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Oh, so the magic is the contrivance itself
What you see and feel is what you hear
Down with the selfish self
And up with the truthful Elf.

How I wondered about Paine’s pain
And Patrick Henry’s skillful sane
For every tear that fell
God and Neptune and the Snow were an easy sell.

Lo and behold there is no doubt I died
As the damn’ Peace Pill broke my brain
Only God in my heart and gentle Pluto
And the Aliens He sent did revive me.

You can justify your perverted lust anytime
But you’ll never be at Peace unless you cease
Your over population of premature death in God’s Soil
Stop the carnage and all and God will not fail.

Yes, the lakes stopped me by the Lincoln River:
Just a little more evolution and distance from NYC/
The Snow-capped waves and the Spring Snow itself
Proved that Humane Meaning is the only Holy Rhyme.

Rhymes are no longer out of style
And thunder storms are all business
Music is still varied –
Something for all
And all are saved.

The process of salvation
Is continual — there
Is infinity to account for.

There, there
Little Romeo
You have lived longer than expected
And we’d all like to know
How many times you have ejaculated,
Laughed and climbed to the moon.

“There is no salvation;
Only continual destruction
Leading to extinction.”

“I beg your pardon.
There is growth,
The hallmark of life,
The opposite of extinction.”

And so it goes …
The clash of opposites
Valid contradictions
Proving that only
Personal choice has consequence.

There is a God
There is no God.
Valid opposite thought
You see, my dear Lord,
It doesn’t matter if
You exist or not.

The truth is that
The physical laws of Nature alone
Require moral behavior for survival
In Infinity.

God or no God,
You must learn to behave.