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W.W.A.R.D.?
Monday, February 04, 2013
William Robert Thornton (Episode 3) & Carlos Santana (Supernatural Do You Remember Me?) & THE @Dilbert RIP @ScottAdams #SaveMeAPlace #Springsteen #BRUCE
DEVADIP ZZT DOUBLEBACK
For no good reason at all, all of the Earth's dirt is disappearing into all outerspace
From inner city streets in the free state of being mankind, above & below the foes
It's all artificial intelligence masquerading as high IQ genius shrapnel of Bookface
Creating the malfunction requires all species on Earth to become extinct as Dodos.
On the borders of imaginary lines between random points, allowing triangulation
Within and without the things you can wear or keep in your pockets, it's mortal sin
We're the mortals, we're gonna die because we've been conceived & we're all alive
Until the power annhilates the substratum of every shape & form of matter, we live.
In silence mode of hearing sounds, deaf & apparently dumb, can't hear a damn thing
Can't learn the language of lingual air blown through teeth & lips, it's deaf not dumb
Perfect to imperfect, matter & forms mutate and evolve their DNA into songs we sing
So lucky at cards and dice, betting on the winner covering the spread, I am winning.
You and your associates will be dead, buried or scattered ash to the four winds, soon
A New York Minute may not be as long as you get, a flash of God's needle & spoon
Straightforward or sideways yet never backward, all directions cause mass extinction
Ahead of here and now, rocks exposed after water evaporated into outerspace's skin.
Music, lyrics, melody of the rhythm and blues, rock of ages in minds of the alien ilk
All alive will die sooner or later, nothing lasts forever, nobody lives forever like silk
Stupid morons animate dead air, gratefully dead played LIVE on woodstock's stage
See through the facade right here and now, wake the expletive up, immerse in rage.
Drill into the mud, the blood and the beer until the hole dries up into sandstone rock
Loan me several billion dollars in gold, you will never get an investment to Tick Tock
Justice for all, Truth for those who can glean it from the Lies, repeated ad infinitum
Only you know & I know, the Truth is we're invisible to the Cosmic God-made scum.
Spell correctly, arrange grammar perfectly, Truth is undeniable, Nothing is known
All assumptions without proof, inductive and dedective arguments for all air blown
From your lips to God's ears, as if divine head of the Black Hole is a cherry bomb tip
Fire up the wick, spark up the TNT dynamite reaction, papa took off mama's slip.
Now hear this, now hear this, hear it twice or thrice, never forget to recollect this chit
Nobody will hide it, it will just dissolve and disappear into nobody's full epileptic fit
Brought the dead air out the microphone, broadcasted to deaf and dumb's Marconi
POTUS under powers-that-be, on the downlow post-mortem, money, money, money.
by
r j j stephan, i
c. Mardi, Janvier XIIIth, MMXXVI Anno Domini @ 1111 AMPST
{ Stick It To The Man RIP @Dilbert @ScottAdams RIP jammed while listenin' & watchin' @DilbertBest on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/7Py2_P0pIsI }
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