Damn! even on this Sunday I guess you can say I'm playing games when I said I wouldn't; playing the truth game or reality as we know it!
Living our truth, authentic when we kick it not being uncouth we're at least acting like we know it...
...coming through on this Sunday morning trying to be easy like Commodores; is there joy from the O-Dog Day Partyer / nightshift wordsmith or is it a lighthouse lament?
Two worlds apart multi-dimensional, out there beyond Pluto and Mars! these scattered thoughts I'll have to collect and edit.
Brotha O? playing the truth game; then describing reality's pungent odor or pleasant fragrance?
Scribing, writing it all down to go along with the sound, soon elevation takes place.
The Jonzun Crew said space is the place, Brotha O had to agree with them.
So what's up / what it do? act like you knew while out here playing the truth game!
But some jokers launched Planetary Invasions like Midnight Star mentioned; those high falutin passengers were a problem.
While intergalactic traveling? they were all out of pocket supposedly playing their truth game; they discovered our secret / silent paradise..
..and our Plutonian / Martian / Scorpion habitat that's palatial; now y'all should know how it'll go / now that's a problem.
Boundaries are established they can't just come out corrupting / disrupting everything or someone will pay the price.
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