MERRY CHRISTMAS TO THOSE WHO KNOW before #BloodySunday #PeaceBaby #MicroAggression #NiceAndNaughtyToBoot

PHANTASM COMING ON SHOCKED JOCKS & SANTA's BAMBINO POPES, MCTA

Babies born to women from all seven continents, they live and die without knowing why they die

Can't even figure out the reason why they're alive in the first place, someone dropped a dime too

On all of us and then left us out to hang & drip dry, it's the thing itself that's the nature of air raids

Monkeys to viruses as men are to bacteria, all species must own their nature, eat apes, get AIDS.

Fanatics moving first and then slowing down to return to a resting state, unmoved mover on high

Mining the gold and silver, turning it to lead and lickity-split quick, too close to the sun, gonna fry

Hot or cold, in the end, there's nothing to see without eyes, to smell without a nose, to be, to see

Amorphous and invisible to the naked eyes, a glob of everything's essence is the nature of the free.

Apples in a garden, water inside a cactus in a desert, everything else is ahistorical, I made it all up

From the innocent boy-mind, a rascal & an idiot mated with the queen bees of the hive, full stop

Apes stinkin' up the joint, cleanin' the oven's grease and grounded grime, clear & present danger

Perfection predicted by the blown horns and beaten sheepskin, rocked & rolled out the manger.

Morality is only active while activated mortality moves the blood and bones around in a circle

Power within and without the matrix, pushing and pulling the atomic stuff like a tiddly winkle

Focus in and branch out of the place where you're at, where you've been and where you all fell

Working and playing until you can contemplate a universal supernaturality, wearing hell's bell.

That would be the day I die in the middle of stating a sentence, the premise for a logical conclusion

Supported by the sensations that only a blind and deaf Man could feel, he's not happy being a half

Part man, part woman, like his father and mother before him, ad infinitum in retrograde, my Suns

Those are ALL stars between the empty space between your ears & in the matrix Void's godsons.

You think you are alive, therefore you're alive?  Come on man, you're livin' in a dream world, as a cow

That was my father on Earth telling me about a mythical father in Heaven, which is not here or now

Final feed from the monkey shines called historical record, it's illiterate and illogical, so irrational

Apes know it all, men know that Nothing is as important as a heartbeat before the last gasp, eh pal?

Begin with a virgin birth that is physically impossible, except for a saga regarding fictional gods

Angels & Devils, Slegna & Slived in an imperfect world caused by a big bang & expansion pods

Forward from point A to point B or backward in reverse of the First Cause, yields 4 P2 O5 too

A miracle of the mixture, the menudo is a staple for the origin's First Move, One's inorganic spew.

Misery's merely the lack of Happiness, pleasure & pain drive the thing itself to live & die in Santa Fe

Or Chicago, Detroit, New York, Miami, New Orleans, Houston we have a problem up here y'all

It's nothing you can see or hear or taste, smell or touch but it's right there, right now, always to be

Man, woman, child, dog, cat, snake, insect, bacteria or virus, anything grounded into a dust ball.

Mammoth rocks rolling around a burning ball of hydrogen and helium, in perpetual motion's lock

To go around in an elliptcal circle, two things in one, so to speak, as above, so below, it is to mock

Your mortal mind, mortal body, mortal soul are all you have here man!  Awareness of your Selves

Many muskateers ready for the battle at hand, they came for Jesus, it's done, Merry Xmas, the elves!

M C T A = #MerryChristmasToAll

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r j j  stephan, i

c.  FREEZEMBER XXVth, MMXXI Anno Domini @ 6:66 AMpst

{ Drafted listenin' to @U2 #BloodySunday link @ https://youtu.be/LQZLPV6xcHI wondering if Jesus, Mary & Joseph were myths of the #ThreeWiseMen... #SeeFearSayNoEvil #LIVEitsSaturdayNight! }

#TookResponsiblityForCreationOfInferiorBonesOnEarth #BornToRunWild #AnInfiniteShuffleOfEasyStreet #MortalSinsSavedMankindKilledGodsSon

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?

#BloodySunday

#MarryYourChrist #MerryChristmas #JustSayin' #WrapItUp #ReadMyLips #SilentKnight

MIGHTY GODS BECAME ROCK HEARTED MASTER MINDS IN DEEP SPACE

Alligators swarmin' near the swamp's new splash of fresh meat droppin' to the bends' depth

No way to feel inside when this heart feels the underwater pressure attempting the red crush

It attracts the hungry sharks who await the fortune of the mighty, wonderful down below us

Davey Jones may not have been a pirate or any swashbuckler's moll but a Grinch made a fuss.

Got all mean with the creation due to breaking mortal kill rules, a law, One DNA programing

Stink and stank in the middle of the stunk, not a skunk but whatever... the RNA's mutating

A ham sandwich which is all that Justice is, according to the Aristotelan scholars of A-Holes

Inside or outside of the C minus ends, the brains & minds display quicksilver & gold souls.

Punks movin' right along as they've learned to do from despicable orphans of one's gene pool

It's not their faults that their ability to mestasticize is above & beyond a knotted miracle fool

Glory is nothing to do with being a dead hero or villain or even an innocent zygotic, toy sphinx

Feel no abortion remorse for Past or Future, all too humane species' program's to be extinct.

Where's your mama, your papa, any kin uplinked or downloaded?  All are One, same as Us all

Rode in open sleighs & in firebird sleds that crashed through the snow, with or without balls

Snow or ornaments as round as the sun and moon and stars above, where ghosts give it up

St. Nick, Santa, Kris Kringle in ashes & dust of the cosmos, uplifting a Savior to save us, RIP!

Rudolph the red-nosed reindeer just came & went as he pleased until Santa needed a hot ride

To town on the freeway or the backroads, we got there before and we will again, run, run, run

Let's go baby, wait here, I'll be back in a few, here's some oats and a hobo to watch o'er you

Dream will end, we're assuming it's inevitable for body & soul, enjoy the ride out of the Blue!

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r j j  stephan, i

c.  FREEZEMBER XXIVth, MMXXI Anno Domini @ 6:66 AMCST Vendredi with a #FireInTheInfiniteLoopHole link @ https://youtu.be/siZ-oI95rlM }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?

   

#FieldArtillery #CassonsGoRollinAlong #LetsRoll #HEROES @JonnyLang @WhitneyHouston @DavidBowie

TIMING'S EVERYTHING, FUNK FORMS THE EARTH FORCES, SPACE SHATTERS

Mitigate your mothers during your fathers' intercourse and flesh beats, to be a denominator

Underneath the soil and burned out solar TNT, we're still here or at least we're at the door

Ready to open or to keep it sealed up closed until the ends come without warning, The End

Not a baby's game or a child's playtime but a death of your life I'm nitpicking, return & send.

Grandmama always told me the same thing, "Monkeys see, monkeys do!"  well I just knew it all

Nothing is what it turned out to be, I knew Nothing at all about the causes and effects of the fall

Fumbling footballs, dropping flies and touchdown passes, missing the goal, the net, the hoopla

Downed and off-line, the spirit's drunk on the pollution standard of DNA, humanity's Delta-9 ska.

Bunch of the scat that comes right back to you as you turn around to walk away, it's deep in blue

Turnin' purple and black as all the things themselves do when runnin' out of the psycho-verve hue

A thing itself, a conglomeration of glue-ons form a union of 208 bones, a myriad of configurations

Ten commands to follow to be One with this universe, don't do this don't do that, all One, Man.

Panties were in a bunch, I can't lie about that, can't keep 'em out of my baby's groove, all is done

Gifts for the days of birth, yours and God's were unexpected pregnancies of the matrix, I am 71

Decades of decadence and defiling the innocent and wild-eyed who shuffle on boardwalks' bones

My field artillery is armed and ready for action, gunpowder is the chemical of the Big Bang's fun.

None of us were at the origin's explosion, probably none will be at the finale of the apocolypsing

Right where you were before your folks conceived your being in the womb of darkness, holy God

All you need to know is you're here and you're gonna die, no reason other than luck of a drawing

Cherry wine for all, on the farm it's all apples & cherries for the pies high in the sky, off Cape Cod.

Apemen and their progeny given to the daughters of EVE's ADAM, shinin' light on the monkeys

Darlings of the hairless, exposed skin color to separate the chaff from the champion wheaties

Blank minds in the darkness' nighttime, everybody's identical until the morning's dawn of light

New York to Peking to Moscow to Paris and London, common ground is all in heaven, God might.

Invisible like your spirit-soul, atone alone, creative creator of Space's dimensional Time's inlines

It has no movement, it's unmoved & in a stasis of function, unliving, undying, blue jazz & whines

Don't die before you discover why you're here and now, it's the tricky things that count, my son

Infinity & War battles to destroy funky pride, blurred lines erase east Indian ink, so, "It Is Done!"

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r j j stephan, i

c.  FREEZEMBER XXIIIrd, MMXXI Anno Domini, Jeudi @ 4:59 AMPST

{ Concocted out of Oneness, translated from Japanese while listenin' to @JonnyLang HITS LINK @ https://youtu.be/LNdF9BQacqE }

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W.W.A.R.D.?

@Carlos_Santana #HigherHopes #LowerFaith #DivineCharity #CupOfPeace @ChrisJanson @MaryWells @Santana @Morello @Springsteen #WhitneyHouston #DownWithSilverBullets #BuyMeABoat

A GUY'S MOTION OF THE PACIFIC OCEAN, TOPCAT OF ALL GUYS MY MAMA KNEW

I'm in too deep to see the surface's motion, don't know where I am, in an ocean yet I'm afloat

Pertaining to nothing special, the air comes in and out of me, thank you ma & pa for the boat

It's movin' right along, not stoppin' too long, never can admit to bein' wrong, recalculate free

Mirrors all around so, there's no doubt that you're ALL there is that matters to atomic energy.

Beginning at the finish line, common denominator comes alive from a top ten rotation of Ilk

Muscle bounded, skinny bones that everyone has, all 208 of them are risky business for Love

Spirits move the things themselves until they go caput, heartache or soul takes them all away

From you and yours, I come to you for a view of the rear guard's cover up, A Void is the Way.

Picnics & holiday banquets to remind us all that it's here & soon it'll be gone, God's chain/ball

Now hear this, supermen never reported to the planet, that was an imaginary figment of It all

What is asleep and still moving the things themselves, remaining at rest, the nature of a beast

To be or not to be is NOT the question, it's the answer wondered to it's happy infection yeast.

She sang about me in a song that her daddy picked, he wanted me to be beater of his sad kids

Her guy she called me yesterday, we stuck together like birds of a feather, ne'er to be plucked

An honor and pleasure to be with this other half yang to my ying, pure & awesome skul-gasm

Offered a sacrifice upon the altar, innocent lamb, dead offering to an offended divinity worm.

Handsome face & beautiful form of the body leads to the multiplication of the division's chit

Fallen and invisible soul, moving the rocks that can't roll without the Thing Itself, you know It

True of the Ending and the Beginning, nothing can be false if you know, wisdom rules divinity

I think, I'm a man, all too human one, she calls & I respond, I'm a guard of the treasure, "SHE!"

Movies make the stars look closer than they are further than they want to be, all life on Earth

Lives and dies without regard to reason and rationality, organic matter alive for a period's part

An era comes & goes as quick as lickity split man, near the end, you'll be sorry 'bout It, Fooled

Wanting to live forever isn't a guarantee of the matter, as a fact, everything else dies, not you.

Say it now, honey you loved me more than the sky's empty black & blue, far away outerspace

Attached to my back, we fly high above the feather beds in deep purple velvet's soft interface

Pills and smoke down the hatch, breathe in & breathe out the smoke of mountain's bud tops

Formula for the preservation of ticks & tocks is all, scratch on cave walls, you're dead, It stops!

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r j j  stephan, i 

c.  FREEZEMBER XXIInd, MMXXI Anno Domini @ 4:44 AMMST

{ Generated from zero gravity at soul level, while listenin' to my wife's favorite song, #MyGuy by @MaryWells on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/4WT7nBGX5eU & @EStreetBand @Springsteen/Morello #HighHopes link @ https://youtu.be/z03Ms69MB_8 }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?

RHYTHM IS ALRIGHT, ALRIGHT, ALRIGHT #DontBeDoBe #YoMamasAlrightAlrightAlright #ApemanSlowRide

 

ONE'S PASSENGER ROCKIN' A SLOW RIDE, OCEAN MOTION BY A GNOME

Communication between those who are not sentenced to live in the tower of Babel is cherry man

Nothing can beat the success of being understood by the One and the masses of sheeple at once

Go to the store, go to your mate's friends' dens and you'll see the memories of the elder apemen

Who randomly chose to fall in love with someone like their mater & pater, it ain't my fault man!

Don't shoot the messenger, don't pull your blade on me either, so skilled at the art of takin' verve

It's a matter of Time in this Space I'm in, you're visiting and we're goin' separate ways to a curve

It's an algebraic calculus of geometric proportions, at One & in an infinite, subatomic nucleus of It

What It is?  That's the 64 hundred thousand billion question, it's the energy, star combustion chit.

Gods never come home because the fact is the Gods are home, the Gods are all there is for real

It's a fact of life, my father told me so, my mother listened to find out too, it was Christmas' deal

A man was born under divinity's direction due to the need for being saved from a holocaustal fit

Bombs away, turned the entire rock & roll venue into glass beads of the end game, leftover chit.

Punks here and there, moving and collecting the product of cosmic, illusory perceptions, a dream

In a dream within a dream, there're idiots and morons who abide by learned disgust with wisdom

They will know who they are, everyone will know who they are, as soon as their mouth is agape

Last gasp for O2 & the visions of sugar plums, tap dancin' & doin' the Tango on a seedless grape.

Bums & junkies takin' it easy becasue there's nothin' more to do except take this slow ride pull

From the ground below, then above, then below again, leftover chicken bones & a human skull

All there is, all there was and all there's gonna be from now until infinity mends the black hole

Gambling with your sons' cache, all the rage, all mine, nothing's mine, rollin' rock mind to blow.

Discover it, forget about it, ad infinitum, until you remain constantly at rest, just like the One too

3 persons in One God, it's a thing about nothing, impossible to be coherent, deduced inductions

Rhythm's left rockin' all night with or without you, One's fine, rockin' all alone, One's last 7th son

Slowed down matters little, BABY, shapin' Time's Space, good-evil Gold, man, y'all a #NUG one!

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r j j  stephan, i

c.  FREEZEMBER XXIst, MMXXI Anno Domini @ 5:55 AMPST

{ Drafted while listenin' to @Foghat #SlowRide long version in a loop, on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/GcCNcgoyG_0 }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?

#HOUSTON #WeGotsLotsOfThrillsLeft #SevenHolesWideOpen @Santana @JoeBonamassa @BBKing @JoeSatriani #IWishItWasChristmasToday #SRV #SNL

STERILE, DIRTY BALLS SHAKIN' SUGAR & DARKER SPELLS, INFERIORITY

Montgomery's rouge tide to the edge of Tacoma's awesome Red Horde, unarm sortees

Crimson humanity has up & gone from the shores to ground burial under red dirt's seas

If you're a moron or an idiot, don't take this personally but you're either One or another

Friends of your wife, your husband, your offspring and the whole herd are o'er for BBQ.

Now then, who's birthday is celebrated once every year?  Yours?  Mine?  Gods?  Christ?

Who has the day named after themselves by their survivors?  It ain't me babe, a wise kid

Mouth like a truckdriver drinkin' tequilla in a cantina, where yo' mama stopped the skid

Your father abandoned you too, as God abandoned a creation of Earth & It is starkissed.

Bend over and kiss your hind end of the bone that got bent, backbone of the jelly fishes

Bumping into each other in the light or in the dark, same old story, I didn't see you there

Cause is way gone, it's all gone and out of foresight, hindsight and insight, it's outta sight

Monkeys, apes, snakes, armadillos, arachnophids do their thing, make holes in the dirt.

Pinstripe, buttondown, necktie and stud, satin black shoes and hot pink shoe laced Cons

Way it was and the way it will always be, to me, inside of my miniscule mind on loan too

From heaven above & earth below, it's all I'll ever know, points in Space & Time I'm into

Out of all people, black & blue, like any other divine being conceived of a seed, hey man!

 

Stop in the name of any Love God or a man or a woman, not a dad or a stepped on mom

Yet, inner desire to keep pushing ahead remains, One first thing to come & the last to go

He wrote about the murders that she wrote down in an ahistorical, no blood Uncle Tom

Miscegenation of generation leaves the reconfigured nation that appears, a job to blow.

I got down with or without you, I preferred you to the mountain streams, I knew it well

Awakened with your golden smile in my silver dream from California and Nevada's hehl

Still one day, you're gonna come my way again, poor & nomadic on Earth's faked liberty

Pretty & beautiful, killed by ecstasy in the GAME, scum and beauty of anthropomorphy.

Dancin' in circles, orbiting the solar explosions, the light thunder head to toe, jumpin' it

Bones for me and for you to move until they get burned or buried in the garbage's pits

Deeper than the honeymoon you took and never returned from, diving down to the end

Begun out of innocent ignorance, now that I've reopened the gash, I return what I sent.

My heartbeats, my thoughts think for themselves, I'm beyond being yours until The End

Jumped off of the bottomless pit's cliff without lookin' down, didn't know exactly when

I'd it the ground either running or getting familiar with the empty, black hole that I am

A Singularity for the cowboy inside of me, movin' the horses and cattle to a god's dam.

T-bones and capons on broke whiskey bottles and cowboys from the city & country long

Kissed when I'm gone right there on my picture on the wall, it's all that's left, ditty song

Horns won't matter in the fight, don't use them anymore anyway, all out of good times

Love light was shining brighter than ALL stars, then...and then...your kisses were gone.

Tell me what's on your mind so it will be on my mind too, I'll help with a happy ending

Nothing you can do can make me stop loving you, even if you stop & change partners

I'll still be the One I know who loved unconditionally, even when hate was topgunning

In crosshairs, words of honor, life, existence of a conscious mind's mother, Phuqurs!

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r j j  stephan, i

c.  FREEZEMBER XXth, MMXXI Anno Domini  0400 hours, Lundi's waning gibbous moon

{ Destroyed eternal PAX of this AM's mind & drafted out of the deep psyche's mass while listenin' to #Lucille shred by @BBKing #TheThrillIsGone & #IaintGonnaBeTheFirstToCry on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/UIM429YTrMY }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?

#EasyMoney #IKnowItsLateButWTFover #BetterLateThanNeverNeverland #IllTakeYouThereToo #ClimbOnBoardTheSoulTrain #NOWSTFU

 

TRANSUBSTANTIATION BLUES' NEWS

In the future when it is somebody's past, as it's recalled and recollected by hayseeds in the hay

Happiness is a given goal and the place we've escaped from, any mother's port in the storm, say

Monkeys and slithering snakes all got the message and left the homo sapiens who've gone too far

Which thing itself each of us are, you, me and your mama, man you're a DMF but hey, purple Car.

It's a magical Christmas in the ends, although it's a mere feeling of ending of one's seasonal fight

To be or not to be, your rational thought of subjects and their predication of objects in black light

My friends, you see me and now you don't, what's a friend other than someone who'll die for you

Matter and Forms come and go in the menudo of sensational, random collisions, all souls' la bou.

Conditional paraphrasing of 70 to a hundred years of experience, give or take, I'll just feed my pig

It's only a bank of my loose change from my paper routes and Kentucky fried chicken slavery gig

By candlelight in a blackout, from 16 to 18, I fried birds in 450 degree grease hot, deep gash cuts

As it should be, everybody in the Windy City consumed the birds like bears & bulls, apechit nuts!

Now then, is it snowing yet?  Just show me the pathway where you want me to shovel for entry

It will cost you five dollars and I'll be done in an hour, that's my fee and I understand, I can't lie

I hate shoveling the sky's mess, it's not my fault that it's on the ground, it's Jesus' & Buddah man

Can't blame it on Krishna or the oldest moslem who feared the mean, bad man, sir Genghis Khan.

If & only if you are aware of your soul's mortality and your blinded belief in above & below myth

Then there will be no more sorrow between the happy daze between your ears, a skull cap stith

It's as if the One thing itself banged a gong & then looked around to lock in a target, It's all gone

Imagine this now, you ain't mon amie, mama or papa, your mouth agape jibjabbin' on an iPhone.

Start there, get ready, get set and go to the finish line, the race is gonna end, you ain't gonna win

Say you're so sorry for your following your programmed fool DNA, it ain't my fault, my Sensai sin

It's over when it's over, whomever can't read won't know what I'm talkin' about, lightening light

Christ's mass of Blues never lost in Space, 2022 Christmas' empty holes, I'm winning a knife fight.

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r j j  stephan, i

c.  FREEZEMBER XIXth, MMXXI Anno Domini

{ #CornedBeef & #JalipenoPoppers in your Noxema clear face, seriously, drafted this while listenin' to #PleaseComeHomeForChristmas by the @EaglesBand in a loop, https://youtu.be/lFWe2aVrIbo & @GwenStefani & @BlakeShelton #YouMakeItFeelLikeChristmas link @ https://youtu.be/3ZT9_H4-hbM }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?