#FinkUniversityGraduate #PlayinThePlayers #SweetNirvana @FrankZappa & HOURS of #JoesGarageETC @FatsDomino #Josephine

 

4TH MONTH SWEET ZAPPA. NIRVANA'S WET COSMIK DEBRIS
In the center of the maelstrom, the whirling feeling you get is life being conceived to wit
Your origin and destination are one and the same, you and the rest of the DNA is caput
Nothing personal and it's an unintended consequence of a gravitational collapsing bang
Bigger than anything like King Kong or Godzilla, as big as you'd want a monster bogeyman.

Forever or just a flash in the pan, it's all one and the same thing, a genius and an idiot
Mated to become this thing that reads and writes as if it's a gift from gods in Valhalla
Zeus to Isis to Thor, Mercury to Mars and Venus, it's all a saga written while stoned cold
In any case, spells of the WORDs, cause April's showers, shadows of a hotty Cinderellas.

In the first place you begin in last place and try to accelerate to catch up with ma's daddy
Leaders changing like the wind blowing to four corners of a spherical, empty shell of caves
It's home though, the only place I've ever known, one I can recollect, 208 bones in a grave
A dream ended and the miracle is that It's really over when it's over, nothing remains to be.

Looked like a monkey, a chimp, an ape-god that looked all too human to scientific Time warps
Therefore, I must be what I am, what I look like even when blinded by hot harbor lights of a city
It's not fair to say anything so there's no reason to hold back, nothing is fair as well as bein' risky
Void in the music's rhythm & One & the Many in the beats, stanzas to melodic flats & sharps.

Out of the shadow, just a clump of matter usin' the century old water and air to metabolize Sun
A star in the middle of millions of miles of wideness from a galaxy to infinity, white dot of scum
From my lips to God's ears which is impossible yet if I can blow horns and beat drums, It Is Done
All over the tic toc and the hilarious comedy and tragedy of the faces in the Book, that was fun!

by
r j j  stephan, i
c.  Saturday, April 17th, 2021 Anno Domini @ 3:33 PMPST
{  Complicated the enlightenment without a smile or a word on Being & Staying alive; listenin' to @RobinTrower #BridgeOfSighs (as I did back in 1975, thanks @Gerhardt_Glass, brother from another mother, thanks for your service to our great country!  #OORAH  }
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#AllmanBrothers #AndrewsSisters #StatesboroBlues & sheet...come on gramma, #LetUsRock ! Yeah ! #SweetCandyO (I Need You) @TheCars

ONE BY A HAIR, ROCKIN' 'TIL THE ALARM #WOKE ME, LOVE FOOL'S GOLD
Once my father told me he was kidding when I had always thought he was a fool's serious beats
Be a cub scout, a baseball player, a dancer, a scholar, a rock battle warrior to the boogie scrum
He launched me into the university's bachelor degree, in honor of his father who enlisted him
Into the anchors and waves of ultraviolet blue and infrared, where he resides in blues' rhythm.

Function of the good, the bad & ugly anthropomorph blown foghorns & beat eardrums ablast
Nothin better than above or below the melodies and monkey heartbeats, to feel it won't pass
Yet like a candle in the wind, although you didn't know it when you woke in fake morning dew
What you were & what you are isn't what you would soon be, like it or not, you gots to boogie!

Hounddog daughters flown in from Fairbanks from only God knows where, it's a party in here
Never in jail because the prisoners are in charge and the guards are their consciences, a kicker
Dreamin' in color once again where everybody is black and white, a clear skin spit curl twister
Dancin' to the beat, movin' two feet and droppin' the babies down on the ground, hey mister!

Did you see what I saw?  I saw the boogie, the bee double O, gee eye E!  My feet can't stop it
Twistin' toes tippin' & skippin' to the beats of strings, horns & drums, who cares if you're a fit
Dancin' around slippin' and slidin' to the mixes between sets, I'm the DJ of the notes of a siren
Apes' squaws and the slips and slides across pow wow dance floors make blood & a redskin.

I used to swing your bones around in circles on the floor until you didn't let me catch it, cool
That was a good time rockin' around the clock whether we liked it or not, it was over soon
Quick as guy named jack jumpin' over a lit candlestick, no reason for it just did it to be a fool
Shook and jumped up and down about 500 times every Friday night at the sock hop, aw cool!

Elite in common with the movement of the rock and roll, bones movin' the muscles' groove
Spun the yarn into a rat's nest of blown nitro glycerin, finger poppin', shoulder crackin' love
As if the boppin' up and down didn't do anything to your heart and soul, just keep it up there
Nothing matters to a perfect human, when you're dead nothing matters, y'all win by a hair!

by
r j j  stephan, i
c.  Friday shakin' the rocks April 16, 2021 Anno Domini
{  Drafted while fallin' up and jumpin' down to @TheAndrewsSisters #jOSEPHjOSEPH #BelMirBistDuSchon & HITS on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/Pf2of-0KjL8 }
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#DontLetHerRattleYou #EstherIsTheOne #CheckYourSix @Kenny_Chesney @ZZTop etAlSurprises

<3 #Senior Moment <3
SADDLE UP YOUR PONY, LET'S RACE IN THE 1/4 MILE
There must be a point to sitting at a bar when a guy walks in to tell a joke to a sober bartender
I never can guess the punch line and most of the time, the joke's on you not me, the undertaker
Embalmed in a box or ash in an urn or back into the duck soup of your Mama, earth's outrage
You can become the least likely to survive at the success in the concrete jungle, a steel cage.

Figured out the deal with the whole shebang & I got to One End just like y'all will, love hot sin
Sun, moon, planets, dark stars, red giants, white dwarves, google It & see Thor's atomic fizzin'
Forms and the matter which comprises the form, the shape of animated mass, I'll get ahead
All or Nothing can stop death, being the Ends for all of Life, regardless of shape, God is dead.

Don't mark my words since none of them are my own, I'm on borrowed time with the Truth
To let you and I into the Void while we're alive and well is impossible so don't go all forsoothe
In and out with the burgers and the wasteland back to which they've come, grain I used to sire
Not to mention the raw or burnt sea and land animated forms, evolved out of the muck's mire.

I thanked my mother and father for originating my being in this form, here, now eyes wide open
Laid all of my 208 bone life down on the line when I crossed it, found nothing but empty ZaZen
Fine and invisible to the sensation in any of the six senses, angels above, so below what I am, so
Cooked or frozen cold raw, brittle & ready to become the shattered rock diamond, Let's Blow!

Over purple plains' blue grass to the red dirt of Sierra Nevada's fool's gold dust veins, Hangtown
It's all you get for jumpin' claims or claimin' that you have priority one over the hobo god clown
Old timer, bearded & loaded down with camp gear & a shovel to dig dusty dirt, Eureka's dames
A fool for the black stockings of the Coloma and Georgetown girls, workin' the taverns & claims.

by
r j j  stephan, i
c.  Vendredi, April 16th, 2021 Anno Domini @ 9:11 AMPST
{  Drafted while jammin' to @ZZTop #Deguello (1979) on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/PiSF7IMUTZM }
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#EyeTakeTheFifth ... I mean... #EyeDrinkAFifth #RainingTacos @Joe_Paggs @Armstrong_GettyRadio #DontTazeMeMan

DEBT TAXES DUE #DuckPorridge #DudePutTheDuckBack #ItsRaininTacos #DoubleSpeak #AllDayMusic
Sometimes, the Truth is as good as it gets but sometimes a great lie isn't so bad or aqua blue
Are you getting the drift of a cool breeze, a scent is overwhelming like #Taboo for likes of you
Skipping to the defining of my terminology, begin at the origin, dark matter?  I'll void all of It
Then after a linear abstraction to create an essence of what I am, matter's atomic energy lit.

Super or not just a man or a woman that came from One confused entity of 3 First causes
Here and now is the routine that comes once the #BigBang has become a singularity silence
Symptomatic or not, you got the Vid19, even superman's gonna fade, no teats & tiny feats
Give or take the help wanted signs out of the windows, you've got no help on the streets.

Subways & turnpikes connecting fake emptiness together for the sake of no purpose, et al
Punks, junkies, idols and the no-counts on the dark side where the bogey man recovers junk
Brings the junk near the railroad tracks that run through a golf course's pass, Del Paso funk
Tee up on the 6th hole, gonna drive up the fairway to the 3 par double click-bait, go to Hehl!

Blinking the blinded eyes because the black lights have burned neon into white unsquare knots
Mentally not physically extinct now and then, terminally empty of the atoms of not have nots
Jerks at the soda fountain or the turkey trots, all of them are all in, bettin' on the dealer's debt
'Ends' is a house of cards, it'll always fall like it's origin, fake-divine, atomic fission's missile pet.

Conclusion that you exist on the right or the left of the center is as invalid as you before breath
Justified existence or not, you'll die, everyone you love & hate will die, ash/boned in a mound
Likin' the threats but nobody else cares 'bout capitol's punishment, a One remains underneath
Electrocuted, hung by feet or neck, upside down, Gold nailed to a timber "X", #Death is around.

by
r j j  stephan, i
c.  Thursday, April 15th, 2021 Anno Domini @ 09:59 AMPST
{  Jacked up listenin' to @Armstrong_GettyRadio & playin' the #WARtheBandLIVE link @ https://play.hbomax.com/feature/urn:hbo:feature:GYEJ89wviKqiAZgEAAAAe }
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#NeedTortillas #RaininTacosOutTheSky

@BareNakedLadies @Genesis @Microbes & @ToraToraTora my arse sux wind! #BruceLeeBestestScuffles

IPSO FACTO, EXIT PANDEMIC RIGHT ON THE LEFT
Just like what you don't know won't hurt you, what you do know will kill you in a hundred years
Prominent among tattooed necks and stinkin' body odor of the unclean, unshaven & in arrears
My obligation's silence, just like the day before a Big Bang, the herd couldn't be seen from afar
Every aisle is empty & soon, you yourself will follow suit, you'll see what silences a Bugatti car.

If and only if the bare, naked ladies give up the skin in the game then we'll be all fired up high
Flame throwers disintegrating all of the flies on the walls of the four corners of the rubic cube
Inside and outside, six in & six out, I've got your six and I don't need anyone from out of town
Ne'er depend on your cover, it'll be long gone or asleep at the wheel when the chips are down.

Microscopic microbes rulling the living and the dying, they are all that matters on Earth's dust
Out of this planet's hold on our souls, there's nothing else we can comprehend, apes who cuss
Restless and getting less calm as I meditate on my naval and my holy past, livin' the dream, son
Ape's wasted in search of a holy grail that can't be full of blood so blue until it bleeds, it is done.

by
r j j  stephan, i
c.  Mercredi, April 14th, 2021 Anno Domini @9:11 PMPST
{ Finished this in Rock silence & rewarded with the movie @ToraToraTora on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/LckXeIlNXuw & a #GirlScoutCookie or 2!  Puffed!?  }
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#UpsideDown & #Backward is the #DownsideOfPirates #NoneOfYoBidniz

MY BUGATTI AIN'T MY DAD'S '57 CHEVY, #ThisFreaksOutGod *
Maintain the attitude of the gods or the kings, you will fight to survive the threat of being broken
Yelling louder than your mother when she bore you into the world, as we know it, the apple's sin
Miracle is that you even got here for a New York minute or a Second City tick, a vacuum reality
One or many tocks of the clock, sun dial or electric, digital or roman numeral, 0100 to 2359, see?

There's the evil spelled backward, what is live?  A liver is alive & when it dies, the thing does too
Riots in the street by healthy livers of life, dressed as if the color of skin matters to the grim reap
Nothing to see here and there's no wisdom to pass on to my haters or my kinfolk, it is what it is
Cause of the first effect of me is long gone, first breath I sucked I blew out with a twisted shout!

Lookin' in the mirror, seeing the others around me in real life #IRL that appear to be humanity
I see the same thing even a blind woman can see, same as a man with visions of twenty twenty
Absence of talking to one another, in a dialogue or a lecture without questions, A+ finally, WAR
Brilliance of the Void remains to be seen, lookin' in through the out door, panties hit the floor!

Hard & legal, #JesusChrist-Ion @ChiefGreenbud or @ricoSacto #Merlot, #MillerLight, #Blackfoots
Don't worry, I ain't got no driver's license but I can drive 2 or 18 wheels, yo' mama wears CBoots
Ears and ideas can get no satisfaction until the inside of a casket or an urn can be imagined, yet
To be real is to know and to be the illusion that the minds outside of your head perceive, phqyt!

Calling into the echo chamber of the cyber-system, you hear nothing and cannot see One Word
Sensational perception of the extraordinary effects which have no Cause of their immortality
In a Void or in a garden created from the emptiness before Time began, prehistoric ape herd
Evolved or just a static DNA pool without significant mutation to allow natural selection's fee.

Random fortune is a golden rule without malintent from a thing itself, supernova pre-afterbirth
Energy is an effect of material explosions of microscopic bits of Hydrogen, Nitrogen & Oxygen
Positioned in between a thriving genome with an unlimited food supply & your mother's Earth
Moon glows in the dark from the sunlight, a #LittleDeuceCoup easy come, easy now, original sin.

Spent cash getting loaded because the doctor told me that the specialists opined on bein' baked
You will die before your time with or without the smoke, nobody wants to roll a joint all alone
But I gotta do what I gotta do, it's a rough road but I'm on the path now & can't stop my mouth
Or maybe this is the day nobody can know, a day you're gonna die, mindlessness freaks you out.
by
r j j  stephan, i
c.  Mardi, April 13th, 2021 Anno Domini    *Drafted in the AM/PM or the White Hen in the USA!
{ Drafted while listenin' to @George_Carlin stand-up ON #Religion & @Joe_Pesci to #KillYa on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/2tp0UNcjzl8 }
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FUBAR
W.W.A.R.D.?

#WantNoneOfYoPity @Robin_Trower @FamilyGuy #RockinMidnightToSix #WoodyAllen #UltimateFamilyGuyCompilation #SongsOfTheUngratefulLiving #SadGirl @Everlast #GangsterBoogie #PapaCallsHerCookie #DAP

 FADED TO BUGATTI, YOUR MOTHER'S FATHER'S MUSTACHE
Creating something from nothing at all but the analysis of a dream's Truth, an abstract concept
A cartoon-like monster movie or a scary cinematic fiasco goin' in and out of God, a holy adept
Oneness after death won't do any of us any good at all if we're unconscious of being It, the Five
With language, wordsmith sounds formed by air-forced breath being blown, Scratch's hand jive.

On driving a Bugatti from Italia or California on the One, north to south or vice versa on a boat
A ship on which the mates yell to the mirage, ahoy, matey!  Ahoy!  We're comin' aboard crew
Dream ends again, it always does, just like that, as above it happens, so below it happens too
Don't know why other than that's the way love is baby, the way it's always been man, just float.

God or Kong, manifestation of the Many hatched with neither mother nor father, asexually son
Daughter unnecessary as a sister or a brother, all there is can only be allowed air time's acumen
Once the breath ceases, lit mirrors go dark, girl scout cookie mints get smoked, boy scout troops
Will be what'll be as usual, as it's always been, Earth spins, wobbles, orbits, we circle, fruit loops.

Deeds have been done, you're likely an accident of nature or a phenomenal crisis, environmental
An egg hatched, indeed, no authority or responsibility to offend others or defend oneself, survival
On having your father's mustache here & now on my face, that is one of the facts of life, that said
Cartoon record playin' 78 RPM or 33 & 1/3 leaves you nothin' but 45's, shot bullseyes in the head.

The mental problem fix is in, therefore extinction is immanent, Time flies like shadows but why?
Hung up on the creation of the creatures & then realize that if we're all alive, we're all gonna die
End game is the checkmate & the pause afterward to make the movie appear to be a sugar shack
Celluloid or cybernetic, I think therefore I am as fancy as fancy does, appearance fades to black.

by
r j j  stephan, i
c.  Mercredi, April 14th, 2021 Anno Domini @ 3:33 AMPST
{ Drafted while watchin' & guffawin' at #UltimateFamilyGuyCompilation on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/d6q36dsIFlE }
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#Footloose #HolyBlownDown @SacramentoKings @JasonW @DFox #BluesTraveler @SacramentoKings

AN AMINO ACID'S MIRACULOUS SEARCH, DNA MIND'S MATTER
Spinnin' in anti-matter, around the Rosy's ring, just like the old days, askew fetal hemotoma
School's abort seeds of fat men and skinny women tryin' like hell to find a stairway to Donna
They told me it wouldn't be easy but they didn't tell me that it would all be over in an itty bit
Nobody lives forever, if you're good or bad, ugly or beautiful, get all footloose to end the skit.

Leaving your legacy or nothing at all matter little to the divine providence buzz saw my soul
Remember this, you won't remember anything a moment after your mortal wound's swoon
Nobody will lament what you forgot to say or do, nobody will think of your tombstone hole
Only you & I know better than anyone else, that this dream is a dream in a dream of a goon.

Baby cried first, thrived second & died third in the final act of the play, a finale of fool's gold
Ruptured in the rapture before the unknown became present for creation to murder the old
By accident or degeneration of the action, old body becomes dead, decrepit in rigor mortis
Nothing left over, no soul or spirit here and now or then and there, safe travels to the bliss.

Kidnapped kids who still have diapers that stunk all the way to school graduation's diploma
 Gods learned nothing from the Big Bang, lucky they couldn't forget about it, makin' a kid
Unborn and unconceived, language without subjects and predicates, woman with no man
Mickey the monkey and mighty mouse found out that masks cover up the nose, teeth & lips.

Using the force of happiness to apprehend the philosophy of life without being asleep in bed
Lost in Space up a creek without a paddle or even an equation to approach the value of zero
Minions filling the Void with noise like the Cosmic Soup boiling gas bubble poppin' the corn
A mirror to see the Truth to see one's self, the skin, the bone, the hidden blood trap of scorn.

Apes mocking one another from infancy to the adolescent trouble maker, the generator's fleet
Getting to the point, it's as moot as it was the First Day that the Earth was in play, God's dread
Not only because it was all that could be done but also it was the First Cause suckin' hind teat
Now lotus, set in peace of love, for the sake of Nothing else but being-staying Alive, not dead!

by
r j j  stephan, i
c.  Mardi, April 13th, 2020 Anno Domini @ 5:55:55 PMPST
{Drafted to #Footloose #ComeOnB4WeCrack youTube classic link @ https://youtu.be/0rLhJZTHYo4} FINIS
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KING KONG vs. GODZILLA & EVERYTHING MOVING - 2021 Anno Domini #GitGit #RollWithIt @SteveWinwood @Eric_Church

THAT WAS A COLD ONE, KONG!  BLOWN MIND MATTERS
Spun threads of anti-matter, around a Rosy ring, like in the olden days, cromagnon hemotomas
School presence of fat men & skinny women tryin' like hell to find stairways to bloody enigmas
They told me it wouldn't be easy but they didn't tell me that it would all be over in a tiny bit
Nobody lives forever, if you're good or bad, ugly or beautiful, we'll all get to the end the skit.

Leaving your legacy or nothing at all matter little to the divine providence buzz saw my soul
Remember this, you won't remember anything a moment after your mortal wound's swoon
Nobody will lament what you forgot to say or do, nobody will think of your tombstone hole
Only you & I know better than anyone else, that this dream is a dream in a dream of a goon.

Baby cried first, thrived second & died third in the final act of the play, a finale of fool's gold
Ruptured in the rapture before the unknown became present for creation to murder the old
By accident or degeneration of the action, old body becomes dead, decrepit in rigor mortis
Nothing left over, no soul or spirit here and now or then and there, safe travels to the bliss.

Kidnapped kids who still have diapers that stunk all the way to college graduation diploma glee
 Gods learned nothing from the Big Bang, lucky they couldn't forget about it, a backbone slips
Unborn and unconceived, language without subjects and predicates, woman's magna cum laude
Mickey the monkey and mighty mouse found out that masks cover up the nose, teeth & lips.

Using the force of happiness to apprehend the philosophy of life without being asleep in bed
Pick the force that will put the eff in funk and shock the monkey into an anticlimactic catatonia
Mountains, valleys, rivers, lakes, oceans of the living and the dead who used to live in synch
With the rhythm and the rhyme of monkeys' kin, the naked apes who scream and growl sin.

Rivals have come and gone, some involuntarily and others without resistance to my Will's Id
Occurrence of the birth of doppelgangers to every last human alive, here and now, what I bid
Higher low, an ante higher than my stache and the final call of your bluffing, shoulder blades
Light of the sun in the shadow of moonshine I drank from a jug, closed my eyes behind shades.

What purpose are you entertaining as your prime objective today and tonight, never tomorrow
Present is the Time and this is all there is for all of us, here in this place in Space, rottin' slow roe
Kill to eat, swallow the sea,  you'll mutate into a pillar of salt, at rest after gravitational collapse
Being Time & Space, I'll be long gone with all hands on deck, here & now, God'll blow my TAPS.

by
r j j  stephan, i
c.  Mardi, Aprile 13th, 2021 Anno Domini @ 12:21 PMPST
{ Drafted while watchin' @Godzilla vs. @KingKong 2021 A.D. on HBOMAX  link @ https://play.hbomax.com/feature/urn:hbo:feature:GYFEzmwNES16GkQEAAAAC }
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NOTHING DOING, EVERYTHING'S BROKEN by ONE, THE MANY #1stWomanOnTheMoon #1stPeasantOfColorOnTheMoon *

A FLY IN THE OINTMENT, STAB YOUR ARSE & ARMS

Putting the most you've ever given to anyone else right there in front of the present microchips

Then you'll die and leave some legacy behind, whether it's intelligent or counter-intuitive flips

Perfunctory this matter and energy, all that it is, was and will be the whole shebang, more or less

You and I won't know in a hundred years what was right and what was wrong about the analysis.

 

Service is an option as diametrically opposed to alternatives, metaphysical adepts, sons of Nepal

There's a circadian rhythm to the rhyme on which we all base our conjecture proof of Truth, see pal

You've got more or less the finished product of human evolution, it's a dead end, nothin' but a hole

Rockin' chair moves to and fro for Ma even after Pa had a seizure in the nerves and bloody soul.

Comedy trippin' in a tragedy from the orphanage where mama left me, she was a sister, in a holy see

That's all the love hangin' out of her, drippin' onto the huge rosary of beads, mouse clickin' insanity

For the ends justify the means in some specific cases of Momentous Events, tiny gangster skirmishes

Four by four marching to final four Ends where the appetite eats dead plant, animals & dead fishes.

Performing the actions on the stage when you're not afraid to get to the end of the play, a gay finale

No levity in the situation when it's Time, yours or mine, Time is money & the cash is up top's sum

Sudden impact when the shattered bits and pieces coalesced into a pile of heathen blind faith sale

Your idea of a revolution is as foreign as Saturn, Jupiter or Uranus, holding Neptune's plutonium.

Symbolic gesture of ahistorical data compiled into piles of divine smiles, silver dreams of God

As if the idea referred to is the actual thing itself, downloaded consciousness from solid rocks

Just because there was a Will of a Supreme Being, dreaming mind of a Buddah mind deep dive

Son, Father & a Holy Spirit in a bundle for a theological mythology, Earth moon & Mars live!

Perfect DNA modified to become degenerated due to wear and tear of friction and fake gravity

Hydrogen & oxygen with carbon based half-life radioactivity, theoretically, my origin's relativity

Atoms build like sticky blocks or blobs and in their inner code, become the form's secret code

Thinking and smiling about the fact that you're alive, here and now, you'll get by in laugh mode.

Going to where you can never return from, someday over the rainbow, way up high, a cold one

Space without anything living, dead and gone moving things, animals, growing synthetic sunshine

Dead, gone stardirt circling in elliptical orbit about the origin of it's unconscious verve, will supreme

It's the responsibility of nobody & there's nothing wrong with being right, a virus, a bacterium meme.

by

r j j  stephan, i

c.  Lundi, April 12th, 2021 Anno Domini @ 10:59 PMPST

{  Jammed listenin' to #TheLifeAcoustic @EVERLAST on youTube link @https://youtu.be/tKBcS4YJxkc }

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W.W.A.R.D.?

#GotAJonesFromSmith #TommyGunner @EVERLAST @DavidBowie #DARKStarz

REDSKIN & BONES PLUCKIN' WEEDS OFF GRAVES OF UNCLE BUDDY & AUNTIE GERT *
You ain't rollin' my stone in front of my tomb and stoppin' my spirit with an anti-matter tour
There is nothing that can keep me away from you, the living if I want to haunt you, mi amigo
Therefore, I am what I am, eating raw spinach or red hots & french fries' silver bullet terminator
Soul on fire and got cold before then final burst of a shine, brighter than a jetblack star's lingo.

Punks sayin' words that ring true compared to what?  Somethin' your mama said your pop did?
It's not their fault, they were only young girls raisin' babies into adults, flyin' by seats of panties
But lookin' real good, most lookin' so good before the first and after the third & last buck or doe
Shinin' their light from the bottom up to the top of the #BottomUp where even angels don't go.

It's unfinished not only because it's your #Woke consciousness' Will to Survive, to be or so be it
But also your stone in your mind and your hand is a notion that could melt away with a round
Random shot in the dark, you're not the target but you're the reason why you survived death
All but your mother wanted to see you die even if they needed to wait for It, puffin' breath.

Weak or strong, sometimes one way or the other matters and sometimes it don't, my cherry pie
I get a Jones for a slice or two now & then, I even get a fever and a thirst for the pits' sweet G.I.
Numb flesh down to the bone marrow, I don't like that & I want to dash & cry, I know it's futile
Resistance to the power that is, gravity and galactic solar system's children stories of scat piles.

Rocks & pebbles skipped hard & soft rock stages where bones beat skin & twanged stainless steel
Air blown sound merged with dead silence to create the rhythm & melody of the holy symphony
Treble & bass infused in the ABCDEFG sharps & flats on the cleffs, pops said it pays to be a phony
Thoughts to be the music in the middle of neither men nor mice, just a bystander of nappin' seals.

Cookin' a spoon on a candle stick in the prison cell when the guards are paid to pretend it's cool
Warden changed things, everybody addicted hung themselves by dawn from their homemade rig
Sorted out the chaff and the remains were the cream of the crop who were best at bein' a fool
All of the kings and queens women & men were all just too human to be the Truth, a GD shindig.

Meanin' no offense to the popes, cardinals, bishops, priests, pastors and ministers, a lonely road
I chose to go on that middle path, there was no force other than logic & rational thought's load
Never a crowd around me to help carry my load, it's my own load to bear, it's my Will, I'm a fan
No worries I got fire-TNTcandy, jumpin' district red-yellowish blues, wide-open mama's hand!

I made a commitment to every move you make from the wake-up to the wink-wink time space
Feeling in the inside goes outside but there's no reason for being dependent on mankind, oh gods
Meaning as much about Nothing as you've ever wondered before and never will in a #Futurama
I don't need it, I want it because the alternative is a long-time Void, boring part of the act-drama.

Conception in my father-mother mercy on my soul, unabashed & dependent only on space-time
Sons of guns and bitches' lemonade & philosophical gibberish qualifying as unintelligible rhyme
Grateful for the random chance I've entered the matter in some capacity allowing introspection
Dead in the dark alone, little American falling darkstar, mortally wounded in counter-revolution.

by
r j j  stephan, i  { I'm horrid & horribly undead, et tous?  }
c.  Dimanche, April 11th, 2021 Anno Domini @ 07:11 AMPST
{  #Gashed out the cosmos without permission this AM, layin' back in Sacto gettin' a rise out of @Everlast #EatAtWhitey's from 2000 A.D.  #HITs like #StoneInMyHand, #SadGirl & #BlackJesus youTube link @ https://youtu.be/tKBcS4YJxkc }
* { Hollar out, random ancestor dedication to my dad's sister Gertrude Stephan-Flashing & her husband Buddy Flashing, Fireman extraordinaire (#SuperDuperman) }
FINIS
W.W.A.R.D.?