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Friday, December 30, 2022

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 }

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