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DJ Multi-Di-Minstrel Messenger's Reprisal

Salutations! Are we all just a figment of GOD's imagination? Or just some simple angle of schematical equation. Perhaps, we’re just a footnote in God’s mental thots? He’s gotta BIG BANG of a Universe to run, does He not. Maybe we're just a sparkle in God’s expecting speculations? Or a one-time ticking timebomb from nuclear annihilation. Or are we all just a coat God puts on His “quotations”? Keeping us in order with anti-inflammation. No, we must be just a dream within God's dreamtime Expressing immense hope for all a Mankind. Or are we all flashing back on one of God's holy hallucinations? Walking on water. EGGSHELLS! Raising Cain and you know who? Banging on cow bells! Rambling rainbow hypocrisies, babbling Biblical prophecies. We're all just an experiment ... in one of God's extrapolations? Or just simply sad subjects of our own extra bad inventions... subjected to the whims of fanatical sabbatical radical intentions. Getting lost in a crowd. Getting lost at Sea. Dead to the world. What’s to become of me? I’m only one but I’m not alone. I’m only one... one amongst millions and millions of Billions! Who call Earth HOME! Don't we all call Her home? Billions who just aren’t me! Yet sorta look like me. But do they think like me? Do they love life? Are they seeking the truth? A new roof! A new wife with Lady Liberty? Peoples who wanna share, peoples who wanna care, peoples who wanna dare to have a positively positive outlook on life! Who doesn't wanna little betta light to Sunshine on, you see? Wanna betta lifeboat just to stay afloat, indubitably? Are they capable of being civilly chivalrous, acting responsibly? There’s nothing wrong with wanting to be freeeeeee! Free from the scrutinizing eyes of oppression and tyranny. Free from the sympathetic lies of social suicidal tendencies. Are we all just a song in a Godsong sing-along? Just tryin to figure out what da hell is going on. And what if ... We’re NOT all just figments of God’s imagination. But possibly, there's no other plausible rationally obtained explanation for all the misconceptions and misinformation ordained! Are we all really looking forward for this final absolution? Over population, Big Boss Baby, world domination, slimed, improper pollution Grimed, alien invasions cancelled from fines up the ying yang! Apocalyptic atrophy probably put on hold because of me Perhaps it's best to jest to keep on singing God songs And just ta keep on blindly playing along With God fearing reindeer games. Oh my, time flies ... the Dreamer never dies!
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