#PutItInHere #RightDownTheMIddle #Tombstone #BootHill #MuckAndMudEverywheres #BirdcageTheater #CowboysRulin' #HookersOpiumLiveEvil #GatesArtificiallyIntelligent #PinkPanther @WyattEarp @BillGates

POSTED IN ENGLISH  taqiyya FOR THE FEW MULTILINGUAL FREEMASONS & INNOCENT MANY LEAKED FROM BABYLONIAN TOWERS

<3 #Giddyup <3

It appears to the blind and the deaf, moon & sun smoke, coming in realty, God's twist & a shout

It's H2O in the liquid form we require to live in the desert of dear life's 7 continents to pass out

Sailing on the edge of 7 seas or being buried under a burned out planet or chillin' my red hot lips

Of the dim witted, learned, educated, literate, wise crackin' 208 bones, hell gnaw, atomic chips.

 

Buffoon that everything can be blamed on whether or neither moron nor idiot is at One's fault

Impossible though it may be, the high probability that the Truth is merely an assumption's chit

Waiting for the end of life is only for the fortunate who do not strive for survival, they're given it

From infant formula & mashed potatoes stuffed into pie holes of outer Space's dead god vault.

 

All that I am and all I will ever be is exactly what you are if you know what I mean, from 9 to 5

But from 6 to 8, now that's really something when you attempt to think about if for a bit of jive

Bet your life that the stakes are way too high to be pretending that it's not all about life & blow

Whoever was in doubt when the baby stage led to an adolescent gauge, adults in a hood, uh oh!

 

The monkeys wanted it and now they've got it, the virus, the infection to rock and roll it away

@Pacific_Stone rocks covered holes to caves of North & South poles, buzz a big One on Payday

Over when it's over as opposed to being started when it's all over, impossible to be the excons

Muggers on corners & in your own house, under your roofs, mortgaged our kin, moms & sons.

 

Smiles you know can bring the sadness to an end, hookin' you all up just like Jacky D on dry ice

Sippin' the spirits and bringin' in back home to the place where nothing matters but rolled dice

A matter of a lover's strangle of my spinal chord, she stole my heart & @EL in divinity's heavens

She's got the combination to let Baal's boots boogie and let the good times roll, dice roll sevens.

 

Getting ready to die is not as important as knowing that you will have no consciousness post life

It's more important that you read about and understand the history of your civilization's strife

Invaders from a tribe that came from out of this world left their imprint on the leftover apples

All about the pie's combination of three and fourteen thousandths, point well taken, it's Hell's.

 

Mummies and the corpus dilecti either embalmed with formaldehyde on rags in a pauper pit

Mythological fictions believed true without a stitch of truth other than street cred, spirit=dead

In a loving way, with pure respect to my parents, ancestors & everybody else, you oughta GFY

It's highly unlikely yet reasonably probable that the life you own will soon end but not today.

 

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r j j stephan, i

c. Saturday, February 13th, 2021 Anno Domini @ 11:11 AMPST

{ #GiveItUp for @TheVoynichCode the 2021 post of the year, link into 9 million views @ https://youtu.be/awGN5NApDy4 }

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W.W.A.R.D.?

#MrMisunderstood #Who? #IDGAS #RearViewSpringsteen #California #Chicago #AllOne

COVID19 MUTATIONS, CHINA CONTROL, KUNG FU YOU, DEAD MAN'S HAND #HEHL

 

Freedom from China's propaganda on being safe with asymptomatic filtered M95 & the spittle

That would be a harem & a ticket to ride while drinking your wine at a BBQ, post chicken little

Drive your mama's deals from mall to strip mall, all for the sake of #Ends, a Reality's cold One

Love walked in & out of my joint, it was not a drivethru, a long neck I won't do, aw #fuck son!

 

Marauding monkeys driven by the hunger inherited from their ancestral, bacterial first Cause

Of being in the middle of a planet's dirt, above and below the unknown, I laugh just because

It makes perfect sense in five ways or maybe six or seven Bevis' & Buttheads will do the due

Apemen scared of their shadows where brave girls fear to go, the News is the old H1N1 Flu.

 

In or outside of Twilight Zones, think about WHO in CHRIST y'all 're ingesting, a double talkin'

Upset with your #Mobster tactics of following the idiots & morons who lead to cool perdition

Operation of M.A.S.H. potatoes & muscles of the animals that run away from killers & corrals

Fascinating as it must be for the old ones who've become jaded by the monotony of my pals.

 

Want to do something all the time, every momentary lapse of reason a king's digs matters

Original sinning at the origin of stupid sons of bitches, I'm speaking of screwing God's dogs

Not only what my father transmitted but also what my mother received, a duty to get me in

To the stage where I'm pretending to be an Oscar winning actor, lookin' for the tails a' shakin'

 

Songs sung by anima, all=time GOAT's angels & the ilk including crows, mortal birds, blue sky

Singing out loud when I didn't want to, they were strangers in paradise, it's a fake god zend

By the by, miracles may happen and reality is impossible, probability that you suck is so high

Probability theory isn't both here and now but also there and then, past to future is present.

 

No, indeed, it's nothing more nor less than to be or not to be, the rest is prehistoric chitlins

Miraculous ends recollected in the university's biblioteque, a blood bath for the holy minions

Books of words, covered in dust mite stuff, page 1 to the final page flip, all mean It, Nothing

That is all of it, dirty water all dried up to set the stage for the finale, a fire song, I'm driving.

 

What's love have to do with it, just two or three feet in front of all souls, as long as it takes

Bizarre though it may be, it's all there is right here in front of our eyes, streaming the lakes

Great ones or lesser valued microbes & bacteria, all of It in a nutshell that digs corpse odor

Your angry eyes have seen their last hindsight but there's still foresight left to tie the score.

 

All of the grace and karma in retrograde from the A to the Z and back to the get go, we're off

To the race that runs counterclockwise to clocks of Time, imagining scenes in dead air space

Will to survive here and now forever or at least for several thousand years, ahistorical stuff

Only you will know and I may but will pretend to be ignorant and naive, an innocent face.'

 

Wise as the only one who has found wisdom and used it to survive in a hostile environment

Terra Ferma spinnin' the yarn from the beginning to the ending, nothing is what heaven sent

That's what we've got here and now, the spirit playin' games with the hunger for shock & awe

On being an innocent baby or old, experienced dog of war, it's all it's 7up to be, I see & I saw.

 

You are my soft and sweet like butter, fresh churned on mama's porch, I can't go back my son

All my daughters are still thinkin' that I died in an accident before they were born to your ma

Those are all your sisters and their kindred are your kin too, your BC proves your identity, so

Military and civilian ways and means to reestablish your roots, you're no orphan, saint or Ho.

 

Shots to us all, never to be drinkin' & drivin' trucks & cars, never drink one drink, in jeopardy

Little teams and gargantuan, single-cell amoeba and the inferior species, paramecium scree

Pumpin' the sounds through the tubes' audio clips of the week in general, a pandemic crazy

Figures didn't lie to your mother, she got pregnant & you were born lucky, river of the Lazy.

 

Permutations of the fractions less than one yet greater than zero, which is the nugatory nil

Vaccinated is actually a shot with a needle in the arm, a dose of disease to immunize a shill

Here's the argument for divine fear of death, it's a vaccination, a deep state stab in the back

Banned Dog-God #Hacker's breach of a kungfu space's force, CIA dead man's hand, we hack!

 

by

r j j stephan, i

c. Friday, February 12th, 2021 Anno Domini @911 hours CST

{ #ArrestedDevelopment in #PandemicHell #NewBossSameAsTheOldBoss @WHOGreatestHits drafted while listenin' to https://youtu.be/CWQ1QSor47w }

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W.W.A.R.D.?

#NeedAFifthOnTheTenth #ChrisCrossin' #RareEarth #ChrisMcDonald

CODEX'S DIAMOND SIGNS, REMINDED SIGNALS, SCRATCHES OUT OF HINDSIGHT
You don't know like I know but you better get ready to move out the batter's box with a bat
Get ready for the run, you'll need food and protection, the home love you'll very soon discuss
Nothing left when you're on the run from the powers that be other than this muss and fuss
It's all about the movement of the First Cause of everything, the Singularity of a bull's scat.

Among the many there is always one in the crowd that causes others to follow, where it's all at
Movement of the bowels and the people comes out of the end the same way, all a buncha scat
It has always been that way, dead men and dead women left the Word, we chew the black gum
The plan is not yours and it's not mine yet the plan is set, we're the tools, Fi, Fi, Fo, gods of Fum.

Frequently during the millennia, every few hundred years an avatar rises from a virgin birth, haha
Made love to no man, yet the gods, the God who plays hide and seek with love, conceived a boy
Little baby boy Adam came from Nothing at all, not even a zygote at first, just Nothing, Void toy
Divine as it is, humane as we can be, thank the UFO powers, mighty angelic realm, bow to Ra.

Truth on stone tablets imprinted ala radiation burns of wavy lines, cross-crossed scratch of lasers
Or were the gouges of the sculpture on a flat rock, all that was possible for a will to be a mortal
Had a God here a long time ago & he or It said it would return some day before you die, Big Lie
Dig a hole six feet deep for what's left of one last breath, ain't no wings out of this Time's portal.

Space beyond one's eyesight is some hindsight or foresight but no ESP holy, infallible matrix
Nothing as a Void and everything else as all we know, categories of experience & magical tricks
Not only are you a result of a hooker's trick but also your grandparents and theirs, so, We Be It
Mortal sin is the making love to making baby boys and girls, that's the sin of the moronic idiot!

Murder in the miracle is that you don't know you're asleep in A dream, you think it's real funky
Wanting to play as a child does for an entire human lifetime is normal but we can't have that ilk
Teaching the children the Way, the only way they'll make it, cooperation & protection from evil
Mankind's kin for some reason RAN A PROGRAM with a moral imperative, accidental teat milk.

Sick and tired of the fear & loathing, good, evil & ugly sandwiches and hot soups have long gone
Walked around city sidewalks, up and down the railroad's tracks, no property for the public fun
Keep moving to pretend to be or not to be searching for something, a place, a thing or a person
I ain't prayin' and I'm just sayin' like my daddy said, "Here I come!"  Oh my God, I was so wrong!
by
r j j  stephan, i
c.  Mercredi, February 10th, 2021 Anno Domini @ 4:44:44 AM
{  Drafted listenin' to @RareEarth #GetReady for link @ https://youtu.be/o3Z8NU5ImK0 }
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#FineLinesAndVintageWines

THE DEVIL REPLACED THE KINGS & QUEENS, DARK ANGELS ALWAYS WIN
Sprinkles of the backward slicks of burned rubber, back roads to perdition's final ends' old scores
Better than the movements of Time and the emptiness of Space, gone in through the outer doors
Run into you and all you've ever done before we met by accidental, involuntary intent of the Jack
On a lark and a few million dollars of gold and silver booty, #GOATs take it all without a sad sack.

Spell this word LIVE backward and it looks good for Doom's coincidental jailbreak of holy mates
Foes of the One and the Many who must move ahead from behind whether or not you get dates
From the teens to the elders of great parenthood, the Soul is a rocket-ship full of fool's fuel, genius
Yet, not only do you lack blind faith in the unknown but also you require O2 air on Earth breaths.

Created from an absolute, a nugatory, the rest is what it is without me here, now dive, dive, dive
Remedy for all that might be leading to the place in Space where my sweet love leads, by the sea
Reconnoitered in the Latin language, recording the good, bad and ugly who'll live & let me be alive
Last Cause of the Final Effect, beyond the Good, the Bad & the Uglier than you, twilight zone Tea.

No sagas from the past I never lived in, I wouldn't do any story justice other than my own you see
I've been filling in the blank spots before my conception & during my unconscious somnambulism
Comfort zone near pretty girls, marry them & let them move away from the only good thing, me!
I'm just playin' baby, you know how humble I am, so shy, don't give me that cold shoulder schism.

Morning or evening is the same, love of ready to fight to my death for your safety, so be happy
Nevermore to fear the worst that can happen, it's inevitable and nobody knows but holy pappy
One descended from the head apostle not the jealous one, a figment, a mirage, shot in the dark
Utter nonsense yet the #Fake works and you blow in for the touchdown, it's a walk in the park.

Descended from the conquering hordes of cowboys and Indians, spirits of the all too civilized Id
Visions come and gone in a New York Minute, a fabulous display of getting ready rip a supernova
Nothing you or I can do about the future or the past, the present is come and gone cuz, you died
ON the OFF buttons and switches, ma and pa, test-tube or passionate pleasure with a welfare ma.

Hit the jackpot after I loosened my load in Reno or maybe it was Sparks but anyway, blue traveler
Emotion and rationality mixed up right there at the crossroads 'tween o'er here and there of Her
She moves and wobbles, circulates around the source of being and cannot become independent
Nobody is free of egg One, source of your break to see even an iota, a squirt of twilight ZaZen.

by
r j j  stephan, i
c.  Mardi, February 9th, 2021 Anno Domini @ 11:11 AM PST
{ Drafted while grabbin' ZZZZZZ's & awakening in a thick fog of uncertainty where the originality is the exact same thing repeated ad infinitum, slow hands, cool hands, maybe sweet invisibility.  Listenin' to the @PointerSisters #SlowHand & #Jump hits link @ https://youtu.be/dbk29JZdl5A }
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#PullTheDanmTrigger #SixShooterReload

SOMETIMES THERE IS NO SPACE LEFT IN THE EMPTY HOLE
Grown in burnin' homes of the brave & the land of the freeform street urchins & royal Brahman
All dead and gone a long time ago and some of them not even born yet, some are living proof
Knives and the nuclear missile arsenal ought to either end this world or at least become a goof
Just like your fathers & uncles 'fore you, descended from the low IQ students, a beast's burden.

Forms from random shapes of coalescing electrons, shapes of atomic matter, cover up 208 bones
Inside or outside of the things themselves, tackles are missed and touchdowns made in tight ends
Around tackles and over nose guards, a quarterback's option runs untouched, into the end zones
Miraculous search for the reason why we keep on truckin' down the road to perdition, no offense.

Veronica & Betty are under their fathers' control, scrambling with the quarterback in a super ball
I know & you know the truth about you & your kin, your sisters & brothers from others' mothers
Perfection is pie in the sky yet it is the goal of my living soul, it is the source of pure joy, oh sisters
Welcome home to the warriors who know who they are, nobody but you could have done it all.

Becoming one from many, one way or another, death's theoretical Big Bang's luck of a gun draw
That's all folks get for their trouble from innocent infancy to the guilty for mortal sins' adult claw
It's a last call for this happy hour and you'll get no more shots and beers tonight, shootin' me up
All the way down, burned my throat & stomach but soon it'll be a naked ape's cotton mouth trip.

I intend no harm by the world's words I'm using to express the view I've gleaned from the heroes
In the books & in my younger days during this life, older men, braver men wound up as dead ends
Facts of life, father told me about the expressway to paradise, southeast, west to northern lands
Simmering that heat in your temper down to the low end of burn, misunderstood all too human.

I made love to daughters of the men who raised those beautiful, funny better halves of me, mon
From beginning to the final good-bye we had serious fun and no regrets for anybody bein' a tool
I've known nothing since day one & as if I ever did, I drink up, because it's over, have a cold one
Blood & beer ran up & down from soggy boots to my foggy bottom brain's parody of a poor fool.

I jumped for your love and then one night, I jumped higher than the sun, closer to a star lover
Hid the course from every other soul in heaven & on Earth, no reason just gotta keep the pace
My heart & soul feels nothing other than this stingin' pain & singin' pleasure, #Fire undercover
Fixed up from head to toe, Earth smellin' musk, holy bones & muscles, features of a holy face.

Lying to nobody & telling the Truth to everyone exposes liars, Romeo & Juliette kissin' to slaves
The lips on the face of the head above the body & in love with the sight & sound of it's hot scat
Surf's up & the beach is full of bodies in the sand, bikinis fallin' in love with smilin' @Q's waves
We were so happy to be cops & robbers, good guys & bad guys who sell the bloody, the blue tat.

by
r j j  stephan, i
c.  Lundi, February 8th, 2021 A.D. @ 9:11 PMPST
{ Drafted while listenin' to @Audioslave #ShowMeHowToLive on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/vVXIK1xCRpY?list=RDvVXIK1xCRpY}
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W.W.A.R.D.?

#PlayTheGame #SUPERBOWLV #TampaBayGOAT #TomorrowTodayYesterday #LV #BradyGoatHead

JUST PLAYIN' FOR THE CHECKMATES?
When & where this is, blacktop ends, born & raised here & now, long time ago, a far away place
Scanning the blind, folded cards with no hearts, diamonds or clubs, just a spade to dig in Space
Between ears you have above your skinny-boned necktie of a medulla oblongota, 9 zeros to see
Soul and spirit moving it all within to be the First Cause of the things themselves, atomic debris.

Cans of beer, bottles short and long necks, every one of them empty with cigarettes from big bird
No bail for me or you, we're all broke and there's nobody but a justice of nobody's peace, it stinks
Not only because you are YOU but also because YOU are a temporary fix to the permanente links
Compare the cats and dogs gettin' ready to be eaten to the ones that get fed and killed the word.

Two legged, two armed, everything except the hearts and souls in duplication of the One's singin'
Mental and physical in a neutron or a supernovae complex of galactic, cosmic soup in the infrared
Lights of the black and the white, the blues always take over before the last gasp, fear & loathin'
Mothers' pearls & One father of metaphysical essence, not the Many, One & only is asleep in bed.

Objections to the subject and the predicate of the theoretical syllogisms of the intellectual lover
Edge of the real world and the other side of the Everafter where haters & lovers get no more fun
No air anywhere outside of this planet's atmosphere, gettin' stoned or not, it's all of it, It is Done
Einstein's special & general theories of relativity, Timing's everything, it's in the Mind, it's all over.

Been everywhere 'fore today and I'll probably be everywhere else tomorrow, if I ain't well, amen
Right here is where I belong, my intention was always to be or not to be, it was the only question
In or out of The Place down at the core of the rocks called planet Earth, hell's bone dust & robots
A categorical imperative of Truth, substance, essence, a boilermaker BLAST of Jack Daniel's shots!

Evolved these apes from amoeba into the mighty ancient forms that moved from roads of red dirt
Some red and some black but all of the dirt was all that was left of the gold and diamonds, the oil
Cans all empty and there's nothing left to buy or sell, there's no wet market in sight, gods to hurt
Needing to kill A WORD, HAPPY EVER AFTER is full of dead things, corpses, pockets of tin-hat foil!

Learn to read the Words that the ancestors left to save you Time, lookin' for the pot of gold road
Starting with the sounds & inked meanings to refer to what is outside and inside God's fake mode
When the sun explodes, when you die, when all of the friends and enemies are vanished into dark
Happiness is a side of Darkness, the sadness, drops of Jupiter Truth, Saturn sushi, in Uranus' shark.

by
r j j stephan, i
c. Dimanche, February 7th, 2021 A.D. #SuperBowlLV #SuperBowlSunday @ 0900 hours PST
{ Drafted to @Brooks&Dunn #RedDirtRoad on a youTube link @ https://youtu.be/zBTpoKvre84 }
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W.W.A.R.D.?