DAMN BABE, THAT WAS A COLD ONE, YOU DIDN'T MEAN THAT DID YOU?
I drank some in my time in this small space I was allowed to occupy a corner for a NY minute
ONe beer short of a twelve pack every damn weekend, need one more 'fore I gotta drop a dime
But I usually am a day late & a dollar short, it's just a Hammer's beer refreshing, cold H2O in it
Known from the first day and probably will on the last day, matter in Space is such a short Time.
Start with that pretentious attitude, you know this one right here, I got one in spade royal flush
Now and then you think you have it all together because you've shot for goals, Chicago to bush
Maybe some day you'll know something more than you know, your everclear skin and crossbone
It's a system of axiomatic theorems for syllogistic arguments unmoved mountains, the Unknown.
News is all fake and the olds is a mobile that moves four rubber wheels 'bout 120 down the #I-5
I shot every single time I had the chance like a good hog, if I didn't take it, somebody would miss
At least there's a slim chance there's a pinhole of light around the bend, holy scat out a bull's eye
Makin' the trip in an organic, infrared sled that's full of cosmic vibes, God-wavelength frequency.
Prayers may not help one way or the other, regardless of your early upbringing, #2 potty training
In & out of diapers, infants & the elders who avoid death for an eon or two, fake love showering
So that the fight is taken to your back door, pretend you're as invisible as my twelve pack of beer
As the sneaking begins, a surprise for the unexpected UFO guests from another dimension sphere.
No wind and no rain means the Earth has ceased to spin and wobble it's way around the ecliptic
Just because you think you're so pretty, means nothing to the cosmic one in store for the skeptic
Belief in beings blind, syllogistic reasoning from premise to conclusion, valid or invalid, no se, sin
Hocus pocus of monkeys and theologians yields a complex magic joke, we are one, all too human!
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r j j stephan, i
c. Samedhi, February 27th, 2021 Anno Domini @14:35 hours
{ #BlownGasket on this one while listenin' to @TalWilkenfeld jam & you'll see why here in just a second link @ https://youtu.be/04W5CMZUHZs }
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Saturday, February 27, 2021
#Louisiana & #Mississippi #SweetIceTea & #Honeybees #DamnBabeThatWasAColdOne
#KillAWord @Eric_Church & the rest is just gravy! #GitGit
IN THE NAME OF THE MOTHERS, WE'RE THE FATHERS OF LSD
Rolled dice and they came up snake eyes, every time I rolled them, same old mic'd up story again
Six options from one to six packs of silver dollars and gold doubloons in a treasure chest of sin sin
Stolen from everybody that's dead and gone now, nobody cares about the loot but me and you
We know the ways are the only ways the Way can be, right up/down the middle of the pipe flu.
Mirrors full of monkey images bangin' each other on the corners and in their alleys of Bigs in vain
Maroons born and raised by the morons and idiots who populated the unfettered, divine scheme
Of men and mice, all of them chasin' their tails until the game was done, nothing ventured in gain
Who sings duets when the solo will do? Nobody but me & you know the things only in a dream.
Good men come and go like the water molecules gathering to the riverflow from the snowcaps
On down to the valleys of flooded plains all the way to the ends of the dirty coast, downed flaps
Crashed & burned without me inside, fell out of empty holes & my sons' beaches tide pool scenes
Where my mother dropped me off, at the movies with cash for a coke, popcorn & Boston beans.
Morons made the way as easy as pie, idiots drove the piledriver down until we learned to Tango
Like it was my job, danced like there was no tomorrow, which there wouldn't be but I had no idea
Disbelieving blind faith reasons for answers to perennial questions, who in a God's name are we?
Afterall was said and done, death took my breath away, dead man's bones still hard as rock, see?
Eyes and ears, nose & mouth have enough emptiness in those holes to fill up mouth organs of Ra
Hurry like the rats in the race always have, no rest for the wicked as you know, ask no questions
What you don't know won't hurt you but if you know mercy of monkeys, then man, you got it all
Nothing was always the matrix for a rested, wicked eagle's wasteland, too GD human in heaven!
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r j j stephan, i
c. Saturday, February 27th, 1927 A.D. #HappyBirthdayDaddio @AlbertRichardStephan
{
#TwoMoreBottlesOfWine jammin' in my ditty link @
https://youtu.be/dfrrn_BmtkQ * & to #PokeSaladAnnie #NotATurnipGreen
@TonyJoeWhite link @ https://youtu.be/JyXHxh3Sye0 }
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Friday, February 26, 2021
#OriginalEnds #CreativeVoid #AteRumSoakedRaisins #DangerDrunkenJudges
Kickin' your mothers & brothers to the curb just 'cause grandmas' sons were pretty, dead dads
So, big and little sisters of mine, of my mother and father or others' ma and pa yoyo & top fads
Common denominator and an infinite numerator divides and conquers the hysterical woke folk
Power in the hands of weakened #WarDead genetically inferior allele carriers of not to be woke.
Hire the best judge and jury that would use logic and reason to convict my body and soul to hell
My own people who fly up and down above the ground below you, can't see invisible smoke sigs
A puff means nothing if you can't see the smoke rise without the wind, without the rain rung bell
Which tolls for nobody but me, I ain't your teacher or your fellow #wokeman's probasketball bigs.
What I am is what I am and what you are is what everyone has always been, one's always my fun
A stream of shared consciousness with an effulgence of photons from our burning star, black Sun
It is All there is to me although to you and others there's More than That, cryptorize It, farts, see
Jingles some bells in the steeple, something to bang old chains upon hallowed grounds of coffee.
Compared to Nothing itself, wrap it all up in a cheese and bean burrito, wait until tomorrow AM
You will move it into the energy transformation of the gas to run your machine, then body slam
Down underground, poked & bled out by strangers paid to relocate your bones, option ash urns
In any case, on Earth or in a capsule sent to outerspatial Void via Space, COVID facemask burns.
Hurting with the pain and suffering inherited from the men and women who left us commands
I relieve the pain with the burning of the chemicals the Earth grew from the seeds of the weeds
Social convention has put the many at risk & now the few are in charge of transgenderal breeds
Excellence & superiority above and below the scum of the planet exhibits for morality demands.
You may not judge without enough information but you'll judge anyway, it's all way too humane
Jumping to conclusions takes less time to take care of it all, increasing the Time to be fake, benign
Thunder & lightening birth was the 1st light & closing your eyelids once more, brings Homer ends
All of us going to the same place, we ain't gonna think about that a lot, that God's dead offends.
Sucking more air than a professional hockey player blocking shots on goal to manage the score
A sudden death to play off a tied score, after three periods of an hour, Stanley's cup at the door
Empty or full of It, as above so below, the creator created the creation, it doesn't reverse a spin
Murder application when you are not fighting for your country, stalking a plethora of killer sin.
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r j j stephan, i
c. Vendredi, February 26th, 2021 Anno Domini
{ Rollin' to #RollinSevensEveryTimeIRoll @DelbertMcclinton https://youtu.be/FNd0OMUPMR4 }
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Thursday, February 25, 2021
#AgainThisMeansWARtheBand @WARtheBand
Just a side salad for one main course, bananas & broccoli, mincemeat of a man-god-monkey
Slices of the cherry pie for dessert where' souls are on ice, Harvey Wallbangers, cool & Funky
Cool drunk every drink at the end of the weddings, got drunk at nine or was it ten to ten-ten?
Elder of the six in the clutch, always in mischief to salute the millennials, fire in the Void's den.
Miracles won't happen in the cold and dark space you drank since conceived in mortal sin
Wonder and amazement put you right where you have to be, in the shots of cool, sloe gin
They fizzed and then moved on down through the canals into the exit strategy of all of It
Graves won't hold the stench so we bury the residuals sixty feet down & under holy schit.
With due respect, the living leave the dead, forsake the dying as a recollected, dull point
That there's only one way up and one way down, no miracle involved, smoke a pin joint
In the buds or in the shake, hit that chit & hold it into the innocence of ignorant & gone
You, me & every other thinking thing animate the sticks and stones to break holy Tbone.
Hopeless in the black hole, no free will in there with just a sound like sucking out a womb
HOly place, deeper than the bottomless pit that has me at the center, an idea in a tomb
Speaking easy but it's gibberish to the academic intellectuals, the bullwinkles of the pope
Knowing it all because somebody told them to believe that It's true, fake news I do grope.
History is forgotten to cement the New Deals and the New Places in outerspace, as we fly
From nest to the hunting for your mother's father's incubation reason, alive in a great Lie
Truth is foreign to the chiefs and the indians, bacterial and viral infections cause extinction
Of you and I, the mice and the men who button down our collars, blab and yap origin's sin.
Common men & extraordinary women from proverbial Adam's & Eve's Void, purple microDot
In the middle of outerspace, lookin' back in the rear view mirror, it's golden, nobody got shot
Bottoms are up and the systems are all gone, everything's broken into a pile of dirty, old dicks
Where the egos and the ids merge, on the edge of the twilight zone, 88's play divine chopsticks.
It's what she said when he said nothing about anything, leave her alone, all alone, as it is, today
Before you arrived from the inside to the outside, cosmic comedy of the playing a neutron way
It's so white we call it milky, like a candy bar of sugar, chocolate and nuts to die for, it's so cruel
Stuff it down Herman's & Thurman's throats before they know it's in their formula of baby gruel.
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r j j stephan, i
c. Jeudi, February 25th, 2021 Anno Domini @ 6:66 AMPST
{ Created from the Void of Matter, no Words express Nothing except these! Inspiration of the @TowerOfPower #SoVeryHardToGo link on youTube @ https://youtu.be/t9BRqGpppJw }
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Wednesday, February 24, 2021
#WhereIAmFrom #PogoSticks & #YoMama #RaceIsOn
<3 <3 <3
SLEEPING SINS, MAMA DRONES & CHINA SHAOLIN MONKS
Wells full of the H2O gas that will keep the Marxists and Stalinists extinct, as bad wolves eat pigs
Not only are you the pork for the BBQ but you also pay for the party, you & a morons cash purse
Every idiot other than us 'morons cannot fathom the depth of the shallow water, dive in for free
Time is when you recover your memory and recollect your final end, dead and gone without me.
Monkeys haven't evolved, same apes have been here since day One, it's so complicated after that
You and I just guess after we've read the words of foreign monks & nuns, never procreated life's It
Just you and I walk the walk and talk the talk, on a middle path to the Ends of an archangels' den
Or maybe they're not there, they never were there, it was all a way to calm down the crazy men.
I had a philosophy professor Ed Freeman of Wharton College, a practice of Karl Marx, Void fixing
Social structures need to be ripped apart and re-woke, marks my higher education of the woken
Hateful reasons to kill the genome, because it has evolved as a destroyer of the whole shebang
Plato and Aristotle and up to the Ouspensky and Einstein mental rise from ignorance to wisdom.
Eat the animals and plants, it's what these humans do, be just like them, improve your experience
Find the love in the emptiness where Nothing is Everything on and off of this planet, you are gods
All you'll ever get & all you'll ever know is Nothing, at One, as you feared, there are no immortals
Punks and wisemen mate and cause this, what you see is what they begot, at the feet of turtles.
Slow and a drag for the speed, sail away slowly but surely and ahead of the stern, you'll see It too
All of the light outside and inside of your and my heads, reproduced for the Black Star to explode
Moments away from the annihilation of the pre-existing order of things, the #Woke see their role
Economic philosophy, annihilation of Gold & God's wealth that is #LifeOnEarth, All there Is, Hole.
I will to be awake & suddenly, here I am, writing, typing the pretentious remarks of a cool widget
All Words to manage the Way to the final goal of this living and dying, running out of breath now
Gasping heroes groping for sounds that mean more than give me sex, food, sleep, drugs & water
Order of the planet's categories of Substance, a Matter of Energy, the Light I am, I got from Her.
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r j j stephan, i
c. Mercredi, February 24th, 2021 Anno Domini @ 04:44 hours PST
{ #DemoncraticWays of the #UnMovedMover & the #AppleOfEve #BiteMeHard drafted while listenin' to the mighty @TowerOfPower #Green #CarbonNeutral #NoFossilFuels #DinosaursKilled youTube link @ https://youtu.be/t9BRqGpppJw }
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Tuesday, February 23, 2021
#LoveAndHappiness @AristotleSubstance #Essence #Accidents & #Ends #PhilosophicRhetoric
Robbed stagecoaches while I was all jacked up on the #FireWater, had to hide out with brothers
Looted towns after we scouted out the #LE, deputies full of Barney Fife juice, locked and loaded
Ready to stop the disobedient with the use of psychic force, maybe more deadly shocks to scatter
From the beginning of life in the womb, a mother matters, the father could die & it don't matter.
It's an absolute position, an argument of propositional logic, as my mentors were a herd of 'hers'
I'd never reveal her influence upon my young twenty something psyche but suffice it to say this
Utter annihilation of everything I'd ever been programmed through parochial teaching, 12 years
Seen plainly without the fog of being born to carry on for a mortal reason, to survive cross-criss.
I'm not older than I look, about 70 years flippin' birds around the sun, feedin' the flying dinosaurs
Evolved pterodactyls, some adapted to the carbon monoxide of humane evolution to extinction
Dead and gone animated bones of every plant and animal species by aliens from another world
All in my mind? Maybe you're got a point, I might be wrong but I'm not, it's a pity, L.A. shootout.
Just because you & I know we're gonna die someday and we care about that, divinity's bodyslam
Death makes no difference to the bugs who dig the holes for the queens to hatch, it's a bad thing
A genetic RNA mutation causing a failure of the genome, a First Cause failure at creation, Adam
Or an apeman from the jungle, an amoeba, a paramecium, a piece of charm movin' in and outing.
I am playing along with the song, I'm singin' the solo, holy duo, the trio, a quartet in pond scum
No doubt ever, what's sittin' in hot blue jeans, Time flies 'round black Space & white stars above
But stars have to go back, from below to above where they came from, anti-matter ad infinitum
Neither nuns nor priests have the absolution, drinkin', smokin', fish hookin', honeybee comb Love.
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r j j stephan, i *Hold on, I ain't done!
c. Mardi, February 23rd, 2021 Anno Domini @0625 hours
{ Ditty inspired by @Al_Green #LoveAndHappiness on youTube https://youtu.be/rqqAnjY2Rmo }
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Monday, February 22, 2021
#Today #HopInside #LetsRide #LayYourBlanketOnTheGround #TrucksJackedUp #ThisIsHowWeRollToo #HandsUP
Pictures appear to mankind, all blinded by Light, pictures are all of It, invisibility of an empty Void
Minds together, hemisphere left and right split apart into shards of broken glass, extinction Fraud
Nobody's left when you die, we leave & that's the gist of it, self realization, facts of star-fire strife
Begins at the origin, spontaneous combustion with no Will natural selection, bible of no afterlife.
Meaning nothing but the end of Time in this Space, the sheep are there, cows are there, it's a sin
Milked out and dried to the bone, Nothing is left over at the table, it's not underneath the ground
Bury the bones and forget about the sticks and stones thrown, no regrets in retreat, losers all win
Follow nobody, tweet nobody, private message nobody, post to nobody, become as one Shao-lin.
Master of Nothing, proud boys & girls who know their mother and father, grandparents one atom
Uncommon humanity, domination is a mystery, what'll be will be, ground control beats a tomtom
Monkeys mock the others, repeat the behavior and then die laughing or crying, it's smart & final
One day after your spirit within allows your organs to deteriorate into simple atoms of a pretzel.
Look at me as I look at you, a ghost in a machine that animates and puts the Self within as God
Like a speck of invisible charm, the luck of the random Rhondas and Rambos is what made blood
Blue inside the veins, red inside the arteries, the transformation of ignorance to enlightenment
Becomes all there is at the End, when you are One, there are no others, selfish being is sufficient.
Necessary to complete the mission to the finale of the play on this stage, this plane of mamas
Everything in the theory is refuted and concluded in retrospect, an accident, no fault of papas
A gamete rocks and rolls from the ends of time, turns into a knucklehead or genius of the mind
Hair shaved, skin smooth, monkeys nature is a distant and dim recollection of a mankind blind.
Flowers from the buds, buds from the stems and seeds that you don't need, Cheech & Chonging
Along the riverbeds and the riversides between the valleys of desert and garbage dumps, I sing
Notes and the melodies I learned by being conceived in a dark place, empty womb, my egg room
From that One day, I'm here & now to bleed the Truth from the severed bloodline, demon doom.
Apart from the hide, there is Time to become sincere, to know & tell the Truth, light-blind Seed
I'm orphaned and you are the saved, your mommy and daddy will be there even if they're buried
Underground in a box or burned into smoke and dusty chunks of DNA, it's certainty trust me girl
Or out if not in, it's the appearance of what can't be denied, God's Unconscious is a swirl of whirl!
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r j j stephan, i
c. Lundi, 2-22-2021 Anno Domini @ 04:11 hours AMPST
{ Drafted in the frosty AM & finished @ 04:44:44 hours PST while listenin' to #RollWithIt by @StevieWinwood link @ https://youtu.be/u_vkKozA8OI & @BrothersOsborne #ShootMeStraight link @https://youtu.be/fUv3J4PVsyk }
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Sunday, February 21, 2021
#SheSureDidLeaveMeHighAndDry #ColdOnesRockMeHard #NaughtyGirlsSomewhereOnABeach #FixADrink #SheAintCominBack
DANK AND DRANK IN DEPTH
Changes come and go...
HIGHER THAN HIGH SCHOOL, A WET #3 DRIVER & A COLD, STIFF ICICLE PARTY
Camping in the mountains, in my 4 x 4 & two bottles of Black Jack, drunk city dreamin' midnight
A long neck short of a twelve pack, that will kill you in thirty or forty years, hell, might die tonight
Or maybe I'll never die because I am not the bones & blood I call my own, bangin' borrowed time
I didn't pay for it, it's on loan from God, as is everybody's loan on Earth dirt, I'm droppin' a dime.
Punks and pieces of cigarette butts in their mouths, talkin' smack and livin' large in a black hen
Like their millionaire golfers and speed racers gettin' ready for holes in one or firin' my ol' #410
Mothers aborted us all before we were conceived in utero, a pull of lusty love, need a holy soul
As if you needed more words to explain the misunderstanding about hard rocks and a bed roll.
Apes and homo sapiens walk upright on their own two feet, still crippled by the birthing light Sun
Out of the pitch black darkness a sudden shock wave of knowledge and wisdom, fight a good one
God's either the dotted darkness above and below these wonderful things themselves, Hell I Am
Bent on saving the horrid and horrible who want to swallow the ground up meat and bone, Sam!
Buzzin' bees, girls and boys from Dallas to NYC, Miami to Seattle down to L.A. I fly, I buzz, it's Me
All alone without the origin of the creation, still a buzz is made, flyin' gods form a vortex of bugs
Penthouse kept high with pent up emotions, catchin' the buzz and rockin' the roll, dead man free
Being a day old or a century later, death calls, corpus dilecti comes to get repaid, a loan Ala God!
Turtles and princesses more than likely have caused this predicament of extinction's species rig
All of our kin who lived and died without our help have a message left over with a barnyard pig
Homeboys and homegirls out at the lake for the party before the big graduation day from a gig
Schooled in university professor style, graduates of the Homeboy schools, doin' what we all dig.
Who can forget about what you drank and what you smoked other than you, recollect the gold
Back in the woods, buried the stash deep down underground by elms & birches, I'm drunk & old
About seven decades from the first Cause, Final End is coming, all people on Earth know the drill
You're born either in love or hate and all of y'all die in the Great Beyond where we love road kill.
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r j j stephan, i
c. Dimanche, February 21st, 2021 Anno Domini
{ Drafted while jammin' to Luke Bryan - One Margarita link @ https://youtu.be/YEq-cvq_cK4 & gonna get drunk on a plane soon link @ https://youtu.be/QrM39m22jH4 & somewhere on a beach too @ https://youtu.be/QrM39m22jH4 }
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