#LoveNeverFalls #NoMistakeAboutIt #GoingDownHard #ShipOfFOOLS #HotPinkCadillacs

TIME STRETCHED, TURN IT BACK TO SCRATCHES & SCARS

Cadillac of Blues, Corvette's red word of runes' sweet relish moods, no treading on my backdoor

Mothered and invented by the Hood, a dream within a night's mare, to be lost in space evermore

Not merely too rolling stoned to keep entering a scene between sleeping soundly to mate too far

Dream in a dream, ad invinitum, evolved protoplasm, full of the scat, mother's skim milk & gods.

Looked up to the instruction of the instution, I thought I'd just sit this one out but I was so wrong

Militant yet at peace with dying in a battle for nothing but other people's too rollin' stone song

For the generals and the admirals who led the revolution from the queen and king of the ant hill

Seven seas and as many continents driving the force deep into the core of Earth, supernova chill.

Paranoia will kill you if an accidental meteorite hits you upon the head, fires you up, stones you

Like Hendrix and Joplin, Chambers Brothers, Joe Cocker & the Grateful Dead, we come & we go

To ghosts who haunt the mind's eyes, nothing but the living left to pester for the impossible blue

No pleasure or suffering any more in this groove, honey and sugarcane, sip It, let It go down slow.

Dancing monkeys in syncopated formation, like @BlueAngels & @Thunderbirds yet all too human

Communication and precision of aeronautical skill and intelligence beyond most women and men

Rolling stoned they are, in wide turns & paranormal thrust and aerial excellence only God knows

Funny funk exhaust of the remains from the pleasure and beauty of momentarily lapsing reason.

So, they say it over and over again, so, so...like it's OK but it could be better than this, it'll soon be

On the last day of our lives, we won't see it comin' down, won't know what SCAT broke us in two

Soul or spirit sublimates into the Ether or we reblend with the cosmic dust of leftover supernovas

Daddy lovin' mommy just to puff peace pipe smoke with chiefs around a hot fire, they got a buzz.

To where there's no more light, above and below where the angels fear to go, a Void's Singularity

Stretched atoms to an infinite mass & imploding the matter into infinity's dimension, a naked city

Bugs and boys, swans and girls wade into the mudhole, a cesspool of peers & a royal executioner

Redemption of a Savior who is the dreamer of a one-man-god trip, a done deal, COVid19 chapter.

by

r j j  stephan, i

c.  Samedhi, September 18th, 2021 Anno Domini @ 1:11 PMPST

{ Original sin in the mood for a melody, to @RobinTrower #BridgeofSighs link @ https://youtu.be/7wcYeJKYWqY & #BestSongsOfPlant link @ https://youtu.be/KN0cFDYS06w }

FINIS

W.W.A.R.D.?

#ThereHeGoesAgain #GoinOffOnTheDeadAir

 

DO NOT CALL ME ANY MORE, YOUR SUPER ID HAS ATROPHIED INTO MIST

Now and then means just what it appears to say, any other time like the future or the past, presence

Even steven up and down the road to perdition, all you can do when you've ascertained a sixth sense

Forewarning by foreknowledge, like knowing what will happen before other things know, gotta chill

Conformance to the gunned down twins and triplets from the gardens of Sodom and Gomorrah hills.

Fire burned and melted the ice cold world between your ears, inherited via misconception of zygoting

Mitotic cell division is no proof for the Origin of Life & the Nature of Being's philosophical connundra

A silver bullet's panacea for the epidemic of full amnesia regarding Love and species reproduction sin

Shock of the composite, sensory perception, sight, sound, taste, smell & touch, all you know, agreed?

Where you were when I needed you?  Oh, absentee I see because you left your Mother Earth's body

Antibodies couldn't save you from the bodies of hungry aliens from COVid19 bat virus' bloody BBQ

Monoclonal, what the Hades' angels sent to the descendants of One Cro-Magnon man of the Many

Pity the fools who have little or no insight into the Origin of their species and their faith in the Few.

Heroes used to be a dime a dozen, either have become extinct or kept the 3rd eye asleep forever, us

There's no coming back for the good guys who conflicted with the bad guys, it's like a minus & a plus

You need it though you don't want it, there is no free will, ain't a choice between one thing or another

Conclusion deduced, you got it right, Form & Shape of material substance is all that I am, all you are.

Immortality is not possible for a body or a conjectured soul apart from it's host's or hostess' 208 bones

From total brute ignorance evolution in the human mind has progressed to a theistic or atheistic drone

Why you & I live, in sickness and in health, in reality without a doubt, astronauts have confirmed, to be

Or not to be here and now or there and then, nowhere in Space anywhere in Time, breath, gasp...out!

by

r j j  stephan, i

c.  Saturday, September 18th, MMXXI Anno Domini @ 11:11 AMPST

{ Driven overboard while watchin' to @BruceLeelink @ https://youtu.be/Pg0KlPHd4HM }

FINIS

W.W.A.R.D.?

#SkipItSkippy #DamSkippy #YouHeardMe #StiffUpperLiftAndSheet

 #KillingLivingStarsInMilkyWays

WILL YOU OR WON'T YOU STFU NOW & FOREVER HOLD YOUR PIECE OF...

Scat stiff as decrepit peanut DNA atoms, don't be Pathos in the drama, afterall, it's a comedian lie

From conception to dissolution you ride tidal waves, surf the curls coast to coast, Ra's rah rah rah

Anything all too human, Goodness' evil animation program, recollects no alpha-omega bassanova

Not very important but it's germaine to a philosophical argument in defense of ado 'bout the sky.

Educated women and leaders of men will succeed at fostering the survival of the genome's acid

Error is unacceptable because the trajectory affects the success of the launch into an empty void

Punks & the junkies who inhabit the nooks and crannies underneath the tollway bridges, in tents

Really more like lean-to's on the border, south, east, never west nor north, California gold vents.

Mongrels await the fodder of war and peace, it's all essential nature of the beast, sweet leaf high

Mastication chewed me up, it ain't my fault that your God exiled you to Hades in your mind's eye

Bottom of the top is one & the same thing, laughing so hard that you're killin' me, it's an outrage

Being no master of hyperbole, I'll exaggerate this accident of a mind meld, on the same old page.

Spun out on black ice comin' 'round Dead Man's bend, yellow ribbon wrapped 'round an oak tree

Next to the river flowin' into a holy Maple Valley, where gramma and grampa used to roam free

My spirit escaped the smash of my skeleton's blood, like a Casper ghost, I got out still alive, woke

Very good or simply too bad to be here and now, present, past or future, spun dirty Earth, Stroke!

by

r j j  stephan, i

c.  Friday, September 17th, 2021 Anno Domini @ 6:55 AMPST

{ Drafted by yo' mama or one of her distant relatives from #WayBackWhen @ShermanAndPeabody re:  #CHINA @ https://youtu.be/NdPURdzSb74 & then... jammin' to #WARGreatestHits on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/Wx_OrjGn9lo & @TheBeachboys #GreatestHits @ https://youtu.be/cdNRiZ0kwR8 }

FINIS

W.W.A.R.D.?

#OrangeClocks #WomanWorkinIt @Delbert_McClinton @Martina_McBride @GarthBrooks

CHOKIN' THE CHICKEN WHILE EATIN' RAVENS & CROWS

Tiny houses made of ticky-tacky, recycled sawdust into roofs over walls and one floor

Front and back door with a hide-a-way bed in your overstuffed sofa from Leatherby

Monkeys and their altered species from some alien culture above or below the dirty

Bugs, birds, all forms of edible and animated bloody crawlers, swimmers & runners.

Upper atmospheric pressure from just being here and now, present in the future past

Killing the murderers who were out of sight and out of control, a miracle of afterbirth

Shook the ground and drank the grain alcohol in disbelief that I didn't die that instant

There was some unknown, occult work to be done, a bit short of time fakin' self-worth.

In the night, with or without any light that never stopped burnin' around a #19 Covid

Keys to the padlocks and numbers left & right for the combo, just rollin' a number son

Twins or tripletts just can't share the holy emptiness when together, a recollection Id

When an idea of being alive, of being a self middle of nowhere, shared by all for One.

In the End, the quadratic equation dumps on the radicals of the anti-material thriller

Where no place is everywhere and what you don't know is unknown to One for it All

Extinguishing the invisible animation is a fait accompli, the fade away makes us bawl

Can't metabolize the dead to transform stage and screen into reality's highland killer.

Burning fire consumes the atoms' ash, disappears from sight into animated cosmic dust

You & I don't know better than a referee that casts red flags in faces, to be or not to be

There's other questions and answers but none more important than the baby's quest

For the purpose of being alive and dying in a day or a century, accidentally on purpose.

by

r j j  stephan, i

c.  Jeudi, 9-16-2021 Anno Domini @ 6:66 PMPST

{ Drafted keepin' one #ClockworkOrange #SinginInTheRain clip in mind for the duration of the WORD, link on youTube @ https://youtu.be/GnSx7q89y1g }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?

#NaNaNaNa #NaNa #Goodbye #SoulsignShine #GTHOOH

 

WHAT IN THE INTERCOURSE DID  YOU THINK WOULD HAPPEN?

It gets a bit complicated when you're sippin' Tennessee whiskey but Memphis paid me in full

Pension beats the best airline on Earth just for spending 23 years makin' the billions for a bull

No bears hibernating and waiting for another Time, another Space because this is It, I'm a One

No other will ever do, just the one I see, the one I hear, taste, smell and touch, that's the fun.

Dead air between the lines of brevity and longevity, under the house of the rising, setting sun

I'm one, we're all one like it or not, know it or not, the fact remains, fathers are all One, done

As if it always was this way before the sun pulled a supernova disguised as a black hole buddy

We can't know anything, we guess everything, educated or ignorant, nothing but blind lucky.

Ball & chain given to the prisoners of this war in the air and on the ground of supreme beings

Male, female are designated creations of an evolutionary matrix, designed for mitotic division

From down in Mississippi to up in the Saskatchewan territory of the mud, blood & craft beers

Gone under the bridge & flew over a closed, cuckoo nest, London bridge fell down in the NYC.

It was alright with me, sometimes OK with you, hell & heaven split apart a fool's womb scree

In the bowels' deep well of empty space where you can't go and see in the dark, a holy place

No light because the fire has been extinguished by the thing itself, creation disintegrated me

Top spun in counter-revolution & a yo-yo walks the dog, rocks a baby in a cradle, loses a race.

T'was all about the faith, hope & charity you heard from mentally challenged words of a Face

Income of power returns outflow & sublimate the mass of animation, I hunt like a polar bear

Blind priests & mullahs weave the yarn into their ticket to paradise, to Valhalla, to deep Space

Corpses getting down with this jigsaw of multiplicity, mixed up with stardust, it's all Dead Air.

by

r j j  stephan, i

c.  Jeudi, September XVIth, MMXXI Anno Domini

{ Contaminated the pure vision with this gift from above or below, either way, link to the @BadCompany #ShootingStar & #HITS on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/FJTSmLqg6iE }

FINIS

W.W.A.R.D.?

#EWandF @EarthWindAndFire #NeverForgetAboutIt #SATCH #BegunToDigAtTheFinaleOfGodsFUNK #Silence

#FAKENOOSE COUP D'ETAT, TREASON & A HOLY COWBELL

Figure eights on the thin ice before comin' down the smokestack, several categories of a preteen

Forms shaped by cultural intent in a #Tombstone, all you get is dead air & my holy, sacred sword

Who can cause the beginning of the end, the treason of your chiefs of the staff, an easy Article 15

To be or not to be the Liberty of animated souls, on Earth for brief moments of humanity's lord.

Gatekeepers of the paradise we call home have thrown away the key to the doors of perception

I am in the finale as I was at the beginning of this story, amazing light in the dark cave I am all in

Frozen stiff without any fur or hair or clothes from head to foot, no food, no fire, no ice, just me

What I am in the meaning of words is less important than being understood, to be or not to be.

Higher than stratosphere, out of lies' origin comes no cloud of unknowing, simply complex drunk

On the distilled plants of grain seed, stored for a night before the hunt, drunken hung over punk

Unhappiness until death do you part, being mean is not the modus operandi of the thing itself

In my heart, sober as the blood in the aorta, thoughtlessness in the mind of the brain, top shelf.

Moan and groan or celebrate victory with song and the feeling of ecstasy where none can ever be

Just a goal to shoot for, I'm not able to drive this way but I will, I have no vision, I'm drivin' blind

Gods go to hell in a hand basket with or without me, I ain't the One, It ain't my fault we're a paon

Among certainty of those who worship presence, I'm One and maybe the only one, sit down son!

Some words I have that mean nothing to some but will mean everything to someone, someday

Phantasm of ghosts flowing in and out of my love to let the alcohol and drugs flown into BLAM!

Of wasted days and nights misunderstood yet understood, there's a failure to communicate me

What I am is what I am as far as I know, I may have mischaracterized myself to me, I think I am.

Will to power sidelined by smokin' burned plants of the Indies & swigging fermented grains' blow

Boys live and die, forgotten like the ones who came before you, you'll be forgotten too, yo daddio

Your deadbeat folks threw you to the dogs, hungry and some even rabied, fended for your Selfies

Symbols not cymbols unclapped, just signs of the Time & Space within CoVid19 bats in the belfry.

Sunken treasure chest way down at the bottom of Davey Jones' locker, we all know where it's at

Just way down by the Earth's core, the sand is quick to be the spin of love, faith and hope to hell

It ain't all there is to it, a hundred years give or take, rewards and punishments, dingaling cowbell

Kick your Eagle's eyes into astygmatic headaches, all #Equity rises to death's deadend, the scat!

by

r j j  stephan, i

c.  September XVI, MMXXI Anno Domini @ 10:10 AMPST

{ Fully Vaccinated [#FV] in #September by @EarthWindAndFire link @ https://youtu.be/O9l6_1XCQ8U draftation while jammin' to #WhenTheGeneralsTalk by @MidnightOil link @ https://youtu.be/JNL3xhxGpK8, only the gods know, while injecting Venom via @ACDC atop of #TheRazorsEdge link @ https://youtu.be/l_7SxoQW11g }

FINIS    but   W.W.A.R.D.?

#ForChristmas?  etc, etc, etc...

#RIP @NormMcDonald #OldMcdonaldBoughtTheFarm #BeastVsGoddess

RETIREMENT PEDRO'S SCORE, CRACKED UP TO BE ME

All fighters, daughters' tortured sons, heaven & hell's chain of fools see Bozo's trees

Hydrogen and oxygen mixin' up with the nitrogen and too much helium in the holy sea

Men & women annointed with planetary silver & gold from holy wars, unholy thunder

Crusader rabbits and the rockin' steady #rastafarians from the above the down under.

Spending sawbucks and fins like they were goin' out of style until I got the Benjamins

Then it was the eight mile high sky that was my limit, coast to coast, CalMex, ATL/SEA

All time & the Space it's involved in being the measurement of conscious stoned breath

Forgetting & remembering before and after out birth may not be the same after death.

Thrills come & end in a hurry, age of reason to an acceptance phase of the co-existence

Transitory and a mere illusion that immortality of any THING is possible, it is nonsense

Nothing except Nothing itself lives and reproduces it's DNA in a pool of salt water fools

Far away, near another star a billion miles away, people live & die, here, now, bye bye!

Combination lock cannot be open without knowing the tweaks of the dial, left & righty

Starting and pausing at the zero, straight up and clean tumblers in the picking ala mode

Custard pie, double piece, chocolate oozing out both sides underneath whipped cream

Where's my java from the bucks or the city, make it a strong triple shot, I'm in a dream.

On a train that won't stop lest I pull the emergency chord, the brakes applied to get off

Stopped in an immaterial world lookin' for an immaterial girl, like it or not, it'll popoff

Like a cork that won't pop out my bottle's top, I'm stuck between lines, key of A, G or E

Looked away for a moment & everything changed into streams of muck headed to sea.

Drank smoke, sweated my labor, the angels all live and die in L.A. for a Nor-Cal mama

Born & bred in the second city where some seed planted roots to become intelligencia

Crazy me higher than a loose kite in the blue sky, tappin' my foot, talkin' the smack ball

Falls into place 'cause there's nowhere else to go, garden of Eden, here, now, that's all!

Virgins are fine but that means nothing to anyone outside of this planet's atmosphere

Random Randos made up the rules, callin' them facts of life, they copied dogs & cats

Herding and getting to the end of being alive without something eating your hot hair

Proof that it will be over will come when it's over, Bat Flu of COVid19, my nightmare!

by

r j j  stephan, i

c.  Mercredi, September XVth, MMXXI Anno Domini @ 3:33 PMPST

{ Drafted while listenin' to @Madonna #LaIslaBonita & HITS on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/zpzdgmqIHOQ }

FINIS

W.W.A.R.D.?

#StopThatSCAT or else...

 

ROLLED BONES' IN A FUNKY GROOVE, 12 SHORT SKIRTS & 3 LONG JACKETS

Formation of bare sons & daughters of gods, naked world's pieces roll up & down slippery slopes

Juggling this Italian piece of cake, way deep within the purple haze, corn pone pie down on Popes

Fix is in and the modus operandi is comin' down from the upper stratosphere's bytes and a piece

From the sombreros & turbins come the others, caps, hats, chapeaux & the middle of a tax seize.

Bums and junkies swimmin' in the puddle of mud in front of the entrance to the world of swirl

A competent genome appears out of nowhere because there was no other choice, it had to be

Never was a free will in the first or second place, just an illusion of critical thinking, logical scree

For all and for One, it's the foundation of the miracle, breathe in and breathe out, it's powerful.

Common enough for the power of the Will to suboordinate to the ignorant morons' high schools

Under the impression that everything you think is eternal is actually a finite entity of cows' bulls

Featured in the episodic nonsense you know is the end of the means, when it's over it's all over

Don't shoot the messenger or stab the one you won't let speak the Truth, unbelievable I love her.

Truth's too good to be true yet it's indubitably not false beyond a wild-eyed depository of doubt

Meaning it must be true or else this critique of pure reason is a fool's mission in Deep Space-Out

Things themselves evolve things & before there was anything, there was much ado about Nothing

Coming in last place is very handy when you want to avoid attention, let 'em eat cake dung fling.

Nefarious yet understated as the hood and robes allow, black on black in a darkness' urban edge

Noone knows what day they will give up the ghost & go awry for the presence to burst & bulge

Battles and whole wars for days or years, forty mor or less, all fought to kill the bottom feeders

It's what you & I get conceiving good, bad & holy ugly, there's no end goal for #Kiddy's breeders.

Burrowing deep down and then bobbing up to the surface of liquid sunshine, Earth one of many

Many meaning nothing at all, unseen dots of blown cosmic dust and the leftovers of po' tent city

Much bigger bang than I ever had since a supernova'd itty, bitty titty & heartache blowout soon

Mystical mountaintop comin', a stroke or two later to a boogie, to a way long gone, a full moon!

Bring your A-game to the far left and far right spectrum to show the rainbow before it dissolves

Aliens could do nothing hundreds of years ago and can't do anything about giants and the elves

Singing & pluckin' some animal leg strings, scrapin' washboard, blowin' a kazoo off the cybergrid

Undercover for the duration of the existence, nobody gets to know it all until you die, I'm the kid.

Fortune & Destiny mutually exclusive, nobody can do anything about things as they appear to be

Animated herds and flocks of things that breathe and breed without giving a damn for gods' she

Female stars above & beyond this planet indifference to the glee I feel for being the One & done

Received a 9-5 gift for serving God's masses, dead body bee's blood, little queenie's breath, son!

Infection in enamel cavities, holy root canal's primal torture, pain pills for grim troubles-no-more

Thirty teeth to begin with and on down to twenty-one, maybe even less, I don't want to know, so

I will just skirt the issue with the cells growing into self-sustaining pieces of the original sin's roots

Good & bad, the Unknown is the known Void from an Everlasting comes 24 oxymoron jack boots!

by

r j j  stephan, i

c.  Mardi, September 14th, 2021 Anno Domini @ 3:33 PMPST

{ Modified the genome, blasted this out listenin' to Volue 2 of #BestOfSoulAndFunkyGroove on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/CIfIU9mANGU }

FINIS

W.W.A.R.D.?

#TheLastDetailForgotten #NeverForget #YOUtoo

LADIES GOT NAKED, EXTINCTION OF A #ComeOnMan

Common denominators of infinite numerators are The Way to merge the conglomeration, tonic & gin

Without DNA fishin' around in cytoplasm, code replicated, all too human gods aren't egg's original sin

Think about it, right and wrong, good and evil, learned behavior from the matrix of random Brandos

Big time and all in a tiny space smaller than the head of a straight pin or even safety pin point blows.

Start when you feel you can handle the Truth, here it is as it has always been, now & then, forget it

It hurts to be in and out of love, ad infinitum, I'm vaccinated and you're carrying a killer viral germ

You will flush out the DNA that cannot survive the epidemic, if you have the luck of a million sperm

In the end, for a moment or a century there's a sweet spot in the center of your mind, COVid19 arm.

Apes naked or full of hair from head to toe, all are one and the one is all, hominid of life and death

If & only if you need to understand the Truth about your existence and the facts of life, gasp breath

It will not help but keep gasping as you discover that your most wild nightmare is actually what It is

A dream within a dream that you can never wake up from, you'll just remain in a bizarre #Woke fizz.

So then, the fractional display of the Truth is actually 1 over one, the meaning of Life is just old SPACE

You need your space & we all need our own hammer to spin around one sun, open book's pretty FACE

Fight for your right to fake freedom, worth dying for if in the end you're free of you, soul's vaccination

Monkeys know it's over when it's over, humans blinded faith in afterlife is worthy of supremacy in Sin.

Touched inside very deeply down to the utmost echelon of my being, somewhere at a conception

Inside darkness of motherly wombs, our fortune is to lie down on tarmacs in 70 revolutions of a sun

Knowledge and the wisdom required to wield it's mighty power are the things themselves, fool pity

Around the imaginary clock, sands of Time will disintegrate you from nuclei to imaginary, die to see!

Fix is in the tweets and the texts out of context, a snippet of reality to rationalize the irrational blue sky

As the world turns around and wobbles around the ecliptic, life lives and life dies in random evolution

Some brothers, mothers and fathers called it Our Fault that we're all here & now, I digress, liars do lie

Hot food in the refer, Void's cold as hell to feed pot smoke, mad donna's extinction, #ComeOnMan!

by

r j j  stephan, i

c.  Lundi, September 13th, 2021 Anno Domini @ 7:11 AMPST

{ #SeptemberRememberEleventh #2001 jammed while listenin' to #ThePlatinumCollection of @DeepPurple ( 3.5 hours ) on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/Ivd1lk8ys5A & @EarthWindAndFire #September link @ https://youtu.be/Gs069dndIYk & #MyOldApartment & HITS OF @BareNakedLadies link @ https://youtu.be/Pv7kodfFXpA }

FINIS

W.W.A.R.D.?

 

#LETSroll

#NotYOU #NotME #EverybodyElseIsGonnaDie LOLs #BoneSkinSins

I HAVE TOTAL CONTROL, IN CONTROL OF THE BEAST, ONE & DONE *

Confidence men and well-formed female skeletons merge and become Earthling tea

Loose leaf or in a baggie on a string with a tag, either way the heart and mind go to be

In Space and Time with Bravo One and Delta Four, All one for all & all for the real One

Prior to you learning to read words and understand the meaning, you were unborn '0'

Torqing my body in a fatal twist & turn on the way down from The Tower, upside down

I knew it was over when it was over but not before I saw the ground of being a clown

Made the friends & strangers laugh their asses off at some of my jokes, groan at some

Forcing momentum in the only direction there is everywhere, N, S, E & W from home.

No place like home from one day to the next only on Earth, spinnin' a bubble in a Void

No more than a pocket of air in the middle of nowhere, gas exhaust of Matter's forms

A multitude of mysteries becoming alive and multiplying their positions on terra ferma

Nothing outside to the moon nor to the sun, astronauts confirm Nothing's everywhere.

Poor Richards & their progeny who move in ignorance, 1's antagonism's protagonisms

Extinction of the species DNA staged tp be complete prior to the Big Bang's holy A-Hole

The Holy Hole end of the picture of reality's causes and effects of energy & matter Vims

Always thought I was a cell, a One among the Many, I was right, it's over, be cool Soul!

Neutrino love comin' in & out of atomic juice leaking out of a dying star's soylent green

#AskNASA if you can twist a bolt four or five times and break a bolt that is God unseen

In the end, nobody gets back to Earth, they're stuck in Space diggin' for golden cowbells

Wasteland of the plethora, invisible, fertile minds indivisible above heaven, raise hell!

by

r j j  stephan, i

c.  Dimanche, IX-XIIth, MMXX1 Anno Domini @7:55 Ante-Meriden (PST)

{ Drafted before I knew that I was #Woke & I am still not #Woke but this will awaken the dead at this youTube link of Rockin' @ #DeadPoetsSociety https://youtu.be/JfJLsWMpTkM & #RhumbaMan by @JessieWinchester @ https://youtu.be/snl2YGfk7VE }  

*SalvidorDali is my header!  God!

FINIS

W.W.A.R.D.?