KNOW THE WOKE CAN'T SCORE, EXTINCTION TRIP IS SET IN STONEROCK
So, enough of bone bad system's equity of equations, Calculus of Man, gram mind bend
Seriously woke without dreaming, as wide awake as a newborn babe out the holy womb
Bless the mothers whose labor brought all senses in flight, a search of One's sublime end
Only the beginning could get you here, I'm already gone but present to sweep the room.
Alright for the last time in Space, all of the other times were dress rehearsals to see skin
Red, black or blue, maybe yellow or albino white, all ontop of 208 bones, all the same In
With the light from direct sunlight and artificial atom ignition, the seeds bloom to weeds
In humungus fingers, Pocololo being alive to be hung upside down to cure higher needs.
Relief from the ennui and most importantly the feeling of excruciating torture of my will
To be or not to be was always the two options, from seven to seventy, god sent me a bill
Conception, gestation, birth, nurtured by nature, fittest to survive, in defensive offense
Humanity doesn't share identical ethical values of Life & Death, as above, so below ants.
Give me a minute alone with your hidden being that you forgot was deep inside of you
No joke, it's an exercise in futility to object to the serious request, your true Self screw
I've got the Phillips and the Flats to get the metal down tight, nevermore to detach it
Together it stands and if divided it will certainly fall & deteriorate into microscopit shyt.
You don't know like I know this, Nothing is more important than being awake in a dream
Dr. Zeus and Mr. PotatoHead have gone fishing for the rest of the century, it's the Ateam
I'm the head, you're the head, we're all the head of the thing I'm referring to, nonsense
Nuts & I voted but votes deemed insufficient, proud boys' coup d'etat, C minus students.
Income puts you out of the red and into the wild blue yonder, the sky's the limit, Space
Time is not a problem since it moves on with or without you, in a dream or #Woke face
In a book of cyberspace or a silent tweet of the twittering birds, in flight or a black hole
Nowhere to fly or to run fromt he predators, hungry for your flesh, blood & holy soul.
Diction comes above the surface and disappears below, still there but silent & stealth
Monkeys see what the others do & they do it too, why? Immitators of the Void death
Far, far away from here and now, when your own dream of conscious awareness ends
There will be a repository of everything that Nothing has generated & annhilated, Sins.
Atoms don't have rules and regulations but laws of conservation avoid agony and defeat
Eat it or decommission it if it's inedible or else you can't turn your back or get forty winks
Just like your ancestors who survived prior to your presence, killed finks put in the sinks
On the wide open savannah or down in the swamp everglades, hungry, restin' sore feet.
I hit a grounder to third but the ball hit the base and bounced high in the air, out of sight
Left fielder rushin' into the infield ran into the shortstop & second baseman, it's a fight
For the ball, to snatch and throw the stones at the infidels who don't believe white lies
Carpenters in the canyon of rocks and stones, no trees, no bushes, no plants, No Wood!
Now, I woke up with wood but I'm neither messiah nor carpenter, though saved so hard
You find money on the ground, gold buried underground, diamonds & gems hidden in a yard
Being lost like the gospel of a savior who took a powder when he ran out of power, lamb BBQ
Wanting to save the sinners who disobeyed nothing but descended out Adam & Eve, God #Q.
This origin created the entire universe from a Void, literally without gas, no helium or oxygen
Not a wavelength of cosmic proportions nor of infrared nanometers, pretend to be a seer's kin
A distant nephew or great, great, great grandson, prophetic chosen One, who chose the One?
So, blind faith in a set of propositions which are unprovableI kid philosophies, ignorant son!
Full stop and proceed with caution since you're ready to enter a C section, on of Main & 1st
Sweet love and so sour when it runs out of the sugar, out of the cool, Milky Way star burst
Jelly beans, honey, lemonade & the things I can't tell you about since the things are so void
Pins, needles standing on heads, gravity won't argue, it's the force to force the Force to hold.
I knew you'd always go whereever I went, don't know why my psyche got rank, file & a row
Imagine it was the spirits that moved the things without my paying attention, I need a blow
Wind of the North, a job from down on 1st & Pike, just a rest between the comeback I'll win
Dusted the rest, got an easy one left, I wrote the script, hence, Love? FORGET it, I'm dreamin'.
by
r j j stephan, i
c. Vendredi, April XVth, MMXXII Anno Domini
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