold from the apocalypse era
Follow the First Cause up until the consummation of all you are, a flesh & blood clown car
If the humor is wasted, feel ashamed, LOL & ROFL like there's no tomorrow, this means war.
Think about it all this way, life is a racket and it's all about winners and losers who lose it all
Last eye blink and blow of air out of the lungs are all you can hope will be true, the Truth fall
Knowledge of the good & bad, the ugly and the beautiful, it's the RNA program, at random
Buried no mind with the body, rigor mortis is as above, so below before the wise guy scum.
Light shines on the darkness & it all looks very peculiar but no longer very superstitious silk
Woven into the sheets and blankets to cover the naked ape skin that covers our bone's chill
It's complicated like a pre-calculus monolith that is incomprehensible to the moronic idiot
Following the numbers, the letters & symbolic direction to assemble the form of the robot.
Imagine, you're already gone from the beautiful and ugly, headed to the place that's all bad
No need to be happy if you're dead & gone, only if you breathe in & out, all happy & mad
Last thought, final Word/Rule of Engagement, pretenders last longer than the lies of Man
Blind faith in nothing before you, being an orphan without a known predecessor Woman.
Whether up or down from the place in Space that keeps you & I above a network's immersion
Post-mortem depression has no brain or mind to create something out of nothing, mortal sin
Destroy or create as above, so below, Time is this way, mortality is sad, royalty devours it all
Sanitary revolution, bury the trash, recycled, neutralized plastic & Styrofoam rolled in a ball.
You listen to me or ignore me, I don't GAF but you ought to, just don't, day after day, oh Man
Fools acting like madmen across the sea of the Zeitgeist, take over the wild horses, Peter Pan
Parallel lines & parentheses force the wild thoughts into clear comprehension, facts of lives
Power to return to the beginning, before your parents copulated your at-random high fives.
Getting to the final episode of nothing more nor less than existence as we know it, I know it
Recognize that doom and the eternal bliss occupy one place in Space, it's the reckoning skit
Ride in the wheels that roll from place to place, arrive & depart on time, nevermore as it is
Water, mud, rocks hard and cold molten lava, the motherlode in flux, it's a Kool-Ade fizz.
by
r j j stephan, i
c. Jeudi, NOVEMBER 5th MMXXVI Anno Domini @ 911 AMPST
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