Being in time,
to be judged
for being well and good,
or good for nothing, after all's
been said and done, and the books
been balanced, so be lived,
on the edge of realization, in mere
if on occasions, mere
instant of mere
what if.
Yah, the happy ifery everwas, once,
told, told to all the children, in the world,
by the likes of traveling salvation shows,
everybody knows, everybody don't
-0- reality starts at one, not zero
don't tell me your scripture told you true,
no, don't come to my wedom, and pretend
to know enough to say you know what I mean,
general I, any mind's I, is the I a' habit, ritual
morning washings and mind windings, set,
ready to say what the preacher man say,
say that, Yeah, like, yah, he know, word.
Manifest festive tests of mere concentrated
will to make a perfect Dirac one, from a perfect
Schrödinger one, and call it just what I said.
The point of everything that pierces anything
any wall. Any sign says This is it, no where to go
from where you …. went,
on second thoughts
Plancksecs in duration, sub instant, so fast
the point is pastless. Forget it. This is it.
testing tensile strength on a Rasta strand that rots at its roots, but we live in the same half true what's a man to do, tell the belivable truth, don't say, be,y'know.
