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STRIKE now & then, mystery solved by Sherlock Holmes or other bloody sleuth in stealth
Yet, one original sin lingers as if obedience to One God was Origin of this universe’s wealth
Proof forms rational argument blind faith follows leaders of packs you run with to death
Either way, in any other form of spending Life on Earth in ignorance, unfit to survive it.
Sometimes, girls see the world through the prism of their fathers’ souls & mamas’ boys
Maybe the origin of the problem of existence, what we’re doin’ & why here & now knows
A matter of energy application of dream love, passion to uncover the Void’s absolute toys
Downshift to third & power shift without a clutch when RPMs allow, be God’s lip blows.
Ball rolls on flat ground until momentum is cancelled by gravity’s magnetism, finite rest
Molecules and atoms never completely disintegrate into oblivion, I can’t prove I’m the best
But I’m all I’ve got, my parents’ offspring from heaven or somewhere above Time in Space
I’m grounded in the center of the core, on the fringe of the stratospheric nuclear suitcase.
Fusion into Void after fission of all too humane bombs made for alien extraterrestrial UFO
Your ancestors are rolling over in their graves or exciting their bones and ashes in a hole
Above and below the surface and the core of Earth, it’s anybody’s guess, a leap of love faith
That the thing is, we couldn’t just be an accident of the solar system’s random god-wraith.
You have an opinion which has no relation to whatever happens to be true about Time’s ID
By the time I got to Woodstock New York in 1969, I had just flunked my senior year in HS
I watched the whole thing as much as I could but I can’t recall anything from day 1 on site
I don’t care but since it’s on a youTube video, I got the whole madness from the cyber byte.
Lazy bones in 208 pieces from skull to toe, a random collision upside down to begin with
North or south of the equator of Earth, the moon still stays in Space, Adam & Eve had a fit
Played the mating game with no permission but perfectly predictable for One who knows it
I got a golden needle pierced through my heart, the MRI shows the shadow, I’m dead s#it.
Ain’t nobody’s fault, just an accidental force of One meeting the Many & giving it all up
Twisted whirl of swirl is the only way to go, no direction inside a maelstrom of throw up
Harmony divided or multiplied by zero, expected to be zero, more than -1 & less than +1
Proteins of Hydrogen and Oxygen the accidental sunlight burning into godlike formation.
Broke the glass house & destroyed the space within, now you can let it all be, drop the top
Only way to fly in a pink Cadillac on the freeway, I-5 or I-80 to go any direction, full stop
Source of the middle of the onion is a seed, coded with the shape and function of menudo
Legumes and roots, medicine and dead-life plants & animals, hunter-gatherer late show.
Store between the harvests and hunts, refrigerate the spoils to lock in the fresh, clean kill
If you don’t take care of the consumables, you’ll catch the viral-bacterial infection intel
Secrets you won’t know what to do with, so mum’s the word, go back to the future today
Actresses deemed necessary for the pleasure of civilization’s stage play, you don’t say!
Either you fancy your face in the mirror or you don’t, either way, be happy you got it
Some people party from teens to elder adult, others never party at all, kind people all
Entered monastery or convent to protect the celibacy choice from temptation of mating
God’s bad joke to create the dynamic & then allow the perversion disallowing the DNA.
The narrow way goes right down the middle & there’s no looking back to return you
All facts of life disappeared with your first step beyond the twilight zone’s azure blue
At the precipice with both feet still on the ground of being, eyes both blinded by light
Wake up, woke up a bit groggy & now, still gotta die someday, I failed & lost the fight.
Pick a hand that I have hiding behind my back, you get to have only one choice, man
Women voted, men voted, the illusionary is clear, morons elected follow the command
Who is the director of the American Way, your mother, your father, sister or brother?
Nobody you know by name, no one anybody can know, that being is a mama banger.
Punch you in the face and I’ll mend your broken nose and blackened eyes, I’m so sorry
It was not my intent to hurt you but to silence your voice and mind from being so noisy
So, weak fall to the strong, it’s not my idea, it’s the fact of life, essence precedes existence
Unfollow suit, hearts are Trump from Charm & Love, Neutrino DNA patchouli incense.
I’ve nothing to say, whatever said is all about nothing, that’s all there is too, nothing else
You’ll find something of course for a counter example to the paradigm case of prison cells
To lock up the inferior speaking, uneducated children of moronic idiotas and miscreants
Define terms and if the shoe fits, wear it, you own it since Free Will led you to the dance.
Undeniable, y’all can lead a horse to poison water in a desert but you can’t make it imbibe
What you know and what you believe are things that aren’t true, all inherited Blues jive
As if everyone on Earth is the only One here, alone with nobody else in the stark darkness
Come over to my place, it’s not a destination though, it’s the journey, hands in my pockets!
News is that you died, I died, we all died after we got born, it’s the future without the Past
No historical record of you in the lexicon of Mankind, as if you never came & went at last
You and the full Monty are bleeding out on the tarmac, all high people will die in the back
Immortal is a word not any reality defined in an invisible dictionary, metaphysical contact.
Breadcrumbs left for a trail to return back to the beginning of the story, crumbs got eaten
There’s a future that comes after the past is finished with the present, to be in a finale scene
You’ve got to be the luckiest person ever to be born to Man & Woman, Earth’s worms died
No crawling, slithering, walking, running or dreaming of the surreal being Kentucky fried.
Birds of a feather, two- & four-legged anima, winged insects, underwater wonders in & out
Blinking 182 times until we drop every day, once a day ‘cause it’s the nature of a wildebeest
My apes monkeyed around & wrote on the wall in the cave, darkness is under a hard rock, my sons
No nouns, pronouns, verbs, adverbs, adjectives, articles, prepositions, conjunctions or interjections.
Yet, one original sin lingers as if obedience to One God was Origin of this universe’s wealth
Proof forms rational argument blind faith follows leaders of packs you run with to death
Either way, in any other form of spending Life on Earth in ignorance, unfit to survive it.
Sometimes, girls see the world through the prism of their fathers’ souls & mamas’ boys
Maybe the origin of the problem of existence, what we’re doin’ & why here & now knows
A matter of energy application of dream love, passion to uncover the Void’s absolute toys
Downshift to third & power shift without a clutch when RPMs allow, be God’s lip blows.
Ball rolls on flat ground until momentum is cancelled by gravity’s magnetism, finite rest
Molecules and atoms never completely disintegrate into oblivion, I can’t prove I’m the best
But I’m all I’ve got, my parents’ offspring from heaven or somewhere above Time in Space
I’m grounded in the center of the core, on the fringe of the stratospheric nuclear suitcase.
Fusion into Void after fission of all too humane bombs made for alien extraterrestrial UFO
Your ancestors are rolling over in their graves or exciting their bones and ashes in a hole
Above and below the surface and the core of Earth, it’s anybody’s guess, a leap of love faith
That the thing is, we couldn’t just be an accident of the solar system’s random god-wraith.
You have an opinion which has no relation to whatever happens to be true about Time’s ID
By the time I got to Woodstock New York in 1969, I had just flunked my senior year in HS
I watched the whole thing as much as I could but I can’t recall anything from day 1 on site
I don’t care but since it’s on a youTube video, I got the whole madness from the cyber byte.
Lazy bones in 208 pieces from skull to toe, a random collision upside down to begin with
North or south of the equator of Earth, the moon still stays in Space, Adam & Eve had a fit
Played the mating game with no permission but perfectly predictable for One who knows it
I got a golden needle pierced through my heart, the MRI shows the shadow, I’m dead s#it.
Ain’t nobody’s fault, just an accidental force of One meeting the Many & giving it all up
Twisted whirl of swirl is the only way to go, no direction inside a maelstrom of throw up
Harmony divided or multiplied by zero, expected to be zero, more than -1 & less than +1
Proteins of Hydrogen and Oxygen the accidental sunlight burning into godlike formation.
Broke the glass house & destroyed the space within, now you can let it all be, drop the top
Only way to fly in a pink Cadillac on the freeway, I-5 or I-80 to go any direction, full stop
Source of the middle of the onion is a seed, coded with the shape and function of menudo
Legumes and roots, medicine and dead-life plants & animals, hunter-gatherer late show.
Store between the harvests and hunts, refrigerate the spoils to lock in the fresh, clean kill
If you don’t take care of the consumables, you’ll catch the viral-bacterial infection intel
Secrets you won’t know what to do with, so mum’s the word, go back to the future today
Actresses deemed necessary for the pleasure of civilization’s stage play, you don’t say!
Either you fancy your face in the mirror or you don’t, either way, be happy you got it
Some people party from teens to elder adult, others never party at all, kind people all
Entered monastery or convent to protect the celibacy choice from temptation of mating
God’s bad joke to create the dynamic & then allow the perversion disallowing the DNA.
The narrow way goes right down the middle & there’s no looking back to return you
All facts of life disappeared with your first step beyond the twilight zone’s azure blue
At the precipice with both feet still on the ground of being, eyes both blinded by light
Wake up, woke up a bit groggy & now, still gotta die someday, I failed & lost the fight.
Pick a hand that I have hiding behind my back, you get to have only one choice, man
Women voted, men voted, the illusionary is clear, morons elected follow the command
Who is the director of the American Way, your mother, your father, sister or brother?
Nobody you know by name, no one anybody can know, that being is a mama banger.
Punch you in the face and I’ll mend your broken nose and blackened eyes, I’m so sorry
It was not my intent to hurt you but to silence your voice and mind from being so noisy
So, weak fall to the strong, it’s not my idea, it’s the fact of life, essence precedes existence
Unfollow suit, hearts are Trump from Charm & Love, Neutrino DNA patchouli incense.
I’ve nothing to say, whatever said is all about nothing, that’s all there is too, nothing else
You’ll find something of course for a counter example to the paradigm case of prison cells
To lock up the inferior speaking, uneducated children of moronic idiotas and miscreants
Define terms and if the shoe fits, wear it, you own it since Free Will led you to the dance.
Undeniable, y’all can lead a horse to poison water in a desert but you can’t make it imbibe
What you know and what you believe are things that aren’t true, all inherited Blues jive
As if everyone on Earth is the only One here, alone with nobody else in the stark darkness
Come over to my place, it’s not a destination though, it’s the journey, hands in my pockets!
News is that you died, I died, we all died after we got born, it’s the future without the Past
No historical record of you in the lexicon of Mankind, as if you never came & went at last
You and the full Monty are bleeding out on the tarmac, all high people will die in the back
Immortal is a word not any reality defined in an invisible dictionary, metaphysical contact.
Breadcrumbs left for a trail to return back to the beginning of the story, crumbs got eaten
There’s a future that comes after the past is finished with the present, to be in a finale scene
You’ve got to be the luckiest person ever to be born to Man & Woman, Earth’s worms died
No crawling, slithering, walking, running or dreaming of the surreal being Kentucky fried.
Birds of a feather, two- & four-legged anima, winged insects, underwater wonders in & out
Blinking 182 times until we drop every day, once a day ‘cause it’s the nature of a wildebeest
My apes monkeyed around & wrote on the wall in the cave, darkness is under a hard rock, my sons
No nouns, pronouns, verbs, adverbs, adjectives, articles, prepositions, conjunctions or interjections.
by
r j j stephan, i
c. Vendredi, Janvier XXVIth , MMXXIV Anno Domini @ 1300 hours
{ Crying & drafted this harbinger while jammin’ to @ZZTop #Mary in an infinite #Cherry loop, on youTube #LayinMyWay link @ https://youtu.be/va9NM-Fnehk?si=1Tj0aRvk-N_xEnjm & @Missy_Elliott & @Christina_Aguilera #CarWash link @ https://youtu.be/aVlpy5USN-E?si=bSZFRzD2CPE7xA-3 & https://youtu.be/0bKyF4eRdfQ?list=RDMM }
