Four Score I Think Is A Double Sawbuck, Anyway . . . I ain't Crazy, God Forbid... #WhoopAmanSometimez

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What Would Jesus Do?  Ask T

To Die For Neighbors & Enemies.

DON’T PARK YOUR TESLA NEAR MY MASERATI GHIBLI, MONSIEUR

Speedbumps every 20 feet you roll on down highway 1 on the coast, too many “S” curves too

On any given day or dark night, there is nobody I’d rather drive on the One with other than Boo

She knows who she is, I don’t want to drop names to impress all 80 I know in the peanut gallery

Mercurial drive far from a Kauai farm of pocololo, drivin’ the sport Bentley, Weed to Monterey.

In some way shape or form, lucky or not, y’all get down to Santa Cruz’ beach’s elder boardwalk

Get some chowder & crackers & sit down to watch the sea gulls & assorted wildlife dive for fish

Most people will never see what I saw, what many but not everyone has observed, on the cuff

Hearts broken into a trillion pieces, the reward for a Valentinian love is rejection in the hot buff.

Nevertheless, it’s automatically going to be a problem for you & I because everything is just that

A problem is our problem to solve & move far away from the cause of the conundrums of fate

Maybe this or that, fill in the blanks to predicate the subjects & objects, adverb adjectives

If prepositions & interjections go too far, just use the first conjunction that comes to your mind.

All the above, tools for the control of the narrative, better me than you or anyone else, all good

Imagine you were one seeing things from the point of view of a 73-year-old man, you’d be rude

But anyway, it’s good to know for certain that the kids can return to classes, state slaves all back

Hostages taken no more, it’s what happens when the imagination fails to accommodate a stack.

What will you do when an illegal immigrant comes to homestead in your house? Cry or guffaw?

Self-Defense for the offense allowed, it’s me, myself & I for the triad of nominees nobody saw

Coming or going whether you like it or not, grim reaper has no choice but to reap what’s sewn

Seed to fruit of the vine, everything is everything, ad infinitum, no lies, mortal job is all blown.

Bury the hatchet deep, in a manner of speaking meaning just forget about it, ain’t no big thing

On the other hand, fate even awakens the woke when a final gasp of gas comes in & goes out

A moment of silence to gather your fixed agenda of cause & effect, mindless clutter, jib jabber

It is difficult to solve some problems, the conundrums without solutions that burn my rubber.

Creating exoplanets and animated life forms inhabiting them, at least here on Earth, that’s Life

It’s all just what is dust on my boots when I’m down after being high in April, up/down in May

The demi gods are in charge of causes and effects of Life on Earth, conception to last watch

Completed contract-mission is what I stand up for, attention General Quarters, go get a wife.

by

r j j stephan, i

c. Dimanche, 1- XXVIth – MMXXV Anno Domini @2111 hours PST

{ Proof that you are nobody but the 208 bag of bones you were born with, take an MRI to be certain, count back from 100, like 1, 2, 3 or 3, 2, ! for the return of your property most foul & spinnin the notes with @TraceAdkins #HITS #YaGottaWoopAMansAssSometime #GodForbid on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/rMnqPpHParo }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?

OLD NEWS IS GOOD NEWS #OBLIVION }@TomCruz{ #WhosInCharge? #ShakespeareWasFrancisBacon #PoliticalScientology

 

IDIOTS' INFECTION ILLITERACY

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Get off of your arse 1-22

Herd is in lockstep & goosesteppin’ on the steppingstones of the ancestors’ cool ilk
Ones who left their marks upon shifting sands of Time, now long vanished toast & milk
Blinded by your parents, large sisters & big brothers, no free choice involved, true force
Marked words of the bums and junkies will allow your memory to jog in Space & Time.

On any street, every middle path on every road from senselessness to nonsense & back
There is a wake-up call for you in the back of the room, you’ve slept up against the walls
Penetrate the veil you can’t see or hear through, eyes wide open since an aroma scent
Wafted in and out of your head, between your ears & signaled to your loins, your balls.

I didn’t create things themselves, just commenting on the nature of the thing itself sings
Beast or sons & daughters of the atoms before they recombined into the too human genes
Coming and going you & I have no reason to believe for certain that your mama ain’t real
World-wide from coast to coast of every territory on all seven continents, we a Void’s meal.

Comforting in the comforter undercover, it is an occult secret nobody recalls, it is written
Invisible ink used by the writer(s) wasn’t originally invisible, annihilation rockin’ mortal sin
As if an Earth existed before you were conceived, or that it will disappear when y’all die too
Nobody or hardly anybody, well maybe just a many as there has always been, livin’ in a zoo.

Miracle of the effect which is the disappearance of your soul’s attention to picayune apes
Diversity, Equity & Inclusion is what you’re NOT, That’s Life, it’s what whine is, cool grapes
String theories debunked in the mind but never out in the Twilight Zone, they remain alive
Until the Big Bang reverts to the Big Hush of the final subatomic lick, this is the Deep Dive.

Killing the living is all you can do if you’re alive, if you don’t eat you will die for sure
Animals, plants, viruses & bacteria buried in exoplanet animated dust & I’m on tour
Become a bum’s trash on the corner or in the gangways until the bums flip the bird
Taking no credit for the smoldering cigarette nor deliberate pyromanias of the herd.

Many dead men left their opinion about Reality as it appeared in their Time on Earth
They may have been poisoned, drugged or their recessive DNA match is in afterbirth
No small feat but it’s what’s been done in some cultures & not in others, ½ life lucky
If fortune isn’t in your star horoscope, pay a 208-bone bribe for a skeleton’s task key.

There’s only so much time any of us are allowed by an accident or intent of someone
Meaning when it’s your time to go, it doesn’t matter if you like it or not, it’s done son
Terrified of the lack of consciousness before you die means you’re wasting overtime
At the foot of a high mountain or on the beach of a vast Antarctic span of H2O slime.

Loaded & locked arms of fire and lead, projectile exchange from US to THEM, know it
If you don’t know by now at this late stage of the game, then I say, it’ll be a checkmate
Nothing you’ll be able to do other than move out of checks of knights, rooks & a queen
Fix your gaze on identical targets, demand what is in supply, pay the price to be mean.

Starving immigrants from their squandered homes want what you’ve got, takin’ it all
Give it up voluntarily or it will be taken by force, where’s Zorro when you need him now
Time to extinguish the foul among the genome, motherless, fatherless God’s son, fall
Whistling free will, to be or not, what you do not possess, your lips together, just blow.

Creeping underneath your face, your skull attempts language & body regulation, all et al
Fizz of the chemicals in hydrogen and oxygen, waiting for us all to drink hot Kool-Ade, pal
On your own or interdependent on the nature of the planet’s beasts, top of the food chain
If you don’t follow the string of data, the premises will still lead to a valid conclusion pain.

You just will be one of the ones who will never know, knowledge is impossible in a vacuum
You’re in one, I’m in one, it’s the same one we’re all in, born to be wild, die in a dragon puff
King of heaven when there’s a queen means that the king is the queen’s highness worship
Forget nothing, remember it all birth to the last gasp of gas, incarnate into Nirvana, R.I.P.

by
r j j stephan, i
c. Mercredi, Janvier XXIInd MMXXV Anno Domini @ 1010 AMPST
{ Drafted without fear of failure or success, while listenin’ to @WARtheBand #CiscoKid & HITS on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/8TkpolQKie8 } 

F I N I S
W.W.A.R.D.?

#ShortPeopleGotNobodyToLove #IShatYouNaught so, I Got down! Tagged Along For God's country! @ricoSacto #ricoSacto

 

NO GRAVE, WORLD’S SUCK OF ROCKS

I walked a few miles from the hospital where my mother dropped her load, my placenta’s shoes
This old cat can’t be eaten by any junkyard dog lookin’ for a morsel to masticate/defecate blues
Symptoms of your silly, fake mode of being surprised when you’re really never astounded at all
Some of us sing a tune, “Everything is Everything,” others mumble underground then downfall.

Will you be like them, the dead humans who now are buried or annihilated into Earth’s dirty dirt
End Times, One in the entire outer space of Space’s Outerspace, mistranslated gobble-gook alert
Got the scratched slate with the ten commands, thou shall not do this & that ad infinitum ends
A last gasp of gas just like the first one, the In & Out before the 21st century, et al, it all depends.

Imperfect on the way to dissolution & disappearance of what makes us all too human, holy scat
Scratched into eternity on the invisible soulless tattletale on private & public service to be shat
Into the outhouse, outside of the quarters inhabited by the bugs that ignore the stench of et al
Condition is unconditional for the system as created, senses annihilated in a mystic, cosmic ball.

Monks & monkeys as naked apes of the head-case variety, darkness is highlighted, in a dark Way
Show & tell nothing more nor less than what It is, essence understood only once then, do tell?
When I’m gone, you’ll never observe my hide or hair ever again, it’s the way it all is, all defunct
As if you’ve never come & gone at all, no record spun in the Spin, it’s a miracle of daddy’s spunk.

DNA entrenched in your mama, grew you from a speck to 208 bones of contention, sparked fire
Body’s brain shuts down making a living at freezing 32 degrees above zero, Fahrenheit’s Celsius
Conception inside an immaculate womb without an xy chromosome injection, impossible God
Will to Power inherited by way of death & destruction is the nature of the beast’s Bang, hotrod!

Here and now then, cause of me is the coitus of ecstasy for the momentary pleasure to absorb
In the Void of the womb, sudden impact completes The Fall of Adam, Eve & Bal brain-dead Orb
Cause of the First Cause is Nothing, that’s everything we all need to know, wide-open to mama
Pleasure and pain have the floor & the empty sky, I’m awake yet not #Woke, I’m dreamin’ papa!

You’ve finished doing cheap, dirty deeds & you completed your run to a high, finale, it’s over-die
What could never be overkill since it’s the matter of the dead, blown-star on the down-low high
Count on me kidding around with you, being facetious as I do to shake up your calm ennui fits
There’s no place & nowhere left to go, friends & foes looking lost & asleep in a free Chicago sky.

Wait a little while & it will be tomorrow in this & every other land, every time passes, y’all pass
Into the unknown of the pretenders who blindly put all their faith, hope & love in a holy mass
Where a man, ordained himself & all before & after his Life on Earth, to be a man soon to rock
Anywhere above or below here, divine, mental construct to isolate panic within a prison block.

Force us all to be the square pegs attempting to squeeze into a round hole that won’t allow it
Narrow way this tightrope above and below the good & evil, chances are we’ll all fall down chit
Top of the pile to the dregs at the bottom of the wishing well, where dreams blow up smoked
Opportunity to inject the jizz during the riffs of jazz & by golly, I too that chance, I am stoked.

The peak of the decline is long gone, so long, it’s not even a rumor or a recorded factoid of life
Eleven billion plus or minus, that’s the cost of doin’ business, tangled web of uncertainty’s wife
It was certain that the propositional logic will supplant the ignorant morons in charge & at large
Fox is a dog, dog is a wolf, wolf’s a man & what Man is not The Substance of DNA on a barge.

Sought the holy grail for a minute, found it & observed it’s inherent need to be a mystery to me
Can’t chant the words to the song or poem, no recital is pending, just a Will to power the Way
Forward or backward, sideways or up and down, I’m good that I’m bad, it’s alright with me too
Draw your string theory all over the matrix, thoughtlessness’ is weaponized, I think, hence I am.

Got no point on any points, just a follower of the leaders who fall down to the common ground
Where nobody stays more than a century, everybody’s gotta come & go for the deal to go down
Of mice & women who created more of us for the divinity or for Nothing at all but a prom gown
Friends of defenders & offenders alike, our parents who raised our #Bitcoin, we are Earthbound.

by

r j j  stephan, i

c.  Samedhi, 1-4-25 A.D. @ 555 AMPST

{ Dropped this flag while listening to #AintThatPeculiar by @MarvinGaye & the link provided inspired master’s piece link @ https://youtu.be/21PBmwDLqRs?si=n398ieFlCULWoQM4 }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?

#TRUMPED #ClutchYourPearls @JohnWickChapter5 @KeanuReeves

Rock, paper, scissors, win kin

There is only one way you can get down a One-Way street safely, one direction for atoms
In peacetime or in battles of war for the Gold in one form or another, traders of the bums
Slaves used to fetch and corral the things themselves in banks and rivers of rockin’ flow
Played and beat the songs until the people paid them to stop, applause to end the glow.

Before you conceived yourself, you were nowhere in sight, now you’re here to get begone
No reason for this or that, forget the whole story leftover by the scratches on the cave wall
Angry with you for havin’ a party when everybody else suffers from the ignorant & decrepit
Fun and work when you’re wide awake, dreamin’ in somnambulistic ecstasy, a SOB’s son.

Came outta nowhere, momentary lapse of reason with a plan, no known finale, gods’ cough
Picked out of the minions vying for the attention of the ones who wanna tear icons apart too
Fixed the causes that have the fixed effects, there’s no surprises without the First Cause, so
It’s either in all of us or none of us, lucky to have been torn apart by the rhythm and beat off.

Can’t even put my finger on your form, your shape, your spirit, the flesh and bone you occupy
To be or not to be only two options for you & for me, the dead don’t care, preconceived either
We do, all of us who us Love and Hate to roll our vehicles back and forth, out Hell’s kitchen
To the bottom of the sea off of the Baja peninsula up to Alaska’s Bering Sea, it’s Adam’s sin.

This is what he begot us descendants, what a guy, great-great grandpa delivered 24-hour blues
From Joe to Zach and in reverse to Eve’s Adam, disobeyed rule of law with unpaid union dues
Now square and even Steven, a moment to feel the flow of the sounds, beat & tweak on amps
Full of beats that crack into yo’ bones, broken no more even if you’re deaf, dumb, ol’ gramps.

Shift gears from fifteenth down to second, around horseshoe bend back to the straightaway
What I’ve got isn’t normal, an anomaly in my pocket, deep above my right hole in the segway
Needs and wants to feel like they’ll last forever but they’ll be dead and gone soon enough, son
Ain’t my intent to spoil your hot licks but if it does, they weren’t as hot as you, it is all done.

Songs silence in the night, unheard of in the daylight yet still, deep in the DNA’s display wigs
Long or short-haired males and females, XX’s & XY’s appearing to not know they’re the ones
All left-over evolutionary remnants of 1 original Thing Itself, what came before the Big Bang
A priori until the a posteriori reveals the beautiful, grotesque and divine Void, so Stones sang.

Luck of the draw is all you’ll ever get, it’s all there is, intent-power if you’re a magician-man
Full of the ways to force things to occur without them appearing conscious of the shift of sand
Underneath their feet, their boots, their sandals, it’s all about the dream & waking up so soon
Watch todays turn to nights, sleep, wake-up over and over again until you can’t bear any fan.

Of the gods, of the women and men, we ride up high just like the stars headed to infinite shat
On being in a proverbial in-crowd means nothing the day you die; they leave you with a byte
Been there where you’re at in the pee, King as you get checkmated by the queen & her knight
Full of the scat you’ve consumed, it’s your free choice to transform matter into Earth’s scat.

Bring you’re A-game to the show, you’ve got to perform as if it’s your last, ready for the finale
Hairless, dancing bears entertaining the pronouns until they co-expire in the tornado or gale
Pretend you’re deaf and dumb, listen to no wisdom or knowledge from an ancestral command
Break it on down now, what I mean for the unfamiliar is, Truth is Nothing’s buried in sand.

Dusted north to south of the morons and idiots who populated 7 continents east to the west
How many times will you wake up & then go to sleep without pajamas or a night cap express
Chins up & your hands down, walk, crawl and then you completely desist livers of the hearts
Miraculous searching for love in all the wrong places, I’m here, now and then, smell pharts.

All senses downloaded into the vacuum, into the Void where Nothing exists, subatomic ilk
Pair of nuts you’ve got just because you think you’re so pretty, man you’re ½ a mama woman
You knew you forgot, you’re afraid to say you’re ½ the other gender, Truth you POS druids
Without mama’s iron womb, you’re caput, an effulgent flow of Koo-ado drinks of goatmilk.

Alpha males shifting gears, downshifting the pregnancy into under-overdrive, extinction vibe
We came for no reason, we’ll leave for no reason, angels & devils a phantasm of spooks’ jive
Giga bitten on the jugular veins in our thin-skin neck bones, all except one in a hotrod car
Think therefore you are, think you are, you think you are, everybody thinks you are, you are.

Fronted the frontman, took the lead vocals away to the stadium’s echo, absorbed C on drums
Brought the First Cause to Earth again, in the middle of the Winter season, when God’s born
Middle of winter solstice, it’s a wonderful life because we’re alive, alternative is a blown horn
A thin line drawn, a point to point for a line, two lines make angles, three lines triangle bums.

4th dimensional nothing about us all, under duress , we’re 32 chromosome replicas of the fuss
Sorry to say you’re either a mutant or child of 1 Universal Intelligence of one unmoved mover
Flip your coins, it’s only heads or tails that are possible, 50/50 probability of being the 1 lover
A time will tell, duration of the spin, Earth wobbles the sea in infinite millennia of cosmic dust.

Complete, utter satisfaction every day that ends with a peaceful sleep in a warm bed with love
She or he that’s always there by your side, one side or another, once woke, an awakened dove
By the way, by our side, every one of them infinite strokes of imaginary erasures of the Matrix
Justice is a ham sandwich, professors of philosophy swore & laughed, a Platonic deep fade fix.

A sledgehammer time every day in a land of free slavery beholding gold calf excrement sects
Worship your fear of death with prayers for forgiveness for being born to Woman-Man of sex
Orgasmic looks and feelings come and go, fade into the Void after Last Rights are done said
Monkey faces, what the whole shebang allows to be, temporary spin of old news before bed.

Here and now, watch perfection delete the defective contribution of trash and sewage rats
Higher or lower than your mothers got during insemination, all love above and below the fats
Here or there, every single thing gets annihilated and there’s no exception to gold, dirty water
Demented infants with no chance to become flawless in ethics’ morals, an ugly, good batter.

Heroic heroines’ uncommon valor and self-sacrifice they show in this holy hole Void of a soul
I fill your sphere of empty ions until you lose all of the holy Singularity in a closed mind, a fool
Bullies come to me to learn how to STFU & get with the in-crowd, they’ll lead to extinction sin
Species gone, all gone, no recollection of the history, matter never mattered, God was all In!

 by
r j j stephan, i

c. Dimanche, 12-ONE-MMXXIV Anno Domini @ 1111 AMPST
{ Fixed this word-salad while jammin’ to #Satch @Joe_Satriani LIVE #MadeOfTears @ https://youtu.be/M4lsB-B1O7U?si=J7sj32KTmB7SBF4Q }

F I N I S
W.W.A.R.D.? 

Extinction's Abyss #FlipGodOffThePlanet #NowSTFU #WillYou #DoTheKamela #SNL #FERGIE

ROLLING STONED, BLOODY BLACK & BLUE TERRESTRIAL UFO

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You got another thing comin’ & it ain’t no shelter from the cold pain, everywhere it exists
On your borders of every country, every continent above the sea, there is extinction’s abyss
All the brave men who would have gone, died with their bravery in the battle against gods
Strangers full of the scat they’ve eaten in another form, cold or warm, meals on hot rods.

Snowing until the mountains are capped with frozen rain, before it melts into rivers of gas
Hydrogen and oxygen in their own ways, are the matrix of Life anywhere in the cosmos’ ass
Not nice to fool mother nature nor the creation of blind faith minions who crave dead food
In the end, when the proof for Truth cannot be denied, there’s your foster parents’ blood.

Produced your soul with a gamete & ovum created from nothing but the First One, dangers
Full of jelly or custard, that Bismarck didn’t sink, it thrived into the sinews filled with blood
You feel it, we all feel the same thing when we do identical things, act One product of mud
Possibly there’s no encore after the Play, when it’s over, it’s all over, Yanks lose to Dodgers.

Inappropriate behavior exhibited, a doppelganger neither with my permission nor knowledge
It’s a put-on if you ask me, to show the world that there’s a power much bigger than hot fudge
Hitting the road with Jack, it’s much longer than the maps indicated, 2 inches are 200 kilometers
Hopping ‘til Easter then dying for a rise out of rigor mortis, only One god can perform, not hers.

I am utilizing a tool of this trade, an ethereal persuasion from a sped-up present in the SF bay
Dreams appeared out of nowhere & in no time at all, they vanished into thin airshow, The Way
By no uncertainty principle can anyone exist on a planet with freed slaves & their progeny mix
Masters’ daughters and liberated slaves’ sons evolved into wealthy, upper class, private dicks.

In the showdown, there is always the ends, the shots from the duel in the dirty, dusty pathways
Chilled Earth, Wind & Fire in a cornucopia that yields all there is from ancestry & descendantry
Love or the lack of it didn’t matter before, only in between before the fixed legend eclipses it all
Talkin’ a singularity of the creator’s wounded heart, love can’t stay out in the open, it’s Ai’s fall.

Pitches down the pipe, struck out twenty-six in a row, fast-screwballs, bored kids run out of time
We kid you now when we normally kid you not, cheaper to keep her, beats rhythm, holy rhyme
Cake made in the bakery of mama, she cooked & cleaned while I waited for a piece of the sign
That the eight cuts will lose one of them, masticated the fruit & nuts, the creator was so fine!

Pine box at the end keeps your bones until the wood & your parents’ DNA dissolves, as you do
Superego can fill the volume of the Void with more cache & digits than a zillion-trillion or two
Haunted by ghosts no more my man, my woman like my mama stands up for the Truth, as I do
Created by the unknown & left to fend for themselves, those unseen before us, feared Me too.

I can’t blame anyone for fearing the significance of signs of stop & go signals, I’d like to signify
But I can’t tell you the word, the code or I’d have to terminate your remaining time of life to die
It’s a sound from A to Z, combined with a rattle and a hum, replacement for the deplorable guy
Unknown commodity, sideways or up and down, it’ll end in a solo whimper, so have a good day!

Idiots close to the vest stay right there, forget about you & your hallucination that you’re alive
You’re in a dream & you’ve been fooled to think you’re in a reality other than that, you’re jive
Yet you’re free as the flowing water comin’ down the mountain from the melted white snow
Simple mind inside of your head, the wall is in your head, I lie that you lie, you’re lying now.

Moron, you get it now. You could fly in a blue dream without your wings, just die first, hu-man
Winner, winner, chicken dinner, can’t fly for a reason, bake, fry, BBQ their wings, all too human
Beans & seeds to keep the ignorance occupied with clutter & immaterial forms of dead-life sin
Mortal & original offenses are the natural beast’s behavior, laws are to tame the beast’s skin.

Pinch yourself if you think you’re sleeping & dreaming, this is reality & it’s the way it is now
For now, cause & effects repeat ad infinitum and there’s nothing you may change, just blow
Lips closed tight, wind up & out the face, screech in the ears to be blocked, deleted in spurts
Fear me & you until the loathing appears from the place underneath the sister’s dark skirts.

Creatures of variable mutations of DNA, some still here & now, some long extinct, even day 1
Nothing more or less than everything under the sun, our closest star, a bit of the astral cluster
Milky Way, immaculate conception inside of a virgin, a pope, bishop & cardinal can preach, sun
It’s the invisible One behind the origin of the sun & the whole universe of blown stars, buster.

Up and down from the bottom line you can jump to the top shelf of ingredients, old schools
Nothing is up there, where everyone wants to go, final destination of dead witches & ghouls
Humble your soul’s molecules & atoms down to the nuclei, proud to be dead weight keepers
Fick led people from the holy water to the insipid missiles launched & discovered monsters.

Telling the bad guys where you hide from the predators is the idea you get before extinction
Every extinct species on Earth, from A to Z, some undiscovered, some archeological foreskin
Saying words, sounding as A, E, I, O & U, sometimes Y & there’s consonants like the eighteen
Five and ten stores have cheap goods, penny candy in jars, security internal morality sting.

Bitten by the eye-teeth and canines to bleed out the form of life that is food for vampire ilk
They are already dead, painfully alive with the minions who deal in guilt and chocolate milk
High five and ten stores closed for business, today and tomorrow, forever and a day or two
High times, blood flow, brain’s mind, speak, see & hear no evil, kill purple people eaters too.

Everyday you wake up, stay awakened up to 16 hours & then resume the unconscious fire
Fire up the engines waiting for the shot to begin the race, the finish line’s ahead, love a liar
Perfection between the zero & the One, any other number is imperfect & part of the hole
It’s empty & it’s never been full of anything except once, at the Big Bang, boom, let’s role.

Sucking down into the Singularity there’s a point of no return, nobody wins at the ending
Hair is burnt, skin is love in a hotdog bun, the space between stars & planets is full of scat
You can feel the Truth coming into the veins and arteries, streams, rivers & an ocean thing
Atoms H2O gas recombination, The End dissolved, hydrogen, neutrino-oxygen Mega boom.

by
r j j stephan, i

c. Samedhi, BLOVEMBER 2nd MMXXIV Anno Domini @ 1111 AMPST

{ Drafted while listenin’ to @JoeRogan interview with @DonaldJTrump on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/hBMoPUAeLnY?si=qQQBUy7ENShaRiKn }

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W.W.A.R.D.?