#FrostFromJacksOffTheGrid #CommonGroundedFreaks #GodsBoyz #PerfectPawns #MortalQueens #SayItInLatin

COOL, HOLY WATER, FIRST 3 STRIKES, SERVIN' GOD'S ALTAR BOYS

Gods said that money is the cure for all ills, whoever said that's dead now in a grain of salt

Disillusionment is all you're lucky enough to get, it's all there is at the alpha and omega vault

Whipped into shape in this joint and every other joint's place in Space, accept the gift stiff

It's a matter of being lucky, it was a draw and you didn't get the short stick, ain't even a riff.

Apes talkin' to me in my mind, inside my head but not outside, nobody can hear the chatter

It's an ultrasonic, infrared wave of frequent beats and rolls of rocks up against us, me & her

We couldn't get away from it, we died and reinvented the wheel, ad infinitum, an apple pop

Dissed and put in my place as it should be, there's a short way down, I know which way is  up.

Pawns servin' kings and queens, underpaying the bishops & knights in the castle of BRANDON

Much too cool for school, fools or wisecrackin' genii without needs & wants, indeed, it is done

Picked all of the cotton before the boll weevels came to consume their share, I killed 'em all

Extinction is Way, the middle way between far left & alt right, uplink a ghost's Id, miserable.

Some nasty funk will make you & I sad but then there's some fabulous funk, get down Son

Whatever it's like when you're not looking is the way it is when you are watching our deaths 

You're gonna thank me some day for shocking your monkey yet I understand your i-position

Climate is changing in the garbage can and the church's holy of holies, DNA is the mortal Sin.

Programmed teaching into your early consciousness' adaption, positive and negative and One

Babbling about the reason for being alive and the imaginary notions of what happens, as I die

It doesn't matter about all else, I am the only one who matters to me, the altruist god is done

Pray with secret words & songs to the unseen, ape-unknown, Knuckles I am, why would I lie?

Socialist czars unelected, appointed by powers who rule from the rear, no scruples to reburn

Taught the lessons to help the rise from the ashes or at least to the top of a grandmaster mix

Rappin' the rhyme to the beats of drums and thumped basses, lead, rockin' the roll to Auburn

American river flows down to the underground current, all over now boy, apechit for chicks.

Grandma's hands molded the way it is, it ain't my fault at all, just followed the program blow

I'm responsible only for me, myself & I, everyone else is on their own, we don't need a hero

Like men and women who risk their lives, put their mortal life on a line for freedom equality

DNA magnetics caused plague's invention & extinction, rats & roaches infused, woke up free!

Moral imperative induced out of wisdom, to avoid the chaos of the mobs, a golden rule celeb

Ten commandments are all rolled up into a basketball to be slam dunked into a net's hot web

Do nothing and stoop to no disappointing behavior which accumulates the payback of the Old

Worthwhile for a minute, fired up on an extinction chitlist, diamond-spawn mutant, God gold.

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r j j  stephan, i

c.  FREEZEMBER XVIIIth, MMXXI Anno Domini @ 1415 hours Samedhi PM

{ Created listenin' to @BobDylan #ServeSomebody link @ https://youtu.be/wC10VWDTzmU }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?

#SoulTrain @Dramatics @RunDMC #XmasCheer #WhereIsTheBumCafe #BumCafe?

ON SMOKIN' 'EM IF YA GOT 'EM, IT'S THE WAY IT IS, #ENDS LIKE THAT, FREE

I've got some good news & some bad news, LIFE'S short & this delivery's god's dam priotity

If and only if you don't or can't respond, then I shall divulge One's constant fake inferiority

Down deep in the psyche which hardly anyone knows, it's an ego & an id Big Punk Fussin'

Glasses fogged & my contacts have been reduced to a microdot of cosmic, political dustin'.

It's alright now & then to fall if you've got the abilty & wings to stop before the RR tracks

Keep in mind, only a fool depends on another body, friend, relative or fake diamondbacks

You have you, your self and your ego, your super ego & Id, all in the One in a 208 bone set

Nobody makes it out of here and now alive, Past time is in all of our futures, git outta debt.

Rose colored glasses got blurred lines, straight & curved in the imaginary Time's outerspaces

Funk and the wagging of the dog & cat tails complete the mission of random Big Bang faces

Pears, apples, grapes, cumquats, cherries, bannanas go right through the canal, I'm still born

Grow from infant to elder veteran of foreign war nobody blamed the Real Foe, POTUS Nixon.

Looky here now son, if you don't like the Truth, I ain't givin' a hoot, you're opine ain't my mind

You'll expire and give up your ghost just like all the others, skin and bones of a hundred years

Caput after that stint on Dirty planet Earth, conjured name from the old, dead men foreigners

Not your mother, not your father, sister or brother, the way it is can't be denied, Life's a grind!

Don't ask me rhetorical questions, none are rational, valid, deductive reasoning for buyin' a farm

Meaning that humanity is all too human and not divine, One ghost roams invisibly without karma

Nothing good, bad or ugly comes out of the content, it's perfection in and perfection out of an It

Don't shoot the messenger, it's a short life you've got right here, right now, All the Way, yes it is.

Uninvited and split into a trillion shards of mirror-glass, rocked & rolled each piece's world of pain

Don't think about anything but the following thought, we don't know why but we're all gonna die

Weary, healthy, walkin', drivin' or runnin' or just rollin' and flyin', when it's over it's over you'll see

Thing itself began before you arrived, it's remaining for graves or dust balls, leftovers to be, Free.

by

r j j  stephan, i

c. FREEZEMBER XVIIth, MMXXI AD @ 5:55 AMPST  

#HappyBirthdayTwins #Debbie #Davy 12/17/59

#BTW David, TY for your sevice to our great country!

{ Cracked this out of the Kracken this AM while listenin' to @RUNdmc in a loop #TheWayItIs link @ https://youtu.be/_hN1SKVx31s }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?

@OhioPlayers in California still sound #Funkified on @TowerOfPowerOaktownSoul #FriedChick #TrickyDickSwallowin'

MURDER PAWNS HAVIN' A BAWL AT YOUR EXPENSE, GOTTA GIVE IT UP

Alpha see what I'm talkin' 'bout but you can't believe your eye's got so blind

Beta gotta go pretty soon but I don't want to leave you in the lerch, it's AOK

Therefore, I'm leavin' everything I own to you, all matter and energy to find

Faith & Hope will never get you Charity, I guarantee you that is face, I say.

Quite a burn dear father of my mother, left to fend for herself in a holy Hell

Compared to the alternative, this living is as good as it gets in a jar of Bell

Wringin' wet, too hot near the core of burning ol' sol, 93 million kliks o' fun

Far enough but not too far to lose my breath and heartbeat, logic & reason.

Got serious after I was mostly kidding around, using sarcasm and criticism

To rise to the top of the cream, above the milk and spoiled cow juice of him

Or her, whichever raised a dope from the apeman baby to the godson's Ids

Prejudice for the ones that look at me, abhorance naturally for all odd kids.

In the Kool-Aide everything is cherry or grape or lemonade, come on man!

Playing games & entering a serious mode of unity in multiplicity, I'm a fan

Follow me down the rabbit hole, Alice knew the way but her flashbacks on

Nothing anyone can do about that, what Alice knows only she knows, Son.

Finding the lost right there in front of the line waiting to come back in, bust

A move now and then to find the other ones hanging around waiting for you

To be or not to be like angels or devils, alive or another world's wanderlust

My bad illusion, twisted and turned inside out, now I own it, a strange brew.

Always was inside since a first light appeared as a golden dawn crack bust

Never ahead after that, known one thing for certain, I'm the only Id, Godson

Millions have lived & died already, millions alive now will be dead & gone

It's soul man, soul black lead that's immortal, bones, skin tight, gold dust.

by

r j j  stephan, i

c.  FREEZEMBER XVIth, MMXXI Anno Domini @ 5:55 PMPST

{ Jammed while listenin' to #SkinTight @OhioPlayers in a loop link @ https://youtu.be/oBG3qpYj5DU }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?

#HowDoSomePeopleLiveWithThemselves? #SuicideIsPainlessMASH #DetectThisOnTheJourneyOnRareEarth #LinguisticMalfeasance @ArmstrongAndGetty

HEMORRAGING APPLE #MASH, LIVE GOOD, LIVE EVIL

Tripping in the middle of nowhere with nothing to hold on to, independent of my LSD's fits

There's a monster in the corner, it was there before you screwed off in a big, dark baroom

You see it but you don't like it, you don't have the power to annhilate, doin' bannana splits

I gotta move along or I'll be detained by the antibodies, they know who they are, doom!

Earth ground both above and below me, some hard & some soft rock, cosmic dust freeze

It's infrared and ultraviolet light bent to get you bent over and filled with the joy juice fruit

To be or not to be after your demise, it's either in your sleep runnin' out of power or caput

Right there in the middle of the sundae and skittles dessert in the desert, on your knees.

On the couch with complete ignorance going in one ear and out of the other, but so what

Who cares in the short run?  You know, your family, your mate, your lawyer, all the gods

They all find anyone who disobeys the Golden Rule and tries to survive and be the fittest

To be dropped down to a lowest denominator of the fractional humans, I am All over One.

Santa Claus is the master of elves but he has the virus and is still lying in bed, he's lying

Down for days and nights, only getting up for the relief of the data elimination, mortal sin

It's what you do when you have to, gonna skip the holiday, hope the kids don't mind much

Their mothers & some fathers who escaped the WuHan crud virus attack on the bunch.

Happy New Year 2022 gives us many twos & just one below zero, alright, alright, alright

Porky punks fed joy juice of the world's wars and marches over the cliff, lemming insight

Pork, beef, fowl, water fauna, grain and the bacterial, viral content of all we eat, it's food

For life & death of Thought is First Cause of a Big Bang itself, life is Nothing, it's all good.

Monkeys caged, mankind invention of moral compass' bad, good, beautiful mug, pig pug

Shot in the arse, #BuildBackBetter mythology of wealth at a moment of death in a pig pen

It's my name certainly that's the reason because the silver and the gold have all been dug

Unknown "X" and the variable CANCER on a number line, finite journey to infinity, a ZEN!

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r j j  stephan, i

c.  FREEZEMBER XVIth, MMXXI Anno Domini @ 6:66 AMPST

{ Drilled out the CREAMLESS, POWERLESS psyche this AM while listenin' to @EMINEM @Criminal in a loop on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/mR8_ldc9lag }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?

#FirstComeLastServedFreeLunch #NewOrder #Substance #ChancesAre #WARtheBand

ONE EYE GOT SOME BLISS BUT DON'T LOOK BACK BABY, IT'S TOTALLY BLACK & BLUE

I support the argument without any inductive or deductive knowledge of reason or metalogic

A feature of my existence is being totally ignorant of all valuable wisdom retained on record

Milling about in my cranial vacuum there appears a monkey, an apeman, a strange ol' bawler

Difficult to tame from infancy's waste management up to the end stage of Father Time's call.

Here and now and I don't mean maybe, I mean right this very second's instant, dirt is filled

A hole, nothing more nor less than A Word, a sound that creates wavelength and frequency

Common sense and the intellect combine sometimes before death extinction LA to NY, say

Pouring over the historical record, the search yields that the best killers survive being killed.

Brown and black, freshly created out of nothing or sucked into the Singularity's black hole fuss

One way or another, it's not a human choice, all too divine, above Earth's red dirt and below us

Apes don't know & frankly don't care but humankind's dizzy with fear of death's fake Wokeness

All the queens and kings got together and shared the facts of life a long time ago, we're stones.

Out of sight and totally out anyone's control, the cosmos rocks and rolls, shapes the expansion

Then the inevitable sleigh bells begin ringin' and blowin' you back into nostalgic connundrums

Recollecting the past & iving in one moment's present that moves on without a call girl's check

All rivers flow past you and you can't step into it twice, ask Heraclitus but he's dead, so, ah heck.

It's an undeniable, perrenial truth and make no mistake, it's man made since there's nothing else

No angels, sorry my dear grandmothers and grandfathers back into the empty Void, true & false

Just a passenger myself, neither power nor the will to power, I don't think, therefore I cry in bliss

Future & Past, I'm guessin' I'm barbaric so I'm gonna go get high, mouth agape, I see it like this!

by

r j j  stephan, i

c.  FREEZEMBER XVth, MMXXI Anno Domini @0911 AMPST

{ Dusted off Tile this AM listenin' @NewOrder #Substance @https://youtu.be/ppvaVmABNFs }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?

#HulaHoopHoopla #CrispinStPeters #RocksNotRockin' #Delfonics #Funkadelic @MavisStaplesXmas #HULA & #PureCreamOfTheCrop

GATEKEEPERS'  UNMOVED MOVER, BAWLIN' MATTER & WARPIN' TIME

Passed about the rhythmic, rockin' backbeats of ups & downs, deep blues, funky outerspace licks

Rhyming the sound of the linguistic expressions of nihilistic philosophy, an a priori pretty face kid

It comes a moment before the a posteriori function of the calculus, all hyperphysics of the matrix

Personality runs into a problem when ego splits into a moral dilemma as holder of my papa's lid.

Drama all in your mind where it belongs, that ain't my fault or maybe it's half mine, half all yours

Experience oneness, divine presence in the Present being, still lost Space's irrtrievable Past tours

Duty to be obedient and follow instructions for whatever you've been recruited for, pilot or CIA

In the perfect world I happen to be in, I'm successfully fulfilling my reason for being born, today.

I write the music, sing the out of tune song until it becomes in synchronization with the high time

Money given & money earned, loans taken and debts forgiven by death in full or on Time's dime

It's all outside of my paygrade even though I have the most high hope that I'll live after they die

You know mytholgical malarky inherited from the Kings, Queens, Czars & Popes, ain't gonna lie.

An invisible origin communicating what's clearly Nothing and I mean the complete absence of 0

Undetectable by the senses and unintelligible to the genii who know it all, imagine another hero

See the light, hear sounds, feel the hands and cheese cloth dryin' the redskin & red head of hair

Back to the bosom from which the lords of the rings also ran and jumped off into the lion's lair.

That's all there is to it, to be or not to be, got to be either squeezed out or punched in the line

Snip and cut releases the essence into the light without as much intense pain to mama's daddy

There's no judgement one way or the other, to emerge from darkness is the whole point, mine

Poverty's full of gold, silver & gems cut & raw out the ground, poor boys and girls, to be happy.

Put your hands together and you'll hear the clap except in the unnatural vacuum of a ganje mop

Paired up with your nemesis due to the pandemic of '21, it's a long way to fat bottoms, to ZZTop

Wisdom of knowledge is a very good thing but you can't hold on to it in a material world stack

It's here and now and I mean right now, you missed it, it's gone, it probably won't come back.

Fortunate to have come and gone, speaking from hyperspace's Time warp, heard by a big herd

Just for the kicks I'm gonna get watchin' the magic movin' everything around me, I say, a Word

Wished three times and nothing happened right away, I'll have to wait for the beespeller's show

Witches took forever to open the door but I'm the One that was inside, now I'm out, let's blow!

Working for the checks' givin' the holy families high hopes that the dream's never gonna fudge

Life will go on when everybody you know dies, your life will follow suit, off of the razor's edge

Space stops at hard rocks, falling from heaven ends consciousness' apologetics, God is The Kid

More space than stars, planets & nuclear war matters of state, strange brew of an idiot's grid.

by

r j j  stephan, i

c.  FREEZEMBER XIVth, MMXXI Anno Domini @ 11:11 AMPST

{ Drafted while listenin' to @TRAFFIC #LowSparkOfHighHeeledboys on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/rEZH0t5Yozw }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?

#Margaritaville #FiveOclockSomewhere #ILoveThisBar #BelieveMeFirst #Jimmy #Alan #Ronnie & #Kick

PAID MY TAB IN HOLY FISHIN' HOLES, CHRISTMAS DAZED

Hark, I fried up some perch & blue gills, that's all there was to it, I licked my fingers

Helped myself, fixed myself up with a pine twist, blue solo cup & a dixie plate dish

Read the words and understand the meaning meant behind the sounds of the mind

Peers are not on the planet anymore, they're all gone except the old, silent geezers.

Out in the jungle or in the rice patties, you're gonna get the jungle rot in a hot screw

Keepin' your toes under your knees is a great idea, no kiddin' they cut 'em all off too

On crutches, fake feet and wheelchairs to keep my gods in check, eatin' glue & paste

But I don't know what happened to the digits of the 10 digits, up in medicinal waste.

A god dies every year whether you like it or not, it's a happening of epic proportions

Things themselves all collasping into one nucleus of Earth's red hot, immortal cosigns

In the middle of a silent, holy night, the silence & the calmness escaped once again

Asleep in heaven or hell isn't going to get anyone off the hookers hooks of holy zen.

Liberty & indentured slavery to the corporal punishment of whips, chains & ol' gaols

Where the good, bad & ugly go just 'cause a jury of peers says it must be so, fool-bots

Again, it's matters of time until the space closes upon itself & implodes into tiny dots

Joy & the disappointment of living life without meaning anything to anybody's holes.

Studied, learned, graduated, rested on laurels, headed tot he finale with or without me

If I have a soul, it's mine and not the creator's, I have it right here, right now, God don't

So, think for yourself, fish or swim, we're all alive & exist for a reason & only one, to be

Last gasp of a new, badass gift gathered glory of gods, Big Man is above all, Magic font.

by

r j j  stephan, i

c.  FREEZEMBER 13th, 2021 A.D.  303 PMPST Lundi, #AllIWantForXmasYouKnow

{ Drafted out of the matrix without a map & listenin' to #ItsFiveOClockSomewhere @AlanJackson link @ https://youtu.be/BPCjC543llU }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?

#WhiskeyGlasses #CantSeeTheEndsWithoutIt #SippinRoundTheTruth @MorganWallen @Santana #WhereMyFatherMotherBrotherAndSisterLIVE @pink

PLAY IT AGAIN PINKY, & IT'S 1 FOR THE MONEY 2 FOR THE SHOW

Come home now!  Do you hear me speaking?  Do you know that I have a voice?  Come back now!

You & I know nothing but we've been programmed like your laptop, your notebook full of a cow

It's the movement of life, breathing & walking, slithering, swimming or flying in the purple feet

Bombs away on the punks and junkies who run the Scatshow, they'll die like the food they eat.

Trains moved, I saw them leave the station, kill the gods that never existed from the old X-file

Origin of you and your soul, your mama and the whiskey, wine and the shine at the mudshow

Kickin' it in the styx is all I ever wanted to do since high school's all night senior year binge flow

Kegs and bottles empty the day after when everybody woke up on the floor, wet & cold tile!

Monkeys be jumpin' to the back beat and askin' to couple with the others who bite the hands

I fed them until they bit my fingers off, rest, it wasn't any type of a complicated equation pill

You don't chew it, just swallow it as if it's what you must to survive in the concrete jungle kill

Now then, here & there in Time and Space, awareness dawns on knots of rubber rock bands.

You can't see what a blinded human sees since you're not too human yourself, it's a lost mind

In the middle of the center of the last microdot of german shepherds, passin' jack this way too

Didn't really have to do anything except just be alive & ready to roll at the drop of an ice cube

Always or at least sometimes, ready & willing to hit the spot, that one way down below boob.

Gods made this happen man!  If you don't have the blind faith, it don't matter anyways, so true

Walk or fly, ride or slide on the rocky roads' twists and turns until you run out of fuel, no @Tesla

In or out of the matrix, you will never know what it really means to go down to the honky tonk

It's on the streets of Bourbon and Smirknoff, right on the corner there's a big neon sign, Kronk!

Statues molded forms to keep rock hard stoners recollecting COVID bat-schit that happened here

I mean everything I say, I look & see the Truth without trying, obviously I need way kegs of beer

Move the bones & make 'em say it twice & deal with the #UpTheHill battlebots, so to be or not

Nothing else needed to float on the #Pink, I recommend this Jack n' Jill schit, all ya need to float.

On being all too human when you're just data bytes in a divine mind of One's cosmic black Pez

On roads or in currents of wind & sea, I'm here, now, I'll be gone in a snap, as a NYC minute flies

Not here to rush to the exit for the finale may never be for me to see before my astigmatic eyes

Seed in you and buried underground grows and dies and withers, it's a cycle of our free choices.

by

r j j  stephan, i

c.  FREEZEMBER XIIIth, MMXXI Anno Domini @ 333 AMPST Lundi's world in the toilet!

{ Jammin' to @ChrisJanson #FixADrink link @ https://youtu.be/-_Op0bQfMoo & @BrooksAndDunn #WayGone link @ https://youtu.be/EBzBoy9oa54 }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?

#BanginOnBongosLikeAChimpanzee #LookAtThoseYOYOs #Hey you GDJO, 💋💋 #IWantMyMTV2 💋💋 @DireStraits #YouAndYourFriend #MoneyForNothing #GodsPizzed #CheetahPizz

MAGNETIC PLASMA, WHITE LIGHTENING & TEQUILLA  IN A RED HOT PANDORA'S BOX

Where is the ship that disappeared from the Philadelphia experiment, radio frequency of Jacob

Inside of the wavelength's form, there's a Faraday and a Tesla somewhere being born tomorrow

Their mothers & fathers have no clue about the future of their offspring, rotate a wobbling blob

I disappeared into nowhere & nobody I used to know found me, I lived in plain sight of glory's ho.

Bums & junkies created history and then died and left you & I the boss of it all, ape's batchit crazy

Keep your body's 208 bones in Mind, because it's always over the matter but what is the Matter?

Know nothing at all but it's always the only thing that matters, bones live via gods named The Kid

It's One's multiplying & overcrowding that causes the extinction of the species, conceive 19CoVid.

All higher civilizations of the planet's mud could not reach the stars with the dirty pounds of sand

All too human, these high-brow, black and blue, white-skinned skeleton bags of muscle and sinew

Magnets filling my mind's eye with the thing itself, a substance of the essence of white lightening

If you're drunk or stoned so that you don't know your name, it's a fiction that's way gone, I'll sing!

Dropped off into the dire straits of the stinkin' city of bad smells, the Iriquois know the down way

Below the fagots and the civilized ladies and gentlemen with trains, boats & airplanes of the AOK

Come on women!  Follow the sum of all of your fears, what your mothers knew & passed through

A field of dreams' electrons firing within the cockeyed head, there it is, the whole shebang's blow.

Insiders made too much hay out of the grass and it's all up in smoke of the Rocky Mountain high

Slammin' on the brakes and screechin' to a halt, there's no other way to lay down the rubber line

It's more than a feeling and a lot less than being dead bones in a box, ashes' urn, in mama's thigh

Wine and songs of the invisible angels, allow the imaginary figments to infuse plasma cherry pie.

As I lie to your face I also lay dying in my bed or on the sidewalk by the French bakery, it's a Way

Eating a chocolate eclair walkin' down the Chicago avenue to the LeClaire Way, a deadended day

All jacked up on the sugar, gettin' wild eyed bat-scat crazy with the elders, an altar boy of a God

Had shots to go straight to heaven, felt like the first time, never did before, Pandora's Dirt blood.

by

r j j  stephan, i

c.  FREEZEMBER XIIth, MMXXI Anno Domini,  Dimanche 911 AMPST

{ Drafted first listenin' to @ACDC #HaveADrinkOnMe link at https://youtu.be/D_IrXsEHZxM & in a #HotBattle in the #FogOfClarity #OnTheUpHigh while listenin' to @Richard_Tangel interview regarding his @USArmy tour of duty 1967-1968, #BePreparedToDieYoung link on youTube at https://youtu.be/7-2o7hKTf5w .... bowel worms, VD, malaria, swarming mosquitos, jungle rot stink foot & dysentary in @CommVietNam & #ChiCons #NVA }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?