#The24th Jew Lye Two Four #SpellOnMeStoneHeart @SANTANAconcertFREE

SKIP A ROPE, RED STONE WISDOM, FIRE MOUNTAIN'S DOUBLE DUTCH
You won't see anything or anyone coming since you've been blinded by the sky's lights
From inside the core of your planet or the core of Mars, the god of War, meaning fights
It's not for me to think or say but I'm thinkin' I'm sayin' it anyways, there is no creator
This old rock and roll cosmos has always been here and there, you will roll to the shores.

What can you say to the homeboys and girls who used to look right through your two faces
Between your ears is where this whole world happens but without you & your skull's races
Skin colored in One's darkness where everything's a different shade of black, wild card of Her
Cold and stiff like the wasted bones of your mother and father who had no sister or brother.

Sounds of Jack's liquid kryptonite down in my throat and I always thought I was the GOAT E
A black label put a bomb of TNT for me in the middle of the night for the love of the mighty
Moe or Curly or even old goofy Larry, all of the stooges are present for the now & the then
Always in every way down with the fools who are sorry for being alive, lucky they got herein.

Ripped by daggers and rounds of M-16s, lost my hands on the 4th of July, two or t'ree M-80's
Dreams were over in 'bout 4 seconds, no hands left to make anything work, I point bone wrist
Foolish funk brothers of the Superior Roaches playin' the Four Corners and Kick the Can of tin
Catholics busy with days and nights, celebrate the past, enter the unknown future, eyes open.

Punks around my house in the alleys all around the square blocks of cement, plastic & wood
Back & forth to school, to play, to work, just living day to day for the nights & weekend, I hurt
Drunk or high, teetotaler & wine drinkin' priest of J.C. the living deadman, saved in the hood
Allowing the being to move away from my presence, four wheel drove up the mountain dirt.

Plans change because the variables vary from being possible to impossible, at least all F'd up
In every case, even without me to observe consequences, life will end, preacher's pass a cup
It's all goin' down right in front of your open face sandwich, hunger and thirst fired up a tool
Hammered Jack down 'tween Life & Death, a wasteland happened, country music Jesus' fool!

Philosopher's stone in the cowboy's holster down under his six gun, don't turn around quick
It's nothing personal but there's a flinchin' goin' on 'cause, it's the Way It Goes, One rock dick
Everything is either Pain and Suffering or Pleasure, it's your call, a matter of mind over hoods
All of them, from rocks that collided with the stones to the Bible's belt, cuttin' off the bloods.

Breathless & rigor mortis on my mind, a buzzin' in my mind's eye, in my corpus callesum's hex
Fried the eggs, all unborn yet conceived consciousness in a mass of DNA, viral CoVid19 infects
Over easy or scrambled in the plate or on my mind, where causes bite variable, loaded effects
Chewed up & swallowed & digested untie the fool's gold shines in the creep's atmospheric sex.

Almighty commands from ancient, ignorant inhabitants of caves underground, blind peepers
Wearing suits, ties, uniforms, bluejeans, T-shirts, hoodies, NIKE's, KED's or CON's, Word's Ball
Jump high, run fast, play games with balls, bats, hoops & low nets, high goals, dream creepers
Which numskull could've thought, First Cause, Origin of Things never happened, 'X', that's all?

by
r j j  stephan, i
c.  Samedhi, July 24th, 2021 Anno Domini @ 08:15 hours
{ #ReadyToRock #ReadyToRollPhilosopherStones ...drafted while listenin' to #Devadip @CarlosSANTANA #GreatestHitsCollection link @ https://youtu.be/mQCqwZcTUvQ?t=2 }
F I N I S
W.W.A.R.D.?

#FireStarterHomelessGerkoffs #LawsBrokePeopleMindBroke #RoadToPerdition #HomelessHomers

#REDSTONE, SLIPPED A MICKEY TO ME, THE KID'S STONE EXISTS TO WHINE
I will rock you inside of the atomic unit you think is you, what the pope did
Symptoms of the unknown misrepresent the sirens waking up the tented
In squalor underneath freeways, next to railroad tracks, fool philosophers
Spend the time you have here and now with a point in the hot air, a curse.

What it is exactly is that when your bones break, you're finished, it is done
There's no above or below this Space all around the planet, nothing's close
Planets, the sun & other stars & galaxies full of systems, Giants & Dwarves
Bring on the fiercest warriors of mankind from the history, livin' Cherokee.

You examine & analyze the words about people, places & things for kicks
Then with that conclusive data deduced, you animate your atrophied licks
On your guard for the Guardians who used to be the indians, SWAGs blue
For a new team, all new logos will sell millions of $$ of merchandise too.

Chief Yahoo cannot be on your mind any longer, teach children to be dead
There's no other choice, it could be worse, one never knows leather & lace
Molded into a form of matter intended to be an adaption to empty Space
Vaccinate your brain, your mind & die eventually 'fore we're one hundred.

To atone when you're at one with yourself is pointless, the self is all of it
No more nor less than everything in the cosmos is under One's control fit
Public and private makes no distinction between first come or first serve
At the end of the line, broke nest egg aborted the zygote & Rosie's nerve!

SEAGULLS crash in your face when you're in an amusement adventureland
Smackin' the freaks in the mouth and swellin' their lips to look like a clown
Winding the gist of the story up, a long story short, wish I was in Dixieland
Where the southern comfort comes in magic lamp bottles, a gettin' down.

Miserable excuse for living long lives is no excuse at all, it's a divine reward
For being a good creation but one that had no choice but to be a naturalist
It's either here on this planet's surface, underwater in the mud or hot gas
Helium & Hydrogen beginning the sons of bitches, all of us, daughters too.

News is old before you know it and then there's more news getting old
From smart to idiotic, the whole  humanity seeks refuge of a scoundrel
Apes and the humans who came out of nowhere from somebody's wife
A given premise is that everyone who breaks any law gets prison for life.

Knowing the law will not prevent it's being broken, bad humans run creed
Challenge to a duel, a gunfight, a mano a mano, bring it on home, let's ride
After you lose, your silence will shout "Word," philosopher's stone, I lied
Candy & fake whining will bring you a pig in a poke & the need to speed.

by
r j j  stephan, i
c.  Vendredi, July 23rd, 2021 Anno Domini @ 3:33 PMPST
{ Drafted while listenin' to: "The Five Root Races of Mankind" By Rudolf Steiner link @  https://youtu.be/uZ6ygwavlHY }
F I N I S
W.W.A.R.D.?

#MarsSpirits #LifeOnEuropaIsAnOctopus #YoureGoingDown

 

HUMANITY AND THE RUBY RED LIPS OF ENTRY, INTO THE VOID, THE END
I knew there would be a time when nothing would make sense before I died, come on cuz, yoyo
It's all over, I know the Truth about the final destination of all of y'all, alright, alright, alright lo
It's not for me to say or imply that nobody knows anything, maybe a king or high priestess does
But probably not in fact, hardly a chance in hell below, where we're all gonna go, that's the buzz.

First class seats on board the first flight out of the stratosphere and back again in a day, I embed
Gravity's addiction to Earth's pull, a grave in the ending moment, 100 years & caput, you're dead
Not because you hate life but because that's Life, it's what all the people say, chewin' the hot cud
Shot down in the days of May, when the Earth begins to tilt toward the hot star, sprouting a bud.

Conditional premises lead to rational deductions which in turn lead to commands, to law of man
In order to control the waking hours of the progeny of the poor, the rich and the famous, God ran
Away from Earth, from Earth's solar system, the galaxy and the entire universe, God's collapsing
But why?  Because atoms attract one another and repel one another, in due time's happening.

Scientists blew it & fused it, caused molecular & atmospheric cancer of twilight zone nightmare
Coming to Jesus is to collapse an angelic choir from no place at all here or now into a microdot
Can't see it with naked eyes but an electron microscope makes it all comprehensible, know a lot
Dream is indeed one within another, ad infinitum, no stakes to settle, make mine medium rare.

Being supreme or inferior has nothing to do with the efficacy of abstract thought, ain't no cure
What it does have something to do with is a personal identification with a fake driver's licensure
Mercury to Pluto our sun's matter scattered 360 degrees around it, zillions of pounds of TNT boom
All are out and the story is told and climaxed, human nature remains, high me, tokin' in the room.

by
r j j  stephan, i
c.  Jeudi, July 22nd, 2021 Anno Domini @ 10:10 PMPST
{  Cracked out of my split brain while listenin' to #TheFiveRootRacesOfMankind on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/uZ6ygwavlHY }
<3 <3 <3

#SuckTheSauceOffTheSpoon #InjectTheVenom #SPACE #EUROPA

 

CERTAINTY PRINCIPLE OF A SKELETON'S KEY, 'TO BE OR NOT TO BE'
Bringin' bacon home from a slaughter so I can propose & publish my poetry on an on-line design
Trust the apes hiding out of sight to do their business but when you gotta go, chit like the bricks
Or behind the 2 x 4's where plumbers fear to go, bums and junkies love to go, all goin' downhill
Not just the sight making the eyes sore with the orange, blue and grey canvas tent cities of Ur.

Any city in America was never like this except for #SkidRoad, that was an anomaly, now new
Normal as the air flows for free will and the intent to get things done, efficiency expert 1-crew
No orders to be followed from dusk to dawn & vice versa if you got a day off man, I got your six
Radio and youtube will save your inner self from the under the sun belt, a virgin or mother of 6.

Son of the bitches are the dogs of was that train, fight and either die or return with shell shock
Loud noise or fear of being killed and tortured by people in whose country I was invading, rock
Crying a river of shame and letting the tears roll down my cheeks, soaking by shyt out of Time
Space an abstraction from Time's warped consciousness exercise in futility, no resistance I am.

It's cold out on a limb with only one holy hole to keep me safe from being broken into, Sing Sing
Apes will figure out how to slip it off without the key, it will slide off when the lock-heart breaks
It won't take long since that's the nature of the heart to beat in 4:20 time until the bitter ending
Home alone, house is dark, music's on & coffee's waiting, a slipshot in slipstream's 10,000 lakes.

I am sorry I didn't know before I found out, I could have and I should have but I didn't give it up
It was a ghost, one of the dirty dozen for a dime and without a spot of green tea in a Dixie cup
Cheering for the winning ends is normal, losers want to get mad and break glass, don't ever stop
On cherry pie and strawberry wine, I need the whipped cream first, cherry & crushed nuts atop.

Group of one and the one horse I rode in on, only thing alive I see, a shakin' martini vermouth
Or is it vice versa?  Good question with no good answer, I want to be alive with a sacred cow
Men, women, humans of every continent have a blind faith commitment to forget about Truth
Complicated that Earth is alone in the universe, there's no evidence of life, except here & now.

by
r j j  stephan, i
c.  Mercredi, July 21st, 2021 Anno Domini @ 4:11 PMPST
{ Behave yourself, Respect yourself ...drafted while jammin' to #EuropaReport link @https://youtu.be/MLBxd2xxnZ4 & #HeisenbergUncertaintyPrinciple link @ https://youtu.be/TQKELOE9eY4 }
FINIS
W.W.A.R.D.?

@CarlosSANTANA @EricChurch #ProductionOfNothingYieldsNothingAtAllEtAl #DOUBLEshotsDoublebarrel @EricChurch & @JackDaniels #JoDeeMessina @MorganWallen

#SHOTS?

CARAVAN INFINITY'S DESTINATION, MIDDLE OF NOWHERE'S GODS OF THE VOID
Looking outside of your body's bones and your neighbors' caves & encampments of a junky
Where the junk is actually manufactured and allowed by the powers that be you, that be me
Monkeys should not be allowed to govern the apedom yet here we are, a product of shines
Monks are close to the monkeys and with or without them, we'll live and die by signal signs.

Been up and down the road with the tents and lean-to V's where the homeless slept & shat
Before the flood of the railroad tracks, the fire department snorkled it all down for backhoes
Then there was light along the watchtower again, no more rats and roaches to crawl out/in
But where they went as they scattered away with bags & backpacks full of mementos of sin.

The mortal and the venial and the original allow nobody any gracious indulgence to be free
No liberty for the citizens of any twenty first set of a hundred years after God got killed, see
Easy as hell to find & then believe & then know the Truth about the nature of all COVid shots
All too human, a woman makes more incubate and become what you see, it's what you gots!

In this left over industrial disease history of civilization, opened wide waiting for the force feed
Milk and water, pablum of grain and fruit to open the way to a Jackpot of pleasure & pain seed
All you get for the trip you've undertaken from one conception through Deception's divine form
Ending bitter yet inevitable, you may have been deceived for decades but it ends, it don't matter.

Stay with me here and now, the cosmos is empty without all of us, teach the children to be aware
Of mice & humans, Nothingness runs the holes & the holy, it's an ancient game of love over here
In the middle of nowhere, misfortune are after effects of this accidental purpose, to live & let go
After last breaths of LIFE suck into our lungs, last gasp, eyes bulge, lips agape, #GoWithTheFlow!

by
r j j  stephan, i
c.  July 21st, 2021 Anno Domini @ 4:44 AMPST

  ( #HappyFortySeven #47 @JimiBSteppin #2son, OM 7/21/1974 }
{ Drafted on James' 47th birthday, today in 1974, I was fighting for your freedom in South Korea for a year in the Air Force so you could be born & raised in #CHICAGO KINship & while listenin' to @CarlosSantana #Caravanserai on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/QS67o4npBuE }
F I N I S
W.W.A.R.D.?

#HadThisCakeAndAteItToo

<3

#GritTruth #GrafterOnTheGrift

PILES OF RAT'S ROCKS ON TRIAL, A ROACH'S GUILTY PLEASURES
Treating the streets' tricks like they're normal & consequential, as if
They really are abnormal & inconsequential, yeah, you get the drift
Snorting your inferior nasal conchae down deep in both of lungs' pits
Nothing left like the moment of one's last breath, a moron's idiot fits.

There's an agreement between the twins, it's a sacred star birth thing
Where the Earth was in it's orbit 'round the sun, it's cosmic orientation
Inside and outside of Earth's atmosphere, there's nothing at all, it's a sin
That you were taught to believe, blindly that the Truth was known by kin.

When they knew nothing, I asked them & they told me, nothing's no thing
I continued with questions until there was nothing left but eyes blank look
Like somebody's brain cut the power off and there was a rattle and a sting
From love, birds & bees, it was all One #1 hit, 1/2 timed concerto, I shook.

I stuck the matter where the sun didn't shine, black hole-like, lost forever
Then the energy burst into an atomic fission and fusion of Ammonia & acid
Like being on Venus, Mercury or Saturnal moon, no need for more for play
Exit mamas & papas, female ovaries atrophied, cemetery buried the DNA.

You know it isn't going to last more than a hundred years, life's too short
Yet, it's better than never being alive at all, it's a trip you've got to admit
No other way to express this trip, you end up alone at the end, it's all over
Before you blow your mind, take a CBD chill gummi & blow a blunt lover.

According to the movies, there's ending and then there's original tragedy
Brought into the world in ignorance and naivety, a complete, utter comedy
Self-imposed and at the mercy of the powers imagined to be beyond limits
Of rats & roaches all rockin' the dirt, a guilty pleasure of human trash pits.

by
r j j  stephan, i
c.  Mardi, July XXth, MMXXI Anno Domini @ 5:00 somewhere
{  Drafted while listenin' to @CamilaCabello #Havana ft. @YoungThug on youTube link @ https://t.co/5QDl9g4eTE?amp=1 }

FINIS

W.W.A.R.D.? 

@AlvinAndTheChimunks @Aerosmith #RunDMC @ACDC #UncleKracker & a plethora of music bards!

 

CAREER ENDING FORM OF THE INVISIBLE MATTER, ACCIDENTS ARE IMPOSSIBLE
In the absolute center of everything exploded out of the Big Banger, there I am too
With or without you yet present in the presence where Earth psychology of a tomb
Deep space all around, above and below this hot mud full of the fairy's tales of a tot
Monsters and just regular ancestors who are about 50 or 60 generations, great scott.

Into the futility too deep to return it to me, I digress into the category of neighborhood
Nature of reality, why it matters that you know what it is before you die in cold blood
Maybe while you're awake otherwise you'll forget if it's when you sleep, Truth spoon
Smooth as honed steel or spun silk, a flight of winged plastic take Alice to the moon.

You will be bent if you don't get bent as suggested by being all too humanly sent about
Filling your mind with the pain, the suffering, the pleasure and enjoyment of my clout
To be or not to be myself & have no control over anyone but myself, neither any good
I am the only one who will die when it's time for me to die, you too, you're dead blood.

Lame punks and poison ingestion in mind and body leads to the extinction of species
Mark the target in the middle of the bullseye, circles around the invisible point tease
As if anyone has a skill to supernova our sun or create an atmosphere around a rhyme
Follow me home, you become alive, nurture and unto decline, vanish from SpaceTime.

Here's a perfect variant, everybody will die before they are 100 years old, no exception
Quite frankly, I want to say that officially, you don't know like I know, the mortality sin
Dow's up and down for either a predictable or unpredictable reason, like a clown's face
Love and water evaporate into Space, Fire won't burn dirt, Air is over and out in Space.

by
r j j  stephan, i
c.  Mardi, July 20th, 2021 Anno Domini @ 11:11 AM PST
#CorporationsHateLosing #WinningIsEverything
{  Created this AM listenin' to @KennyChesney & @UncleKracker #WhenTheSunGoesDown on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/eGLdbpmXrbQ }
F I N I S
W.W.A.R.D.?

#CapitolAirShowsComin' #PizzaPieForAll #AllPizzaForOne @Sopranos @Santana @TinStar @TwoAndAHalfMen @CharlieSheen @Prince #BlueAngels

PERPETUAL IONS, AHA!  INFINITY'S CLOSEUP TIN STAR
Put on your big boy hat now, you're either a man, a mouse or a woman, that is all
No flaws in the philosophy's rationality, deductive logic's log rhythms of a dirt ball
Full of fossilized gas that used to be a part of the super-Nova and now a mere speck
Dust among the matter and energy that make up the MC squared, made from Dick.

A tiny one or a major elephant one, either way the injection is final, not one gets In
All of the others die a not so humane death and become metabolized into wasted sin
Venial or mortal, all too human brains and minds which practice avoiding death of salt
In the disease or by the accident, either way, it's over when it's over & it ain't my fault.

Terrific terror confronts the one and the many the same way, get ready to die or fight
For your life or the life of the ones you've decided to love more than yourself, alright
End's near, nobody knows how close that may be, So Ho Ohio blue-tip to fire up a bowl
Burned on the news at five and ten, an unusual anomaly of a green gorilla Canna roll.

Hold your stocks, sell your stocks, I'll buy your stocks, stock up on a stockade's sky dung
That's all there's left at The End, when you can breathe nothing & live as if you are dying
No clothes on to impair the wings in flight, a long way to the top of the world's tip, apex
Headed North, South, East or West matters little to the Void, you're luck will outrun Sex.

Survival of the ones who've reproduced One's DNA, nothing more nor less than my DNA
Spirits in the day or the night have no DNA, they have nothing of spirit, nothing in a hole
Be that as it may, you & I are remaining alive in a pool of water & dirt, 7 or 11 dice to say
That said, don't panic 'bout the ugly Truth of middle men pullin' our legs, they yell, let's roll.

by
r j j  stephan, i
c.  Lundi, July 19th, 2021 Anno Domini @ 12:12 PMPST
{  Drafted while listenin' to @ChrisJanson #PowerOfPositiveDrinkin' under the neon lights over on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/rSSGFVL4bwE }
F I N I S
W.W.A.R.D.?

#GiveItUp #ArchangelEarsWideOpen #EyesBlindedByLight #TheKid #NothingRests #NothingIsAtRest #WaitWhat? #HERMES

HEY KID, MIND YOUR MOTHER, ABOVE & BELOW ONE APEMAN'S EXTINCTION
As it always has been in the past several trips around the HOLY sun, 69 for me & dead you
Whether you know me or know It or not, it's still The Thing's Truth be told, to be not two
All One, both you & I, nobody else here in this room with us, primate ball games of face
Just give up the ghost to nobody other than a Void of an empty hole we dub out, Space.

Between Thing-Space, there's a profound notion, anti-matter is a genius' communista soho
Got milk answers from cows far beyond the shamanic drums I hear drowning out the blow
From exploding atoms ninety-three million miles away from us, One surface ridin' dirty rock
Disrespected everything by just being here & now, alive eating plants & animals, hen & cock.

Powers that will never be on Earth do not exist yet, that is a mutation waiting to happen now
Random collisions of atomic substance will inevitably cause both creation of form & extinction
Shapes of the bones which contain the flowing Verve inside of the solid gas, a man or woman
Humming sounds that stars like our sun contribute OM Oneness' cosmic, deadhead evolution.

Now that I have your attention, sit down all alone in the darkness with only the OM within It
208 bones resonate in synchronicity like an empty, hollowed out cave with monks in chant fit
Won't stop until the nature that is within and without calls for the payment in full, to die for
All worth the trip, short or long, good, bad or ugly 'cause the alternative is LOVE, ALL you got!

Drums are the animal skins and the heavy metal shins, tin armor to protect my balls & hearts
From the pierce of the sharp points of foreign heavy metal projectiles, comin' for rocks rolled
War games without rules & winner takes all, back to the graves of fake-men, android upstarts
All the faithfully departed, all gratefully dead & gone, it was a ruse, you're Jerry!  You're gold!

Why are you still here reading words that you cannot comprehend the meaning of?  You nuts
There's no other explanation for your return to read this over a second time, I feel all the cuts
Your memories of what you've been taught since the age of reason sprouted from the DNA Id
Extinction of Many is immanent eventually, forms of it all, shape at One of me, I am, #TheKid.

by
r j j  stephan, i
c.  Dimanche, July 18th, 2021 Anno Domini @ 7:77 AM (OST)
{  Student of Nothing drafted during #DeepTranceHum #ShamanicDrums link @ https://youtu.be/ivCOrc1HWxI & REWARD of @WARtheBand #HITS & @TheKybalionByThreeInitiates #TeachingOfTheSevenHermeticPrinciples @ https://youtu.be/3zWKrVibH64 }
FINIS
W.W.A.R.D.?