#F-47 ARTISTIC LICENSE SUSPENDEED IN THIN AIR, FOREVER & TODAY! ROBERT ZIMMERMAN & THE TEMPTATIONS #SkunkworksMythology #ICantSeeItAtAll #F-47 FLIGHT 341 RHAPSODY IN BLUES

AS ABOVE, SO WHAT BELOW?

Don't blame me for the things I cannot control that happen to us all, go ahead

Blame me anyway for all of the effects of every cause under the sun, it's dead

Soul and spirit that did not survive the flatline of the EKG, it was over, all over

Nothing like a ghost floating into another dimension, to see happiness forever.

Being adult and avoiding the childhood fairy tales of our ancestry, just do it

If you have your senses & utilize logic & reason, conclusions will deduce I

One immortal one that you & only you are, can't be uncertain about a fit bit

A maneuver required it, it was the only option to succeed, a divine white lie.

Beer and wine, not to mention the spirits distilled by heated concoction high

Onto the gist of the whole shebang, where angels all fear to go, a God on nigh

Hits below and above your belts, knowing the feeling you've recalled yet again

Harm or first aid applied before y'all give up the ghost, it's academic mortal sin.

Fear of whatever Nothing is when it all comes down to Everything, in Time

Moment by infinite seconds measuring the forms and matter droppin' a dime

Upon our heads, within & without the skull, all in the bones, damaged tumors

Alive and well in the yin & yang present moving from future to past's doors.

Your words ring in my ears or maybe it's just the tinnitus or tell-tale heartbeat

You know, only you do and I know too, the Truth cannot keep you in a seat

Sat as long as allowed by the condition you've dropped into, hello & farewell

Golden Rule absorbed into the plethora, dream was a dream Eden's holy hell.

If and only if a conclusion is absolutely true, then the premises are true too

There are no alternatives to this undeniable truth about the nature of Reality

Why we're all breathing in the gas & exhaling the gas, for a short time, see

Or even if blinded by the light, your intellect unveils the Truth, it is Blues.

Afterlife is either somewhere or nowhere, only for the living on Earth's orb

No other planets of this Sun nor planets orbiting any star in the infinity blur

None of them have living, animate, aerobic & anaerobic mutations of Darwin

Life on Earth, as y'all know, as they say, that's a dream in a dream, a win-win.

Gone far away from the first place we all started from, ahead is behind a door

No lock, no latch to open it, shut tight to keep the hands off of the hot redwood

Yet, there it was and still is, a barrier keeping the chafe outside on the loop's rim

Fly away to grab a piece of a cosmic pizza, it's like a frisbee, returnin' to him.

Inner sanctum imploded then exploded, a holy and empty space between stars

Each of the ones compiled into the many with no gravitational collapse of cars

Instead of the far side there was the near-sighted way-too-far side, a boomerang

Of the mice & men who originated from bacteria & viruses, Singularity's fang.

Bygones won't be identical to get even with karma, you owe & can't payback

Rest in peace, rest assured you will not unless your slate is clean as hot crack

Monsters under beds or just in heads, reality is your own projection, a godson

It is done, crosstraffic uphill, lived & died in L.A., above & below my six gun.

Instilled through random recombinant RNA, here we are, thank God for biology

Helped the understanding of the weird & unexplainable behavior of evil humanity

Nothing personal, facts of life my father advised me, he's in heaven with Jesus' city

Afterlife itself, being a Top Secret place in Space to incarnate in a heavenly body.

Excuse my rhythm and rhyme, it's nothing personal, as I may have said, I reiterate

I began with blind faith, unbelievable schtick from all too human, a fake vertibrate

I'm sayin' what I mean; meanin' what I say, each Spaceman & Spacewoman knows

You're born conceived in a breed created from Nothingness, maybe protozoa holes.

In every case, if you read English & understand the Word being elucidated ala One

Then it's if and only if you have faith or 'jump' to an irrational, induced conclusion

Meaning you may be one of the only conscious entities on Earth who know Truth

As above it is, so below it is as well, mi amigo here in Space & now Time forsooth.

by

r j j  stephan, i

c.  9-4-MMXXVI Anno Domini  6:54 AMPST

{ Chopped off of the old block yesterday, finished this AM on 9/5 Samedhi, for the minions awaiting the WORD made FLESH to DWELL amongst US while jammin' to @LynyrdSkynyrd #GoldAndPlatinum album.  CHEERS~  }

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NO howdy doody DUMMY, I AIN'T THE ONE!

SPECIFICALLY SPECIES DNA MUTATES TIME DIMENSIONS IN THE PLETHORA'S SINGULARITY; HEY MAN, YOU GOT ANY BREAD OR AMBROSIA? SAVE YOUR BOX TOPS & ROT YOUR TEETH OUT TOO!

FEELING THE THOUGHTS, THINKING IN-TOUCH

In the dire straits' still of the night, I spied the end of my world, all my own

I left your world behind me, yes all of y'all, blisters on your fingers & thumb

Now with the faggots without the jet airplanes, life as a ghost is a hot i-phone

In communicado but usually not runnin' commando for modesty sake, chum.

Hick of the month  proceeds to party right there in front of the kings & queens

Interjections highlight the propositional logic, deducing the truth from white lies

They know what they know and nobody else knows what that might be, X-scenes

Figures agreed upon drawing of a line or groups of lines without order, by & byes.

In the beginning of the first light making you cry like a baby does, can't handle it

Disappointment overwealms the soul, makes your whole world crumble to scat

Maybe if you didn't jump in with your heart & soul, you might not fall in a hole

Next time keep your eyes wide open & never lose your bloody mind to a hip pole.

Hearing yourself when you speak yields not only the rattle & hum but also, you

In the hole it echoes until the sound is incomprehensible, then it vanishes in blue

Songs written & sung, repeat ad infinitum, until memorized by heart, nonchalant

It's either some chocolate or vanilla fudge to be tasted & swallowed heaven sent.

Nothing you nor I can do, nobody can do anything at all about it, it's what It did

Never before or repeating the same thing over & over, ad infinitum, end finished

Travel north to south, east to west & vice versa, subjected to nouns & predicates

Until you're dead & gone, it's how it all goes, you've nothing to do with the fates.

You surrogate mother programmed our existence's essence, you always knew, I see

It took seven decades to recollect the nature of this beast within, orphan of Mother

Earth brought me into the world & Ma took me out of it, just a wee lad, oh my Gee

Matter and the energy mix put our feet at the start & the finish, on way or another.

Annointed by the holy guys and gals who attribute life to the unseen, invisible

In Truth and blind Faith, attributes assigned to a ghosted chimera, wanderer too

Gone from star to star, makin' things from Nothing & leaving for the coastal hell

Blink 182 times or not, you'll fall asleep before too long, God will ring your bell.

Death comes too soon, Life came unexpected but it was addictive as crank & coke

Ways and means to spend the breathing in and out, masticating & swallowing swill

Fruits of the vines & nuts of the trees pulled you into the eat no life's animal kill

Who eats liver & thinks that it's a clean organ when it filters what nobody can toke.

Right of the left-hand is the whole shebang in a bucket, full pail to kick the can

Fools in the control of every action that needs the puppet strings in eyes of a fan

Command all actions through sound of magic spells, boys & girls have no choice

Laughing and aloof, not aware it's their fate comin' for retribution for being boys.

Eve's girls were the empty vessels hangin' on strings & the corners of heavy traffic

Adam's boys were less than zero on the number scale, a fraction of negative oness

Traffic stopped for the choo-choo train, guard rails were down, red lights blinkin'

Known destiny, feelin' & thinkin' for unknown fates of the livin', dyin' & smilin'.

by

R J J  STEPHAN, I

c.  September 3rd 2026 Anno Domini (Happy Birthday Mama Salvatrese Maria Alfano-Stephan nee 1923)

{ God intervened & caused amnesia in all Life on Earth, left blind faith as a present for the ones who know that, "Timing isn't One thing, Timing is Everything!" }

I MET HER IN CHURCH

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W.W.A.R.D.?

ONTO THE BAD NEW DAZE, CRIME NEVER PAYS RIP DOLLY PARTON ONTO CIELO MiDolly #DownSouthJukin #GoldAndPlatinum @LynyrdSkynyrd

DON'T KICK THE BABY, KEEP IT IN MIND!

It's all about the baby, man!  First rule is to Never, ever kick the baby

Nobody allows a baby to be kicked, even if it's a stranger with a lady

There is nothing more upsetting than recalling your own face whacks

When the adults in the room believed they'd teach me a lesson, facts.

Pretending that knowledge is wisdom, mere deception inherited by Eve

Adam too would never see the Truth comin', Adam & Eve went to town

No looking back since they knew they were sentenced to mortality's own

Stepmothers & stepfathers stepped in when an intercourse yielded a peeve.

Courage and fear prove nothing once you resemble a corpus dillecti form

As the bitter ending of each of our animated existences, it's bait, a worm

It enters any hole big enough to allow it's force, then infiltrates it all too

Before you know it, you find the Truth was told, all y'all be singin' blue.

From the 1st moment we realize as a child,  miscreant adults are two-faced 

No matter in any form remains for long, facts of life steal all of our grace

Like it or not, baptize the whole world & the species will still opt extinct

Bright mind burnt out of the DNA back in 2030 A.D. future shock in synch.

Give me no regard once the world blows it's planetary flight, it'll be all over

Nobody knows it but they will come to know it once they see it, a hot lover

It's a requirement for the species' survival, zombies can't reproduce the IQs

Lucky to have had a chance to give my power back to a Sonny's hot squeeze.

Hold 'em in Texas or just let the spades, clubs & hearts fly off with diamonds

Fire burns until all fuel runs out, that's the magic & you know when it's gone kids

A larger than life hole in the middle of your soul, call it broken, holy heated show

Brought a knife to a gunfight again, but I still won, once again, I used a low blow.

Beer and Black Jack whiskey replaced the rye, gin & vodka, no mistake, I left

Not physically but in my mind, detached from my historical recorded memory

I knew that life, existence from conception to death meant less than funny jokes

I need some desire, I desire what I need but I'm nearly already gone, it's all folks.

Follow the angels up, up and away even if you don't want to, you have to, me too

It's finished just like it was before you knew the difference between good & evil

Joy gets us over graceless disappointments, the End is a falling star over the hill

Hope you get the whole picture soon, now would be perfect, a shaded royal blue.

Performance of your engine is critical to nothing more than the last gasp of gas, so

Do what ever you do as well as you can & have nothing left in the tank I can't tow

If you don't use it all, you'll lose it all, it's the fact of life nobody denies, just blow

Lips together & bring the air from your lungs up & pump it through a teeny hole.

Brooms and mops left to clean up the mess of leftover parties, it's a hit supernova

Imploding into the Singularity before or after midnight, I slip into the hit plethora

Spheres and cubes of six sides bring the DNA & RNA into the gold rush of coloma

Peering the impossible both within & without you, Nothing is the star of the show.

Living in the spinning top that doesn't give up the ghost, keeps the spark in tight

You find what I've found if you duplicare the rotation, all ghosts will take flight

Design the rules, there's a beginning & end to the game, fair game even for cheats

Knowing every fact known and everything unknown creates God's divine meats.

by

r j j  stephan, i

c.  Lundi, August XXVth MMXXVI Anno Domini @ 1533 hours

{ I was still tucked in THE Womb on this day in 1951 A.D., in 2 days I'd be born, a nativity I don't recall, a royal flush IMHO, my mama does!  TY MAMA! }

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W.W.A.R.D.?

R.I.P.  DOLLY PARTON XOXO