ENDSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS #LVRaiders @Raiderettes @Christina_Aguelera

GHOSTS STRETCH CHAOS’ 40 DAYS & 40 NIGHTS, CAGED GIRAFFES

On being the voice of the variant RNA as an ignorant PhD or random degree of BSci

Honed skill of merging as one to cause a mitochondria breach in the genome sea

Honoring and obeying the laws of the moms and dads we trust gets us the stank

From the Grinch crunch of the happiness l released when I yelled for more dank.

It came with the flowers and buds of seeds’ pods, genetically mutated sinsemilla

On the encore and finale’s epic dump of acting trash upon an innocent audience

Forks and the spooners of chocolate and whipped cream, pokin’ around in the Ga

Around the middle of the point in the center of the matrix’ vortex, pork of papa.

Part of the whole shebang you can dismiss for being black & white leather and lace

Atoms moving in and out of the Time revolution around the sun, in deeper Space do

Justice is indeed, a ham sandwich, as the professori of ancient philosophy showbiz’d

From the core of Cornell to the epicenter of UCBezerkly, you know who’ll lose face.

Got what I never could have had without you, you’re the only One that counts alt del

As if there’s any unconditional statement of the syllogistic and inductive invalid ends

Conclusions fall down to the ground, below the fertility where the sewer swallows guts

Rain’s pouring in vain, all it took was a gasp of wind, drew lots to come here, safe huts.

I received the transmission which was subtle & subliminal while being at one, ego @alpha

Certainty that the omega won’t be aware of itself at the Singularity’s omega foot blisters

Gone before you got ready, therefore, I’m runnin’ so fast I’m at a stand-still blast @omega

Markin’ Go when I can’t see a meter ahead, naught but the sins of fathers of my sisters.

I’ve got my neck stuck up & out as far as it’s allowed to go, a stretch of evolutionary mort-sin

When the idiots and morons took over from the intellectuals and genii who got kicked out Eden

Known or just a mysterious ‘x’ & ‘y’ byte of acid lookin’ to multiply inside of the divided on high

Mirrors broken, glass in shards to create the flower hits in the head, toke, smoke ‘til y’all die.

Cool cubes without the H2O from a peanut gallery that glared at the cathode, warped the lens

Distortion for high society and a holy psyche all into the blinded faith of hippies’ nonprofit hens

Looked and found the beginning before the end, got lucky to be so uncertainly yours on the floor

English, Chinese Kung-Fu from Lao-Tzu or Confucius, either & or, super giraffe sisters of the poor.

by

r j j  stephan, i

c.  Freezember XXXIst, MMXXII Anno Domini @ 711 AMPST #HNY2023

{Jammed out of the psyche by force this AM while listenin’ to @Jackie_Greene LIVE https://youtu.be/kR32Nllzf6g C U tonight Jackie!  #SkyIsCryin’  @JonnyLang LIVE @ https://youtu.be/bBlt14X8V5Q }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?

Great Year 2022 Anno Domini with #TheONE chalked up for the #septuagenarian ages . . . #HardcoreSoftwareMagnetics @Mariah_Carey @Christina_Aguelera @ZZTop

Five’ll Git ya ten, moon

 { no needle & no spoon }

Full of Excretion, wasted good taste & evil eyes of unholy, innocent kissin’ cousins

None of them at fault for their actions, yet they’re all sorry, feelin’ guilt for senses

Inherited from the faux elders they came from both body & psycho-social bones

Most of us get a complement of bad advice from the mean & nasty predecessors.

On a freight train chuggin’ ahead or just climbin’ a high mountain to jump off of too

In a dream or in reality, you & I can both see what happened when you lost the crew

Of men & mice that populated the empty space that told you what you already knew

That you’re a tool, lucky to be for a minute, a century, more or less, A Bubble of blue.

Pickled the existence memory with writing on the cave’s inner walls that nobody sees

Blinded by seeing so many rainbows up in the sky, never could find the pot of gold ore

Amazing though it is, just refraction of sunlight, burning gas effulgence reached in & out

At the end of the road’s path, well-traveled gone downwind & back uphill, like Sisyphus.

Screamin’ of this daydream’s night’s mare is only a figment of a sleeping giant’s reverie, gods

Left this for you & I to recollect the actually emptiness of everything but Life on Earth, hotrods

All ’57 chevies or ’24 Tesla gone country, city, jetsons up above and below the whole shebang

Wavelengths and frequencies of the sights and sounds I recommend, I came, I saw, I got hung.

I didn’t end anyone’s life, I ended everything from quarks to electrons, neutrons, protons & star

This solar system was a whim of the thought I had before my Ma & Pa punched my ticket so far

When & if One is one and the same as the One always was and always will be in retrograde sin

Of fathers, sons and holy ghosts they came from, reason, logic, rational stench of lies & yo’ kin.

Not your fault but it’s your fate, you’ve no free will nor choice in the material world flim flam

Quantum leapin’ now, get ready to unload your guilty insanity for a striking-war of god-elves

Comin’ right out of left-center field, that cow’s hide was flyin’ over the fence for atomic fields

Energy becomes what it’s always been, neither creatable nor destroyable, I think, ergo, I AM.

Creeps you know or will know sooner or later, they run the backstreets and garbage alleys too

Known felons released from the locked up cells of rats who got dirty & hosed off in a cesspool

If not six feet down in a hole, above & below the air’s forces of gravity & power in cosmic soup

As you know, you’ll never forget the Truth, Time temporary, Space infinite, now wake the Fup!

I got some of your ol’ Bakersfield, where all of the gold got melted down into changed bitcoin

Honoring god foremothers’ charming allure, against ALL free wills, bore the all too human, son

Into the ground of being here and now, with or without the blinded faith of the savior genes

DNA & RNA from UFOs of interstellar cosmic debris, Nothing you can do, It Is Already Done!

Grips on the groping and skinless bones preachin’ out from the decrepit apes and their chimps

Runnin’ the dozens or just quippin’ with the brothers and sisters from other mothers, kid pimps

All that smell goin’ in and out of the ‘hood’s bowery and those dark shadows of the ol’ chumps

Not their fault that their related to the lucky to be here, should have been extinct, #2 dumps.

Loose stools and bloody runs of the ecstasy that stinks of taboo perfume, only God can handle

Created for us all to govern our behavior, remaining free & out of gaol, prison or a farmer’s dell

Pork & beans sustain your blood, muscles & brain function, you need the holy water too, Dew

On the way to the end of the line, it’s straight ahead, eyes are open, blinkin’ #182 times, Boo!

by
r j j  stephan, i

c.  Freezember XXXth, MMXXII Anno Domini @ 911 AMPST

{Pricked from & evergreens & pine we chopped down to make the Housing & Urban Development & lust for rich man’s gold, jammin’ to @LynyrdSkynyrd L I V E concert AT the @GreekTheaterLA link @ https://youtu.be/gwkkJEyrNiE }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?

@ChristinaAguelera @XTeena #IfTheresHellBelowWereAllGonnaGoGoGo #BleachBytes to less than 5 will get you 10 cents #TheBluestSkiesYouEverSeenAreInSEATTLE #WhosPerryComo? #WhosCurtisMayfield #OVEReposure

BAD AIN’T GOOD, IT’S SQUARE ROOTED VOID #ShootinCraps

I can’t chew this gum anymore; all of the taste is absorbed into the genome of DNAcid of GA

Not that you’d ever think that it’s probably going to happen to you, I’ll remind you of the fact

You & I with the rest of the whole shebang will disappear in random disintegration of my rack

Gods & their mamas don’t GAF about you or the rest of the cavalcade of sport games in play.

Lips smacking as if eating & drinking is the only way to fill the fuel tank with sparks of Life

Eating and drinking to urinate and defecate all of the dreams that came true before The End

All of it in a bushel of underground growth, treetop flyin’ fruit headed up to the clouded sky

Azure and grey-white puffs above and below what I see, taste, touch, smell and feel, so high.

Monkeys champions of the treetop flyers only because they’re all there is, here, everywhere

Punks, junkies & the too human to be a son or daughter of another orphan, all in my long hair

Barriers to The Truth about this scat movin’ to & fro in front of your & my faces, not a ol’ troll

Analyzed the bulls’ scat to check the life I’ve been livin’, high appetite for the love of my doll.

Old fashioned in the New Age, a millennium from now, I’ll forget all about it all, I know that

Other than that one bit of wisdom & knowledge, I got nothin’ more than what’s hangin’ back

On my spine & over my vital organs that keep me up and down as I walk & run underground

Piles of the scat leftover by the recycled men and women, boys and girls God liked to pound.

Fixed in the staring at the vision on the screen, lights out and the images are all too far gone

What I fixed and broke I took with me back to the empty hole, a fool’s errand in a baked bun

Wings flappin’ in flight, bugs, birds and blue angels, thunderbirds, snowbirds, flyin’ in a blink

Apes can see through their fruit, nuts & the dead meat of peers & planted zoo animals’ stank.

Such a farce you believe we gonna live forever when you die on Earth, WTH's wrong people?

It’s right there inside a radical sign, it’s a square root of an unknown dot matrix of soul sheeple

Hung low & deeper than an ocean’s touch of Earth’s hot core, can’t keep it cool, it’s all red hot

Scenes move, lights on & off like a switchin’ Fate date, fiddlin’ grim reaps, wisdom's a gunshot!

A minute in a blink, a second ago, all gone, before I prepared for a dinner meal, dropped dimes

On god heads, my head & everything else on Earth & everywhere else, outer space Rocks rollin’

Drawers emptied the dresser in a junk pile of wood & such, slivers of memoranda, notes to Self

Presence all past the future & turnin’ into a memory forgotten by prayin’ to die, can’t live in half.

My gods never came, never left & never will come while I’m here,  gotta leave to find the Truth

Kickin’ & screamin’ about the chores to get me strong & able to handle One idiotic moron’s tooth

Spooky or not, it’s the fear that kills you, no fear of anything but Empty Void, all straits were dire

Tooth just one of 32t teeth, depending on q holy wisdom chicklet to get you through the Hell-Fire.

by

r j j stephan, i

c. Freezember XXIXth, MMXXII Anno Domini @ 411 AMPST

e =mC2  Know It.  Be It.

{ Cracked this out the country this AM while crackin’ on @Alan_Jackson #GreatestHitsCountry link @ https://youtu.be/mRwq8A0PPS4 }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?

NEVER GONNA GIVE YOU UP, NEVER, EVER, FOREVER MINE . . #RhapsodyInTheRain #LighteningStrikes

ONLY TROUBLE TO SUCK IN IS, NO GODS DIE, EVER!

Fifteen or even a mere five minutes of fame could delete the entire ensemble of pop tops

On time but still out of Time, when it’s over it is over, there’s only probable cause, I’m out

Nobody knows your window of opportunity but you and your mother, maybe even pops

So that it's nearly non-existent, schemed thoughts are not to think about if it’s all in doubt.

First base or third base are fine if you’re a pitcher who can’t throw a fork ball at a golf tee

It’s nothing personal, it’s just the facts man, nobody gets out of here alive, cover your face

You may not want to see the naked Truth since it’s invisible and at One, same time & place

I know, you know, they know, we all know the Truth about #Brandon, I said, “Let’ Go, B!”

Park your car near Harvard Street by the hotel’s front doors, just walk right in, sit right down

Monkeys and the four-legged, winged and slithering invisible toys to play with a God’s frown

On your mark, ready to move, set to go from gold to the cesspool of refused idiots’ God stone

As if anyone was present at the origin of the system’s heat, a Big Bang on the backbeat bone.

Here’s my unrevised eulogy that nobody on Earth will amend or cancel, poor people sheeple

Traveled like ants on the ground trying to fly like the birds, poor humanity got blind faithful

Disappointment replacing the ecstasy of a moment that came & went without a smoke puff

Imagine an idiot raised by yo’ ma, papa or the nuns’ orphanage they dumped kimono stuff.

Swaddled and throttled before the end of the year, a dimensional shift of third to the fifth

Bored apes on the filthy ground of Earth, lookin’ for safe places to sleep & relieve the Stith

Out of my mind, out of your wheelhouse, under no influence of the good, the bad or ugly

Hair from head to toe, old men roll the rocks uphill as Sisyphus did, an eternity of Rugby.

Not football, not baseball, not basketball, not tennis, ping-pong, golf or nets of the gods

Talk and walk as the dead ones used to, all hip to the way of the mortal animal, hotrods

Mirror of the reflection broken, shattered into shards of smithereens coalescing in ONE

You ain’t the One, I ain’t the One, none of us divine offspring, all of us the slime of sexin’.

Old women knife the old men as they get buried by their widows and their new love thing

Common denominator of One, it’s all generic and totalitarian, utterly gone in a date fling

Baby came and forced Father’s exit, stage right, you can’t apply for bad food on a stamp

Milk, cheese, eggs all on edge of the core, the hub’s nucleus that suffices as a bum camp.

The old pope got ill, deteriorated into the crypt after a deep pit was dug in a farmer dell

Sickened unto death, never to be or not to be a sentenced prisoner of random Space hell

Praying to nobody you can see, mama & pa taught this little baby, grow up to see Liberty

It comes quickly and departs in a puff of dope smoke, hard or soft, dead gods don’t see.

Categorical imperatives of the generation compare the idiots and morons to the fake elite

Just because they came before you and I, a reason of seniority is no reason to bite any chit

Out of a road apple, an orange, a blueberry or cherry bomb, seed-pit, a sweet, smooth toy

Of liquid light, of hard gas and dirty ground of astral patches of something, bein’ a big boy.

Broken down, into the foundation of the Big Banger, out or in of the dead cow, animal style

Beer made by accident, wine made by accident, whiskey made on purpose, all you Zieg Heil

At rest with caged-egg ones leftover since the holocaust of the Binge, I’m guilty of innocence

Gone from dream to The End, seven continents rising above the liquid hydroxide & acid rain.

Came down and gone back up from the only thing you’ll ever know, Jesus & Buddha got One

One foot ahead of the other, moving forward, never backward in retro grade’s loose function

Young or old rascals becoming the cosmic dust of the entity calling the bluff of a God’s dam

Meant to be or not to be, either/or & neither/nor, all of the above in an Eagle’s Fastlane scam.

by

r j j stephan, I

c. Freezember XXVIIIth, MMXXII Anno Domini @ 711 AMPST

{ Uplinked to a cascade of scat below Earth’s core, LIVE @VanillaFudge @ https://youtu.be/y_KEwL34VFc?t=78 }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?

Lovin' Starts, You say you love me, You say you don't love me anymore, You never lie to me! #MyMaria #ChristieMcVie

MY MARIA & I CAME A LONG, LONG WAY FROM '52

As I came down mountains from the hills and valleys, fell down in the open sea oil slick

Funk and the waggin' waves pulled me down to Davey Jones Locker, likity splittin' fool

I am and was what I've always been, a human, just all too human like the ret of the pool

Of mens and mice DNA genes, moved from vermin to human in a quick tick of the Dick.

But you know, the injection is only the tool, the essence of the effulgence is what I am now

Like my father and grandfathers before him, we all got the 'thing' that every other guy blow

Yeah, the horns, the pipes, brass and woodwind all meld in the mind's eye of Eve, all insane

Set the soul free from paradise granted as freedom from woes & suffering's full body pain.

Are you all in or runnin' for the EXIT sign above the back door, there's a fire in a holy hole

Glory of the sun when you punch through the natal barrier, your mother's belly of baby jello

Ready to mold like clay to the gods, dead dirt embodied with the spirits of Los Angeles' gato

Buns straight up from ground zero to an 8 mile high club, orgasm up 32,000 feet, God ghetto.

Fit for a byte, adding up to the Ends you knew you'd get to, inevitably yours in a NY minute

Just sayin' words to get a rise out of the peanut gallery of humanity's guns, bullet mouth shut

Infinity's machine gun rounds from a gallery of gangsters, white blood cell humanity shogun

Bums ain't bums and junkies ain't junkies, they're all too human humanity just out for the fun.

Girls grown to the women who rule half of the things but not the OTHER half, can't be done

Wild as the nightmare out of your personal control, it does what it does inside of me, no pun

Took the Truth away into the jungle's density, like the humans I know, too dense to replicate

Dust & the split stones that remain from Big Bangs or White Dwarves in retrofit, Eve's fate.

A day after you die just like the day before you get conceived is One & the same, finale, End

Merged by force past the barrier to extend Time that extinction comes to claim a gumbo filet

Yeah, the spirit right there, that soul, thing itself, it's all in or it's all out, no other hand to play

Jackpot to the winner, was winning before I lost, then I forgot and repeated the fool's errand.

Failure to succeed, failure to launch the rocket ship's payload into the emptiness of the OUT

It is what it is, you know, no words for that out there, enjoy the voyage, sails up boom scout

Lookin' for blowin' wind to take me across the sea to the other side where it hurts in gaols

Cookin' over the open fire or with has heat gets the dead meat and plants hot as fired pistolz.

Shadow banning the thing @Twitter can allow into the solar system's evolution, a circle jerk

Standing around in an ecliptic, rolling around the 93 million mile way star of David or Debb

Already gone, way far gone down the road, nothing left up in the air, it all went downriver ebb

Where wise men fear to go without being armed to the teeth, blade-bullet, peace of mind quirk.

Fire & water in the belly of the beast, an infinite burst of neutrino-blown out atoms of Helium

Drunk & higher than a box kite, just to calm down the beast who despises being One of Them

All too human humanity, to be or not to be, valid question with one caveat, it's all 'bout the Best

There's no alternative, it's not about anyone else, just you & your life, runnin' until Peace's rest.

by

r j j  stephan, i

c.  Freezember XXVIIth, MMXXII Anno Domini @ 444 AMPST

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.

{ Gods ain't watchin us, maybe aliens of other stars, maybe not, we may be all alone

in Space and Time, the place to be here, now, music, song, gave the DOG a skinny bone while jammin' to what hurts my eyes, The Light ...  remember #MyMaria, jammin' with @BWStephenson link @ https://youtu.be/mAQlg2qSR2w }

MY MUSE USED ME

CALCULUS & ANALYTIC TRIGONOMETRY FOR THE MINIONS, YOU GET THE DEVILS & DUSTED OFF BALLS & JACKS @SantanaCasaNoble #Tequilla #SHOTS

<3 <3 

C R E E P Y

FOUR HEARTBEATS FALL IN LINE

Logical consequence of using false premises to lead you to an invalid conclusion, false narrative gods

That you actually were created as a gift from God to parents, falsehood repeated often enough in video

You have it on video tape & magnetic 8mm from the 1950’s when papa was a youngster about thirty, so

Here we go into safe travel between RR tracks, distorted notion of how it should've been without me.

Uranus isn’t far from the only answer which has been so far away so long, actually inside of a hot Hole

A small black one that nobody in a human body can fathom, unless you happen to be a Druid’s ol’ soul

Strictly in a mind, programmed by your mothers & some few or more by your fathers, jam strong songs

Surviving as the fittest of litters to glitter all over seven continents, stealing horses & now hit on bongs.

You don’t really want to ever fathom how far off of the mark of the Truth you are, mind as well laugh

A tragedy to miss all the comedy in the thing itself & the essence of a whole solar system’s galaxy stars

Relatives of our oneness up in the sky, our illusion that it’s all movin’ from East to West, wobblin’ half

The rest of the story comes the day we all die, day I die, a day after I was alive & hot, high once, laugh!

This couldn’t have happened if you were wise & paying attention to the morons & idiots teachin’ rules

Miscreants and the D minus students, all voting of the dead citizens who still vote from deeper graves

No jungle of asphalt & concrete can stop the seed from sprouting & growing up, up & up wise up fools

So they could die in peace, mouth’s agape, eyes wide opened, good men & women, boys, girls all tools.

Amending my constitutional walking around blocks in hostile terror of being mugged has ended, I fly

Inside of my @Tesla none of the rules apply to me, CHP can't stop the real Ma that I always knew high

Raised her babies & sat in a rockin’ chair sippin’ apple jack & smokin’ some catnip or such flower woe

It all came down to the good book and the bad boys, in church or in the bar with the tender & hook-ho.

My gods were before Atilla the Hun, before Nebuchadnezzar II, Babylonians got time on me myself

Head inside of the good or the bad book, it’s a game, you got the rules of the laws, comprehend it all

Games not yours but you’re all in, us all playin’ in a game, like it or not, dream #Woke extinction crew

They never did like you, tried to let the virus & bacterial germ spiral in a swarm, did a magic trick too!

You know now exactly how I always felt, you never knew  you felt the very same, it came all around

In the circle of babies grown from eggs to caskets content or bone-ash of the three wishes to impound

Rather than the dead of black night, all deletion of conscious awareness, lamb silence  speech wisdom

Left handwriting on the wall scratched into the slate rocks allowed to be sco arched earth’s God leftout.

I thought that this impersonal entity was playin’ either shortstop or catcher, pitch-switch hittin’ to Right

Got over though, ran faster than catchers who couldn’t catch me unless I wanted to lose a good fight

No way ever givin’ up without a fight, handcuffed, back-stabbed, ankle shackles, barred-up fallen hero

Left behind by the minions who scored early & won it all without giving it all as some did on a field.

Trouble to tease you into submission of your ethics & morality & reduce you to a common denominator

If it’s more than 1 then the fraction is nothing more than an illusion, evolved sea mollusks on dry land

Monks & the monkeys appear as One because they are, alive & will die & that’s it, heaven or hell fire

Nobody is threatening the species gene pool with extinction, a threat inevitable, see dinosaurs today?

Maybe right or wrong, either way it’s a fool’s errand & only a fool knows what to do with no stockings

Be a fool with talent to tear & repair hot, black stockings with black lines down the backside, pegs ting

Makin’ legs appear cool, movin’ to and fro' in front of your very eyes, close enough to pull downtown

So, you can handle the Truth, after all, what say YOU? Mums WORD up, huh? Bumped my frown!

Happy to be down with sharks that know me deep down in the sea, waiting for something to die so I eat

Without eating and drinking certain things, die younger than your father and his father, suckin’ hind teat

Without liberty there’s slavery, your choice to make for yourself because you’ll die when it’s your time

Gives you the right to do what you wanna do, anytime you wanna do it, they’ll throw you in an ol’ gaol.

Pretenders all find what they’re lookin’ to pretend about, easy to get adept at that pastime, I can’t do it

Everybody else can do it like it’s second nature, good for them and they’re lucky if they don’t blow chit

Monkeys and the morons call for us to rustle up the reserves for your following herd, hurts to be a head

Happy to be hurt, my head gets to sleep & forgets about it, dream works Magic, ‘til all the Love’s dead. 

by

r j j  stephan, i

c.  Freezember XXIIIrd, MMXXII Anno Domini @ 111 PMPST

{ Kicked out this jammin’ to @PeterRivera of @RareEarth link @ https://youtu.be/MAsy5y6vq-A }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?

PURPOSE OF STATES OF ALL OF US, SOMETIMES WE LAUGH, SOMETYIMES WE CRY! @JoeSatriani #WhatHappensNext? @ElephantsOfMars 2022

DOG STAR YOU WILL FAIL, ALL SYSTEMS ARE GO, ERGO, STAY HIGH

Filling up on the Ethyl or the premium processed Earth fuel, dinasaur ooze

Buns' dough rolled and in the oven, risin' with the heat of the twilight boozer

Buds and smoke are down with the alien bunch of orphans, made by no gods

Above and below it's precisely the identical way that it's always been since God.

Oneness is the next step off of the cliff of duality, it's no good, it's not evil, It Is

Just that, nothing more nor less than the whole shebang of atomic fizzle & pizz

No man can live alone, no man can take life for granted, you're here, then OUT

Of this world's paradise or hell in the mind of porcelin crap, trippin' on doubt.

A herd of things, four or two legged, all too divine for me to conclude the Tree

Of Being and Nothingness, married to philosophers is not recommended to be

Fair or not, it is the way that it is, being here or there or who you are to be fair

It's the creation's fault for being generated from scratch, black hole angel hair.

Muffled your voice, strangled your throat's ability to move in and out of caves

Two to begin with, small and out of sight, the key is for mama to nurture knaves

Sensitive kind of woman nurtures the impossible until it's overwealming to gods

Then and only then, removal of the soreness requires surgery and so I cut Bloods.

Cryptocurrency's a method of One gang of Crypts who ate the Kryptonite at 2:30

Found on the road dead as roadkill, still kept movin' on, as if no need for mournin'

Stared at the headlights to long while crossin' the road, to see what that is, waitin'

For the weight of the TNT to drop a dime, it's all in the mind, even the Earth dirty!

Here now, there then and other nouns and verbs, subjected to foreign object UFOs

Bums, junkies all resulted from the original conception of mankind, 30 jacks' blows

Until the nine month burst becomes the next time God tries to stay alive forever, Ho

Never happens that way, vain hope remains, set to go, hair trigger's deep .457 hole.

In a gunfight with a knife, you can't dodge the bullets forever, they're fast as Hell

It's nothing you'll see, ask the assasinated happy leaders and fathers of gold mines

Amazed to see the Life pass quickly ahead of your mind, birth to the resting place

Of death's stench of human flesh, called yourself, stinks, stank & stunk up Space.

Lonesome space in Space is right here where I am, you'll never know it, I'm gone

As if I never came or made an impression on culture's exchange of a King's pawn

Cancelled out my culture, played with my mind until I found out the fool's Rules

Believe the Word, Know Nothing, Be the Ball, Believe in yourself, Golden Dawn!

Boredom gets you here and now with a high interest rate over 10% to payback

Mind games to play with the Origin, unseen between dot matrix skies of black

In between the astronomical distance between this dirty world, there's a Void

Man's bones-mind goes there after death, this Is 'The Ride' God, a humanoid!

by

r j j  stephan, I

c.  Freezember XXVIth, MMXXII Anno Domini @ 555 AMPST

{ Dog's Star in a manger, drafted in dark room eatin' Humble Pie, in a straight jacket, ready to tow-away & put in a dark cell without light of day, strokin' a battle axe in utero, jammin' to @VanMorrison #SometimesWeCry ...             just a kid in an infinite loop,

@ https://youtu.be/LqkrGPEdt34 & #RoughGodGoesRidin' link @ https://youtu.be/yYTm4Ajm6BE }