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DESTROYED IN UTERO,

FREEDOM AT WAR

It's more complicated than it appears to be, it's a random shot in the Space above and below It

Meaning isn't just anything, meaning is the only thing that matters, it's the energy of the soul's fit

In epileptic fashion, out of the free will control of the bones & muscles of your own body, a defect

Nothing more nor less than the activity of Love & Marriage, sometimes Lust & just a tiny insect.

Dreams end as they began, nowhere in the Void, somewhere out of sight, out of mindful certainty

Wake up when the tide is draggin' you out to sea, surfboard smashed my brain in, bones' skull free

Dreaming a little dream of me is advised since the failure to do so yields a time-out for y'all bags

Of dirt of the Earth, in mineral essence & vitamin enhancement of RNA portfolios all in the snag.

Pardon all of the violations of the laws and rules, there's an order at the finale when no men ever go

Its reincarnation for retaliation, beyond compare, a lump of clay with no memory or mindful alter ego

All of the above & none of the below, right smack in the center of the dot matrix, it's a secret signal

Only you know and I know what the secret is & nobody else knows that one Truth, you & me pal.

Light and dark the names of blocking the burning gas' electromagnetic signature, it's a happening

Lie as we've known nothing like the Truth in the first place, babies grow up to be space cowboys

Known by nobody because there's nothing to know & nobody claims to know the unknown song

Infers that what I am & what you are, these things we all are, what was hitting a Big Bang bong.

Frozen tundra is the way it is, a drive to make it clear which direction will be taken to the bitter end

Meaning Life itself, good, bad & ugly of the beautiful in everything, all Life is accidental, my friend

Say and do what you will, there may or may not be the karma and fear of eternal damnation of Ego

Spiritual songs of the daughters and sons who were born to the divine who loved mortality, yo Moe!

Far be it from the Truth, woe betide y'all is the sentiment from the middle of Kansas, a tornado twist

It's Toto too, the dog, the scarecrow, the tinman, the lion & the wicked witch of the West, y'all missed

Champagne taste & beer money, thanks to the 40 hours levied out of the factory & switchin' yard home

Nobody GAF about the orphans & silly geese of the goose & gander, not even one god, L.A. to Rome.

Business as usual, you've got to eat and have a place to call home, to the relief of all habit burgers

Dead flesh, warmed & heated until nearly tender leather results, a feast for the white teeth to floss

Smelling the leather which is the dead skin of the things themselves, tanned and smooth as internet

As you know & if you don't you know now, Life's but a dream, as you row gently down a stream.

Fearing the fearless is a good idea since you know you're one of them, fear yourself & the likes of you

High & mighty or low & substandard, the fact of Life is that we're all One & the same, huff of a screw

Lonely at War & humble at Peace, the only effective way that the species survived the extinction event

Lucky to keep law & order in caves above the sea & ocean's liquid salt, civilization's what heaven sent.

In a play, on a stage, actors acting like there's no tomorrow, no Monday morning quarterbacks in sight

I can laugh at you & vice versa, it won't bother anyone who I've dedicated this work to, mighty might

I was California dreaming in Chicago, San Antonio & Biloxi before I landed in Great Falls 30 months

Gods and their creations from Nothingness, matter and energy in the form souls & spirits' hot funks.

I called my name because I didn't know any other words to say, my lips had two single syllables too

Consonants & vowels, two of each and then you know the whole story, bells & whistles of the blues

Lead pipes fell on our heads when we were dancin' in Chicago, New Orleans, Miami & New York tea

I sang on the beach, on the sand with my back to the sea, the wave swept me away to the salty sea.

Fabulously finished before the game began, no rules to regulate the action from start to photo finish

Hearts broken in two, symbolically or in actuality because that's what is alive, no beats, dead fish

Becoming closer to the gas above and below the cities of angels and sacramental nudge in the arse

Killing the anti-life so it may survive the epitome of excellence, conceived the all-American farce.

Blitzkrieg moves without a catalyst, it's the rights of the human beings who are always just wrong

No blame, it's nobody's fault, mamas & papas just do their California dreaming for the hippy song

Skipping along the paths and back roads like there was no tomorrow, because there wasn't even One

Day I die, today, right now, this is it, forgot about the facts of life for a moment, say it, "It Is Done!"

by

r j j  stephan, i

c.  Vendredi BLOVEMBER XIIIth, MMXXVI Anno Domini @1111AMPST

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.

HEAL THE HELL OF IT ALL, HIGH SCHOOL FLING, BILLS TO PAY, KIDS TO RAISE, GO ON BACK TO THE GOOD OL' DAYS #AliensAreUS #bigSMO

ON BEING ALL THERE IS,

 NOTHIN' BUT THE TRUTH

Skim the pages, skate on thin ice only once per lifetime, that was a cold one, too human

Hockey ice skates had me trippin' to my final hockey stick ice slam, all too human sin

Thoughts that come & go, few recorded for posterity, mostly figments of imagination

All is neither more nor less than a pass-time until extinction, bone-body of bloody skin.

Herd of gentle killers and consumers of beans and pork, what did you believe?  Pork fatso

All it ever was, soaked in the maple and brown sugar, light and dark, it is all of that, so

Walkin' around the mulberry bush, the monkey chased the weasel 'round the organ grinder

Trapped by the one-minded pursuit of the escaping reality before being killed for dinner.

We know this and that about convoluted pleasures and pains, don't yell or look cross at me

Value for the facts of life being divulged to you & every other human being, it's already gone

Song of phraseology to choke a horse, hopefully a plug not a thoroughbred filly or old stud

Knowledge and the wisdom gleaned from the words written on the cave walls, Elmer Fudd.

Dissolve in the union of everything melted down into its common denominator, peer review

With or without you & I, prime cause of all effects will remain in the end, post despair too

Final ending of the revolution comes with the granite headstones to recollect the cost if It

Freedom to animate your 208 bones & avoid debt to a central bank, conglomerate of chit.

Gold, silver & every element generated by the remnant dirt of the Big Bang, Earth's cache

Fortune has it, we're fortunate daughters & sons of the ones all gone to Earth, Wind & Fire

Schemes of the morons and wild-eyed idiots who followed the Rocks of the Fellas who rob

World of sounds of silence in Space is this Real World of naked apes, a streamlined blowjob.

Marketing and science of loaning gold before devaluing the dirty rocks, it's ghosted chimera

Pretenders who manufacture mutations of the Truth, seize the gold from the apocalypse era

Follow the First Cause up until the consummation of all you are, a flesh & blood clown car

If the humor is wasted, feel ashamed, LOL & ROFL like there's no tomorrow, this means war.

Think about it all this way, life is a racket and it's all about winners and losers who lose it all

Last eye blink and blow of air out of the lungs are all you can hope will be true, the Truth fall

Knowledge of the good & bad, the ugly and the beautiful, it's the RNA program, at random

Buried no mind with the body, rigor mortis is as above, so below before the wise guy scum.

Light shines on the darkness & it all looks very peculiar but no longer very superstitious silk

Woven into the sheets and blankets to cover the naked ape skin that covers our bone's chill

It's complicated like a pre-calculus monolith that is incomprehensible to the moronic idiot

Following the numbers, the letters & symbolic direction to assemble the form of the robot.

Imagine, you're already gone from the beautiful and ugly, headed to the place that's all bad

No need to be happy if you're dead & gone, only if you breathe in & out, all happy & mad

Last thought, final Word/Rule of Engagement, pretenders last longer than the lies of Man

Blind faith in nothing before you, being an orphan without a known predecessor Woman.

Whether up or down from the place in Space that keeps you & I above a network's immersion

Post-mortem depression has no brain or mind to create something out of nothing, mortal sin

Destroy or create as above, so below, Time is this way, mortality is sad, royalty devours it all

Sanitary revolution, bury the trash, recycled, neutralized plastic & Styrofoam rolled in a ball.

You listen to me or ignore me, I don't GAF but you ought to, just don't, day after day, oh Man

Fools acting like madmen across the sea of the Zeitgeist, take over the wild horses, Peter Pan

Parallel lines & parentheses force the wild thoughts into clear comprehension, facts of lives

Power to return to the beginning, before your parents copulated your at-random high fives.

Getting to the final episode of nothing more nor less than existence as we know it, I know it

Recognize that doom and the eternal bliss occupy one place in Space, it's the reckoning skit

Ride in the wheels that roll from place to place, arrive & depart on time, nevermore as it is

Water, mud, rocks hard and cold molten lava, the motherlode in flux, it's a Kool-Ade fizz.

by

r j j  stephan, i

c.  Jeudi, NOVEMBER 5th MMXXVI Anno Domini @ 911 AMPST

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F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?

DON'T UNDERLY THE ABSOLUTE CONCLUSION REGARDING REALITY OF THE TIME & SPACE, NOW & HERE . . . GOD MADE FOO FIGHTERS FOR LIFE; IMMORTAL YIELDS MORTALITY DREAMING THIS WORLD #EYESwideOPENsimulation

DREAMT A LITTLE DREAM

OF DIVINE RECOLLLECTION

Stiff in the form of a body's corpse, corpus dillecti in the frequency of Life's form of substance

Woke up this AM with wood, it's too late for all of that, nobody cares about the instance in pants

Revelation is the deliverance of the protocol into you, into me & everyone alive now, tomorrow

Princes and queens stood for Nothing & still do the same thing and will be done, rerun TV show.

Blood runs with the wolves, runnin' in the pack all I knew but the more I found out, well then

Playin' the solo of the 7th frequency of initiation, I'm busy & only the gods can give requiem

Cut down all of the trees that used to hide the sky, now they're all gone for good, we pass by

In fields and metropolitan manipulation of Life itself, the result of a Big Bang evolution high.

It's not my data, it's the datum that follows from the fact of life, you live & then you die

It will never matter whether or not you rock yourself to sleep, in a muddy water of lies

The impossible might happen but it's highly unlikely and improbable, as above, so below

Nobody knows the Truth, it's all a guess at the feather in a cap, you had to be there to blow.

Too thrilling for the fabulous ones y'all thought y'all were, just to leave it all behind me

Never a funny line when the joke is on you, you'll get the drift of the winner's cup of glee

Hits and misses for the duration of eternity, don't shoot the messenger, it's a fact, Jack

No time for the back and forth of the skeptical attitude to the nature of the beast's crack.

Leave it to us all, the strong will survive and the weak will perish, what do we do now?

Truth is you go nowhere when you die, you were nowhere before you were conceived

Standing in your way to point the path to redemption from the ignorance of the dead

Priests and nuns who taught your parents to blindly believe in fantastic & just blow.

That the whole shebang is now exposed in its nakedness, without a judge or a jury too

Guilty of the high fallutin' innocence of the subordinated species' conflagration spew

Arise from the sleeping at the wheel, resurrect yourself & release your guilt of others

Those predecessors of your heritage are all unknown to you, you & their souls fears.

Dreaming and then waking up while still dreaming, as if this the final, faux conundrum

Water the liquid created out of gas molecular fusion of hydrogenated oxygen systems

Standing or lying down in a comfortable, warm place, under your control ad infinitum

Epistemologically challenged because you don't want to know anymore Space-Time's.

Darkness all around the river's edges, dancin' with the cold wind, still fishin' for steelhead

No river rises without my blood gettin' hot for the castin' & catchin' for the fight roe-fed

One last thrust into the unknown lookin' for trouble hook of fight for life, catch & release

Beat in the back of the band's stage, a cymbal of symbolic gestures to the drums' peace.

Loud or silent, just noise comin' in for the free beer and wine, doors all get locked 'til 4

Stuck in the booth at the rear of the bar, I couldn't stare the tequila down, I got bombed

Truth stayed buried until today, I ran into the empty bus and it collided with the finality

Not my fault, or maybe it was, either way, I'm dead & gone, nobody in hell-Cielo but me.

by

r j j  stephan, i

c.  Samedhi, Halloween, 10-31-2026 AD @ 411 PMPST

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F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?

SOPHIA do RECOLLECT

DON'T WORRY, BE HAPPY

1 ACCIDENTAL TRUTH - DISCLOSURE #SIGNALS, DREAM, BODY, SOUL, MEMORY, MIND