#FreaksAreEvolvedGod #ComeOneManComeAll @Jonny_Lang @Eric_Gales @Steve_Wonder @Gary_ClarkJr

GOLDEN GEESE & A DIRIGIBLE, IN FLIGHT FOR HIGHER GROUND

On the road to see the fork where love divides from the lesser known Void of All of It, Zero

The ground of denial of good and evil, no morality, no ethics, no reason to be a godlike Ho

Yet you try, I try to find out if anybody else is trying as hard as us, we know it's matter void

Holy mothers and sisters of the funky flowers and cornfields, made Earth liquid nitrogen Id.

Hair grown out of the skin and bones just for kicks, be lookin' like a native barnyard spinner

Storyteller from wayback & a return to the Past is a harbinger of the Future, One is present

Always was but sometimes I'd forget and then the scat would hit the fan, blowin' it all away

Just until the smoke cleared, then I'd see my error & deny the malfunction, not my fault, eh?

Exactly like the rhythm & rhyme I'm layin' on down, the UV purple squirt of Saturnal O-rings

In the summertime or any time you & I feel like makin' a species survive the burn of things

Riffed the frets & moved the game from the get-go to the final target, song sung, ballad rung

Daughters come home and go away for a short or long time, golden egg's in the geese dung.

Hit this riff one time before I go home tonight or tomorrow and try to get to the dreaming

Where I come from, near the lake of greatness, where the evolution of gods occur, sing sing

Lake of dripping, froze, fire flames breakin' the bad & ugly as if it was all too humanly good

Bloody gums bitten by canines not of this world, I was sleepin' now bein' eaten like food.

Bums and junk peddlars inside & outside of the alleys with the cool and ferrel kitty cats

No damned rain puts the hope and faith and love before the horse, I'm ridin' crazy bats

Apes without teeth, mothers without wombs, evolution without the drippin' rain fallin'

Inside a shadow's veins, at the center of my solar plexis... a Word, I said It, I Am The Sin.

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r j j  stephan, i

c.  Samedhi, April XXIIIrd, MMXXII Anno Domini @ 111 PMPST

{ Drafted while Mary had a Little Lamb, listenin' to @EricGales 2020 Redwood City, CA link @  https://youtu.be/6tX2cXeTVEk& & both Eric & @JonnyLang LIVE 2016 in @DurhamNC link @ https://youtu.be/lKHGxfYdUlU }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?

#HungAroundTheNeck #BrokeMyArrowCupid @Santana #ForgetAboutItOrElse

@Randoze @Junkies & @WildOats or @NOTHING ET AL

Gong show's ape's you see, what you get, past a future shocker

Great, great ancestors with queer genders led the sheep, him/her

Don't shoot a messenger with your bowless arrow, Forest Gump

Cupid's men & mice that lead you to the steep cliff, so now jump.

You have the iron-rich blood feeding your head down to ten toes

Disappear from the sight of the blind who cannot see the UV light

Nor the neon light's invisible future of whatever's above & below

Us and Them, meaning everyone on this ball of dirt, a Time Show.

Historical and the "not yet happened" get-a-ways spray grafitti

All over the walls, fences and buildings, the poetry is everywhere

Top to bottom, it's the End, it's nearer than you think, it gits dumb

As the analysis of Substance appears to be at-one's father scum.

Bum camps comin' to a town near you, all lunatics simple & free

To live and be alive without working for your keep, American bee

Or the illegal got-a-ways who get a social security check US Mail

Take the cash from the rich & give to the poor, Robbin' the Hood.

Diamonds and gold, oil and your inherited valuables spin to dust

You cannot take it with you & eventually it'll disintegrate, it must

There is no free choice, it's an accidental coincidence of You & I

Word exchange, apprehension, comprehension of the mortal dye.

Junk inside the veins is a temporary relief from the sign of Time

Refused matter-junk, son of a sister & a monk, humane thin dime

Spent on dark soul nights with tail between the legs of yo' Mama

There was pain & then it disappeared, got stoned with my Papa.

If the native American tribes had the system down pat, I see It

A power beyond my 208 bones & collection of behavior, an exit

Lovers at first sight to the boxes/urns, baby dead Life is all mine

Maybe yours is a miracle end, if not, as I do, "I think, thus, I am."

For the real and the illusion of the reality you call real, It Is Done

Saved you & I from an eternal fire of Hell means what, we idiots?

Supernova us all in Ends man, when we die, we die in Outerspace

Void at rest, atomless, electronless, protonless, neutronless Ace.

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r j j  stephan, i

c.  Vendredi, April XXIInd, MMXXII Anno Domini

{ Record my voice, read my lips, no new taxes, jammed this while listenin' to @Armstrong_GettyRadioShow on iHeart radio link @ https://www.iheart.com/live/talk-650-229/?sc=inferno&campid=a&pname=KSTE-AM }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?

#ItEndsAsItBegan #SILENCIO #DUANE & #KIX #RONNIE

#StoneheartedTopGuns, I DRUNK A DRINK

Why do you call me on the phone and ask me to go out with you, you're poor, ol' rich son

Even Steven & self-driven like a trapped genie in a bottle, pumpin' English slang bisque

I never was trippin' for a  NYC sliver of a second, I've been down yonder since my day 1

I ain't the One but I know it, you have no idea and even if you did it wouldn't be A-OKay.

Pumped up the air and the rest of the gas, it ain't all my oxygen to breathe, in and all out

For man or woman, years roll around and I'm lucky to see it all above the ground's doubt

Skiied a spell, above & below the fray and it's alright now, it ain't over 'til it's over though

Punched in the face and the bread basket to knock you so far out you ain't gettin' blue.

Out of breath with the rigor mortis button pushed, it's formed like the spirit, deaden air

Shook the rattle out of the roll only because it needed to be snaked out of it's holy lair

Evil is Live spelled backward and forward, I think, therefore, I am, I know Nothing too

Whatever it took to philosophize about the critics and champions of the rowing crew.

Won the Meet, put it all to rest in John's son, it's the way that it is because it's the Will

Not of you nor of I but of the Nature of Unknown power to be, a First Cause of Nothing

Monkeys see and they tend to do what they see unless they're blind, deaf & dumpling

On the river, in the caves, among the foothills, down in the valley, cream queen & king.

Bones still die, no Steppenwolf's words etched into the granite stone are Herman Hesse

Mother, Father, Sister, Brother, Aunt, Uncle or Loner-Drifter-Orphan, all need Milagra Do

Life is the style it is because that's just the way it is and here-to-fore, the dream is a flow

Going to the pebbles on the beach, spending your Time in the wine cellar, playin' chess.

Woke up finally after a long, unconscious slumber and meditating on the meaning of Id

Ego and it's super-cousin, the superman, superego, superintendant of the board's Kid

Kid of the Stoned brains that run the shows, behind the scenes with the frontmen of Oz

Shredding inside your of your heated seculusion, deeper down in the holy hole of fuzz.

Home away from home, that's where I thrived, back home is Silence of God's sheeple

Lambs on the planet's dirty, golden mud, a dream only the lucky get to peak-a-boo feel

Lasting no more than a century or a New York Minute, never forget about it, push & pull

Blinking to clear the window, chuggin' moonshine, now you got it, don't lose it, blind bull.

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r j j  stephan, i

c.  Jeudi, April XXIst ,MMXXII Anno Domini @ 1111 AMPST

{ Topgunned Hard & Cold as Stone, out of the Matrix' childish dreams this AM while jammin' to #TwoHearts by @Bruce_Springsteen link @ https://youtu.be/CsGLF8hHtT0 your daddy told ya so!   & y'all lucked out with some @Kix_Brooks #MoonshineRoad link @ https://youtu.be/kEBuTMXcd0w & @Jeremy_Thomas #RunningMoonshine link @ https://youtu.be/kc4L0lzNcvg OH YEAY, & the @AllmanBrothersBand #ABB concert 1/16/82 @UniversityOfFlorida link @ https://youtu.be/F78XV6fjxCE }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?

#OldSchool #NoSchool #Truancy #Delinquency #PerfectZeros

COLD, HARD STEEL DEMOLISHED OLD SCHOOL, NO GOIN' BACK

Get off of your aps and move away from the android/iPhone, this is one command of God

Creator of the Space and Time you lease out of the corner, awaits your minute return Bro

Just as it is above the sky so it is below dead air pockets, above Earth & holy moon  cheese

Bid adieu to the function of the no/know tree from great-grand father's holy mama freeze.

By hook or by crook, the job will be gone, if I'm alive, I'll get it done, If I'm dead, I don't care

I leave the living to care without me, it has no effect on anything in the Cosmos, it's not fair

Yet it is as it is, above and below the identical process occurs, cause's effects are all dynamic

In or out of the corner, where you sit because of your social nature chats during the schtick.

Professors down to the kindergarden teachers, all accepted the origin's Cause, nothing at all

Meaning something to somebody no matter where on this planet humanity plants the DNA

Over the history of the geography and the political science, it's always over, end of the hall

Just a locked door or a wall without a frame or sheetrock, 2/4 & 2/6 betwen joices in play.

Beer for my horses and warm bath for my men who've been ridin' horse for a week or two

We can neither recollect nor want to resume the horror of being without water and food

Pucks hit by hockey sticks on the graphic ice, betwen the goals' red & blue lines of the Ice

Sliding and skating, checking up against the borders & elbowing in haggard circumstance.

Fist fight, argument of Platonic deductions and inductions from sensing the zero effect

Monkeys' humanity, Cro Magnon or Neanderthal, evolved from a virus' infected insect

Cry your tears to fill the dried riverbed with your evidence of a communist manifesto

My philosophy of death is to live and die on Earth, history I'm not in, got a job to blow.

Burns healed, broken bones mended without the superglue and pins, insanity's all glee

Happy together with the rest of the creation, myopia & true love company, a miserable

Ecstatic as chances to be independent of the foul crucibles of cruel, evil genius' zen tea

Smoke from the seeds dropped out of the sky, freefallin' manna to feed dead to hungry.

Whistle blown, bell rung, buzzer buzzin' from my lips to God's ears, ain't no party shout

I thought this thing, this life was like a game with rules I didn't know but had to find out

On the inside of the game's box cofer, the rules & regulations would keep the game fair

Everytime every man dies, the light dies, the soul cries, you'll die a happy human, Hair!

by

r j j  stephan, i  

c.  Mardi, Aprile XIXth, MMXXII Anno Domini @ 1111 AMPST

{ Drafted playin' #MyOldSchool by @SteelyDan 1973 in an infinite loop on the way to @Cool link @ https://youtu.be/Sq8OU-7JDFA }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.? 

#Dead #Dylan #WHO #YouSaidDaddy LOLs

CASH COWS, EXTINCTION & A TUGBOAT *

The Struggle, make no mistake about forgone conclusions deduced from the data's crunch

In the flow of the downstream, iPhone, android-savvy as the old species gets a hot punch

Right in the face and left knocked off your feet, there's no other way than to wake It All up

Mind sleep soundly and what happens when you're asleep may affect your back stepup.

Then comes right after the If & When, to know what I mean ya gotta have a bloody Heart

Lots and lots and lots of It, the Heart band is fine for the rocks' rolls, all Gas is burnt Phart

Cement is hardened over all of our bones, somewhere over the rainbow's infrared tornados

Criticizing your mother and father for conceiving your life, #eKill #eMail #ZIPcoded HOLES.

Kids, infants to adolescent adults, social life will force God to serve somebody, all in my fams

Rockin' all day long, soul music from the #Marconi or my iPhone library of critical racing scams

Poor rich people gotta give it all up in the end too, if the poor have anything, it's stolen guns

Born on a bright side of the asteroid occupation, a large rock blowin' between the ol' suns.

Socially isolated and politically mesmerized by the photon display called your mama's reality

Livin' in another country on the terrestrial outcropping from the Hydrogen-Oxygen bi-locality

Found in the lost words that never were written or even spoken, never knew a heart freezes

To be or not to be, a suicidal homicide of the cousins and all kin with DNA acid in the panties.

With the survival comes the extinction, hand in hand with a distant quality of the ugly & bad

Good down to a bone, soul either red or blue, debriefed upon return from battle's I had had

Blind man under another name other than yo' ma & pa have one final choice, a tug, John Doe

Land of lords where I come from, without a predicate, Truth is occult, hidin' in a head, yo yo!

Moe, old, bald Curly & hairy Larry gave the stooges some substance of ridicule slapstick schtick

Monkeys see & the monkeys that see, do what they gotta do & repeat ad infinitum only today

Didn't start yesterday because I wasn't present then, now I'm present & it's lost to the Past, so

Heavywight champ in a good fight for an unknown mass of bone in a downtrodden stage play.

Forks post-mortem, knives to avoid a savage BBQ eatin' with fingers, lickin' the guilt off a sign

Dead, kilt meat, eaten for Life to remain alive, a fuel for the tank overruns of a  time machine

It's today for my Space, until tomorrow where yesterday will never be again, dark mortal Sin

Reason, rationality, deduction, induction, words up & down, Ross, Randy & Patti, I Am All In!

by

r j j  stephan, i

c.  Lundi, April XVIIIth, MMXXII Anno Domini @ 833 AMPST  *DebriefedWithPrejudice

{ Crammed out of my soul while listenin' to #TOMMY by @TheWHO link part Uno @ https://youtu.be/dyNGQ2wUSVM & part Deux @ https://youtu.be/9yQvAl1jdL0 & #TangledUpInBlue by @Bob_Dylan in a loop/link @ https://youtu.be/QKcNyMBw818 }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?

(#spelunker/flexbeam)

#BamBam #BoomBoom #OldLawNewCreeps #DarkDeepLight #Creepin' #HomelessHeadTrauma #GodDied #GodArose #GodDog #HOTDOG

easter monday monster FOLLOWin' the SCIENCE VOID

Brain injury causes homelessness?  Come on man!  Criminal behavior brain damage

Inside the cranium, examined by MRI, a cure for criminality is NO PUNISHMENT

Rehabilitation of not only forced behavioral modification but also the Gold of Gods

Meaning you're here and now, get over the surprise & git jiggy wit it, you hotrods!

Try to stop breathing the gas into your lungs, go ahead, I'll wait until you stop it all

Meaning you'll croak and die forever, your damage to your brain be damned, a fall

Down the stairs, a tumble down escalator stairs, hit my skull on a sharp razor's edge

Found myself opening my eyes staring at a holy ceiling full of holes, an acoustic age.

So, some kinky king and or queen a couple thousand years ago kill God & get away

Make believe a mask will stop the air from entering your face, cry for the dead's day

Which is a rise out of a crypt's fully undcrepit scat should be for the God of a world

Entire universe depends on the Truth about the reason for the Cosmos' gitiin' old!

Can this species, #Mankind on camera with God, smile et al, a day's glory of old ID

Deeper down than your own awareness, a spark while alive goes out when y'all dead

Simply more complex than the subjects & objects of your inner punk face, you blow

What you get with what you see is all there is to it, vacuum empty above and below.

You're a small piece of a puzzle, one's bundle of memories have no relevence to God

Only the wonder of One place and One time will match the Truth about a just fad

Therefore, since tomorrow isn't here yet, this common ground you're on is all Gold

A moment from now you'll have it back to normal, right now, I've got You on hold.

No supergirl or superman can escape the Kryptonite and no human, no life is dead

Spark of the Holy One, the Sun, the star above that shines while we revovlve, evolve

In the end, blessing is that you found out what's goin' on before too long, s'nuff said

Or Frederica, Adam, Even, Ali Babba or Cool Moe Dee, All One GOD-DOG Dead.

See what I mean or not, what is important is that you've been led to the pond of H2O

Gas won't dissipate until you cease breathing in and out, you're choice or accidental

All the same, if you live, you're gonna die, don't shoot the messenger, I've got 4 aces

No way to win for you or your kin, our friends can't gain victory, your name GIJoe?

by

r j j  stephan, i

c.  Easter Sunday, God Rose in Adversity, April XVII, MMXXII Anno Domini

{ Drafted being programmed by @DrNadineBurkeHarris on a #YouTubular hot link @ https://youtu.be/95ovIJ3dsNk }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?