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Thursday, November 07, 2019

#GratefulDead #NowhereToHideToday

ARE YOU KIDDIN’ ME? I JUST DIED
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In a movie or #IRL matters about as much as water freezing or boiling, dense matter-mind
Looking into the middle of the recollection of sensory perception from birth to death, caput
It’s over when it’s over, what you see is what you got, this here and that there, dad knows it
Mama made me in fear of my life from the long arms of the law, police, sheriff and the pope!

I told the gods I was heartily sorry for having offended the nature of the beasts, all too human
Harder than it ever had to be, first things first, birth, time travel, death, recycle, do it again
Why though? Just a question, if it’s not too much trouble to ask and answer, don’t walk away
Stay right here and give it your best shot, reason for being alive here & now, why, why, why?

Start at the get-go when your eyes first become wide open with the nature of the Truth, death
Your friends and relatives leave before you but you gotta go too, wicked, good, weak or strong
Pertaining to feelings surrounding this Live-Evil, your personal, conscious awareness’ breath
On the nature of cosmic Evolution, Plato & Aristotle didn’t comprehend Socrates’ scree-song.

On one hand, there’s Forms and on the other there’s Substance, now go on, have a good day
Epic drama right there before our very eyes, blinded by light from a neutron star, Milky Way
This ain’t China or Iceland or Mazatlan, but at least you can drink the water without choking
Elements of mud, blood and beer hops from the millennia, drinkin’ my Mind’s wide opening.

Only the survivors grieve after they have calmed their own fears and concerns, no duodenum
You didn’t need it and I didn’t want it, nobody can squat where I squat, I own the Space-dirt
Come inside of my space at your own risk, you may either disintegrate or dissolve into scum
Like shower water goin’ down the drain, Truth is man, a west-coast explosion of a GD #Bum!

by
r j j stephan, i
c. Jeudi, BLOWVEMBER 7TH, 2019 A.D. @ 5:55 AM PST
{ drafted while listenin’ to Eric Burdon and War #HomeCookin’ & HITS on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/CCVBegbvp24 }
W.W.A.R.D.?

#FromAlphaToRomeo #HereArtThou @VOID @WARtheBand #NakedApesLeftEarthAlone

BLACKER THAN INFRARED WAVES
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Peek behind the screen which hides the masks of the intelligentsia, children of homelessness
Parents of free people who practiced free speech for hundreds of years now must be silenced
In the enculturation and education of the innocent lambs, the secret must be a preserved kiss
Trading commodities on the market and made millions of dollars but couldn’t trade the gist.

Meaning at the bottom line, nobody knows anything, some swallowed a blind faith’s stipend
Immortal geist, avoidance of being the corpse of our future, mouths agape, eyes wide opened
Between the things and the thing itself, the matter and the form, there’s a Plato and Aristotle
From Berkeley to Seattle, you can seek but not find the Truth, the Ends of the Id, Jack bottle.

Pertaining to a day you die, yes you not me or anyone else, Y.O.U. neuter gendered homo sap
It ain’t my fault that you’re distraught and the meaning of WORDs is a theoretical ape escape
From the nature of Being to the nature of being a human or any plant or other animal into us
Every single set of cells from One to infinity is infused with the verve of this anomaly of fuss.

DNA or particulate matter on the #EventHorizon must disintegrate into a seer’s Void of Id
What it is, what that is, you and I will know once it appears to conscious awareness’ gas acid
Discovery either underground or on the public stage means the case is open and shut tight
Hiding whatever needs to be unknown to the masses, children of the gods and lords of fly.

Innards further than your heart and soul and outer space further than the Singularity’s face
Moves into the Unmoved Mover, unseen killing yet dead nevertheless, who you are in space
Threatening your contentment with #FactsOfLife, myopic, inherited parental enculturation
Rock your world now or a second after your final gasp of gas, bright smile, it’s over, no Sin!

by
r j j stephan, i
c. Jeudi, BLOWVEMBER 7th, 2019 A.D.
{ generated from a #ColdStart with Eric Burdon and War WAR THE BAND on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/RBQXJ3I5xGA}
W.W.A.R.D.?

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