NE'ER FOOLED TWICE HENCE,
I GOTTA GO
Mexico down below Canada, there’s an ocean coastal erosion to Shambala
For once on Earth, there’s nothing more important than survival of da nada
I mean for real as a Void without pain or suffering, light can’t shine on it all
Impossible to deduce a logical conclusion, as I lay dying before dawn’s call.
Premium to prevent mortality’s call of the wild, back home to the atom egg
You know & I know what it feels like at the dead-end street in 2nd city’s peg
Westside the best side, all of my centered oneness took precedence thereat
In the alleys, on my bikes, playin’ in streets, parks, playgrounds, a gym rat.
Funny that a recollection triggers the rest of the scat that formed into words
Some written & others thoughts or orations to paper & processors, for birds
Subject in the nest changes once the journey begins to the guilty pleasures
Sensory perception keeping the order and law together for posterity’s tours.
Duty calls in an obligation to take care of the situational awareness, all told
Being an American, first young & then old, Illinois to Mississippi & Cali gold
Fillers between Texas, Montana & South KOR, nearly died in a nuclear scree
Clearly, it was worth a 4-year obligation to my country, a Life’s master PhD.
Not my 1st rodeo, I got kicked in the head by a buckin’ bronco just because
No reason at all, just mad that I approached from the rear, I got a good buzz
Goofy pain meds to keep my head from fallin’ off of my neck, heck a crazy
Stayed in the middle with me as long as you could, they soul got too lazy.
Make amends but can’t get across the bridge, it’s how much I cared for you
Can’t ask anything but how you doin’ & hope you’re doin’ well, I ain’t blue
No more of that for me, life’s too short to be at One & then bust in two ½’s
Not casting aspersions, unpleasant facts that are germane, black cow calves.
Pinch yourself & once awake, eat humble pie for the rest of Time on Earth
Knowing you’re gonna die when you cry might tip a scale, genius’ life’s a skit
Do whatever you can whenever you can with whom you can, man, that’s it
Free choice to live in or out of pain, mortality we’re lucky to have, old birth.
When the teachers in school tutored the child within you, they injected guilt
Right or wrong, good or evil, the paranoia creeps into your morality’s silt
All left over from the dead relatives and other fellow humans from the Past
They knew nothing & pretended writing it all down would help descendants.
To discover and then to assume that awareness of this or that is the Truth
Fine with me but I’m fine being an atheist ghost who reincarnated NEVER!
Glad to have become Man, seven or more decades’ cult of split personality
Where & when this takes place in Space, here & now on a planet of new birth.
Jingles the bells to stay awake or else the nodding will lead to full nap time
The trip is that you’ve forgotten that you’re trippin’ & nobody else is at all
Difficult to be the only one who has a dream that turns to dust, tip on a dime
Losers can’t see the Truth, winners know when to play, fold a hand or call.
It’s right now, speaking of then meaning either past or future, I am present
Notions passing in & out of the conscious awareness, recall or reject lament
Circular argument begins where they end, here’s one in a form of old bards
Predicate & feel pleasure & pain, you came in spurts, glass broken shards.
I screamed her name over and over again, “Mary!” she never came though
Walks in the parks, dates at drive-ins, dancin’ at the sock hops, what a blow
I was down on the killin’ floor many times, didn’t think about the girls’ dads
I should’ve though, they teamed up to get daughters’ names in a black book.
Lying down in some Mexican grass, I blew my mind as if it needed a job too
High upon the mountaintop, stripped naked & in a trip that wouldn’t end it
On and on it went for what seemed like days & nights, only two hours, I spit
Wonderful sometimes, recall prior to demise, all you had, I pray to be blue.
Pushin’ your buttons that go on and off at will, it creates this band of goofs
The fruits of the labor that dead men left for their nieces’ and nephews’ ilk
Children of nobody but the extinct future evolution of germs, all inanimate
Hucksters bark, sheeple follow flocks they’re born into, love dates of fate.
Want some candy to eat your sugar babies, if not, you keep your teeth
Dentures chewed the Dentyne and still, the jaws chomping didn’t see it
I know nothing & nearly everyone else knows everything, I’m at a loss
Full house, full boat, aces over kings, won’t win my gold, I’m the boss.
Future becomes Past leaping through the Present, like this here & now
Creatures created mortal but dead men are walking, as all the flyin’ ducks
In the end, when you’re finished with the trip, the program self-destructs
All you knew & everybody you’ve known become Void, extinct, take a bow.
Or so I’ve been told, Life is too short for some and not long enough for all
Born & raised to run the streets, pay the pied piper and avoid pain & scratch
Nobody wants to see scratches on the foreskin, infection invades the breach
Heal up, begin again, nearly immuned to bacteria, Life is a virus on a beach.
Sins against the princes & the paupers are equally delicious to the predator
Energy is required for the power muscles to push, pull, lift & throw mortar
Sail away before I arrive to see what’s been done since I’ve been gone away
Alone or with someone I don’t know, either way, I’m all there is, no F’n way!
by
r j j stephan, i
c. Dimanche, July XXth MMXXV Anno Domini @ 444 PMPST
{ Clipped this ditty rockin’ to a 70’s mix on youTube link #PhiladelphiaFreedom @ https://youtu.be/hwcmvKvc91Q?si=D7iMCNjJjNTzlAVg }
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THOUGHTS INSIDE MY PIECE OF MIND
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