This is a LINK TO: My Trilogy of Poetry on Amazon
SLIP INTO ‘IT’ & GIVE IT UP!
Darker angels were in the outfield helping me judge the pop-ups and line drive hoppersNeither or both times you’ve come to Earth to live it up, a good life of routine big toppers
Divinity tie has a notion that there’s a need for the love potion, angel of grace, a bud opens
Aligned with the stars, which are the most fit of the red giants and white dwarves, the spins.
The day before our conception, there was either love or lust for the creation-formed planet
Shift on the axis, wobble around to & fro, a short time or a long time makes little difference
To the minions and the spirits that fly out of nowhere in the light, hidden in broad daylight
Park your carcass right where it is, as you’ve outgrown it, need it no more in heaven’s fight.
Drunks step into the same river twice and distort the Truth which is lost in veracity forever
Divine or human, copy the good, bad & ugly because it’s all there is for a billionaire nudge
As above, so below, a rung call again, words in the world of my ancestors & descendants
Subject and object with a predicate, long wind through small pipes, metaphysical wisdom.
Human speed or godspeed is your choice, you have a free will that you wish you could lose
Blaming your behavior on anybody else but yourself, that’s a trick, a process of bamboozle
In between your left & right hemispherical mind, there is a nerve formation linked to Zion
Apes’ forms in a myriad of random, natural selection results, come & go by a million eons.
Peer review the decisions you’ve made based on your training, approaching perfection, son
Mirror of your front & back, 2 dimensions that can only be all too human, I await a blessing
Fear that I’ll miss a cue to get out of the supernatural haunting coming on strong, tick-tock
I know, you know, we all know, a doubt leads to wisdom, your honor divinity in a deep dive.
Monkeys with a purpose, too human without one, such a canard, nobody knows it though
In the deep end of the bottomless sea of H2O, potentially nothing at all, dump into a Void
Pushing into a higher degree gave me a headache, pulsing, throbbing visions, sacred cow
Bum, junk user due to dead eyes wide-opened that see nothing post death, learn to blow.
It only hurts when I am awake and breathing in and out, doesn’t make me laugh, it hurts too
LOLs comin’ from deep down in my soul, my spirit is sanctified by the sacraments, in blue
Commitments being paid back for the adoration of my station in the food chain, I’m stoked
Feel it deeply, listen to a voice, kill all lights, singularity using gravitational collapse invoked.
Are you sure you don’t want to know all lies that have been disguised as the Truth? Last call
A secret is no longer hiding in the heavenly shadows darker than the black star’s singularity
Flying into the plethora, the whole story from the beginning to the bitter end of the protocol
Signify your mind, your body and soulfulness of the spirit, God tricked Adam, made a hole.
Bared the smooth or hairy skin for the autopsy while still living & breathing, damn the aliens
It’s like human scientists teach all students in high schools & higher, dissect all the minions
For the love of the gods, if there are any left over from the ice age, it is the place for no hero
Home in place in Space, where Time began to tick moments of Justice’s pigham sammich.
Lonely roads you & I have walked & driven upon, some dirt, some asphalt and Earthbound
Hunger for the love of the embraces you used to throw to me, before you died into a corpse
Load for me to recall every time I visit/revisit the graves, below the topsoil, all I’ve ever said
Blame is on me, I’m responsible for original sin, a climax of heaven on Earth’s dirty ground.
Blood spilled during the love, for the good of the species’ survival, pure strength survives It
Every step from infancy to adult stages, this natural planet of the Big Bang throws a hussy fit
For the sake of the good, the bad & the ugly, the beautiful are a mere misfit of the mutation
Nothing has light but you can’t see it, it’s UV or infrared out-of-sight, hippy style, Big Surfin’.
Buying the wares that the traders want for your oil and gold, it’s what culture is all about, so
Go from here on out, to your fathers’ mothers inherited culture, stay alive until your last huff
Dream that your existence is more than it is, an accident that looks like an intended fiasco
Truth bombs being dropped from the Ghost Train that flies above and below where gods go.
Hard or soft rockin’, all words that are agreed upon clicks, grunts & huffs, just a shady noise
Gathered in a smaller space than a Dewey decimal point, Love is red flow in the heart, boys
With the backbeat of the heartbeat, there’s a rhythm and a rhyme, sometimes more or less
Goody goody, a rascal’s exposure to O2 gas of the sphere to a final suck of wind, goodness.
Matter and the Energy resulting from its incineration, it all comes down to the denominator
Divinity tie has a notion that there’s a need for the love potion, angel of grace, a bud opens
Aligned with the stars, which are the most fit of the red giants and white dwarves, the spins.
The day before our conception, there was either love or lust for the creation-formed planet
Shift on the axis, wobble around to & fro, a short time or a long time makes little difference
To the minions and the spirits that fly out of nowhere in the light, hidden in broad daylight
Park your carcass right where it is, as you’ve outgrown it, need it no more in heaven’s fight.
Drunks step into the same river twice and distort the Truth which is lost in veracity forever
Divine or human, copy the good, bad & ugly because it’s all there is for a billionaire nudge
As above, so below, a rung call again, words in the world of my ancestors & descendants
Subject and object with a predicate, long wind through small pipes, metaphysical wisdom.
Human speed or godspeed is your choice, you have a free will that you wish you could lose
Blaming your behavior on anybody else but yourself, that’s a trick, a process of bamboozle
In between your left & right hemispherical mind, there is a nerve formation linked to Zion
Apes’ forms in a myriad of random, natural selection results, come & go by a million eons.
Peer review the decisions you’ve made based on your training, approaching perfection, son
Mirror of your front & back, 2 dimensions that can only be all too human, I await a blessing
Fear that I’ll miss a cue to get out of the supernatural haunting coming on strong, tick-tock
I know, you know, we all know, a doubt leads to wisdom, your honor divinity in a deep dive.
Monkeys with a purpose, too human without one, such a canard, nobody knows it though
In the deep end of the bottomless sea of H2O, potentially nothing at all, dump into a Void
Pushing into a higher degree gave me a headache, pulsing, throbbing visions, sacred cow
Bum, junk user due to dead eyes wide-opened that see nothing post death, learn to blow.
It only hurts when I am awake and breathing in and out, doesn’t make me laugh, it hurts too
LOLs comin’ from deep down in my soul, my spirit is sanctified by the sacraments, in blue
Commitments being paid back for the adoration of my station in the food chain, I’m stoked
Feel it deeply, listen to a voice, kill all lights, singularity using gravitational collapse invoked.
Are you sure you don’t want to know all lies that have been disguised as the Truth? Last call
A secret is no longer hiding in the heavenly shadows darker than the black star’s singularity
Flying into the plethora, the whole story from the beginning to the bitter end of the protocol
Signify your mind, your body and soulfulness of the spirit, God tricked Adam, made a hole.
Bared the smooth or hairy skin for the autopsy while still living & breathing, damn the aliens
It’s like human scientists teach all students in high schools & higher, dissect all the minions
For the love of the gods, if there are any left over from the ice age, it is the place for no hero
Home in place in Space, where Time began to tick moments of Justice’s pigham sammich.
Lonely roads you & I have walked & driven upon, some dirt, some asphalt and Earthbound
Hunger for the love of the embraces you used to throw to me, before you died into a corpse
Load for me to recall every time I visit/revisit the graves, below the topsoil, all I’ve ever said
Blame is on me, I’m responsible for original sin, a climax of heaven on Earth’s dirty ground.
Blood spilled during the love, for the good of the species’ survival, pure strength survives It
Every step from infancy to adult stages, this natural planet of the Big Bang throws a hussy fit
For the sake of the good, the bad & the ugly, the beautiful are a mere misfit of the mutation
Nothing has light but you can’t see it, it’s UV or infrared out-of-sight, hippy style, Big Surfin’.
Buying the wares that the traders want for your oil and gold, it’s what culture is all about, so
Go from here on out, to your fathers’ mothers inherited culture, stay alive until your last huff
Dream that your existence is more than it is, an accident that looks like an intended fiasco
Truth bombs being dropped from the Ghost Train that flies above and below where gods go.
Hard or soft rockin’, all words that are agreed upon clicks, grunts & huffs, just a shady noise
Gathered in a smaller space than a Dewey decimal point, Love is red flow in the heart, boys
With the backbeat of the heartbeat, there’s a rhythm and a rhyme, sometimes more or less
Goody goody, a rascal’s exposure to O2 gas of the sphere to a final suck of wind, goodness.
Matter and the Energy resulting from its incineration, it all comes down to the denominator
Ludicrous as the first and last woman who bore Mankind, fire and the leftover ash is all of it
Blind faith in unknown mystery isn’t the Truth, it’s a jumped conclusion, a mythos’ anomaly
Pride in being a part of the masses with cheap-ass sunglasses, got some, all good, I’m fine.
Bring a knife to a gunfight, fine for all escrimaderos; you all need nothing but a rattan club
Grab a knife, a sword and a machine that could be a cyborg, obviously, 12 moves & passes
There is no defense other than an identical dance, as indulging in combat without glasses
Pumping and distracting from the actual blow & silver-back ape scare, pounding chest rub.
Legs and arms know their way around the Space & Time occupied by the free forms of Evil
Just the opposite of the ugly and the good, Live spelled backwards is Evil, it’s all y’all folks
Nothing else in the universe other than you, myself & everybody else I know as well, 2 jokes
We’re a step away from the ending of the story we each share on this battle of Bunker Hill.
You had to know and I had to tell you the answer to the proverbial question, nobody asked it
Who is in charge here? You’re your leader or I’ll assume you don’t have one, you lost it, chit
Bums and junkies crawled into their cocoon for safety and clearance from the target of prey
Build something where there was nothing, death says, give it up baby, get ready yesterday!
Blind faith in unknown mystery isn’t the Truth, it’s a jumped conclusion, a mythos’ anomaly
Pride in being a part of the masses with cheap-ass sunglasses, got some, all good, I’m fine.
Bring a knife to a gunfight, fine for all escrimaderos; you all need nothing but a rattan club
Grab a knife, a sword and a machine that could be a cyborg, obviously, 12 moves & passes
There is no defense other than an identical dance, as indulging in combat without glasses
Pumping and distracting from the actual blow & silver-back ape scare, pounding chest rub.
Legs and arms know their way around the Space & Time occupied by the free forms of Evil
Just the opposite of the ugly and the good, Live spelled backwards is Evil, it’s all y’all folks
Nothing else in the universe other than you, myself & everybody else I know as well, 2 jokes
We’re a step away from the ending of the story we each share on this battle of Bunker Hill.
You had to know and I had to tell you the answer to the proverbial question, nobody asked it
Who is in charge here? You’re your leader or I’ll assume you don’t have one, you lost it, chit
Bums and junkies crawled into their cocoon for safety and clearance from the target of prey
Build something where there was nothing, death says, give it up baby, get ready yesterday!
by
r j j stephan, i
c. Lundi, June XXIInd MMXXVI Anno Domini @ 911 AMPST
{ Jammed this out to the JAMZ of @ZZTop #ChromeSmokeAndBBQ on YouTube link
@ https://youtu.be/lRGPp0F98iA?si=SU1mCxD6McRz26F0 }
r j j stephan, i
c. Lundi, June XXIInd MMXXVI Anno Domini @ 911 AMPST
{ Jammed this out to the JAMZ of @ZZTop #ChromeSmokeAndBBQ on YouTube link
@ https://youtu.be/lRGPp0F98iA?si=SU1mCxD6McRz26F0 }
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