#PutUpYourDukes #HazzardLightsBlinkin' #ApemenStandUp

 
LIVING WILLS, KING'S QUEENS & A SERIES OF SERIOUS APEMEN
Microscopically in middle of the slide, examination and analysis of the dreaming narcoleptic
Sisters of your great grandfathers have let the blood out of the blue veins, poke in a 3rd eye
Blinded by the black lights and constant audio buzz of something like doom, a poisonous kick
Up the side of the head, slapped like a bee-otch that don't know any better, nobody can die.

Immortally on the life sentence and the death command, it takes forever to get seventh sons
From the get-go the temptation is to drop the dime on all of heathens and gangsters' bones
Spoken in a foreign tongue meaning a lot of noise without meaning anything, a squawk box
Like a bluebird that don't know it's way back home, or a vagrant magpie in the jaws of a fox.

We come & go, bug to vulture's sustenance & governance over minions of men, fish and crab
Scribbled a lot of the thousands of subjects, objects and their predication onto the world web
Fate of the loved ones who lost hope the day their mothers died, that is a necessary condition
Ends can't be expressed to recollect, when it's over it's over, that's all, caput, original foreskin.

Crushed and crashed into the ball of confusion, the golden lead sphere of influence, rainbow C
On the meaning of what it is to be a man, I have an idea, it's conjecture but it's a matter of me
Gone clean out of my mind, reason to utilize for the deductions has totally been annhilated or
It's just my imagination, I'm one who is the aberrant genotype, ma & pa threw me out a door.

Conceived in a happy concoction of hit and miss, I was a #Hit obviously to nobody, an upstart
Everyone else concerned acted as if there was nothing new in the world, but I knew better
I'd come from out of nowhere, not even a name yet nor a gasp of any air, just a beat, a heart
No days and every night the thing itself wobbled and rolled in upside down elliptical letters.

Play it soft or loud, the melody and the beat can't be in the polka or the boogie woogie now
It's an aftereffect and an aftershock, a way so narrow that you nearly cannot see it downflow
Success for your kin and yourself is dying in peace and happiness, this matter is One, it is done
Smile widely within and without, all of the things, not some but every single one, all hot fun.

by
r j j  stephan, i
c.  Samedhi, June 12th, 2021 Anno Domini @ 5:55 PMPST
{ Drafted preparing for the #Fight, @IpMan4TheFinale link https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Qe--OjUN95Y  & PRINCE @ https://youtu.be/5iYyBxUislE }
FINIS
W.W.A.R.D.?

#APES #DNA & #Evolution #HowManyTimes? #TerminalContact #EndsOfPlausibility #AncientAliensAreWhoWeAre #ETRWE? @MaryJBlige

<3 <3 <3

A NEKID EYE & THE THINGS THEMSELVES, EVIL IS LIVE BACKWARDS

Show me in threes, Platonic, holy holes in a grounded form & substance, all too human hotrods

One place in outerspace where we got stoned like Shirly in a Temple, 3.14 tweets, Facebook pie

All night sometimes losing their wives & families, the children who grew up shootin' 'til y'all die

Destroyed it all, young DNA andromeda strains in search of the miraculous, down in flame gods.

Beginning at the closest you can get to the ending of a story, start there & work it on backwards

If you've gone too far ahead and you peek at beings, descending bees and ascending, ol' libtards

Mummy bones unwrapped the rocks but they cannot speak in tongues or pig Latin's wise Greek

Monkey's brain & a mind that is all that's left over in the refrigerator, bad planning of the meek.

Order of the intelligencia who've left over the words telling stories of the dead men who walked

Around the world in a hundred years when Osiris died, as did all things reflected in what rocked

From dawn 'til dusk, every spin and wobble about an axis, invisible, necessary condition of zero

Of the milk drunk until the Jack Daniel's Black Label spilled down the gullet of the sad girl's hero.

Magique and the common human that breathes and walks on the sandstone, surfs headwater

Nobody alive will be alive in 200 years, it's a matter of time, not a shock just a fact of life, data

Where did the ancient astronauts come from?  Extra credit for homework turned in too early

To the humanity of toiling, I salute the ancestors who did all of the work for the UFO alien scree.

Eating the food from the ground that grew plants from the seeds, dropped from above heaven

Mental problems due to worry about the great flood and the lesser floods, the perfect stormin'

Everything on Earth is all there is for the life that's on Earth, outside on the moon & beyond, no

Nothing at all to concern philosophers or state penitentiary inmates, philosophers & Deodorus.

Clearly intentional recombination of DNA acid belts of astronomical Orion, Sirius, Isis & Osiris

This planet's civilization of humanity is no accident, it's the intent of the Supermen who delete

All data gleaned from Day 1 up to End of Days has been uplinked to a mind's eye, damn Skippy

Inside the dark place where you can exist without dying, still conscious without having a party.

Hide and seek behind the sofa out in the park by a public toilet, drainin' underground sewers

Perfect time for magnetic poles to be drained of it's power either now or never-neverlanders

Monks and apes naked and clothed run this dirty plane of existence, It is what it is, killer bees

Spit and the shine keep the glow of shiny memory alive, just like back in the daydream freeze.

by

r j j  stephan, i

c.  Saturday, June 12th, 2021 Anno Domini @ 11L11 AMPST

{ Drafted while curious no more listenin' to @ErichvonDaniken #SpaceCommand on youTube 

link @ https://youtu.be/KGqkY6d2WJg }

F.I.N.I.S.

W.W.A.R.D.?

#RareEarth #HITSfromTheGods #HowIGotStrungOutOnSongsFromSixToNine #DreamChasedFromRiverToSea @Satriani #DontStareAtTheSunDuh

 

FRIED & BAKED IN DOUGHNUTS ROCKED 'ROUND IN FINITE ECLIPTICS

Golfing on the courts' parquet floor and thowin' down the slam dunks on the 18th hole

Mundane spokes in a wheel keep the tires from collapsing, into the Void of the daymare

Monkeys devolved into things themselves you and I are the ones we've been waitin' for

In a fortunate turn of random events, easy street opened a trip, now go jump in the lake.

Frozen ice on the dark side of the planet's moonshine gas got colder than dark star dust

Rubber praise to the lord & pass the ammunition to all of the brothers from other mothers

In a field of honor, where dead men fear to go, their ending of the thing called love of gang

No more madness only silence like before conception, before the Big Bang of the Shebang.

Dead and gone, here and now, there and then, why and when, it's a miracle evolved jizzum

A second or a century of Earth spins, starlight lost in Space through spins of Earth in Time

Molecules and atoms recombined until the first was the last and vice versa, et ad infinitum

If you don't believe me, get on your knees and pray, there isn't any other Way, devil-lived.

You're a fake and the winner is your father in heaven that guards the empty Void, like a rock

Pretty as the moment the mirror cracked for the seven years of bad luck, it was six and change

Then sudden impact of the intent working as the tool that emits Thor's hammerin' Woodstock

Opulence of opals and the sacrilegious sapphires sparkle for me, for whom bells toll, let's rock!

by

r j j  stephan, i

c.  Samedi, June 12th, 2021 Anno Domini @ 12:01 AMPST

{ Glided to a stop at the pumpkin patch listenin' to @RareEarth #GetReady on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/6Ngwmf4Sz84 }

FINIS

W.W.A.R.D.?

#SkinTight #FelixTheCat @TheTemptations of the GOD ALPHA DAM HAS DIED AGAIN, AD INFINITUM . . . EH BEE SEE? #TheRolingStones #EH? @AnthraxOriginCoVid19 #ANTHRAXskillsOnPandemics #ThatsGoldJerry #ENDS #TheFarSideCompleto

KEEP IT UP MONSTER, COVER UP TWICE

Systems provided from evil, live, inner sanctum where werewolves & he-men fear to go forth

It's a dream you get from a first light that blinds you without a shining mirror of my self worth

You and your mama, your pops, sister, brother and replicated DNA, an unholy amoeba's amigo

Necessity & the variables of everything else in the i-universe is defined as follows, a Do Si Do.

Truth is as plain as day on one side of the Earth when it's clearly night on the #FarSide of God

If and and only if you are deciding to put me ahead of the cart, know it, I ain't a winning purse

I'm a distant relative of the monkeys who aped the things they saw in front of their eyes, blood

All there was could be described as hunger for blind faith in staying alive, as in a song's hearse.

Humor identified, keep up the jokes that are funny and even ones that stink, love groans, it blows

For the last time, there's a change to perfection which only comes around once, it's One & dunes

There's no things left to know other than everything, the whole shebang from inherited T-bones

Ancient both common and occult Words, sounds even a deaf and dumb guy in the corner knows.

Listen to me or not, read all about it, the headlines or the bylines, sports page of failures to score

Needing and wanting more than you'll ever get, it's not a matter for worry though, a joke's a door

To laugh at the comedy of the tragedy your mother and father gave you on a silver-plated platter

Giving fish & water, the gleaned growth of the seeds that fell from a heavenly gated mad hatter.

I took it because it was a given, if it was not given, I wouldn't have taken it & only you know me

Like it or not, The Truth is Unknown as is everything else in the universe other than your 208 bones

Wanting to play outside when you're a young tyke on a bike is normal, it'll fade from rollin' stones

Tribal smoke signals on the plateau float up into the blue sky full of cumulus clouds' asterectomy.

Love, attraction, you know, I know, it's a thrust toward the genome's survival, it's every planet's god

Jabbed or jibbed from the awakening to the annihilations of what you think you are, come on hotrod

Over the cliff with lemmings who followed the leader into the pit without the pendulum, I am agape

Still at one, anonymous for eternity, ne'ermore a mover, shaker or genotypical mute, good-god shape.

by

r j j  stephan, i

c.  Vendredi, June XI, MMXXI @ 9:59 AMPST

{ Drafted listenin' to @ArmstrongAndGetty rant & in the end, finally 'fore it was a moment too 

late...#GitOffOfMyCloud @RollingStones link @ https://youtu.be/QYgJZ79FmBo }

#WearWARwell #WornWell #WellHole #NoodleUpJackHoffMan #EyePudding #ChurchLady #StopNow @NewSameOldStories @ZZTop #RioGrandeMud @SNL #GetOverIt @TheEaglesBand

GOTTA HAVE HEART, LOTS OF HEART, NOODLE THROUGH IT 
Dogs are all in the hunt unless they're dead and gone, you know who you are, dead to me
Just like if I never met you ever on this planet, you don't exist if I don't acknowledge it, see?
You don't, I know you don't because it's impossible to see unless you're me, & thus you ain't
Not even close to bein' me, just because you think you're so pretty but I am not, I'm plain G.

Out of a hot womb in Chicago's river of tears, descended to a holy burial lake of beat the clock
Into the frozen tundra outside of the house, in the ever wild, blue yonder where angels all go
Like it or not, it's where I come from, I gotta a song or three about that very thing, gonna rock
On the third of September or the end of my days, either way I gotta go when it's time to roll.

Satan rose in my soul and got beaten out by the priests and nuns of the Father's bloody blood
In the Holy Name Society, proudly collecting the alms for the Savior of the sorry souls of God
Made perfect as usual and blame for the failure goes to all, freedom fighter folks' old GD men
It's not the mothers' faults that the fathers seeded the furrow with living germs, too human.

Sworn oaths to stay on the road until my hands were frozen stiff, cold as ice, silver lined hole
All the philosopher stones have been hidden from those trying to turn the lead into holy gold
Responsible for everything, nothing and all of the matter in between, I am all you have sister
What I am is what you are & we are what it is, substance of the WORD, water's out of order.

Over the falls, the end of the dirty cliff of solid, cold stardust, all the Earth is that cosmic stone
You can adjust to the circumstances either now or never, if you haven't already, sin of the sun
To be or not to be was never up to me, star light so bright that there's no resistance to noone
Smiles to open the gap in the pie hole, showin' chicklets buried in the jaw bone's skull, so fun.

Irritating the epidermal cover & causing the dysfunction, unhappiness the ticket to lose a bet
That you could use whatever gets you through nights of the unknown, to avoid Adamic debt
Lurking around every invisible atom, no molecule or even an electron can escape the grip chit
Not only am I One of the Ones, You are too, Many is the calculus of the genome, DNA's stith.

by
r j j  stephan, i
c.  Jeudi, 6-10-2021 Anno Domini @ 6:10 AM hangin' with the @OJays #ForTheLoveOfMoney link @ https://youtu.be/GXE_n2q08Yw }
FINIS
W.W.A.R.D.?

#SystematicIndeterminism #AnalyticalTrigonometry #3DchessOnFire @AC/DC @DarylsPlace #MIlesKindaBlueToo

INSIDER OF THE OUTSIDE SHELL-HELL OF ATOMIC NUCLEI
I am neither your father, mother, sister or brother & not even a distant cousin from Venus
What matters is what's happening here and now before you die and meet death's big fuss
What it is to be non-existent without a body and without a soul, breathless & inert as I am
Breathless now & forever from now on out to the infinity of ancestral heritage, One's dam.

Imperfect as the gods are, in the lap of faded dog-tags off of my neck, kicked into my teeth
So that everybody knew who I used to be, insane or not, my breath was taken away, you see
Nothing more than the facts of slippin' away into the dark, red and blue, purple microdots
In the trip of your lifetime, between the sheets of your mama & daddy, makin' DNA's robots.

For the sake of Nobody and Nothing but an empty sphere of wisdom's pass for knowledge
What the hell was all of this looking at life's situations, causes & effects of my cash hedges
All too likely that you played with Fire for the last time, a Hot cremation, I'll recall to shout
Lost it all in the deep-purple crush of orange & green, a roll & a smoke puff, get trouble out.

I dealt the hand but the cards in the deck were stacked against me, stick a quarter in the juke
Boxed in a cube of six sided iron and steel, I'm never going to let the secret out of this world
In synchronistic unity with whatever Oneness is, whatever I am, the work of the demigods
Not here and not now, revolving around some other solar system without you, got it hotrod?

Special consideration for the minions who allow the high pitched buzzing in the head not ears
Deeply ingrained in the mesh of grey water matter, left and right hemispheres of cortex fears
On the train or off of the rockers we inherited from the boogie woogie women who did do It
All to get you and I here to see what's goin' on in the world, our only stage, everybody'll exit.

by
r j j  stephan, i
c.  Mercredi, June 9th, 2021 Anno Domini @ 5:55 PMPST
{ Concocted 'tween GenX & GenY for the purpose of carving the ZorroZ, to be or not to be the homeless, jobless, hopeless leftovers, ash, cosmic dust, on the way to kill God's monkeys; while listenin' to the #BestOfMilesDavis on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/bAC5Vf1REZg }
F I N I S
W.W.A.R.D.?

#TimeRollsOn @CHICAGO #GeeksLostInSpace #RiceCrispyTreatThis #SHOTS? #UpTownGirl #BottomsUp @Nickelback @BillyJoel & @CasaNobleSantana #LIVE2021

WHY'RE YOU HERE & NOW WITH YOUR MINK, LOVE & DIAMONDS?
Pink's everything you can rob a woman for, settle everything in her heart's love, it's all on fire
As hot as a fully discharged arm of fire, unloaded at the playground bullies, thug gang for hire
Prisons full of little boys and girls, grown up and phuqt up from the ones who carry loads less
Of the mice and men who watch TV and listen to the Marconi, shootin' shots into the darkness.

Fortune and the dumb luck of the good, bad and slightly ugly boys and girls with lips cherry red
Melted the cheese and my skin over my biceps and thighs, I know less than I can admit, she said
But I knew it was all a lie, nobody can tell the truth because it is unbelievable, upto prevarication
I don't care if you like it or not, in fact if you don't like it, I understand it means more for the One.

In the finale of the play you & I act as if it's not a play on words in Time & Space, hallucination
Real as if that means anything at all, it's sensory and we feel it, we ascertain it, originally a sin
Now it's only another way to make another soul come here to #BluePlanet's worthless spinning
In a counterclockwise spin causing a wobble of the matter within, dirt graves & a worm's king.

Civilian or military is all too human a way of behaving on seven continents full of blinded fate
Monkeys moving, cramps came to my mother for me to gain a narrow way, darlin'?  She's gone
A promise I can make that I know I can't break in my lifetime, as long as my mind eye can rate
That is to remain the thing itself until the form and shape of what it is fails to inseminate bone.

Simplified minds of the gods who NEVER show their faces because they have none, not even One
Whatever you think you know, you probably don't and if you're really sorry, you may be forgiven
On the other hand, you may NOT be forgiven and that ain't funny at all, a lost love caused by y'all
Each & every one of the babies who grew up into the men & women phuqin' up a divine football.

by
r j j  stephan, i
c.  Mercredi, June 9th, 2021 Anno Domini @ 12:00 AMPST
{ I've changed again like a chameleon in a #Woke dream in a dream & listenin' to the shadows
& darkness on the edges of this #Dublin @Springsteen #LIVE https://youtu.be/EYX6mN2R5OI & @ChicagotheBand #ChicagoIX Greatest Hits Vol ! link @ https://youtu.be/1pdEh0JZhlo }
FINIS
W.W.A.R.D.?

#RASCALS #GraphicCartoonSpice #Kitchenmon #Ridiculous parts I, II, III & of course IV #WUZAAAAP

PLEASED TOO MUCH, PATRIOTS & ZIPPED LIP ONES

It's a pop quiz for the minions to figure out ways to cheat for the correct answers y'all do need
To survive amongst the fittest descendants of the ancestors who fled death, a final blow leading
Pretending to be the sons and daughters of a creator of the universe, a guy down under nothing
In a heavenly, pure mind, Matter, Time in Space & Life itself, created nor destroyed, all out bleed.

Freed minds that used to be within the 208 bones' of calcified scum, suddenly out of hindsight
For lives and deaths of the viral bacteria permeating the here & now are essence of ergonomics
All this movement of chemical reactions causes substance, a plethora of binarieable economics
How long can this go on, how many times do I have to beg, please allow the Truth to be the Light.

Ruined in the catacombs and the coliseum as it was sacked by the Huns of Attila, still life is legit
Meaning that the things that live are the most prominent forces which will render life's extinction
Should I love you or anyone else for that matter, I know the reason I should, because I'm the One
It makes a small difference TODAY and EVERY SINGLE DAY, one revolution per day, wobblin' son.

God's philosophy & the metaphysics of the all too human hominid & it's ilk, progeny of an atom
In a White Dwarf or a Red Giant fishin' in the empty sea of the Void, no mass, no energy, Nothing
Causes & effects came & went, left us here with a vague recollection of an inevitable doom thing
Sinking or swimming in the salty sea waiting for the unknown that isn't even there in a kingdom.

Ducks are quackin' and the songs are bein' warbled in an unrepeatable strain, DNA of flying free
As the stars can't be seen by the birds of prey nor the birds who are the prey, the all too humane
Can't see the forest itself through the trees, the density of a vision prohibits individuality, insane
Punks of mortality run no shows next century, stillborn today  or will be 79 years old in 3000 AD.

Boredom is AKA ennui, I drove on I-80 East from the Bay to West Sacramento, blew by a BB blow
Someone can shoot shots of 2 fingerTequilla to hack into the mainframe of a worldly prank, sons
No female of any species currently here & now, born & raised on any cornfield guard, a scarecrow
Arguments fully assumed to be verified premises leading to valid/invalid, deductive pseudo signs.

Nobody knows diddly squat about anything except what they've been told, believe it, same page
Not of this Earth's wisdom, this metaphysical disappearance of the thing itself, leaving forms' sun
Appearances of the forms of matter is only one function we own, the blind are blinded by the fun
Examination & prognosis leading to an inevitable diagnosis, what you see's what you git, old age.

Monkeys are seeing what we're going to do since we keep them on islands and in zoos, it's a war
Species domination of the space they've inhabited and proliferated their genome, near & very far
Dreaming you'd think would always have the time to do anything possible while living on Earth
Patriots playing the games with the following minions, testing obedience and guilt in afterbirth.

Spirits beat nobody to any punch since in reality, a spirit is not a thing, it's closer to cosmic dust
Moving only in a virtual world which has no atomic content, it's not only invisible, it's a big test
To allow the supra intelligencia a measurement gauge to become the okie #Woke of mice & men
Crawling out of the aggressive scents, females finally stopped the stench of males' devils & dust.

by
r j j stephan, i
c.  Mardi, June 8th, 2021 A.D. @ 10:10 AMPST
{  Drafted while listenin' to the mighty @Armstrong_GettyRadioShow on @650KSTE link #MIA & listenin' to @AnnoyingOrange #ToughEnough link @ https://youtu.be/wOqHL4xlyhA & A #Kitchen-mon Supercut link @ https://youtu.be/DSXy_GUxvkQ }
F I N I S
W.W.A.R.D.?

#FleetwoodMac #CyclicDefacation #MoneyIsEverything #GoldIsTheGoal #ThisWorldsAGhetto? #ComeOnMan @SundayFleetwoodEnding #LiveInBoston1970 & @SensaiBruceLee #AHO

OUTLAWS WILL PINATA YA DOWN @ THE BORDER

There were those days and nights that moved quickly across your mind's third eye's blame game

In the end, final gasp is all you get baby, there's no Time after Time stops, well ain't that a shame

Well of course that's your victory over an unwinnable battle 'tween elements & some alien DNA

Before we become as old as a decade, the program is downloaded into our metal/flesh for a day.

Then all Hades breaks loose, once the reproduction function rises to the fore, snots of yo' mama

Your pops may have been either alive & always workin' at a gig for bucks or an ol' dead beat papa

Dreams of the #Woke are significant because most of them were bastard babies of unwed kinfolk

It ain't their fault of their birth but once they arrive, must abide by law or go to the GAOL to soak.

You don't know like I know the thing itself, you know the thing, other than nothing it's everything

Lights on inside of the darkness on the edges of your ancestral badlands, flat, treeless in Sing Sing

Or another fine establishment of iron & cement, hiding aberrant human DNA/RNA star's disasters

Divine creation, imperfectly concocted out of atomic fusion and fission, a dream within daymares.

It could be worse, Uncle Romeo used to say once Juliette ran off with the teacher's grand Mama

There may have been a dozen children introduced into the gene pool of 32 chromosomes from Ra

Or else there's just the fortune of accident, All of the things in all the right places at the right time

Of Earth both above and below it, we've probed and found Nothing to be the boss of slime mime.

Hand signals and body language with your mouth shut, on terms with the unknown, dead & gone

On a light ray zooming in & out of the way of speeding metal and flesh, until the dead end's done

Better days & nights were conceived and will by divine law be deceived just to swap asteroid spit

You, I and the rest of the #pool will speak no more in the four cornered room of a grave's hotpit.

It's against the law to be out of synchronicity, if you want to do it, just do it, y'all know God died

If you do not do unto others like you'd want them to treat you then you will be hanged or fried

Truth being that we've become the ones we thought we'd never be, the last ones on the planet

When we're gone, it's over when it's over, testosterone & progesterone atrophied, paid the debt.

From way above and below this world of ghettos and castles, nothing can be seen without eyes

We have them and still can't see the point of no return, it's a mystery, an unknown value of Pi

Yet on the other hand, there wasn't even the first hand information, it's an educated prediction

Where YOU were before you became conscious is the main pursuit lost and found, ad infinitum.

by

r j j  stephan, i

c.  Dimanche, 6-6-2021 @ 6:66 AMPST

{ Drafted with a buzz or screech in my mind, in my brain's drowning & listenin' to @WARtheBand #TheWorldIsAGhetto (1972) link @ https://youtu.be/VmheOZtLn3U & @FleetwoodMacLIVEinBoston (1970) link @ https://youtu.be/JHKGsUegUMk }

FINIS

W.W.A.R.D.?