#ThisIsTheOtherSide #NonsenseIncense #UncommonAngst

SNAKE EYED BLUES?  ANGST ISOLATED IN GASLIT HIBERNATION

You know a little about what's goin' on here, rubber blues don't ask me to wet dream

To be awake while you're asleep is a dream come true, midsummer vacation's scream

Diving into the lake & swimming underneath the cream of the crop, broken mirror Ra

Either from an eternal slumber or a sojourn with the Gotham of Sodom's hot Gamora.

Funk began the journey from blown smithereens to calm sea and sandy, calm shores

Of the mice and men who swallowed the Tsunami and the Hurricane, Earth's in a fizzle

Functions of the value system to survive the Big Bang and a simple human's drawers

Of dressers and closets where the humanity and divinity pretend to hide occult drizzle.

Pure joy and the thrill of becoming happy to just breathe in & out, freedom bein' alive

Heartbeatin' the happiness on drums of dead animal skin, blowin' hot air in holy tubes

Funk from father above and the mother inseminators below the ionosphere's high dive

From absolute, total emptiness comes anti-matter, atomic Hydrogen & all alone rubes.

I had a Novena and a Benediction during my Confession before Communion, jump back

To or fro, beyond a pale of piles of nails ready to pound wood or sand, pickup the slack

A hammer with a hard head and a sharp claw, rippin' skippy in a dinosaur ghetto slum

Heavy, fully metal jackets in command, paper tiger, invader codes of a junky & a bum.

Apostles following the lead of the miracle worker who defies a natural order of Things

Causes and effects being no more nor less than all there is, First One then many, I sing

From mountaintops or on the stage production for throngs of fans who keep the flame

Lit fire for the warmth of blood and bones that defy frozen tundra & death's end game.

What I know you don't know and I can't prove my knowledge is both Wisdom & Truth

Evil and the Good, backward spelling  an accident or not, to Live to be Evil, I forsoothe

I am not the friend or enemy of the multiplicity, I'm just all there is minus you & yours

Whatever a thing itself is, it's what I am, I AM, all of me chewed-up, RA's #Woke tooth.

Bringing it on down, bringing it back to the beginning, the get go, where I'm what'll sing

Funky tickling 88's, poundin' bongos or congas, tales of eatin' it all, a dirty ball of seeds.

Alive or dead, raw or boiled, jam barbequed as we'll all be eventually, single supernova

I peaked ahead of my time & I saw what I won't be present for, a Singularity Love, uh...

Gods in a division of power from the apex to the foundation, collapsible or uncrushable

Ends justified all of the means necessary to continue survival in a hostile environmental

Space & Time immovable, like an Unmoved Mover asleep, up on top of a funeral pyre

All gone but the light in the third eye that sees nothing & all as One tokin' to git higher.

Sorrow is only the little baby infant that your mama didn't hold to her breast 24/7 son

It's the plan that's got nothing to do with wanting what you & I want to avoid sunburn

Think how it'd be to be alive, all alone on another planet with nobody else, Jupiter dirt

Or even further than that, Uranus, Neptune or Pluto, don't forget about Mars & Saturn.

Bytes closer to home, hot licks from Mercury's Venus, too hot to trot, nothing animates

To move from one place in space to another requires locomotion, Earth's got it, this's It

Looked for good, bad, the ugly & after a hundred years, I'll die married to blues outrage

Praise the overlord for dreaming, senseless 6th senses, disregard my chimpanzee cage!

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r j j  stephan, i

c.  Samedhi, August XXIst, MMXXI Anno Domini @ 09:11 hours Ante Meridien

{ Played out on the wide-screen's treble clefs just to get the bass' backbeat keepin' #TheStruggle in paradise alive, while jammin' #TheDrip to #VietNamWarRockedJam on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/vUQIGeOp1bg }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?

#ComplainerReportingCarnageViolence #ExtinctionOfSpecies #IllBreakYourSaga #SmokeOnTheWater

IMAGINE YOU'RE IN THE MATRIX, OH YOU ARE...NEVERMIND

Blackhawks go down and the Nazi's & the Aryans move Ala of Islam to a Waikiki desert

Turned from sand into beads of glass beginning the blast of the glass bead games in dirt

A planet from surface to core, split & annhilated into an asteroid belt, stoned fool-blood

Circling the burning, glowing star of the universe we've been graced to come from, Bud!

Now and then you've got to cease and desist with an obfuscation of reality, Space glows

Periodic eras attempted to annhilate us all, failure was immanent, survival fitness blows

Out of your mind and deep into Ala's matrix where all creation's destroyed in holy holes

Save the Queen, save the stranded men & women from being fried in a desert of souls.

Obscene catastrophe written down in future history of the Past, which is right now, today's dots

A matrix of forms and a finite cumulation of matter from gold to lead, transmutating God's tots

Babies who learned the ethics & morality of the good, the bad and the ugly, a comin' Red Rover

Darkness just a blazing light, it puts out the dog-god starfire, on to the End & boom, it's all over!

All too human?  Come on man, nobody knows like ancient rodents who procreated on dirt beds

Fear of being eaten by wild cats and dogs of the empire, the real planet's hungry, animated fish

Carries each and every one of the things themselves into the flow of Time, Space's deeper dish

Inside of the core, center of the dot where nothing leaves and nothing comes in God's infrareds.

Balls rolling on down the alleys to the ten pins set in rhythmic order, pick ups of 7-10 split tricks

Response to the answers without questions, just pabulum that infants need to survive little dicks

Going from the first to the last gasp in a New York minute or an L.A. woman's brief sojourn, son

Vulgar words, phrases & paragraphs of theoretical conundrums perfecting a cool obfuscation.

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r j j  stephan, i

c.  Vendredi, August 20th, 2021 Anno Domini @ 9:11 AMPST

{ Crushed out of the soda pop I didn't eliminate this AM, now it's on the altar of sacrificed lamb waiting for the Rock & Roll gods like @RickyNelson @ https://youtu.be/0janfcZ8LUw }

FINIS

W.W.A.R.D.?

#PleaseDontDeceiveMe #StopNoGo #LaughOrCry

 

MYSTERIOUSLY, I GOT IT ON WITH HER, WORM ON A DEAD STAR

Scum of Earth's timed out crust is all television needed to reproduce a goddess' slaves

The other beings from other planets call the Earth, the Stank because they smell scent

Of woman near or far, aggressive scent overcomes a #woke perfume, hotty debutante

After these 208 bones rock their way around the clock for a few, it's the finale graves.

Monkeys performing miracles, conceiving and bearing sweet nothings of good health

I am the one they all come runnin' to when they are scared, all fear hidden in stealth

It's not what they signed up for & they've got no learned strategies to deal the cards

If they don't have capacity to cope with the nonsense of adulthood, it'll be to die for.

Indeed we judge what we do & we're judged by nobody but One, as if it's he or a her

Elite of the society of men & women regulated by commandments to disobey forever

Penitentiary penance for those who cannot adapt to the OBEDIENCE to a good fight

Religion and philosophy merged into the dawn & dusk of the planetary cosmic flight.

In other words, the meaning will no doubt remain the same, it's the Truth if you listen

Subjects predicated in the middle of twilight, zones mutated from objectivism's rant

Babies grew up and solved all of the problems of the forefathers before the mothers

Difficult if not impossible to originate any form of life on a dead star, but hell, we did!

Sundials, clocks, watches, digital displays of Time because Timing is Everything, it is all

Of mice and human beings singing for their food to help consume this holy supernova

My origin on Earth gave me tools & I'm usin' 'em all, I did it, I saw it & I conquered it

My way had consequences, I begged a question, I pitied the fool 'fore it was too late!

No icing on the cake when I found it but the cake was a fake, a window dressing's icon

My blows were taken and my way was the only way I had to take, it was a load of fun

 Animated bag of bones growing from less than a micrometer into 200 pounds of form

Come & go within unknown years, nobody gets out alive, turn It underground, worm!

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r j j  stephan, i

c.  Jeudi, August 19th, 2021 Anno Domini @ 2:02 AMPST

{ Drafted while listenin' to @TheMightyTemptations on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/7RfGe6MvY84 }

FINIS

W.W.A.R.D.?

#DebateInThePitOfHell #YouMotherInseminators @ChamberBrothers @EdSheeran @WARtheBand #NegateNaziBenghazzi

DEBATE HIPPO KNIGHTS?  #LetsRoll  #KillerGodsBikinis

Son of the bastards and bitches of the wars of God & the pantheon of dictatorship reserves

Common and uncommon both have their season on this Space, in this Time, unpredictables

You and I have nothing to do with the outcome being a mere tool for the mechanic in charge

Ear, nose & throat rings around the rosy, red pit of hell that will burn the ice off of the surge.

In control of hailing the idiots out of the agar petri dish of germs and viral bacterial infections

Some fun and some nightmarish, troubling negativity will consume the rest of humanity's sins

Who loves and who hates has no bearing on the spin and wobble of your mind's eyes, breathe

In and out until you can't anymore, it ain't your fault, it's the way it is, it's the Nazi topaz teeth.

Proof of you and I and the rest of humanity will be extinct can appear to us before we die

Regardless of the way it happens to us and the others in or out of our lives, it will be done

Reasonable and logical is all it is, from the premises we are led to a presumptive conclusion

Nobody knows anything to begin with, yet how it appears to be is, firing up Key Lime pie.

Pound sand, hail #Faucism and the death marches on the way to obscure sickness to death

Fully engaged in the trip, evolutionary essence of the species' genome take-way, bad breath

Gargled and pulled the incisors, canines and bicuspids but the rest was left to chew the cud

Everything alive needs to eat something, ash and dirt will not suffice, only the LIVE is food!

Disguised in garnishment and porridges but the source of the verve we enjoy, life's Earth song

Until the inevitable, I hate to keep bringin' it up but it's at least as important as right & wrong

Balls shot, thrown and bounced on walls and grounds, into and over nets into bleacher seats

On the one hand, silence for eternity and lucky to have been here for CoVid19 flu, bat's beats.

So sorry that y'all ain't a Hippopotamus because we have immunity, we have natural immunity

Now, you know it's a secret and you shouldn't tell anyone, therefore the world will flee The City

In the garbage and trash of the alleys and dumps on the outside of the townships, death's smell

Bad smells of the city fanned off of The Lake's windy hawk blows, a holy whirlwind spin in hell.

Blood flowed in the past and it's contained this moment within you or outside of This One

Shape of your body and soul are just a figment of your activated imagination's communion

With the universal oneness introduced by the failed reverence of priests & nuns in the play

Eve & Adam we think, another debate with #Thug English, forked tongued Fool eggs of DNA.

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r j j  stephan, i

c.  Mercredi, August XVIIIth, MMXXI Anno Domini @ 7:11 AMPST #LetsRoll

{  Drafted while listenin' to @WARtheBand #HITS on youTube link with a #GardenHose @ https://youtu.be/Wx_OrjGn9lo }

FINIS

W.W.A.R.D.?

#CHICAGO @CHICAGO GO HAWKS! #princed @PRINCE

GOD ALMIGHTY, A SENSE OF HUMOROUS TENDENCIES

For one last time, you move, a force within sparks a sanctum's stage of idiotic funk fun

Responsible for evacuation of God's bowels, moving silver & gold, an Earth of Zeus' son

Of the bottom feeders allowed to exist with impunity due to their nuclear missile stroll

Gods of thunder comin' down in a New York/Peking minute, dawn to dusk, let US roll.

Bums and junkies rollin' into the bus and railroad stations after they breached borders

Got in and won't be let out, ever, forever locked into the way of the American breeders

Not me of course, but there's some ugly ones, oughta morph into a man-hippopotamus

Consume the dirt and rocks in a monster explosion designed to return Earth to goddess.

Fun or strife, either way you're gonna die at the end, no spirit will rise above Earth dirts

You will be deep within the bowels of the station you've come to know as home sweets

Die or live a hundred years, more or less and you'll see nothing more clear than it hurts

That you've been abandoned by family and gods, all alone in the center of Id's defeats.

Never giving up unti the final desperate gasp & then a release of muscle power to hold

On to the bowels of the universe within the empty Void of the Cosmos' holy ghost fold

Invisible infancy and transparent eternity merge into the thing itself, left alone, heaven

No fire at one center of Earth's core nor the sun's effulgence of immaculate conception.

A mirage in the glory of unknown ignorance and naivety due to beginning in dark black

It's a womb of experience we all learn to know in that darkness & it's gonna come back

To haunt you, to remind you that you ain't all of that & you can never be, it's impossible

Acceptance of communion with X-factors before The Ends is what it's all about, in HELL!

Woe be tide you, sister used to say, the nun with the hooded robes without facemasks

We thought the brides of Christ had it all together, they had rosary beads clankin' tasks

Runnin' around with kids in the playground, keepin' them busy and distracted from sex

At some point down the road, separation occurred, segregation of the genders, all T-Rex.

Meaning dissolved into the failed genome of DNA infused rocks and salty mud of a Void

Black, no color, nothing to see here, don't even look around, up or down, nothing there

Man or no man, this is all there is here and now, rock, paper & scissors, I win, you lose

Woman or no woman, the better half is a wonderful hope and dream come true, a ruse.

Monkeys know it all, ask any of them in cages or in the wild, they'll tell y'all it, the thing

Bananas for you and everything else, all they need if food, shelter, sex and a refuse arc

Where all is wasted and digested for the fuel to run the system, power of pooh poohing

You know you want it, I do to but we've no choice, it's either live or you die, I'm a snark!

by

r j j  stephan, i

c.  Mardi, August 17th, 2021 Anno Domini @ 9:11 AM PST

{  #Jackedup this AM while listenin' to @PRINCE, link @ https://youtu.be/tTwyVNnfjzU }

FINIS

W.W.A.R.D.?

#DivisionMultipliesAdditionalSubtractions #GeometricProgressives #BidenismBrew #WarWhatIsItGoodFor #GTFO of Vietnam's Yellow Seas! @DarylsHouse @TheOjays #LoveTrain

 

INSIDE OF THE OUTSIDE OF OUTER SPACE'S SOUL

It's a matter of Time in this Space ad infinitum, over easy or hard, what'll be will be

Supermen or gods and dogs of war move the things from origin to termination ends

A piece of the whole thing may not be enough of the puzzle to guess the whole image

It appears to be a color and a shape, unknown which of either, it's a thing itself, my age.

It didn't have to be this way but that's the way it goes, future is already done gone rogue

Nothing matters at all, love and charity and faith and belief and trust and hope, it's vogue

Like me or not, it's the message that's the reason for the string of a thought modulation

A mixed message no more, just this, this just in, when you die, you're dead & all gone.

Some hard times and maybe every time is the good times, bad times being dead mankind

Species extinction, annihilations of you & yours, friends & foes, all in a cosmic soup line

Pink lemonade gettin' you drunk on the sugar and bitterness of your Waldo decision day

Minds are over Matter, can you read the teleprompter and read what we told you to say?

Becoming your father was wrong therefore it's time to make it right, in retrospective sin

I did not impregnate your mother, someone else did that, I was just the 'poster dad' of Gin

Drank a lot of that with tonic & all that I was was a lot of Nothing that looked like mine

Head to toe, inside and out, familiar yet a stranger to what It all will be, human or divine.

Monkeys roamed and settled down near the shores of water, to eliminate their stench of hair

All that they ever were came to beating on skins and strumming tendons, singin' to get a pair

Of what males need to procreate the beauty of the species' dream, a king or queen comedy hit

7.2 earthquakes help make Ends, it's a dusted up, Earth-blown core in elliptical, counter orbit.

by

r j j  stephan, i

c.  Lundi, August XVIth, MMXXI Anno Domini

{ Drafted listenin' to #EdwinStar #WAR on youTube @  https://youtu.be/_d8C4AIFgUg }

FINIS

W.W.A.R.D.?

#TheMuseIsMusicToMyHeaders #TheresNoBeginningAtTheEnd #ThisTimeReallyReallyReally #RollDownTheWindowForHoneys #BeepHonkies #DownToTheHonkyTonk @Jake_Owens @PapaRoach #LastResort

 

<3  <3  <3

HEY MAN!  YOYO HIT THE ROAD WITH BLOWN WIZARDS, DUMB SMART!

Begging the questions that come up as we suckle upon the fruit of our loom

Coming to Ends by any means possible is what Life itself is all about, doom

It's not 'cause that's your need or desire yet it's a necessary condition's beat

Or not to be all too human, animated bone-bag of conscious sunlight's heat.

The ultimate final termination of the repetitious reincarnation feast is nigh

It's coming just as certain as the Big Bang's origin of this universe on high

My thoughts and ideas have never been my own, I adopted the "You rungs"

All too human men and all of life on Earth is a miracle, 1 Cause of shebangs.

To listen to music of treble trouble & bass love of Life's fear of Death's gown

Not just insignificant or self-aggrandizing, the thing itself that you are down

Once and for all, this being the last brief suck, a last gasp of gas, lips agape

It's all over when it is all over, it's all comin' down, like it or not, let us vape!

On the other hand, we can assist species annihilations, extinct, it'll be as it is

Almost there, no, I'm already gone, comin' out of my DNA that I Am, so true

Unless the extraction process of God's aliens' UFO abduction caused pizzazz

Compared to everything else in the universe, imagine as God, Life is not Oz.

Be outside of the only thing you know as YOU, a moment & you jump, vault

Sympathetic to the Evil and the Live, the Good and the Bad, it's not my fault

Nothing that happens on Earth is my personal responsibility, I'm free-agent

Where and when I am what I am and why I continue without being godsent.

Monkeys in general, all apes from tiny tree jumpers to large cave's of stench

Where the leaks out of munching groves of homos sapped the cherry punch

They took their gatherings & buried them underground with bones of punks

Mothers & fathers all of y'all used to be, daughters' sons' pile of slam-dunks.

To Buddha or a Christos bearing ancestral worship of Ra, Zeus, Jehovah or It

Apes honor the origin they can see from inherited heritage, ignorance bliss

Where, when, why & even how isn't important, it's over when it's a Mother

Dirty Dummy's of Taqiyya, 'x' factors atone for inception's bang, blow her!

Godmothers give the holy and mighty the chance to survive in the desert

Feeding and diapering until independent and blamable for causes of hurt

Desire of the good, the bad and the beautiful or the ugly is a staple of gods

Outside of Earth, either before or after our deaths, all is done for Nimrods.

Your dead ancestors and future unborn descendants will live & die for a toke

If they find you're correct in an assumption that we're all gonna die, no joke

They would kill you to stop you from letting all of the people become wiseaz

Your mother and father, dead or alive, mere tools to get you flower's hi-gas.

Pointed, aimless progress toward termination of heartbeats, gaspin' breath

Thoughts about fearing that you can no longer be afraid of monsters & sins

Of ancestors & of children who grew nothing but ate it all, down the hatch

It's no matter, the purpose of It being here & now, is a nugatory purgatory.

Punishment and reward for obedience to the law, then there's random chit

Not your personal fault in this life of yours, some carried over karma babble

What you did before is what you're responsible for, it's a pretzel logic puzzle

It ends nowhere with nothing left to see or do, heaven can wait, for shizzle!

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r j j  stephan, i

c.  Dimanche, August 15th, 2021 A.D.  @ 6:66 AMPST

{ Compared to the alternative, at least I woke up this AM although not being #Woke allowed me to deposit this gem with #EyesWideOpenlyClosed & listenin' to @JohnCougar #ThisTimeIThinkImReallyInLove in a loop on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/GLSi0AyoPuE }

FINIS

W.W.A.R.D.?