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MISCALCULATED MAN

Wore no mask upon my skull’s face, neither before nor after the pandemic
I emitted identical streams of spittle coughing, sneezing and expectorating
The only other option was to keep the air pressure within my chest cavity
Eventually allowing it out into inaudible silence, a key to a lock opens me.

I kinda liked the Beatles back in ’63 but not a lot until the bite of the Apple
Shine, accelerated light speed down a Time worm hole’s Outerspace of hell
Aim at the target & remain fixated on the prize, eyes & mind in syncopation
Behind the predication of subjects & all objects, two plus two in mortal sin.

From ignorance, historical records fabricated for your edification & my own
Not a show with no name and with no air-conditioned dirty words overblown
So, I’ll make up a name out of nowhere and nothing personal will intervene
Pine on fire, comply with mother nature and be cool & never dry as a bone.

Sycophantic lines grew from a point of view, One dot on the matrix of uniforms
Simple mind receiving the jump charge from a crystal skull buried under worms
I imagine, it’s as good as for real, the skull above your neck’s in perpetual strife
Down for the count, all waking up to be #Woke or articulate the factoids of life.

Reunited with the ones who resist, turning the positive pole to the negative pole
Attracting everyone who loves happiness and harmony being alive on Earth’s hole
Nothing close to Earth but a dead moon, what you sense is all you’ll ever sense
Nothing after the mind dies, the senses shut off & invisible soul shows its offense.

I got a pill for every ache and pain of the human body, stole the recipe from a #bot
Shouldn’t be very long before we’re all immediately cremated by too humane idiots
Who have blind faith in Life After Death, their fear of Nothingness is palpable as a Stith
Spread from every direction imaginable, all the lower gods wonder if they’re a myth.

Union intersects two parallel lines diagonally; it means the Union is secure as a Void
Fancy words merely much blowhard beeswax in and out of our bloody hemorrhoid
It’s going to shake up the calmness in the quiet room, are you sleeping, brother man?
Sisters were mothers, naughty by nature yet more than able to procreate species DNA.

See for miles for days with or without the microscopic telescopes, within no reason
Logic using the predication to display the approximate Truth for minds of the train
You never know when it’s your time to check out of life, be prepared but vigilant, son
If you choose to trust everybody & everything you see & hear, the Evil will reign on.

Superman & superwoman mated & begot Adam & Eve, now then, here we all are
Without superpowers to defy mother nature and reverse all laws proposed by gods
No way that Earth humans will survive the onslaught of stupidity and raw ignorance
Finding you are stupid after you decide to fire your weapon over the enemy’s fence.

Now you occupy prison cells in solid rock blocks of steel and stone, fired idiots on it
Food for every meal as well as in between with sufficient & necessary political scat
Liar telling the truth, nobody believes the Truth because the liar is a lying fabricator
From above & beyond what’s underneath perfect understanding, we got the score.

Donate your cash from your exchange of your blood, sweat & tears for the gold coin
Streaming like a river flowing south from the north & vice versa, who’s the heroine?
She walks Earth 16-18 hours 24/7, nobody is her daddy, she’s got no offspring of Id
Man is human, all men are, we’re all gonna die, today or tomorrow, killer, the Kid!

by
r j j stephan, i
c. Vendredi, February IXth MMXXIV Anno Domini 1200 HIGH Noon

{ Drafted while jammin’ to @Buddy_Guy & @MavisStaples @CindyLauper #WangDangDoodlin’ on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/I0uaVfzCypk?si=6nvhWiNBJ58MY4-4 }

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FOR GOOFY

SSSSSSSS-- RIP  MARINES --SSSSSSSS

On a one day before the last day of each of our lives, I suspect we’re already gone
Not for the faint of heart, a cadaver turns out to be the body playin’ with a fun toy
Can’t see a thing without eyes, comprehend nothing without a mind game’s pawn
Well played, queen’s pawn, you’re the one that’s going to die tomorrow, you boy.

Becoming as defunct as the extinct species among the insane, last at First Cause
Can’t mitotically divide cells, no meiosis left for dividing, conquering, then pause
Nothing looks the same although nothing can’t be seen by anything, fresh cons
Confidence in a human required for the flim-flam operation to yield gold in tons.

From Pluto to Uranus and back to Neptune and Saturn, all Persian ghosts of Iran
A form of a thing itself, shaped like every cupcake ever cookie-cut into a sandman
Only you know & I know that the definition of futility is repeating DNA of apemen
Holy cows give up the flesh & blood for the masticating scourge of high heaven.

Fins on the sides to steer the body in the liquid medium, water magic of the scum
You cannot be an idiot, you cannot be a moron, who has the Nuke football ya bum
Who knows if you are alive or dead? No one, you may go to sleep forever bloods
Punks, in charge of the whole shebang, all 7 continents above & below the gods.

First Cause of my life in these here bones, God’s cyberfunk is all I got in a teacup
Necessary for the duration of It, the DNA permutations, the mutants turn into One
God of the universe is a principle, God’s not Man, Woman nor Earth curmudgeon
What it is? Somebody tell me, sing the @Temptations harmony and just #STFUp.

Before you move into the unknown place you were at before your conception, live
This is a gift from the gods, to be here & now, champion or loser, doin’ funky jive
From dawn ‘til dusk & sometimes in between on both sides of the light, I’m blind
Colors from purple to red, green between yellow and orange, It Is all in my mind.

by
r j j stephan, i 
c. Jeudi, February VIIIth MMXXIV @ 111 PMPST

{ Jammed while croonin’ with the @Spinners #Greatest HITS LIVE LINK @ https://youtu.be/SmwufBuDcJM RIP last survivor @Henry_Fambrough }
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GOD OF THE DOG MOON

Once upon a time out, princes and rich paupers are brothers of other fathers’ mothers
From the cub scouts through the uniformed psych-soldiers decorated service to brothers
Got it done & just forgot about the facts of life your fathers had never divulged, gruesome
Tripping in naïve ignorance from one cause to the next, best effect on & on, ad infinitum.

Here and now, there are dead fish in the pond, upstream, down a lazy river to a cyber sea
Mixed-up your words in with your food, you’d no choice but to gulp-swallow your fake orgy
Used cars or brand new, spanking new off of the dealer’s lot, either way, you’re still gonna die
I’m not a Debbie Downer but the essence of the message is exactly like a stone wall’s gadfly.

Humans are apolitical animals, red solo up words ring true to the rational comprehension I have
You know nothing more than you knew before your personal conception in the wet womb, brave
But ignorance is bliss & immediately simple minds covet the ends of that purpose, no-no heaven
Above and below this planet’s compressed matter (material world), there’s emptiness’ hell fill-in.

Lost my 20/20 eyesight staring directly at TV’s box, black & white radiation in my front room
I was five in '56 when it began, before the first @Superbowl of 20th century’s perpetual doom
There is a joke, but the joker has passed away without passing on the spell you wanna conjure
Collaborate with the abstract drive on the freeway with strangers in the night, like a day tripper.

An exercise in exacerbation can lead to muscles contracting into spasms & cramps, head to toes
It goes away when you die, your bowels evacuate & emit the most foul scent of dead digestion
Never before & never after your awareness awakens to your mortality, progression to extinction
Hole opens up a gash all around the world, Earth’s mere speck of dots in the matrix of mortal sin.

To be a immortal is to be a sin, apparently according to the Funk & Wagnall or Roget, Man’s + or – 6
Nobody but your mother knows who your daddy probably was, you got blind faith in the holy father
It’s the inherited wise and silly recollections of bumps on pond logs, above the mother’s adult swim
Here is the love and understanding you’ve gleaned from the Hippies of Peace ’69, Woodstock sticks.

Stupid idiots and moronic ignoramuses vote for the leaders, the rulers, the lawmakers, do not vote
You will get an identical result if you do vote or you don’t vote, the fix is in, there are powers, float
I have a dog in the fight but it’s only god spelled backward, I’m the master of a liberated slave, free
Respect for the life within, born innocent like everything else alive, learns the good, bad & the ugly.

You gleaned the time to rest for a brief blast of One’s rascal philosophy, a bachelor’s undergrad Ends
I've some news for you, scream at the radio around 9 AM PDT, everyone will be surfing with aliens
Ending so happy that it cannot extend beyond 8 seconds, after that you’re on your own seminal skin
Of the pigs, the cows, the horses, cats & dogs, we eat some, pet others, gods cause Space, time-in!

Dog is a backward spelling of god but that’s mere coincidence, God can’t be a dog because of the scat
Spirit’s don’t consume matter in any form, liquid, solid or gas, that’s the soul sacrifice bartered by a Cat
Cool this cat was, getting the best out of negotiation without any leverage, one outcome expected et al
Theme in evolution is survival of the most fit, the strongest among the weaker in the herd, ring a bell.

My class ended with a rung bell, a brief moment in Time, frozen like hot ice under a north pole’s H2O
What it is that’s frozen? That’s the conglomeration of cells in a suit, buttoned down spats down below
Well, guess what, you’ll lose when the battle is thrown into chaos, it’s some bad guerilla warfare meme
Trying to be the ones that get the power, living a happy life being a slave, a master or cog in a machine.

Finish your race that you began as a late bloomer, educated by old men’s choices of dead philosophers
Mathematicians & scientists consolidated wisdom into mother’s womb for a hot paternity lawsuit case
Packed for the trip from day 1 to the final breath of the last day of existence for me, all humanity fun
Nothing is free, you paid, I paid, we all paid the price, inflated & deflated, either way, the deed's done.

Fair game, fair trial, yet nothing that’s actually fair in this dead stardirt world, unambiguous naked ape
Sprinkled on everything you eat & into everything you drink, it’s 20/20 Soylent Green, drunk ala grape
All souls collected and compressed into One, one gone from sight, it moves the distance to infinity Zen
Hordes of red, outlined in black & blue, gifts returned for money back, I’m the rooster, come here hen.

by
r j j stephan, i

c.  Mardi, February 6^th MMXXIV Anno Domini @ 1010 AMPST

{ Scratched the skin off of the prey this AM while listenin’ to #TheSongRemainsTheSame @LedZeppelin link @ https://youtu.be/0kdrCEiIMSs?si=PDm6W_riKrRYhnD9 }

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