@BlueCheer #Hurrah #HipHipHurray #DontTicTocToe @RockyAndBullwinkle #DeaconBullwinkle

UNDERGROUND VISION  IN A BAY OF SFO LOVE, KISSES, HUGS & AIDED BONES

Power in the dark matter particles within and without the matter and the gut worm

Computers' calculations should and do become the proof that at least One exists

Who reads and who writes about what cosmos thinks, how crystals make the form

Controlled electron explosion of neutrons and protons, a trifecta in the trilogy cysts.

Science which is a wild guess at the reason for being alive other than inhumane quirks

Of the homo sapiens and the animals they eat and use for clothes and creature comfort

There is nothing more than some benign teeth of a toothless saber-toothed tiger to hurt

Nobody is safe from the predators who want to kill for hunger or for sport, Earth works.

Broken rock and Rubic cubes of rubber in a cornucopia of flombay sherbet ice, fire crack

Out of the morons and idiots in the pool, feces and urine from kids and jerkoffs who suck

Cleaned bases that were loaded everytime I came up to pinch hit all walks, 4 runs, no hits

Heads banged, arms twisted, legs broken with a foot in the grave, gang life winning, fun!

If my family needs help, the gang fulfills, if the gang needs help, I fulfill the request, +  or -

If you don't know what I mean then there's nothing to see here, who loves your highness?

I may renew the request if you don't back off, you may be surprised as you're goin' down

Took a step back from the door, it opened wide and revealed nothing but a blinkin' frown.

Dug the holes deeper than the original trenches, an old troll camp left witch's sand bologna

Broken to bits, shined glass that looked like fragmented stained obsidian from new Arizona

I could have made an error when I made my first move on the board, trolls are the doo-hacks

Cooked well on the darkside of the tunnel of love, boiled vapor, body, soul & all the stacks.

Grid of DNA recombining to elicit the highest evolution of sentient chemicals called 'em Souls

Fear above and below the beautiful and dreadful, either way you're alive, it's a mind bender

Treasure in my chest, heartbeating the rhythm to the rhyme, letting it be like a surrender

Existing in the desperation of searching for peace and destruction, death to the epic trolls!

by

r j j  stephan, i

c.  Samedhi, May 29th, 2021 A.D. @ 3:33 PMPST

{  Banished from the ville for life, wrote this while listenin' to @EricClapton @SteveWinwood, @GingerBaker & @RickGrech of @BlindFaith #DeluxeEdition link @ https://youtu.be/MKGbVXDj5vo }

FINIS

W.W.A.R.D.?

 

#EntitledSonsOfBeachGods #Cottonmouths & #BLANKSpades @Clapton & @Cale #AzureBlues #MissingPersonWhereAreYOU?

HITCH A RIDE, GET WOKE FAR DOWNUNDER GOD'S QUIET RIOTS

You and I are lucky to be alive and due to that fortune, we get to get put down and die

Either involuntary disease or accident of causes and effects, bottom line's question, why?

There's no way that this Earth's life is the only life in the solar system's galaxy, can't be

If you were blind, not even hindsight to see anything to do with light or forms, you'd see.

Imagine for a moment, you were shot into outerspace by NASA or the minions of atheists

Eventually, in a short period of time, anyone would realize that Time means sunshine rays

Neither a ticking of a clock or a digital compilation of repetitive Arabic scratches are the One

One is within and resides way out of the atmosphere beyond the star clusters of atom-fun.

Desire and need have nothing to do with the momentum of the gravitational collapse, so

Expand as long as you can ride that wave, surf it in the curl, the head or tail, just hang ten

Conditions are at their highest quality for the fit to survive the natural selection, I'm a man

You may or may not be but if you can read the WORD, know this, I'm asleep in a dream can.

Do not awaken the giant inside of the bones, hiding from the light of today to keep the peace

Safety for the evil genii that roam the planet for plunder, then reproduce the retrograde fleece

Yesterday and tomorrow, you'll know because you've always known, it is what it is, wizard's Id

Neither the good nor the bad guy, a little bit ugly but not abhorrent, don Juan lover off the grid.

Impudent and unapologetic I am, it's not my parents' faults, they're benevolent innocence mine

Hidden deeper than anyone outside of me can find, there is no light down that holy gold signoff

Amen, so be it, to her & him and y'all on all seven dried rock, on which herds of Animalia whine

About survival, about hunger for consumption of the growing and living things, a mortal jago#f.

It ain't your fault nor your kin's intent to create a life of pain & suffering for your rewarded hog

A reincarnation excuse for settling for abuse and anti-survival behavior of the bon fire, hot dog

Inside the nucleus, inside of the proton where the neutron remains at one, at rest, a code red

There's a dark, dank sanctuary in this holy of holies, heathens & atheists reside in it, we dead?

Gambling that the gold you earned, found or stole from someone will multiply the take by six

So you play cards in Reno and win one G, then return back down to the high balls that curved

Rendezvous with the few as little as possible to mimic the end of days, atoned axe's hot licks

Time in Space created for smokin' buds, fired-up & smokin' humanity's ashes, altarboy served.

by

r j j  stephan, i

c.  Saturday, May 29th, 2021 Anno Domini @ 9:11 AMPST

{ THERE, but for the grace of the gods go I, me & mine, drafted in a vacuum jammin' to #TheRoadToEscondido by @JJCale & @EricClapton link @ https://youtu.be/lxLEKPgvbYs }

FINIS

W.W.A.R.D.?

 

#FORGETaboutIT

#KissMyDNA #AintThatSomethin'? #Zorro #Homer #Bart #YoMama #TheStylistics

ABSOLUTE LIBERTY DEPENDS CENTER OF A ZORRO* ZERO

Just 'cause you think you're a pretty puss, don't mean you're so smart, you gnome

It takes a full grasp of rationality & irrationality to become just way too top shelf

Thinking apes sittin' around a campfire near the lakes and caves, oh sweet home

Talkin' Alabama up to Northern California on down south to Baja into a void gulf.

Awaken from the dream and stare at the moonshining in your window, see light

Reflection of the leftover sunlight from our star, the sun itself boundin' back to us

Over 360 thousand miles back and forth to the moon from Earth, more or less is

All you need to know, we make matter itself travel at the speed of sound, we fight.

To be or not to be the man or the woman descended out of the muck and mire tea

Some mythological record of nobody's recollection, presence at the original cosine

An @Apple in the cloud for a data dump, you're an android in the @Parlor liberty

Killed critters & plants after raising them from egg & seed, takes God's eye to see.

Think about saving yourself from rigor mortis, think that blind faith is the way to go

That's just fine to see the light and get blinded, the boss knows, the minions know

From Earth way down below where my feet rest upon a cement slab's Persian rugs

Iraq or Iran on a magic carpet ride over the sea to the land of the free, smokin' nugs.

You don't know like I know or maybe you do know more than I know, in and out or go

Jump into the lake or off of the cliff and either swim or fly, either way you're gonna die

Breathing and thinking that you exist will cease, memory of consciousness will go dry

Left over for a feline's historical record, buried in dirt, look away, baby look away, blow.

Freak of nature from the gene pool just beyond the horizon, cannot get some cornpone

You from the wrong coast if you're from the heartland of a continent of fool's fake bone

Get the job & then figure it out later, who is the congenital liar, after all's said, it is done

Produce the junkies and bums, produce the townsquare criers who protest it all, so fun.

by

r j j  stephan, i  { #zorro }

c.  Saturday, May 29th, 2021 A.D. @ 4:44 AMPST

{ Drafted while listenin' to @SteelyDan #PretzelLogic https://youtu.be/S643jMNqY2U }

FINIS

W.W.A.R.D.?

#GameShowYouAlwaysLose #WinningMonopoly #LyinLiarNaturally #HolyArse #ShyTown #ElevatedTrain #AboveTheFloodPlain #WHOlovesYouBaby?

PERFECT DELUSION OF TROLLS, SCRATCHIN' FOR MY 2 CENTS

Kitties in the middle of the fray wondering exactly why it smells so bad around Man's scat
Long ago back in the day when we lived upwind from the ones that caused a blink of an eye
Mothers, sisters, brothers and absentee fathers got together in a state of holy welfare #Fat
Apes walkin' upright, naked with fur and fat to keep the bones warm enough to duplicate It.

Cancer will do it but so will an accident or old age, either way the verve will slip away, my son
My daughters and sisters and mothers are saved by disregard for this ultimate way to a six gun
Snatched from behind, locked down by hundreds of pounds of feline menace, bytes to throats
All the data your rocks ever need to roll from volcano to the sea, monkeys jump in the moats.

Here is a conditional proposition for a deductive argument for reason & logic, if you live you die
Regardless of the ten commandments or the due process of municipal or country regulation pie
Gaols are empty, the prisoners are now on the loose again, without jobs, without cash, just bats
For their fellow men & women, their kin & friends, even Christians' foes who feed them to cats.

In the sixth sense, communication will stream to the open third eyes, uninflated for a free lunch
Jelly & peanut butter, fresh, white wonder bread, mock 1 to 3 stooges in a solipsistic superglide
Speeding down the wrong way on a one way street into the beach and the surf into the riptide
You don't know like I know, this feeling of Tides suckin' souls to the core of an Hawaiian punch.

You loved it so you lit it up & held up your hand until you burnt fingerprints off thumbs of nuns
Robbin' the banks & returning to sender, star from which we came, a heap of a big-bang zoom
Then in this oneness, this singularity, your boredom will fill the next explosion, an eon of puns
Promises to come back to pick you up and take you back home to the nest, to your living room.

Light 'em up if you've got 'em, you know what I mean when the stage goes dark, clear light see
Held tight to the last notes of sound from the drums, horns and electric strings, ears ring free
Everyday sound in the environment has departed my attention, gone stone deaf at high pitch
Constant as the universal, multidimensional Space & Time, Relativity, General & Specific itch.

by
r j j  stephan, i
c.  Vendredi, May XXVIIIth, MMXXI Anno Domini @ 9:11 AMPST
{  Drafted while listenin' to #11ReasonsToMoveToChicagoIn2021 @StevenRussellB link @ https://youtu.be/uPPNO3HF-uU }
FINIS
W.W.A.R.D.?

#EyesNeedAnMRI #NowOrNever #RockAndRollHighSchool @TheRamones #KZAP @KZAP #ROCK @SkyyrdsInnards @PaulaAbdul

 

TREE FAT MAMAS SITTIN' ALONE AT THE GRAVE, A DEAD FLOWER PIECE *
Once upon a time, I took myself out for a ride with a secret friend from a UFO queen's crown
Trust me when I say trust me, I wouldn't lie to you even if you were my ma or pa big @SMO
Never get caught in a lie 'cause it ain't my thing to fabricate Truth when i could lay it on down
In or out of the dream, I always won the games, I had all the pieces, all the power to pass go.

Nobody guarding the safe with the cash and diamonds, it's not mine, it's not yours, it's God's
Worry about this or that tomorrow, tonight we're gonna break in and absorb the profit gold
Sawin' the axe and blowin' the harp full of cool rhythm and blues, beatin' bass & tom tom too
Bloody fingers from the wood sticks cuttin' my thin skin, through the callouses and rags of do.

Motive for the madness outside the swampland and the meadowland up to the water's blues
Mothers and fathers left all the children off for the neighbors to tend to, hard to stay in place
When you've got that wanderlust and the ability to play the game with or without holy rules
This one time in space, a spell caused the magic to work without a wand or a bewitched brew.

Orphanage runaway or valedictorian of ivy league halls, all for One and One for all, that is all
Curves around in moves to the left and the right, back and forth, under and over kingdom hall
What you know you don't, this ain't an argument, it's Jim beam ray of moonshine, a fine wine
Smooth as silk goin' down, trigonometric brains into calculus of AMs & PMs, a murder cosign.

Cool cats pickin' and grinnin' up on the third stage's run at my bank of life's breath, God's chi
Maniacal form of drunken life, wanting to kill the living and eat the dead, like all our fathers
From the womb of all of our mothers, the darkness still moves us, beggin' us to return for tea
Moronic monkeys evolved into naked apes we revere as scribes and seers, just dead headers.

53 years ago in 1968, a bunch of time slipped by and turned into today, right here at the bow
Same space, different time, many revolutions of the planet's wobbling essence, can I say, gee
Of course I can, I just did and I will again, Gee!  Rules, theorems, corollaries in a matrix' flow
Bums and junkies used to be like all of us, born to loving moms, dead flowers, the scat of me.

by
r j j  stephan, i  *CheshireKitty for the @KZAP header!
c.  Thursday, May 27th, 2021 Anno Domini @ 8:30 Post Meridien, Pacific Standard Time
{ Drafted to @TheRollingStones #StickyFingers '71 link @ https://youtu.be/V0uzD5DMt8k }
FINIS
W.W.A.R.D.?

#GreetingsFromNorthHighlandsLowland #SteelyDan #RareEarth #BigBrother #DeadPOTUSz #RareEarthBand #SysyphusOnYouToo

STEEPER THAN EVEN EVE EVER WOULD HAVE THOUGHT

God told her just like he told Adam, you have no free will, you don't need to know it all monkey

Forget about the reason for your creation, your existence and your ending before your sky time

Out of everybody's hands and it's all left up to random fortune being a wild card jack of rhyme

Your soul's gonna go where it's gonna go, nobody else will ever know, a rigor mortis autopsy.

Love you leave behind with the dormant dreams of mothers, fathers, sisters and brothers all

Finish their own lives all alone, without me as I do without them, still I keep it movin' in a ball

Around and around, rolling and sometimes rockin' and slidin' on thin ice or skiin' with a blink

Balls of fire and rocks of ice put the nature of the beast ahead of the naked ape's soon extinct.

Fished and speared my lunch and supper, even on the day I was gonna die, I'd devour the dead

What moved and died kept me alive, nourished my skin and bones until the DNA gene of dread

Dropped the dime on my legs and arms, made my arse lay down on my back, immobile & done

Curtains around my hospital bed is what I saw after workin' for the pleasure dome home drone.

After the fall, you got your fur and headed for the corner, that's where I could always find her

On the avenue, past all the side streets and cul-de-sacs, a place in the middle of nowhere spins

In an infinite circular jerk of special g-strings hangin' off our daughters and sisters and wives

Shut our eyes doesn't get it out of my sight, good luck with yours, I got mine, gettin' the hives.

Underground or overseas matters very little, you may come and go in some smoke signal puff

Neverland in your wheels rollin' up to the drive-thru speaker to order the double animal style

All on the maximum power pullin' 6 G's to lightspeed and boom, back in the saddle over here

Time isn't longer than 2 days to the next star system, heard monkeys are waiting for us there.

One female astronaut & Nano computer inside a neutrino, consciousness' mood ring of DNA

Mission impossible, faithless solo mission complete in a century of sweet dope on a display

Nine, eight, seven...before the failsafe is past, a point of no return produces the cut from It

No more mother Earth, no fire, no bong-on, nothing to do but get to an end, Bodhisattva chit.

In search of what can never be, I found it near Eureka, up near the goldmines of the 49ers

Monkey purse full of the profits of growing the alien weed, to comfort the peasants' kids

Hate learning for the sake of being able to read, write and point to China Covid on the lam

All sick and tired, all China wanted to do was use a germ warfare weapon on Wuhan slam.

Where's the weapon lab in the USA?  It's a secret but China is not a secret, on the Boston kegs

Pushin' the tea out of old town out of upper, eastside by the #LSD where angels fear the dregs

Apes evolved into pushers & junkies, if not liquid or powder mainlined veins, up to the nodes

Immortal sentence for the original, mortal sin, being like God, down &  go straight motherlodes.

by

r j j  stephan, i

c.  Jeudi, May 27th, 2021 Anno Domini @ 3:33 PMPST

{  Jammed while mesmerized by a @SteelyDan #CountdownToEctasy on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/LzEZiyO_dp4 }

FINIS

W.W.A.R.D.?

@LosLonelyBoys #Rockin' @TowerOfPower #HITS #CantDrive55MPH @SammyHagar @ThreeDogNight #InTheMoodOrNot @RobertPlant

GOD MADE MAD DAMS, PLATO & THE.44's, HENCE, HORRIFOROUS WORRIES, YOU'RE FIRED {edit}

Nothing of substance & it's atomic content left when death calls your bluff, #FakeNews' hopes

Hunting the surface for something to eat without working for #FakeNews sin, white trash US

It's got a lot of good stuff the white boys just throw into the garbage cans #Saved by the popes

They have nice clothes on their fat covered bones, satin, silk, wool, fleece and I ain't jealous

If you move around inside of a shell and you can't get out to stretch your wings, you're a secada

Become a nymph for 13 years & One won't have predators & all of hatched egg young'll survive

Bums and the junk they peddle on the side streets and alleys among the throngs of succulents

It's a secada world again, this year is the 13th and the hatching will soon commence the scents.

Scribbled a message on a third dimension of the sky, we're upside-down & inside-out in the bed

Consider this, where you yourself, your super ego and Id go every night or day when you squirm

Nowhere, that's correct, it's identical to where you were 'fore a meeting of eggish pseudosperm

Perfection is never a problem, the whole universe is perfect, the parts when detached, undead.

Follow the facts & the politicians will follow you right off of the cliff, it's just this way, don't diz

Mere graffiti scribbled on subway walls, common idiots of epidemic proportions with no reason

No purpose to be alive but you know why you die, stop breathing a minute and boom, see son?

Sick no more in these 208 bones, multidimensional consciousness inherited from homo hablis.

Don't save & don't spend, follow a herd of sheeple right off the cliff to a brutal boneyard scree

I've no idea what kind of moron you think I am but I'm not your token #woke, single black hoe

Seventh son, I am what I am and I can't stands no more, would you mind gettin' off of my Hill

Hey!  Hee, come on man, you know the thing, I think I am, one lost & found spirit's rubber soul.

by

r j j  stephan, i

c.  Thursday, May 27th, 2021 Anno Domini @ 6:66 AMPST

{ Tripped out of my face & fingers this AM while listenin' to the @TowerOfPower #UrbanRenewal on youTube BEFORE the @Armstrong_GettyShow on @650KSTEAM #DarknessOfTheDay #ToP @https://youtu.be/UrxRJ9HlfZk }

FINIS

W.W.A.R.D.?

#SixteenCandles #AllYouNeedProcreation #SeeNothingInEverything #LikeItNot #Kinks #King & #DooWop #DrunkAsASkunk #SkunksDontDrink

STRUM OF STRUNG-OUT 6-STRINGS, A PHYSICAL GRAFFITI MIRAGE'S MIDNIGHT RIDE

There are no more than four, six or twelve strings of cryng sheep's guts in a symphonic hysterotomy

In this lit up world, as above this one & below everyone else's there's a reason for being here & now

Only one and one half hours to explain the nature of the cosmos to infidels with intellect deficiency

No way to explain the surprise at the dead end of information, before the garden of Eden's holy cow.

Divinity disapproved of the disobedience to the rule of law, the commandment to avoid the tiptap

From the knowledge tree's sap, gets you drunk so your own father doesn't know you, tip o' the cap

Hit those hardballs and the buckets for years from nine to seventeen, then the war of Da Nang got It

My time in this Space was not mine for forty five months and a basic training day, all on the GI teat.

Only won at the end when it felt I was losing the battle at the end of the war, wanted to AWOL chit

I stuck it out, in uniform and honored my commitment to God and my country, had a GI Bill party hit

Degreed, careered and retired from two entities who remunerated my Time with a stipend to die for

What you most probably will never know is what it means to be me, man, it's a trip if enter the door.

Transitory stages from pre-conception to post-mortem, has the a priori and the necessary a posteriori

For the propositional argument for the proof that what didn't exist in time can suddenly be created too

As if there's a painter or sculptor who creates a world renowned work of art & then disappears at sea

We're left with a master's piece in some 64 square chess board of first & last moves, stalemate blues.

Wandering around in the sand and stone garden parts that no longer are mastered by water's waves

Disappearing into outspace with the rest of the oxygen and hydrogen, leakin' out stratosphere caves

Little missies and the old maids and widows who outlive the naked skinned apemen, skinwalker's tea

I smoked it after I grew it and mixed it with the mushroom and the cacti concoction, surfin' Monterey.

Sweet and sour move the taste and smell into the holy, sweet spot that only you and I know, mai oui?

Or maybe not both of us but I do, can't explain it to the uninitiated ones who have not seen the lights

Being dead for a minute or two brings you where you wanna come back from but don't stay too long

Your time'll come when it's scheduled, it ain't random, it's all set but you've no clue & that's so wrong.

Confetti falling all around me, 360 degrees for some reason like gravity has no effect, dreamin' awake

Power to move stones and change minds from illogical arguments to the solution of their being woke

Culture creeps who were programmed by mean, ugly miscreants unaccepted by their own clan parties

Piercings everywhere from head to toe, hair sculpted to distract from the plain Jane or Juan tan faces.

Mortified by the Rastafarian symbolics, the streams of categorical imperatives, forms of Plato apology

To the society of men and women, who came and went before his screes in the squares with the elegy

To have been and to cease to be are all that could be downloaded into the dialectic for the sake of one

That one would be anyone who would not be scared stiff by the Truth about existence & eternity fun.

Live today, gone tomorrow is about all you can comprehend, forget about who told me & why I know

Now you know and that's all that's important, now you do what you wilt, the future is already, we died

Just like the Past, I kid you now, a momentary lapse of the Present, a reasonable time to need a blow

Of gods to save us from songs sung 'bout eternal suffering in a Nova cluster of Black Holes, let's ride!

by

r j j  stephan, i

c.  Mercredi, May 26th, 2021 A.D. @ 7:11 PMPST

{ Drafted jammin' to some #PhysicalGraffiti by @LedZeppelin from the @IrishO'African youTube channel link @ https://youtu.be/EH6I31ev1GM }

FINIS

W.W.A.R.D.?

#HappilyMarriedMan #AnAnthologyVolII #WearYourSMARTglasses

DIVINITY COLORED TAXES ABOVE & BELOW MAMA'S #LP WATCHTOWER

-------------------#SkipThis---GDTPM----------------
Bums and junkys conjure a daughter & son broulet but you can stuff IT where it can't shine
Lazy bones of soylent green drunk drones, dying to work & take CoVid tests, it's gold dough
Yet the chromosomes survive in other formats, in other shapes and sizes, in a world of chit
Betting that you don't have enough chit to pay for the trip you're on nor the one you get.

Well the payment is nigh but that's the least of your worries if you ain't armed with a wife
Thank the monkeys and chimps who want your money, your possessions, your family's life
To be the top of the pack is a place we all want to be but I am there, yes, I'm the One too
Giving away the punch line before the joke's set up, a way of workin' the room, too soon?

Songs sung to the sweet beats of the animal skins strung over the heavy metal's pi circles
All the girls went all the way and that is the end of the story, turned into the nuns' extinct
Of priestly bishoprics and papal judges of Good and Evil, ancestors all dead in Sing Sing's Sin
Original disobedience in a garden of Eden?  Come on man, you're pullin' my leg outlier it in.

Strings plucking the notes of A through G ad infinitum, octaves above and below the dead
Sleeping yet not dreaming yet, in a deadend Void between Light and Dark, star's black hoe
Unwound spool of fishing line at a three pound test, six inch leader & piece of pencil lead
This here & that there compared to nothing, frozen strings hung from nowhere you know.

In victimhood I emerge as predator, the one who kills the living to eat dead anima foo foo
Do you have to use those words to trigger responses of being all too human, y'all do tend to
Bongs bond us between heaven above & hell below where we all gotta go, played it all out
Had it all in the bag of unknowns multiplied times an e-thing cubed in a twisted round about.

Purple pundits and green, gargantuan plants over 10 feet tall, my buds deep purple angel dust
It won't hurt too long if you don't think about it, try to believe you imagined it, a wanderlust
Nobody believes anything they didn't go through themselves, skeptical 3rd eye spark of a spiff
We're all gonna die when it's Time, 'tis a BLIND leaps' faithful herd over Ma's proverbial cliff.

Where were YOU before your mother and father met in the testtube of an unholy 1st date
Place in space where the humanity is conceived and hatched from, my mama, free will fate
Without the XX the XY has no function, it exists for one reason in the universe, for hotrods
I am and you are, at some point down a coveted hobo road RR tracks, candle wax of gods.

Conviction of purple supremacy, when the cadaver has lost it's verve, well there you go now
Again and again, as if you have no recollection of chartreuse fragility, don't go on Jimmy crow
Yet again since day one in the fragility slammer, stuck mama's 208 bones in a DNA hoosegow
Nobody can be more woke than the deadhead's that run the Earth, in a NYC minute it'll blow!

by
r j j  stephan, i & #IDGAFWYT
c.  Mercredi, May 26th, 2021 Anno Domini @ 7:11 AMPST
{ Created while #Woke & pushing #WhitePrivelegeAndFragility the #GDPusherman & listenin' to @Steppenwulf #GDThePusherMan in a loop-link @ https://youtu.be/3XqyGoE2Q4Y }
FINIS
W.W.A.R.D.?

#NothingIfFree #IllTakeTheTrinity #GimmeTree #FlexMyPhalanges #BullwinkleSermon

SPIRITS' #USEofFORCE JUST LIKE YOURS & MINE
There is a reason for my madness but it's not gonna require a gag over my mouth, therefore I am
Runnin' the dozens through graveyards of brick-layed alleys full of garbage cans of weed grams
Mothers and fathers tried to pass the personal checks as rubber balls up against a stonewall dam
Contact with your eyes and your senselessness causes the death of your spirit's kickin' grape jams.

Monkeys visit your family's genetic inheritance & look like you but they're innocent, without guilt
Who said that the devil's in the metal?  Nobody, I just heard the phrase a moment ago, idiot built
Morons & imbeciles will blow our minds daily, 24/7/365 & you can bet your bottom dollar fleece
Conquered Ones who hated each other, stopped killing animals, starved to death, War is Peace.

Jock straps full of  DNA that will either be the harbinger of survival or extinction, signs in pieces
In the mortality of the original venial sins, the species mutated the meaning of substance's forms
What this means, to be a man or a woman on Earth, we're no angels, probably not demon worms
Cancel culture and the meaning of why you were born, why you will die, dream about Ends, finis.

Animal farms are allowing the animals to live and die as it should be, murder isn't incorporated
Not up here in the hills nor down in the valleys, coast to coast, we're comin' & we're pullin' puff
From the mother's womb of emptiness and into the realm of the twilight zone of cosmic starstuff
Lost minds and lost wages all gone, deep down the vortex, back to pop's place, fool #UpTheHill.

Conceptual analysis yields empty sets of Void neutrinos, exempt atoms & Eves, above, so below
I will knock your teeth out of your mouth if you speak words you shouldn't even think in Time
Troublemaking is easy and so is the peace that comes after the trouble has dissipated into Space
Eyes closed, asleep, dreaming, awakened before I got Earth wet, she bled the red out of my face.

by
r j j  stephan, i
c.  1:11 PMPST Tuesday, May XXVth, MMXXI Anno Domini
{ Drafted listenin' to @MarshallTuckerBand #HITS @   }
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#WhoWouldHaveThunk #IThinkThereYouAreWhatIUsedToBe #IAmNoMore #FloodTheMud #BaffleEmWitBullScat

GETTIN' BOMBED WITH MY MASK OFF IN UTERO
I've not been born yet, still a CoVid19 concept in my divine father eye, above or below a period
Now and then, I've heard it said outside of this venue that what will be, can't control a dead dud
Do you think you can make it through the day and the night about 500 hundred years at a time
If you can, you will demonstrate that transitory beings are indeed mortal, death will drop a dime.

Inhale live bacteria & viral #JackDaniels in your bloodstream through your lungs and cardio pump
Creating the Void that encompasses the atomic matter that fizzes and fuses the cells in a rump
Comes out now and then if and only if there's a future of pending doom needing be a snake rattle
Magic spells and witch brews my mother made and force me to suckle a genie teat on the bottle.

It's only Jim Beam or Jack Daniels at my saloon door, they take shots & they pass out on the floor
Where brave men feard to go, next to me and you and you and you, they are both the rich & poor
All mortal beings that came from a passing #Smirnoff fad's ejaculation of the cosmic breath bling
Disregarding the lack of purpose for the First Cause's movement, a reason to be here in Sing Sing.

I did not commit the crime but I did take the wrap and that is terminal prison life 'til termination
Alpha males and Omega females, begin and end in Nothing's Void of Everything, bliss in God's sin
Just makin' love to the flesh and havin' an orgasm was enough to be sent to hell in a handbasket
Now, as it will always be and always has been, give up your ghost within, it ain't yours so Git Git!

Rum 151 and the pineapples runnin' through my mind & body, drunk on a jet doin' 500 MPHour
Got over the past and thrust into the future because I forgot about being present, like One flower
Just there, cut off from the source but still pretty as it is and was but I Will the release the hounds
The culture that moves the days and nights, ebb & flow of the mighty water over 7 dirt mounds.

It's nearly over, you get another day before the day you die, whenever that may be, never tonight
Wired for intelligence and mixed messages between the minions who live tangled up in the Blues
Turning into an ultraviolet waves without knowing it was happening, the origin of Space's fight
We're ghosts in the DNAcid machine, invisible spaceballs at one in Time, in a swing of delight.

by
r j j  stephan, i
c.  Mardi, May XXVth, MMXXI Anno Domini
{ Drafted listenin' to @GratefulDead #BestOf on link @ https://youtu.be/D_RiiRe2sns & @Santana #LIVE 1981 @ https://youtu.be/Bef8ZNYDYm8 & #SongForMyBrother from #SwingOfDelight CD @ https://youtu.be/zdKYDKiPft4 & #GettinDrunkOnAPlane by @DierksBentley @ https://youtu.be/Vd2qlMV-seQ }
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#YeahYouKnowMeBillyANDMel #BloodFloodGatesWideOpen #SpaceTimeOut

#TenEighteenTen #DontAsk #LookinGoodInTheBlues @Santana @Skynyrd @Vaughan @TJWhite #OutOfProtocol

CAUGHT IN THE UNDERTOW WITH MY MASK OFF
I've not been born yet, still a CoVid19 concept in my divine father eye, above or below a period
Now and then, I've heard it said outside of this venue that what will be, can't control a dead dud
Do you think you can make it through the day and the night about 500 hundred years at a time
If you can, you will demonstrate that transitory beings are indeed mortal, death will drop a dime.

Inhale live bacteria & viral #JackDaniels in your bloodstream through your lungs and cardio pump
Creating the Void that encompasses the atomic matter that fizzes and fuses the cells in a rump
Comes out now and then if and only if there's a future of pending doom needing be a snake rattle
Magic spells and witch brews my mother made and force me to suckle a genie teat on the bottle.

It's only Jim Beam or Jack Daniels at my saloon door, they take shots & they pass out on the floor
Where brave men feard to go, next to me and you and you and you, they are both the rich & poor
All mortal beings that came from a passing #Smirnoff fad's ejaculation of the cosmic breath bling
Disregarding the lack of purpose for the First Cause's movement, a reason to be here in Sing Sing.

I did not commit the crime but I did take the wrap and that is terminal prison life 'til termination
Alpha males and Omega females, begin and end in Nothing's Void of Everything, bliss in God's sin
Just makin' love to the flesh and havin' an orgasm was enough to be sent to hell in a handbasket
Now, as it will always be and always has been, give up your ghost within, it ain't yours so Git Git!

Rum 151 and the pineapples runnin' through my mind & body, drunk on a jet doin' 500 MPHour
Got over the past and thrust into the future because I forgot about being present, like One flower
Just there, cut off from the source but still pretty as it is and was but I Will the release the hounds
The culture that moves the days and nights, ebb & flow of the mighty water over 7 dirt mounds.

It's nearly over, you get another day before the day you die, whenever that may be, never tonight
Wired for intelligence and mixed messages between the minions who live tangled up in the Blues
Turning into an ultraviolet waves without knowing it was happening, the origin of Space's fight
We're ghosts in the DNAcid machine, invisible spaceballs at one in Time, in a swing of delight.

by
r j j  stephan, i
c.  Lundi, May XXIVth, MMXXI Anno Domini
{ Drafted listenin' to @GratefulDead #BestOf on link @ https://youtu.be/D_RiiRe2sns & @Santana #LIVE 1981 @ https://youtu.be/Bef8ZNYDYm8 & #SongForMyBrother from #SwingOfDelight CD @ https://youtu.be/zdKYDKiPft4 & #GettinDrunkOnAPlane by @DierksBentley @ https://youtu.be/Vd2qlMV-seQ }
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#YeahYouKnowMeBillyANDMel #BloodFloodGatesWideOpen #SpaceTimeOut
 

@TheRamones @TheStones #LetsRoll #PullTheRugOnMe #LoonyToonCartoons #SinMoreBeforeCaput

MARY, MOVE IT TO THE RIGHT ... IMMORTALITY GAME, WELL PLAYED
Back in the Austin Chitown district, I played games of moms & pops until I couldn't kick the can
Sometimes just a rubber puck flyin' at your unmasked face at the La Fayette Park ice in the city
Supper or breakfast never made a difference at 12 years old, before some girls' were so pretty
Monkey shines I got, like gramma said, so good that I found out, I was a Harlem Shuffle apeman.

Sticks and stones never did break my bones and even the name calling didn't really hurt me much
It was the rejection of the apples of my eyes from the 'hood, from the elementary school of Christ
It was all about Our Lady & being a shy boy of the altar, doin' Chicago shuffles, touchin' the host
They shook tail feathers to & fro, amazing that I couldn't get past the rigor mortis end policy post.

Conjure a magic spell, play the bass, the rhythm and the lead, same time, same place, sing a song
Sliding left & right of the visible light spectrum reveals the Invisible to the disbeliever, drop thong
Briefs or boxers lead to monkeys like me, going #Commando in a Void, Life lost in the miraculous
Just in case you didn't know of your handpicked smile laughing in the herd, all just too marvelous.

You got sick, you got a bacterial infection or a viral bug, either from the land, the sea or airframe
Then you got better and everyone else got sick of the same infirmity and died, they left you boss
Of the men and the mice left alone without any compass on how to sustain their lifestyle of fame
Rear ends & front grills, simple-minded flashes in the pans, shootin' bull scat, sorry for your loss.

Anywho, that ship sailed long before I began movin' around like my bones wanted to exit a stage
To the left then the right, rockin' all night until daylight came to blind me and I turned the page
Serious as a cardiac arrest, I plucked, I blew, I pounded and stomped, I even chortled some rhyme
Shitzue dogs on the @Princess's deck, shedding wisdom noone desires or needs, in 'scoop' Time.

You've come this far, danced around like it was nobody's business and you have caused accidents
Over a dozen, maybe three or more times a zygote was conceived, now they're all legitimate gents
24 boys, sons of mine, none of their mothers told me of the little punks conceived, a welfare stat
Everyone ROCKED & ROLLED on AFDC, food stamps, free cheese, cool milk for humane scat.

Easy it came and easy it went, like smoke goin' up to the sky, from a fire or smokin' gun in hand
A Six or a Machine, either way, could even be an iron dinosaur rollin' on rubber and magic wand
Combustion or magnetism animating the matter from hella heavenly Space to a final resting joint
Virus within old people's meals and on passenger hands who ate dope food, so what's the point?

by
r j j  stephan, i
c.  May 23rd, 2021 Anno Domini @ 06:33 AMPST
{ Drafted  to @RollingStones #HarlemShuffle in a loop link @ https://youtu.be/nAkMTu6q2pY & #StickyFingers #BrownSugar link @ https://youtu.be/V0uzD5DMt8k }
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