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RADIO, TV & THE POPE’S PEEPS

Are you experiencing deja-vous or complete atheistic catharsis of your deep immersion

Down deep into the psyche of the ones among us who follow fools’ missions well known

If you don’t mind, there’s only nothing left after life in skin and bones, man that blows

All of the time you’ve spent on diving in on the blind faith of ancestors and the crows.

Don’t overlook the things right there in front of your eyes, blind or not, all living die, dead

Meaning that no one alive should be one of the many, it’s the ol’ boogie man jump-up fun

Dancin’ when the sunshine of the star 93 million miles away goes dark in rotation? None

Quicker than white cow milk turns brown & the peanut butter & jelly spread white bread.

Invest your Time in Space spending Money on everything under the sun, like an insect, son

Pretend if only you knew what the truth is about life on this planet’s surface & hard rock on

Ghosts’ Ids are not outside the skin & bones, all knuckleheads know that life is but a dream

It appears to be the essence of DNA malfunction to double-speak like a 2nd rate mule team.

Creative spirits flyin’ around the seven continents, goin’ in and out of love, perpetrating 3.14

Why pi? It’s because something had to be a constant in the vast sea of the unknown, a score

Like first love in teenage years, embedded the awkward & remain in the middle way’s path

Couples and their immediate and extended families from coast to coast, sea to sea’s wrath.

My university granted my degree without ceremony, it’s still the diploma’s diplomatic mark

Flag of confidence waving both near & far, symbolizing the jolly Roger in stealth of the dark

Lower than when you’re too high on alcohol and plant chemistry, as you waste The Precious

 Time as it was promised form Utah sand dune to snowcapped Mt. Ranier Washington prize.

Desire to be free to be, anywhere, anyplace on Earth isn’t possible, absolutely improbable

More chance to be a ghost in a machine that is immortally intelligent, impervious as Hehl

No question that there is something obvious to the child who isn’t a POTUS with hairy legs

#Woke blind or 20/20 hindsight, final gasp fogs a mirror one more time in dire strait’s dregs.

Beer money to pay for the stein or three on the bar, two of ‘em empty in 5 minutes, payday

Clowns can’t be happy or sad, their job is to be or not to be sad or funny to all the others’ day

Oasis or the final ending of the novella written under duress to pay the mortgage & car note

I do what has been done before I arrived, the ones finished are dead, I’ll be too, all she wrote.

Wish three of the triad in the mix, this is it for the last call of the night, it’s 2 AM shouted out

File the tree’s tea leaves in an alpha-numeric file based upon inherited tongue, with no doubt

The Truth will either impale you upon a sword or set you free as a dove into the sky’s blues

Between rain in solid form, clouds of hydrogen and oxygen in an infinite dance of God’s jews.

Party for One, alone in the corner with the pointed hat showing you’ve clowned for naught

Pins stuck into your cushion reminding me that you’ve had nothing else to do for the robot

What your 208 bones are in DNA/RNA acid for the caring and uncaring to survive extinction

Before your parents met, you all were nobody, no one knew you would be the original Sin.

More or less in the linear phase of the angles given, point to point on trajectory to the toke

Where else can we go? This holy and divine offspring of a virgin human is a poppycock too

Fairy tale of a green giant, tom thumb, jack and the beanstalk and hot three pigs in a poke

Lessons taught and learned for the sake of science and one enculturated savage corkscrew.

Kickin’ in the stall just like the good mules who’ve been neutered and abused by mankind

Who is frankly? It’s not a man or a woman, neither a plant nor an animal, yet you crow Sin

The gist of this comes down to this, you don’t know like I know, well you didn’t, now you do

Prior to our conceptions, we ain’t here, after death, we ain’t here, explain that is royal blue.

No light without burning hydrogen, no water without hydrogen & oxygen collisions, at all

Deep under the overcoat of the undercoating, a smoke screen invisible to eyesight’s vision

That is the way to avert the panic once the population is aspirated by the indoctrinated fan

On both sides of the barrier is an empty Void which has nothing to do with any God or Man.

Now, where was you at when the band stopped playin’ the rock and the blues? Funky daddy

Rocked the house five or six times, kids all runnin’ the streets at some of ‘em are, others ain’t

Frequency of the wavelength is the same whether you look at it from inside or outside folk

Either way only the devil can replace the lived, livers of lovers, lone dreamers who got woke.

You could have relied on the old man’s money, but he died and left it to his second CIA cover

You know none of this matters anyways, in or out of the system, when it’s over, it’s all over

Nothing you nor I can do about it, just live until you can’t anymore, no other choices, Fan

Steeplechase me around the corral and you’ll experience why Dick and Jane quickly ran.

It’s the mama of Mona Lisa, who had the same DNA 40 years ago at birth, love-slave wife

Sweeter honey generated by bees that fly between flights of wingless birds, living the life

As if you had another choice other than life or death, you denied the Truth, sceptic genius

Serious as the battles leading to the world wars before and after the atom split, extinct US.

All of the fault of the dead men who left us here with the tools of the species’ extinction, AH

I give them full credit for protecting their dead and buried bones, sunken or burned, riddance

Count backward from a hundred, lose track about thirty or forty & begin again, full of grace

Believe one thing if you blindly follow me, no skull & bones will ever save your pretty face.

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r j j stephan, i

c. Jeudi, ROCKTOBER 10th MMXXIV Anno Domini 420 PMPST

{ Dropped from the scuffle while shuffling to Buffalo & jammin’ this scat to the flatline wall while listenin’ to @Santana #Abraxas on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/15SR2fRqKVU?si=zei4sH4NCKxoOS2G }

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