BE IN HARM’S WAY, DONE MY WAY, AQUA BLUES TO TRUMP A QUEEN
Surround squares by woke lovers equal to the matrix’ rubric cube effect, 1 angel’s 1st cause
Whatever heats and freezes is all there is, matter or immaterial, special effect of gold dust
You care ‘til you can’t laugh any longer & you begin to cry about the death of the fallen One
Poor old spirit first created out of Nothing by the matrix, no accidental conception, my son.
Rich beyond the billions of the wealthy in universal atomic fission & fusion, a particle of silk
Leftovers once Big Bangs pass from a Future’s forwarding to the Past’s Presence, a fool’s ilk
Follow a bouncin’ ball that leads us all from the dream between your ears & reality of a goof
Trip with or without the generosity of pot plants we hex into magic potions, we’re 180 proof.
I gave it all for nothing, trained to survive in the center of dire straits, distributed at random
No recollection of a guilt complex of historical, ancient civilization & the ocean’s sea scum
Knowing Nothing itself as well as you can without saying a thing about its zeroed empty sun
Hits, playin’ @Motorcity @Motown song & rockin’ #Suspicions among us, strait shot’s 151.
Code too complex for a simple mind, calculus’ trigonometry & analytic, ancient philosophy
Above the sky that’s blue in the daytime, pitch-black spread-out coast to coast on the spin
Ask your mama for Truth, since your father’s either dead or just vanished upon a THC cloud
Life is what the hell it is, it knows the occult mystery of magicians, pretender’s holy shroud.
I won’t ever tell you I told you so, I didn’t tell you so, there was a secret to be kept, a promise
To the One who left Space’s matrix, y’all fell out of Earth’s spin, above, below, what to miss?
You’re not the ashen bones in the funeral pyre’s display, you ain’t in the undertaker’s casket
Where you are is better than a quart of formaldehyde replacement of the vampire’s biscuit.
Wings on my back, only one chosen to hang on to my invisible tail, she won’t ever let it go
Eventually we’ll be where we’ve always been, everywhere that a Big Bang can go, we blow
The function of mathematics cannot be denied, it originates with a point-to-point lineup
Then an imagination erasure of the space between the ears, within the skull & bone’s cup.
Runneth over due to an effulgence of I don’t know what, subatomic waste of rainbow trash
Hate & Love, imaginary fruits and vegetables from the plants & trees of liquid and gas hash
One more chance before you die and way before lying on your death bed’s ground of being
Movement animating all I need, transformation of Form & Matter, still a Star in Singh-Singh.
My father & mother told me to follow the leader until I figured out how to live in my own way
From the bootstrings in basic training to the fully vested retiree embedded in solid ground
We all live on it, some of us believe we don’t and we’re not responsible for the outcome day
Final judgement on your acts of good & evil’s commands, law-code well known rule to play.
Find out you’re mortal and your skin and bones will leave happiness behind in a 6-foot hole
Only if you’re fortunate, some get a body bag of bones, some nothing but Earth’s mink stole
Hot sun melts the tar upon the roof, your feet ain’t fireproof, so hot yo’ sandals wanna die
Under the boardwalk down by the sea, me & my baby on a blanket eatin’ a hot dog & fries.
You father, a man, loved a mother, yours or somebody else’s mama, disseminating the fool
From coast to coast and border to border, papa was a rolling stone wild with gravity’s cool
Chance and the free will to cause the effects that happen to darling couples, incubate an X
May be a Y combined code without intent, just lucky to become present, Gods live for Sex.
by
r j j stephan, i
c. Dimanche, Freezember XXIInd MMXXIV
Anno Domini @ 711 AMPST
{ Appropriated via
the Calculus of the Void function, jammed to @MarvinGaye #LetsGetItOn in a
#Motown Top 100 Greatest Hits in a loop on youTube, link @ https://youtu.be/eYBS1WZeb9o
}
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