#TalkinToTheSky #WindMother #HighwayBrother #EarthTobaccoRoads #DontBeFallacious

RJS

FOUR FALLACIOUS HEARTBEATS FALL IN LINE

Logical consequence of using false premises to lead to invalid conclusions, false narratives of gods
That you actually were created as a gift from God to your parents, Falsehood repeat often all in video
You have it on videotape & magnetic 8mm from the 1950’s when papa was a youngster about thirty, so
Here we go into travel between my ears, a distorted notion of how it should've been, with/without me.

Uranus isn’t far from Oneness to answer, so far away for so long that it’s actually now inside of a Hole
A small black One that nobody in an all too humane body can see or fathom, 'less you dig, bury a soul

All in your own mind, happiness of your mothers & some few two or three of your fathers, sung songs
Surviving as the fittest of  litters, all that glitters all over seven continents is a god of gold, Sun 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 the comedy in the thing itself & the essence of One, solar system’s galactic stars
Relatives of our own oneness up Space-sky, illusion that it’s movin’ from East to West wobblin’ half
The rest of the saga comes the day you die, on a day I die, a day we all die, atone all at once, laugh!

This couldn’t have happened if you were wise, paying attention to morons & idiots teachin’ the rules
Miscreants and the D minus students, all the voting of dead citizens who still vote from deeper graves
No jungle of asphalt and concrete can stop the seeds from sprouting & growing up, wizen’ up fools
So they could die in peace, mouth’s agape, eyes wide opened, good men & women, boy & girl tools.

Amending my constitutional pacing square blocks in hostile terror of being mugged has ended, I fly
Inside of my @Tesla none of Man's rules apply to me, CHP cannot stop the real mama, a new high
Raised her babies & sat in a rockin’ chair sippin’ apple jack & smokin’ some top she flower woe
It all came down to A Good Book & 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 Rules of the laws, you comprehend it all
Games not yours but you’re all in, you’re playin’ like it or not, dream to be #Woke, an extinction crew
They never did like you man, tried to let a virus & bacterial germ take care of that, it do the trick too!

Let is all do what it do, as if there was another choice, finally, if you live, you're going to die young

Way before your time, eternity is all it is cracked up to be, in a cracked up world gone to the evil life

Meaning whatever Evil is, it's Live spelled backwards and part of the great Lie of all Space & Time

You are matter & matter matters to what's the matter with you and I, dusty starlight dropped a dime.

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 egg to casket content or bone-ash of threUe wishes to hear a sound
Rather than the dead of black night, a deletion of conscious awareness is Silence of the speech wisdom
Left handwriting on the wall scratched into the slate rocks allowed to be scorched stardirt God leftout.

I thought that this impersonal entity was playin’ either shortstop or catcher, just switch hittin’ to Right
Got over though, ran faster than the catchers who couldn’t catch a pitch, I wanted to lose one last fight
Never givin’ up without a fight, handcuffed, back-stabbed, ankle shackles, cell barred-up a fallen hero
Left behind by the minions who scored early & won it all without giving it all, dead on a battlefield.

Trouble to tease all into submission of Awe ethics & morality & reduce you to a common denominator
If it’s more than a fraction are nothing but fake facts, a factoid illusion of  human sea mermaid lore
Monks & the monkeys appear in bliss, alive & will die & that’s it, above heaven rings hell's bells' fire
Nobody is threatening the species gene pool with extinction, a threat's inevitable, see DNA?  God core.

Maybe right or wrong, either way a fool’s errand & only a fool knows what to do with nylon stockings
Be a fool with talent to tear repair two black stockings with the black line down the backside, pegs ting
Makin’ legs appear cool, movin’ outback in front of your own eyes, not close enough to pull downtown
So, you can handle the Truth, after all, what say YOU? Mums the WORD up, huh? Bumped my frown!

Happy to be down with a shark that knows me deep down in the sea, waiting on something to die for
Without the drinking & eating dead things, die younger than your father & his father, suckin’ hind teat
Without the liberty there’s slavery, your choice to make yourself because you’ll die when it’s your time
Gives you the right to do what you want, anytime you wanna do it, they’ll throw you in the ol’ gaol.

Pretenders all find what they’re lookin’ to pretend about, it’s easy to get adept at  pastime, I can’t do it
Everybody else can do it like it’s second nature, good for them & they’re lucky if they don’t blow chit
Monkeys & the morons call for us to rustle up the grub, just a following herd, I am hurt to be a head
Happy to be hurt, my head get to sleep & forgets about it, dreams work the magic, ‘til all 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.?

#HARDlickER #LIZZO #TheTractors @Eric_Church #DamBabyDatWasAColdONE @Gretchen_Wilson #AllJackedUP #WaterMelonMargaritas @Luke_Bryant @OsborneBrothers

MA!  TAKE IT ALL AWAY, MY BESTY!!

This is not going to be a cozy corner to be in occasionally, so assimilate your wood

In the movies, films, live stage plays or just a dream within a dream, crippled blood

Full battlefield armor required in the middle of retreat, a reversal of moment won’t

Direct your attention to the juggle of the balls, now you see them & then you don’t.

Silly to see and hear anything to do with the microscopic anti-virus’ chump change

Mutated DNA to cause infarctions to your heart, face the facts and cowboy the range

You gotta do what you gotta do, sometimes you have neither choice nor blame today

Get the Big people to kneel down on patellas inside and outside of the idiot’s replay.

Monks in caves and the desert move the rock around in circles, love, charity & hope

Doing nothing to anyone that I wouldn’t appreciate them doing to me or any of mine

Recorded in the stone, commands and suggestions to manipulate the oneness dope

Mind over whatever the matter is, I meant what’s the matter with your divine sign.

Work is doing something to the Earth which will cause the origin of the species

Womankind’s humanity came literally out of her very flesh & bones, holy holies

A sacred sacrament that vibrates to the surrounding thoughts out of the mind

Into the twilight zone in the middle of the outer limits, in a faraway galaxy line.

My intention is being manifested as you read what I’m scribblin’ down ash

Ink and paper created and destroyed, as our destiny is mocked by Ma’s bash

Bon jour my darlin’ where have you been all day, I’ve been waitin for thee

I knew you’d get here eventually, do you wanna know what I want too? Si.

Minded my own business but I was dragged ahead of time ebb & flow Ends

I saw them all right there in front of my eyes, a whole line of po’ boy sammich

Keepin’ it all on the up and up, the goal is peace and happiness, not a dream

It’s not a joke and the only time it was funny was when I knew the punch line.

Usually, I forgot whatever that was and knew that what I said wasn’t as funny

As the original, the first love of speakin’ to a human being, to be One uncanny.

I got one body of work and one soul of being Nothing but a dead air barkin’ dog

Up and down the freeways up to the byways up in the sky, we’d all drink grog.

Freedom to sail like a ship on the sea, need a full crew of clones like me too

All see the reality outside the exact same way, this just a place to weigh in

No credit cards and no free lunches for anyone the kings & queens do dox

Juries are ready to judge by the dirty dozen or not at all, eyewitness rocks.

Don’t judge unless you care to be judged by another who doesn’t share O

Meaning the empty set of the vacuum content & subatomic braggadocio

Inside the back door I came to avoid the Marshall’s star in my ghostly head

Monkey business repeated ad infinitum for display of mankind’s deathbed.

Nobody knew, nobody gets out of here alive until you see your dead kin

Crew with backup never loses, always survives the existence of gods’ jinn

Magic linking fancy forms to reproduce until extinction’s last call of duty

Hot scat, frozen stiff cold, dire straits at top of noggin’s plastic, nobody

You need nobody, you want nobody, you’re out of nobody, nobody home

Out or in the outhouse’s natural filter, a virus in your nose & sore throat

You could walk through your own intestinal tract & wouldn’t recognize it

Now, only you know & I know why you’re here & what is necessary chit.

Not everything you see and hear is sufficient although it’s a necessary blow

Being is what we’ve all been doin’, least a bull’s cow runaway with a cup

It’s a matter of time in Space, reduced to an equation of equality’s show

Nothing new about anything, same thing, different day, we OK, SHUTUP!

by

rjjstephan, i

c. Freezember XXIInd, MMXXII Anno Domini, Jeudi @ 1111 AMPST

{ @DelaneyAndBonnie #OnlyYouKnowAndIKnow @ https://youtu.be/tf7fwxJPtbA &

@RAREEARTH @PeterRivera #MA @ https://youtu.be/F7nBxk5eq9s?list=RDGMEMYQNnkCeucvXPZmorerFbHg }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?

Gobs Gobs Goobs . . . #ChicagoHotDogs #RedHots #Beef #ItalianSausage & #Fries @MarshallPhillips @ArmstrongGettyRadioShow #JiggleYourMouseToSleep # @BWStephenson #MyMaria #TheGrinchPhilosophy

SORE MIND OF A HUNGRY RAPTOR

Pimps on the block, goin’ in for an interview, part-time job is a cool booster

You’re increasing my risk every moment of every day, when it’s a time to go

To the in and out both above and below the primary chunks of reality fodder

Hardy as strongest of the streets’ people who faithfully fool Tao-Marxist Ho’s.

My history professor reinforced the lie of Earth’s origin, you have the tools

Screw it or pound it until the desired result is assimilated, high above below

Hunger satiated now & then, today, yesterday but tomorrow nobody knows

Drugs and the junk to inject the venom into your bloody brain, all God blows.

Foolish freaks of nature hard to get, it’s a play on a stage, it began & it will end

I’m down, really down on the ground, in a cold lobby where you dropped deuce

Preferred an alley that’s wet and dark, they were all clean & dry like hard salami

Portals allowed the punks into their mothers’ wombs, living in evil, alive & free.

Vanish from my perception & you don’t exist any longer, kill or be killed, in love

What has gone up will return to its natural state, down on the ground in a grave

Gravity does it just fine, don’t climb to the hilt of a peak, need a cool cyber-slave

Higher than the risk factor, First Cause of the First unmoved mover, I Am above.

by

rjjstephan, i

c.  Freezember XXIst, MMXXII Anno Domini

 MERCREDI at 711 AMPST

{ jammed while jammin’ to @SmokeyRobinson #OneHeartbeat in an infinite loop link @ https://youtu.be/A39xfn3K_Ps & @SteelyDan #CountdownToEcstasy link @ @ https://youtu.be/rFnwczuvb74 }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?

R.I.P. @FrancoHarris #immaculateReception

#AINTWOKE

#God #Man #NothingAtAll #ZipperUnzipped @MariaAmour #BlueAndSorrowTimes #ShipsAsailNOW

😊

ZEBRA SIGHTS OUTSIDE MY CAVE’S GLASS WALL

Further on down the road, you will run into a brick wall, you hacked the bricks’ helm

From the extruder machine & out to a conveyor belt to the hacker’s stack & kiln row

To bake & break Plato or pull out to freeze as solid as Pluto’s vacancy from the realm

It’s no reason to live to die, think about who you are, thoughts? None. I thought so.

Miserable & fully committed to the whole shebang, woke & awake for four slow riders

Been hungry for food but have no money to trade for grunts, gotta steal three squares

Pistol-whipped and gunned-down in the Christmas grave, uncovered & reloaded uplink

Amused and repulsed by the identical Cause, the first one, invisible or dead & way gone.

Sunlight hurt my bad eyes worse than Peace of mind that keeps comin’-goin’ like a gypsy

On the top of the tidal waves and the surf into the dead beaches, evolve continental Navy

Sailing upon the bounty, of men & gods who fell into the drink, Jones’ locker is locked fans

Nobody can get in and nobody gets out, there’s no key for the skeletons or all too humans.

Marie would always be the first and last one to love me or you, or was it Maria, hey love It

Could have been the savior’s mama, the sweetness of Joe’s main squeeze, could be fit byte

No blood drawn from the neck or the thigh bones, just suckin’ the soul’s spirit out the crown

A conception of One, inside a closed, dark womb, creator, savior, dreamer, dead man blown.

I was gone way too far away last night, yesterday is all gone, no comin’ back to me again, son

Presented in a wrapped box with shining, aluminum thin paper, red, purple, blue-green souls

Thinking thoughts to materialize from atoms to forms of animated liquid rock and sweet rolls

One multiplicity of neutrinos disguised USA ghosts of fools’ sins, NOW we’re all dead & gone.

Coming right out of the dirty ground, solar ashes or underwater of the sea monsters of gods

Made us to eat us up in a holocaust or a never-neverland up above the invisible Space bods

Up and down, in and out, come here, take me away, who you talkin’ to? What do I say . . .?

Come over here, take my blues far away, no disguise just let me go, already gone, hey hey!

She took me far away from my first intention to be far away, further than I am now, in ‘I’

Nobody and nothing else in the center of the nucleus, it’s a matter of time to know it, why?

Lonely dreamin’ alone, the only way it can be, accept that it’s all about me, I am not a Rich

Neither a Joe or a Steve, not even a Jimmy-James, canon is fired, ships sailed, son of a biche!

by

rjjstephan, i

c.  Freezember XXth, MMXXII Anno Domini en Mardi @ 711 AMPST

{ Bums and junkies bringin’ back the memories lying next to the RR tracks, settin'

my old soul free from the rigmarole of existence’s anomaly freakin’ the minions out but jammin’ in an infinite loop, jammin’ to #MARIA by @BWStevenson link @ https://youtu.be/JdBvTvxHy7E }

F I N I S 

W.W.A.R.D.?

#PolarExpresso #24 #7up

alaskan natives' totem poles, my applephone rocked!

{TWO FOOT FROM THE END OF THE WORLD, PACIFIC OCEAN CRUISE}

 ONE BYTE WILL GIT YOU KILLED” – WORMS ARE IN & ANTS OUT

I believe everything I’m told is true by my tribe of thugs, my amigos & amigas

Surging my blood from head to toe, assimilated into the Borg’s punks in charge

Of the mice and men who just want a place to sleep, safe from the boogie men

They roam the hills and plains at night, avenues to the alleys they’re out of Zen.

It ain’t their fault, it’s my fault that you are who you’ve turned out to be, dreamin’

As if there was another way to a state of Truth other than insensitive perception

Fools and the wise men who spoke to them briefly before sending meaner tweets

To everyone I have banned from responding to an offensive WORD & rack o’ teats.

The apes are graphically interfaced with the mirror in front of your own facial bone

Courage in the face of dire straits, certain doom, just a way to delay the one tone

It’s the sound of silence without a drop of a pin or a peep from the bird on a wire

All of you & I are completely in the dark, when sunshine fills the black hole pyre.

How far gone we are, 93 million miles away from the hottest origin on the block

Father sun, holy father is no pope of the heathen nor the dead saint, half a cock

Crowing at the full moon as if it’s the day gone away, leaving a circular boy jerky

Grinches rule, it’s all about takin’ what ain’t ever gonna go totally berserk, I see.

Charged the plastic, burned the paper, the lead, the gold, the diamonds & cool ice

Placebo for your attitude of being an ignorant louse that animates a body that works

Until it doesn’t work and begins to shut down the brain, one organ at a time but why

It’s just because you thought you cared about living forever, loved to live not to die.

Inside of the windows and padlocked safe places where all wise men fear to go, I am

In and out of there, here & now is then & there before it happens or afterwards’ slam

I got the purples & reds that made the orange sunshine just a tiny ultraviolet microdot

Opened the emptiness before & after my conception, a priori to my ma & pa dead rot.

Fears have no sum, it’s an infinite notion while the atoms are excited, splitting, bifusing

Monkeys and the other apes conditioned to the herd of stupidity in a sea of unknowing

Orphans have no excuse, it’s no big deal man, open up eyes blinded by light, just a fight

Ended win, battle is over, death’s edification all in my own mind, look back, Time’s tight!

24/7 nobody alive is in heaven or hell, you & I are on the plane of being a byte of the sun

Just like a speck of dust seen from the surface of the Earth’s moon, y’all are insignificance

All you are and all you’ll ever be, all anyone and everyone ever was when alive or dead, son

Plasma stops & Time stopped, Brain & Mind stopped, Gods stopped, resist we much, Ants!

Afterward there’s an aftereffect that causes afterbirth in the afterlife, it’s Ten years after

Common ground that you’ve stood on since your own birth date on borrowed time, axe her

Or just axe yourself when you get a moment, you will remain ignorant until your immersion

In the bottom of the pit without a pendulum, it’s what used to be when fear of death was In.

You see what you see and before you are silenced by the Ends comin’ sooner or later on

All of the sentences and paragraphs and chapters on every single page are boredom’s fun

Wally will clobber the Beaver if he tries to hang out with the big, bad boys of the malt shop

Misery loves company, badgered boys & girls, badger every soul they eat before they stop.

Bytes filling the empty holes of blind faith dogma, all the gods needed for The End to begin

Original sinning meaning absolutely Nothing at all, a just cause of all effects, All The Way in

Revelation of the flirters’ paces that annihilated the chasm between me & your hot grammas

For us all in the middle of the highway, surviving the immigration, thanks to my cool grampas.

I’ve got some old news for you that you will forget once you hear all about it, kissame Holly

On the corner, sellin’ tattle tales of the reporters and photographers who work for the ads

A farce is funny if you understand the points of the square triangles, they are all the Bads

Uglies and those leftover Goods are on the stage for all the acts, they encore upon finale.

Failure to launch your modified behavior upon the civilization, you’re locked, loaded wires

Violated the law or at least accused of and proven guilty in a court of law, all peers of liars

Sentenced to your bottom line, under the radar screen, an occult magic spell, guns fired

Both the Colt .45’s flew out of the holsters before we blew to heaven, in Tesla’s hot cars.

Flowers found growing from dirty ground up as high as gravity-mass will allow taxing THC

Mary the lady who intrudes into the conscious mind inside of the smoke of kaleidoscopes

Funk #49 of Maxine and Homer, all knowing eyes wide open to see it my way, I know, see?

Breathe in, breathe out, it’s what keeps the Thing itself open, hold breath & killer dopes.

Pool of acid, evolves into this here & that there, pops got it right, intuitive psychic ego

Monkey or a naked ape walkin’ on two limbs, balancing on two-legged bone marrow

Counting on the blood running until the final move of the water, flowing downhill fast

Into the sea of unknown matter and animated forms, fine dream lover burnt my gas.

by

r j j stephan, i

c.  Freezember XIXth, MMXXII Anno Domini, Lundi @ 333 PMPST

{ Back to jail, without bail, drafted while listenin’ to #FlyOnTheWall by @ACDC link @ https://youtu.be/4b9VetnUBBk }

F I N I S!

W.W.A.R.D.?

#TEMPTATIONZ #RonaldReagan #MichaelSavage #CryptoCurves #TockinTicks #CancelledCultured

ON being aWINGED IVORY griffin & a FLYIN’ ‘T’ CRAZY HEART @Tesla took alice to the moon

Found myself lookin’ within from the outside where my maw & paw used to train me
To be a man, a human being in the middle of a sea of unknown scat makin’ silly all free
Cry baby, weep until the tears dry up and take you & I away from gravity’s livin’ high
Gods ain’t comin’ to save you man or woman! Let’s face the facts, reality in by & bye.

Up above the fray in a straight jacket in a padded room, four walls, ceiling & 3D of T-bone
Lookin’ right through me, invisible bones and blood, here and now, then there & all gone
Like being a case of beer or whiskey the old ancestors showed us to bottle, can & seal blue
Putting the liquid we need away in Ball jars, on the shelf in the shed back in the holler too.

The reflection shines in a blind reversal of humble pie’s indigestion, there’s nothing inside
Gonna die and there’s no soul or spirit left over, this world is gonna kill it & eat it, like we do
If you’ve been around for a half century or more, maybe less, you’ll know, you know I know
It’s a last thrust at a final theory to assume & posit stone blinded faith in Nothing, God blow!

Hurry and finish up, keep it clean, brush off the dust, make it squeaky like a hickory tick tock
Tried to die, cry, to live it up and laugh my God given ass off, like a maniac tickled in Hot Pink
Fakin’ it when you don’t know a thing, you know nothing, open your mouth to nothing at all
Divulged & leaked from an open wound, on a rock, a cross or a hot grid iron, got a lot of gall.

This matters, that the form of the bones and skin you see in reflections are dreams of father
He fell down, fell asleep in the open meadow while lookin’ up and out of a grounded mother
Whippin’ the horses is wrong, coaxing the beasts with oats is better than the dead ones’ glue
Stuck together as it should be, it’s all about the beat of DNA, mitotic divides wavelength blue.

Say no more, just keep hummin’ the tune until the call of the wild brings you into the packers
Of the dreams humans used to have and haven’t had yet, GA can’t be divulged to the #WOKE
More ancient than scribbling moves on dirty cave walls and dead tree pulp, wisdom’s puckers
Up the creek and inside the lips of who you are, down the hatch, Man up, mother’s paupers.

Sins just misses, brushes with death, an accounting for the Word & Wars to steal the World
From the empty, voidless empire we see and call home, it will revert to the implosion of Old
A singular singularity without a point of no return, it’s an infinite constant that I’m bleeding
Nearly invisible now, fading to black, I was & wasn’t, sometimes I cried, is a barbell ringing?

Oh, I loved them all, every day and night I stole from the 5 & Dime, a penny worth of candy
Drunk swill straight out of the still, like the apes I saw before my very eyes, all wide & open
Merry is happy, Christmas is a day God got born here and now, evil devil needed arse whup
Said & done, whoops! Wait a minute! I forgot to do what I came to do, honor the One, UP!

by
rjjstephan (1st)

c. Freezember XVIIIth, MMXXII Anno Domini @ 711 AMPST

{ Crafted out of the Singularity, as allowed while jammin’ to @VanMorrison #SometimesWeCry in a Finite Loop, link @ https://youtu.be/ANd-QcdOYPU }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?

@TESLA