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Category: DJ Fly Agaric 23
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Flu Romance – Squintin Quarantino
(Shout out to Culpatino…no blame. Big up Gravitino, I feel you)
My gloves are on, the detergent is drawn
I’m ready for the virus from dusk till dawn
Break the trance with the vibes from Brian Eno
The sound flew off the tracks cuz’ I’m Squintin QuarantinoI’m like Kurt Russel in Escape From New York
Running man, stunning man, gunningham talk
Like Stallone in Lock Up and Hanks in Castaway
I’m stuck here in Quarantime looking for the way
Out…
I’m isolating nice things singing while tricycling
Flinging words stifling, the greedy are pilfering
The vultures are profiting
Don’t stand so close to me
I practice social distance Sting
I save Zoe…and my keys unchained Django
Watch me on screen, love, Squintin Quarantango
In Paris, with the butternut squash
In the bed with moustache sized buds in ma’ stash
High as a Kietel here alone in the hotel
Show tell bad smell brad pitted’ cherry bell
A big shout out to Mia Wallace and Gromit
She wears the wrong trousers and sniffed the wrong sherbetTake the pandem-mic and make the people dance
Stay the fuck inside its no flu romance
I’m a natural born killer of this novel corona
Squashed it with my Ayahuasca ceremona
Original gangsters like Whitey Albino
Can’t shoot a shot like Squnitin QuarantinoLike Hoffman in a Hazmat suit
Prometheus blows mellow flute
Can’t touch the hammer you might go David Banner
The gamma-slammer-roller got your tongue on stammer
The Androm-media strain effect like a domino
I’ve seen it blurred before as Squintin QuarantinoNatural born iller than Jacko in Thriller
Beats lilted dilla Jackie Brown in the mirror
My mind in a sewer better sew something newer
Dip a toe in the water stay inside like befower’
I can’t be sure bruh my vision is poor
All out of focus from each scene to sceno’
Cuz’ in this sun city sin I’m Squintin QuarantinoKick out the germs motherfucker stand back
I strike down with vengeance on corona claptrap
My angers are furious my facts Sammuel serious
A pox on those who poison brothers delirious
Me I like to trip the old acid amino
Shootin’ super hate cuz I’m Squintin Quarantino#CoronaSlayer
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Fresh Off The Dome Of Squintin Quarantino
#BattleNaps
On the way to brum there’s a place called Quinton
I saw it through the window and my eyes started squintin’
I jumped off the bus and was shot in the head
By a fake bullet “for a scene” the chap said
Step the fuck back bruv, do I know you?
Naa’ just kiddin’ saw your hat, checked your crew
We went into the cinema and smoked some strong indo
Turned off the lights and sat Squintin QuarantinoDon’t call me squintin’
When I’m locked down like San Quintin
I’m quitting’ spittin’ sittin’ here knittin’ new mittens
Cute scratching like kittens
Most my girlfriends were fit ens’
So many in the art game get paid a mere pittance
Patience, stop and read the has Beano
The world is hulk fiction and I’m Squintin QuarantinoI step into battle with shaker and rattle
Dressed like a cow I move the crowd like cattle
Commune-immunity with no vaccine is lunacy
Move your dumb ass inside the virus is real you see?
Stop gambling with your life in that fucking Casino
Stay home and kill ill like Squintin QuarantinoTake that 5G conspiracy and give your third eye a squeegee
When you get bored source your news from a Wiji
Bars I got plenty my mouth never empty
Call me Squinting eyes prize flies twenty-twenty
With a mouth full of fevers like you’d never believe us
Hip hop inglorious spit smells like Brad’s Pitt
My reservoir dogs bark at Al Pacino
Don’t fuck with the camera guy I’m Squintin QuarantinoThis band is bound for mumu land
Turntable spray can mic and handstand
Stay the fuck home with stuck home syndrome
Play games fly drone make rhymes dry bone
I’m in quarantainment thinkin’ bout the government
Doing edu-tainment writing to contain it
Outbreak beats from tribal elders to bambino
We’re all bastards now bro just like Squintin QuarantinoWe await a second universal base-sick incoming
Incoming…I juggle beats in my heart I’m drumming
All washed hands on deck, sick seconds to wreck
Better put on a mask and better wynd in yer’ neck
Breath
And get set to a task
Like making gowns gloves food poems and masks
And if in the night you get a strong dark urgy
To go into the streets get a bit purgy
Breath and hold down the fort, stay home, it’s a sport
And I’m the Eddie Eagle Edwards of ski-board rap warriors
Don’t jump stay home, stop worriers
Don’t be hateful mate be a loving hero get leano’
I’ll be here scribblin’ bruv peace Squintin Quarantino.OUTRO: When your locked up inside and there’s nowhere to hide and the last plane has flied and the tough man has cried the criminister lied as the last poet sighed and we all on this slide of mosty unsatisfied we look back and we tied our prejudice to pride and teachers they tried and preachers some died and screetchers they scryed guilty they hide and greedy they seek and the spirit of Apocalypse Cow moooooooo. How do you treat your meat? “if Covid 19 is the China virus, school shootings are the white people virus…” the other Quarantino said. Fly out. Yeah yeah. SQ in the house. Hey, stay home, stay in bed yer’ bellend. Ha. What you looking at now? Why you squinting? Dis ting…here, look, down at your toe, go, run that riddim’ track….flow.
I feel like Rambino when I’m in my Lamborghino
Wearing my chino’s reading porno magazino
From the fam Gambino I gamble rambles for vino
Split the spleeno of geno now I’m singing Turna Tino’Walkin’ down the streeto, just eating my cheetoh
Girl turned and shouted, “hey Squintin Quarantino”
I said “hell no, what the fuck do you meano”
“I’m smoking that icky girl-scout cookie pheno” -
Rutte Cash – Featuring Squintin Quarantino
Vocals recorded by Tim Egmond
19/03/2020Turntables Recorded 28/03/2020
Feat. Defari – Change And Switch
(Instrumental)#FlattenTheCurve
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Corona Cypher – Dirty Cash (Audio)
I’m continuing with my creative poetic rambles into the dark, here with a slice of electronic music made by Tim Egmond. Together we are #FlyQuark
It sounds dark and the content is pretty dark too, you might want to file this away for a later date.I have more uplifting music and poetry in the pipeline. Yay! These are some of my immediate thoughts read aloud into the mic, this track has an overdub of some desperate singing. “Dirty Cash I want You, Dirty Cash I need You More…”
Originally addressed to Mark Rutte of the Netherlands on the 17th March before he had taken appropriate measures to curb social events. Things move pretty fast these days, and I’d have changed my tone a bit, if I would have waited 48 hours. More reason to publish these writings and live readings to create a snapshot of how I was feeling…reeling.
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Corona Cypher – First Thought Best Thought (Beatbox Poetry)
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On March 19th I was fortunate to be able to record the words and a separate beatbox track at Ei-Complex studios with Tim Egmond. #FlyQuark
At home I mixed the beatbox and vocal tracks. Love, fly.Corona Cypher: First Thought Best Thought Feat. Squintin Quarantino.
Words composed March 10th, 2020. Amsterdam. Recorded by Tim Egmond at Ei-Complex, Amsterdam. 19th March, 2020. Rough Mix by Steve Fly a.k.a Squintin Quarantino. Slice of lyrics…“…Make a new garden crew Do what you need to do to prevent flu Stay high, fly, CBDJ “Hi,” Feed your immune system with funny thoughts Play mind games and put out doubt with flames Quote facts and peer-reviewed names to reignite Each and every night unravel your talk tapes mi’ mates More toxic than J.P Morgan Monsanto and a five-year-old bag of rotten potato From the get-go King Virus by contamination Like the four horseman in the Tesco lasagna Animal traffick led to… Pick up the mic and go endemic to prevent panic With a goat, sceptre, and pot plandemic Slammdemic dem Murder virus sound Kill that virus sound Slamm Dem Pandem Mandem standin’ firm Throw water on it, fire, earth, blow it away? No gun or bomb can shoot this King dead Spreading like all memes trending at once, widespread dread All Ornette Coleman solo’s at once A William Gibson meets John le Carre’ finale’ Humanity run off down the motorway like a headless Pangolin Mis-identified as link between animals and humans (My Bad!) News and gov still manglin’ Vultures anglin’ Life lines be danglin’ Who’s who is handling? Ching Ming….CHING MING What good governance? Utterance, for a dollar, do a Johnson trap dance Pulling out while Cummings keeps on Cumming In Putin’s mouth Snivilization slouches further south No worries, it’ll soon come around Table turn around sounds fresh and loud Disperse to move the crowd, us discoronians stick apart Stay one meter away and claim your space Make your ritual space in that place Surround yourself with good omens Cleanse banish power up be here now Wash your hands and then touch your face Speak with sincerity, move with a trellis of lace, with grace Rhyme to climb into the head and bring relief Boost your immune system with some sexual relief No tissue, use a handkerchief Turn grief to a new leaf, good greaf? Sacrifice for greener futures That healthy planet for the young the dinosaurs refused? A death sentence for business The end of the dinosaur age is messy Goodbye T-Rex, goodbye Nessy Oil and fossil fuel industry made dust, past history Toxic debts and bonds fall like towers unwashed money Another bust boom bust boom! Evidence capitalist governmints made of sand-men Who do you trust? World market kept up by tent poles made of jelly and marzipan International unrestricted finance capitalism Pandemic running loose infecting humans for millennia, check it If Language is a virus from outer space so is money, burn it A Pangolin Bat broth dissolved trillions Gobble gobble gobble they earned it Hairs on the arms of billionaires and millionaires flare You can imagine them looking into space From a Yacht, that stare No blame, stop hating, we need to come together and stick apart And keep masterbating Wankers against the second come-king You’re gonna need pliers to get me out of bed Stuck to the sheets by my leaky prik-stick spread Who’s the illest now? Beat the virus Go wireless and tell a tireless solo choir-less let’s go Don’t fight forces use them, Learn to love the illness and embrace darkness in fullness And shine light, illuminate, stimulate sexdrive To produce white blood cells Mind body speech, word sound power, wash pray spit and shower Cleanliness is next to holiness, be the pollen and the flower Dethrone King virus and lock it away in a tinder box. Not from terrorists but bats and pangolin Pang, pang, pang, pang, with a pang and with a whimper Solidarity with all in discomfort from hunger loneliness Suffering from Corvid19, heartbreak or regular flu My thoughts and virtual arms just dropped the mic to hug you Fight back with A G C and T It’s only about 8 Kilobytes, put em’ up, Language is the key, break the spell do it well, duck, weave, duck duck invocation not required, they’re all around touch taste sound smell On earth and inner neurological spaces, as in heaven as in hell Places to bottle up solutions and write new potions To kill the King Virus and bring hope to nations Yes we can figure out preventative medicine Starting with high dose sessions of psilocybin Stay high and happy, positive, keep vibing Calling all gods and goddesses worldwide and beyond From the Compton Length to Hubble’s Red-Shift Under mountain, glacier and pond Give us a hond’ Every quantum super-computer and solid-state entity Each and every discarnate spirit, ghost, an angel hear me –Steve Fly Agaric 23. #DeepScratch #Plush
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Book Of Covid19 Chapter 4 – When The Toilet Paper Jokes Are Over
Getting Sober For March?
When toilet paper jokes are over you’ll be wiping your eyes
Perhaps you’ll see a corpse maybe your relative dies?
And we’ll learn together until the new dawn
How to organize resist fight and seed a new lawn?None could see the bacteria or could know how it flow on the air
Well…we could if, we’d done our research, but no, Netflix is more important
Care to look at how suited up the Chinese are?
That hand wash and elbow bump won’t stop it bra’
Need heavy duty shit.Bovirus Johnson and Agent Orange strike
Hazmatt ‘washed’ Handcock?
Herd immunity for the deaf dumb and blindsided
Dominic Jackpot Cummings prime suspect
With behavioural misfit Nazi eugenics
Put his head on a corona-spike outside number 10!Grow them hospitals fast now quick smart in a hurry
Like the Chinese speed building of hospitals in a week in a flurry
Beat that and make that the new sporting competition
Who can save the most people?
Who can build the most hospitals fastest bestest biggest freshest?
Why not a race for the vaccine
Where’s the incentive for research like
1 Billion dollars for the inventor of the vaccine?
I know why these are rhetorical questions in a poem
Where’s it going?
Uncertainty and darkness then after the light
After a few months in the dark
Keep your heads and wits about youThis is how I learned to love the bomb
With an acoustic guitar and a kettle drum
With a passion for compassion for those on rations
The equivalence of all things, stay high, clean your wings
Acceptance and calm and healing hand balm
We need your intellect empathy and volcanic charmI’m in slaying distance of a virus only three months old
It knows what I’m thinking and its heart is cold
78 degrees can kill it and stomach acids too
Get it out of your throat and into your poo
I can’t escape her clutches with drinking and smoking dutchies
Better the devil you know than hopeless sinking on crutchesGet to know your enemy study them well
Practice blindfold often, learn to trust your smell
You’re not alone, not if you’re reading this…
I know my attitudes flippant and my comedy on the piss
I’ll be here for you as long as it takes
As long as eternity, deep as great lakesDon’t hoard like the bankers but do take your share
Know that love runs through you and all things everywhere
Don’t be like them just lead with your heart
Be a covid19 heroin 2020 plenty to do let’s startMake Isolator Hash
Design share and build Ventilators in a dash
Makeshift shelters and army style pop-up hospices
We are at war with invisible viruses
Love all the people78 Degrees can kill it
Drink water often, do it, swill it
Boost vitamin C, and A, and E
Grow some herbs bruv
We gonna’ need that treeSincerely
–Steve Fly
#PanicWanker
#Ventilator
#CovidResponseHeroA Playlist I made for some helpful supporting hacks, tricks and tips.
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Book of Corvid19 – Chapter Two – On Second Thoughts
Book of Corvid 19 – Chapter Two
Test of faith test of chest breadth and math
Did you see the cough graphs
Off the scale, like Novichok
Exponential growth like rice on a chessboard
It’s the morbid corvid curving
Carving marvel hero yearning
What you learning, yet concerning
Burning money heads turning tardis
Lockdown or not to lock down?
And look up world germ wordfareFly Agaric 23 medicinal prose chemically
Systemically microbially mobile and up your nose
Infectious like a mile wide smile of Spike
Skip public transport, walk write or bike
Pull down thy vanity
Incubate masturbate check your mate
Be concerned and keep sanitation tea topped up
Grow a tree, chop dub, carry water, sedate, it’s all good.With the gloves and masks keep your high tea fresh with flasks
The elixir pixar pixel pixie tricky chunky tangy juice under tang me?
If the virus came from Gaia, Pandora or Typhon
Therein lies the salve, vaccine medicine cure
Helena, Aphrodite, Prometheus or Athena?
I can’t be sure and to be Frank, this is a rhyme lure
A skewed dig in the typo-sphere
Get up with it, get clear, be nurse medic and seer
We need you now, put everything else down
Think about it, where from and where to?Get hip to the gist of the virologist
Make it CRISPR read a paper write your paper
Leave gaps in the text where you don’t really know
Be humble with uncertainty
That’s why good scientists speak in the language of probability
Perhaps maybe I guess who knows?
Suspended judgement is the key, so it goesLike a Preacher Kush, one touch and you fall to the floor
Or ass drunk crawling on the bar for one more
Like hooter polluter shooting Putin up yer snooter
You snooze while King Virus holds an Uzi to your snoozy
Better get the facts and sit down for some snacks
Pop open a ragbag of notes and hope the rhyme floats
Yes totes, don’t be afraid to use post-it notesWash your hands and squeegee your third eye
It’s still the post-truth era and pie still up in the sky
Ski with me through the valley of virology
Micrology and Chemistry, anti-bacterial terpenes
To grow corona resistant cannabis gardensGet smart and do the do due diligence dance
Watch the graphs and do the maths
We’re heading for pandemic panic
Don’t just keep calm and carry on, full stop
Cancel everything self isolate
Work from home and work on your home
Clear your head from the digisphere, claim your dome
Make the space place nice and fruitful
Work on yourself, check on the othersBrothers and sisters, mothers, fathers, sons and daughters
Now is the time to self actualize and be that change
Show yourself as a force for good and be that warrior kingslayer
Topple and slaughter King Corvid 19
With foresight, more sight, the clock on the wall sight
No unnecessary journey, why go anyhow
Be with yourself and love yourself
Wank yourself silly
Eat right, talk true, be there, read and seed the new beginning
The after-math once the peak is passed
And the masks are offHold news media and the government departments responsible
And hold your friends, at a distance
With long stretchy arms made of foam
Either we all make it or nobody makes it
A global village has a responsibility to itself, like the market
Nothing alone
Self regulate and keep toxic bonds and Ponzi schemes banished
Power of immunity to replace missing community
Unity in solidarity in sticking apart
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Corona Cypher – First Thought Best Thought
Hi, in contrast to my blog yesterday, I’ve let my words fly in a first-thought best-thought cypher, to imagine a vaccination potion full of verbs and motion.
Soul vaccination,
All across the nation people been catchin’ honkypox (Honkypox)
When you get the notion,
Tower’s got the potion – you might look in to set yourself in motion.
—Soul Vaccination, Tower Of Power (What Is Hip)Patience patient paint that paradise
Dr immuno’ flow help you throw the dice, thrice
Who know what you think you know, let it go
Let it flow, spring come lift the light plant and grow
Wash em’ lift it up and push it up keep vibes up high
Planet spinning on its axis, rapid climate renewal
Quick death of toxic stock in fossil fuel?
Banking crash human race nineteen meter dash
French minister of culture cumming out with the rash
Johnson and Trump eye the cash king, econo-money over people?
Putin wins republican tory vote
Billions of particles dormant in throat
The vote spoiled crops and oats
Stop the blame game, same game, stop the wheels
Not with a bang but with a whimper
Better get a woolly jumper, spring has sprung
Equinox 2020 indoors tracking thought spores up walls
Banish fears and move forward like new years
Watch the fossil fuel weasels fight in their hole
Watch the Eagle, the Bear, The Unicorn and Vulture
Reach for the bowl, good for the soul and the journey
Euthanasia king now fight kapow
Hemp futures, plant a seed, that’s what we need
Fight greed with surplus, forests mighty string
Food fibre fuel, come on fool…I’ll be your mule
Grow that hemp for victory
To fight the king 19 viruses, microbial and global
Use your head heart and irises
Look, listen, shine glisten
Now be that change, stay in range, set your sights
Like Noah we move tongues to a new dark 3.0 cypher
“Oh no…” but stand up and face the music, don’t go
Be the forward thinking solutions oriented one
Like, ride your bike
Take a hike
Don’t touch that rail, feed the poor and make them strong
Look after your prisoners,
Hold your officials to their word
Wash your hands, flush the turd
Attention to word mind body
You’re not going to die be strong, hold on buddy
Here’s a hand not a head-in the sand
Here’s a jazz solo, a new album, a brand new band
Over air, sea and land, in hope you better understand
Rhyme can unleash endorphins
And endolphins swim with dolphins
Prose vaccination for experimentation
Try it, don’t buy it grow your own
Put down that toilet roll put down your phone
Wash your hands and put em’ in the air
Wave em’ like you care
Mash on son, mash on with compassion
Get your grow on, go on
Earth and humanity needs you and what you grew
Make a new garden crew
Do what you need to do to prevent flu
Stay high, fly, CBDJ “Hi,”
Feed your immune system with funny thoughts
Play mind games and put out doubt with flames
Quote facts and peer-reviewed names to reignite
Each and every night unravel your talk tapes mi’ mates
More toxic than J.P Morgan
Monsanto and a five-year-old bag of rotten potato
From the get-go King Virus by contamination
Like the four horseman in the Tesco lasagna
Animal traffick led to…
Pick up the mic and go endemic to prevent panic
With a goat, sceptre, and pot plandemic
Slammdemic dem
Murder virus sound
Kill that virus sound
Slamm Dem Pandem Mandem standin’ firm
Throw water on it, fire, earth, blow it away?
No gun or bomb can shoot this King dead
Spreading like all memes trending at once, widespread dread
All Ornette Coleman solo’s at once
A William Gibson meets John le Carre’ finale’
Humanity run off down the motorway like a headless Pangolin
Mis-identified as link between animals and humans (My Bad!)
News and gov still manglin’
Vultures anglin’
Life lines be danglin’
Who’s who is handling?
Ching Ming….CHING MING
What good governance?
Utterance, for a dollar, do a Johnson trap dance
Pulling out while Cummings keeps on Cumming
In Putin’s mouth
Snivilization slouches further south
No worries, it’ll soon come around
Table turn around sounds fresh and loud
Disperse to move the crowd, us discoronians stick apart
Stay one meter away and claim your space
Make your ritual space in that place
Surround yourself with good omens
Cleanse banish power up be here now
Wash your hands and then touch your face
Speak with sincerity, move with a trellis of lace, with grace
Rhyme to climb into the head and bring relief
Boost your immune system with some sexual relief
No tissue, use a handkerchief
Turn grief to a new leaf, good greaf?
Sacrifice for greener futures
That healthy planet for the young the dinosaurs refused?
A death sentence for business
The end of the dinosaur age is messy
Goodbye T-Rex, goodbye Nessy
Oil and fossil fuel industry made dust, past history
Toxic debts and bonds fall like towers unwashed money
Another bust boom bust boom!
Evidence capitalist governmints made of sand-men
Who do you trust?
World market kept up by tent poles made of jelly and marzipan
International unrestricted finance capitalism
Pandemic running loose infecting humans for millennia, check it
If Language is a virus from outer space so is money, burn it
A Pangolin Bat broth dissolved trillions
Gobble gobble gobble they earned it
Hairs on the arms of billionaires and millionaires flare
You can imagine them looking into space
From a Yacht, that stare
No blame, stop hating, we need to come together and stick apart
And keep masterbating
Wankers against the second come-king
Our leader’s Russel Brand and Milley Ray Cirus
You’re gonna need pliers to get me out of bed
Stuck to the sheets by my leaky prik-stick spread
Who’s the illest now?
Beat the virus
Go wireless and tell a tireless solo choir-less let’s go
Don’t fight forces use them,
Learn to love the illness and embrace darkness in fullness
And shine light, illuminate, stimulate sexdrive
To produce white blood cells
Mind body speech, word sound power, wash pray spit and shower
Cleanliness is next to holiness, be the pollen and the flower
Dethrone King virus and lock it away in a tinder box.
Not from terrorists but bats and pangolin
Pang, pang, pang, pang, with a pang and with a whimper
Solidarity with all in discomfort from hunger loneliness
Suffering from Corvid19, heartbreak or regular flu
My thoughts and virtual arms just dropped the mic to hug you
Fight back with A G C and T
It’s only about 8 Kilobytes, put em’ up,
Language is the key, break the spell do it well, duck, weave, duck duck
invocation not required, they’re all around touch taste sound smell
On earth and inner neurological spaces, as in heaven as in hell
Places to bottle up solutions and write new potions
To kill the King Virus and bring hope to nations
Yes we can figure out preventative medicine
Starting with high dose sessions of psilocybin
Stay high and happy, positive, keep vibing
Calling all gods and goddesses worldwide and beyond
From the Compton Length to Hubble’s Red-Shift
Under mountain, glacier and pond
Give us a hond’
Every quantum super-computer and solid-state entity
Each and every discarnate spirit, ghost, an angel hear me
There’s no part of me that’s not of the gods, you neither
What are the odds, really, what are they cuddlies?
Who’s the patient zero breeder?
May the researchers find luck and perspire little
May the ancestor animal and insect spirits rise from this spittle
And bring the entheogenic dimension of love to our eyes
Love all the people, the plants and the flies
Take rest on your low points, take flight on your highs
Do art and dance, sing keep an eye out for all
Up there on the ceiling and above the roof from the floors to the wall
Keep death on a pale horse at bay
The return of the King
Who would want such a thing
Who wears the crown of thorns
What religious leader can end all wars
Biological peacemaker or lifetaker?
Poems dark turn toward scripture, tongues burn
A crown of thorns corona
The second coming of Christ, Koronagain
Judgement Day Coronopalypse
Convictions make convicts?
If you wish to put it that way and let it past your lips?
I say neigh, not on my watch, not tomorrow and not today
Pick any scripture, any month, any day and fire away and say
Any event from the last five years signifies end times
Judgement day, the apocalypse
World populist political surge and 2008 banking heist scourge
Economic corporate fascist free-reign, acid rain, Bottcher con main
Climate and environmental lies, deceit…
Take your pick…from the familiar terrain, stay rational
Don’t lose your nerve
Just cuz’ Christ wore a crown of thorns
And his mythical return to judge
Humanity does not mean
The Jesuspect Christereotype is guilty, does it?
Cleanliness next to holiness
From animal kingdom hunted and trafficked
To near extinction by an appetite for meat and status, meat death
Better get in touch with your immune system, direct line please
Hello, hi, hello, can you hear me, this is…..
Hello, hey, are you there, this…this is steve”
As I said, take those magic mushrooms, get up, get out of bed
Stand up be strong lead the way to health and fitness, break bread
Get ready to fight and to encourage others
Rhyme with reason be tough
Be brave write it out, fears and cheers together
The light and dark Escher effect
What happened to bird flew and wine flu?
Word flew, bird said, word stew, me brew tea brew
The vaccine is at the bottom of the mushroom teacup
With chunks of some Amanita or other?
Use mushrooms for good god damn it
Within the poison may lie the cure?
I’ll smoke spliff an’ listen to Rob Smiff
Love you, stay safe.–Steve Fly Agaric 23.
Some links…
See Also:
https://www.jstage.jst.go.jp/article/antibiotics1968/40/6/40_6_904/_article/-char/ja/
https://pdfs.semanticscholar.org/f685/c5844a712ce145a5366c97c42aee4c90deac.pdfhttps://foreignpolicy.com/2020/02/27/coronavirus-south-korea-cults-conservatives-china/
