FIT FOR SURVIVAL, REMEMBERING THE RECOLLECTION
No whining when you have good bread to eat with your vino for suppertime, all ye faithfulBig grandmas & absentee fathers ruling the paper or plastic roosts given to the vengeful
High lights shining above and dimming down under, below the center of the apple’s core
Nobody alive with eyes and ears gets to see or hear the Truth but you can read all about it.
Massive tumors have been found in the Earth’s oceans, mixing cancer with H2O from gods
They left something created out of nothing, let’s be honest, let’s be real here, crypts’ bloods
Nobody ever gets out of this world you see here and now ALIVE, nobody with skin and bones
No dead human with linguistic skills in any tongue of language came back to spill the beans.
There’s one condition that you’ll ever find out the purpose of Life on Earth, you will find it too
Stop the heartbeat for a tick, commitment to stabbing pains in the derriere is tock 23 skidoo
Beware of the dog is what the sign said, big as life right there on the gate of ‘do not enter’ flip
Loud barking scared you from walking up the front steps to the door, loud and clear to skip.
Idiot between the ears above your neck, you do know I’m referring to the one reading it now
Reading it which is this and that encyclopedic of golden books, a compendium of who to blow
Here’s your soul, here’s your body, you’re lucky beyond cosmic origins, a star of Adam’s dent
Nothing more nor less than your parents are responsible for your life choices, you’re innocent.
Of the brains called the place where the minds reside, consider dissecting a cadaver in a lab
As you would expect, just like a worm, a house rat, a gym rat or any other swamp denizen flab
My god, your mom and dad, if you found them alive after being an oblivious toddler, they lied
You remember they promised to love you forever, they never said they’d leave but they died.
Surprise at the mortuary and the nicest people to take your treasure & bury it in gold caskets
Precious charity and the faith that you hoped would carry you to cross to the other side of It
But well, you know, if I told you the Truth, I’d have to terminate your existences of happiness
Totally oblivion is never a welcome contribution to the happiness of 208 bones, yet, I digress.
Nostalgia will be forgotten & will be recollected when your Life flashes before your very eyes
In 182 blinks every single day, you know what I know, since the origin of Time, mankind pies
The Jig is Up, nothing is going on undercover, it’s all above board, only you know like I know
Fun facts are actually just entertainment for those who are aware that Life’s but a wet dream.
Sea of unknown diversity, speaking in Tongues or just loving the tower of Babel, clearly heaven
On Earth, this is how it’s got to be, Catholics, non-Catholics, the Pope, monks & priests of Zen
Quiet is Way, no Way is the Way to go, C.O.W. clips of the week, stipulate extinction, on ‘Man’
As this all turns out above the surface’s ground of being, it’s life or death, in the lioness’ den.
You’ll come around because you’ve got no free choice to break away into all Outerspace deep
Vitamins and minerals will be your full ape shape, bone marrow being the crème of the heap
Of hating love due to bad news from world about love stinking to high heaven, fire up a blunt
Not for a small reason, a big reason is to keep people who hate smoke, far, far away from fun.
Monkeys aping in the trees until the plateaus and plains cleared of the running dozens’ herds
On the porch, on the corner, on the block like Jenny, moves were made on all four corners’ glue
Passing out and passing away were close to the same phrase, word up or word down, it’s woke
Reality claiming fantasy as concrete as your mother and father in the coffin or casket basket.
Cream of the crop, all I have & all I need, what the others in the dust storm crave in perpetuity
End of the edge of town, it turns pitch black, between the city and a country of foolish breeds
Like the DNA of dogs, cats and bipeds who rule the world, everything is going away, as I bleed
A holy hole in my skin, punctured and wounded my system, repaired, scarred for one third eye.
Circle around the squares who allow blather to replace the silent secrets only the gods know
That is assuming this is not just a random collision of rocks with no personality, as a no-show
So, therefore, in the end, finally, hence I roll on a slippery ice cube’s slippery slope, smear pap
But it’s a repetition of the same old story, over again ad infinitum, it’s a gravitational collapse.
Conceive of your conscience without guilt, innocence from the gods to waste in the bad taste
Of evil backward livers of life, consequences of wisdom is knowledge of Truth, in due haste
Nevermore the raven, the crow or bird of paradise setting the entry bar to high to roll the Dice
Paradise invisible to third eyes’ evolution, you are happy, you lose it, I am the trap of all mice.
Blood from the sun, the star too hot to get near less than 90 million miles, give or take it all
Third stone from the sun, the Son of God, it’s obvious that this is a parody of the Eden Fall
From grace, holy obedience to the Law to be ignorant of the trees full of apples and iHearts
Come along applied, anyone invited, especially mean tweeters of @Twitter, bullseyes’ darts.
Now then, I remember you & what’s going on here, never forget about it, we’re flees on walls
Heard everything everybody has ever said, encapsulating it into a finale end, philosophy calls
Stop, halt all judgements, flow like water down a river full of rocks, boulders of Pebble Beach
Onto the seven seas from the apex of the volcanoes’ snow caps, H2O, I am no son of a niche.
Freaking out and assimilating to the petri dish of agar, freedom of choice is nobody’s option
Kinship & friendship be damned, sell your soul since it’s an imaginary tool of clear, thin skin
Hurricanes live here, it’s a panhandle, it’s the last stand at the Alamo of Davy Crockett’s kin
Cousins, brother-sisters from other mothers, Walk, Run, Collide, animate it Jane, Dick’s in.
by
r j j stephan, i
c. Mardi, July IXth MMXXIV Anno Domini @ 1010 AMPST
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