#MayTheFourthBeWithYou #BlowYourTop @ZZT

FOOL ADAM IN WISE EVE’S PINK CADDY’S BACKSEAT

Of course, Eve tempted Adam with plausible deniability, creep had total free will to choose
Hence the harbinger of Evil or Good in context of the garden of Eden, you all drink the booze
Of rats and smaller critters in the star dust you grow seeds in, restaurants of dead life food
Worms, all the way up to the all too human rattle & hum, a pleasure feeling, being so good.

Drivin’ up and down the streets my father and mother dropped in my lap, got me one PhD
In logic and pure reason from the university of experiencing #LikeItOrNot, it’s all about #Me
Where my grandchildren were conceived, in the back seat of my plausible deniability honey
Mankind won’t do it on it’s own, adjust the DNA by the ingestion of congestion, gold money.

Mating malfunctions in the species’ code require full extinction of the species, x & y deadly
Whomever is quoted as saying it’s never too late is no doubt stone cold mortified mortally
Of course the memory can’t be forgotten without constant delirium of civilization’s breath
All of the many in the Earth’s dirt enjoy the health and avoidance of dearth and ego death.

Only a fence charged with the power to annihilate your spark will keep y’all out the corral
You used too much power growing up and what you’ve got left is an out of time seashell
It ain’t your fault you were conceived in the heat of the night, free will or raped hooker Ma
She’s a mother but the orphans ain’t likely to be happy, ever, forever, happiness with no Pa.

Wave of the substance getting close to the fusion & fission of the form, reserve a holy Hole
Not bad being evil and not bad being good on a Saturday night, city or country Muscle Shoal
Substance & Form coming from Nothing is absurd foolish blather, everything is One Atom
Plenty of the many to obfuscate the function of the calculus, nevertheless, God is a bum.

Previous words come from the bottom of the cess pool just like the pleasure of beauty’s Id
You need a ride and I want to give you one too, asked me to pick you up from work, so I did
Honey, baby, your daddy wouldn’t like me thinkin’ of huggin’ & kissin’ you all over the place
I mean in public or private, too tempted to not want to, I’m jealous of me, love my fish face.

Handling maneuvers as planned, practiced every permutation of jump shots & slam dunks
Chopped down some cherry trees & fired up the dead wood, under heaven’s stars in waving
To my flesh, skin and borrowed 208 bones, some broke and others just cracked, one or two
Broke my nose without knowing why I was lying underground, seein’ daylit twinklin’ allstars.

Hugs is all I want from you baby, yeah, you know I love you for your Pink Cadillac out of sight
It’s all going to be clear after the obscurity is seen for what it is, the smokescreen of the Oz
Wizard had a hold on you and made forget you were dreaming, in a coma for the sugar Pez
Oozing and cruising up and down, in and out, in the front and the back, just don’t be Right.

It’s alright to be on the far left with the dead philosophers who laugh rollin’ in the ash urns
Graves of wisdom who knew the two bits used all your gas and left your family in the lurch
All saved & invested in Ends of Time, burnt ash of trees, broke hydrogen oxygen molecules
Atomic reference of fuel reserves, supernova happening without warning, need Hercules.

No matter how you try, not even Atlas or Hermes Trismegistus phenomena, mortal sinner
Knowing everything is rhythm & rhyme is all you need, all you’ve wanted forever, with beer
Drink it deeply, your mother was a woman, it makes you half of a man, force of love power
Prior knowledge of the following is not important in the end, Nothing matters to him or her.

Hunger for data, your hard drive’s been bleached bit vacuumed, preach the way of a monk
Silenced in the darkness, too human nature, good, bad & ugly mixed, unofficial fake facts
Evolution the appearance of all we can observe with perception and digestion production
My father said, “Money isn’t Everything, it’s the Only Thing!” but he didn’t, it is a super funk.
by
r j j stephan, i
c. Samedhi #May the 4th be with you! 2024 Anno Domini @ 1245 PMPST
{ Skinned listenin’ to @Davy_Crockett #WOKE link on youTube @ https://youtu.be/UzAwQUwaUYY }
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@ApplesForAdamsKids a uno, dos, tres . . .

WAR ALL OF IT; SOME OF IT; NONE OF IT!  COPY THAT!  #DEAD @Jerry Garcia

FRACTION TWIXT nil TO INFINITY

Phenomenology violates the ignorance of the unknown, appearing goofy dogs down under
UFO’s go above & below your own capacity to perceive black & blue wild oats over yonder
Nothing worse than mockery of what you know, wisdom gleaned, all too human nonsense
Will to know the Truth may cause you & others to be injured by the pain of disappointment.

Can’t allow the encroachment upon the human forms by a supra-presence of a holy dink
No god in the universe, no god on or off of Earth or any other planet, force of smoke, I’m all
Completely in the presence of the death of me, I didn’t desire or hope for it, startin’ to fall
Somebody told me to fold some Space-Time atoms into a separate reality, Mind in synch.

One point on the matrix cannot be seen by mankind from Earth nor from the moon beam
Falling into love or falling down on the floor, dropping dead as a door nail’s sortie stream
Matter and the energy being burned into power to animate inanimate rocks & stone dust
Robot on a late shift or the graveyard shift, digging holes in the yard for diamonds & rust.

Sickened unto birth and the death of the holy soul, all the body is a heartbeat, that is all
Strangle your necks and the murder she wrote about before it happened, throw the ball
Around the fields and gridirons, courts and alleys of fame and fortune, nothing matters
Every grave goes unvisited, yours, mine & your loved & hated ones, reality she scatters.

Mountains and deep holes in the burnt-out ash of Earth, the 3rd one from the all-star Ra
Apes devolve as we speak, humans & their progeny both genders mixed with grog & sin
Imperative to command your military to win the war & declare peace by the atom’s Zen
Harmony and humor, accidentally the freedom to have the two senses, all too human.

Blown your nose in your hanky, it’s the exhaust of your living breath, no need to store it
Clear light means too bright to miss, blind as a bat yet perfect ultrasound reception chit
On your honor, you may stay in my castle as long as you stay neat & clean, if not, be blue
Professional amateur human being, evolved from a living cell, just one and then two too.

High or low pressure inside of your hoses and tubes, capillaries, veins & arterial scream
Moving with the heartbeat from head-to-toe ad infinitum trajectory to the immortal Hole
Where you can’t go until Your Time, You will know when, you got Adam’s apple streaming
Monks and monkeys share the word, the letters & the keys, It Is God, It’s a queen’s King!

Beer, wine, whiskey, tequila & the cactus with the smoke, puns without the gist of humor
That’s the point of no return, allowing your awareness to go there, you’re still on the floor
Look up higher than the micrometer above the tile and you will elevate your space case
From the bottom of the barrel of monkeys to the hilt of the higher ground’s angel phase.

Spoke up the moment I got woke and felt the urge to move to the groove, immediately
No choice of freedom not to move, staying in one place is a target for a bull’s eye creed
What I believe is not knowledge or wisdom, it’s an organized deduction of assumptions
Trusting that you’re a kind human being and you only defend yourself from being freed.

Keepers and pretenders to the throne next to you all who protest that you can’t dine in
Port where you launch your rowboat onto the sea, getting ready for the dissolution skin
Of our fathers, mothers, sisters & brothers, all knew rhythm & rhyme of grateful deads
Starlit, photosynthetic zeroes & transformed energy into recyclable mob bullheads.

by
r j j stephan, i
c. Vendredi 3-3-24 AD @ 1414 hours PST
{ Beware of Dead Dogs, back or front doors hunting invisible souls who cannot be alive in an all too human body, drafted this diamond while jammin’ to @TowerOfPower #HITS ON LINK @ https://youtu.be/PF6uVdmXYKs }

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#DogDontEatDog #FourDeadInOHIO #CrosbyStillsNashYoung #RememberKentState #TheRollingStones

Tin Soldiers & Nixon cut us down, 4 dead in Ohio, MIC-DROP

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Sweet leaves burnt to smoke your lungs into the deep space of time running out
Of the sands of time in an hourglass, flipping over hours, every millennia no doubt
Do you have a leader? Take me to your leader, the one who doesn’t want exposure
To the ones who need to lock up your agitation in the bell jar from duty came a tour.

This is not about your idiots and morons educated by clueless parents too busy too
Monday through Saturday will get you to the day of rest, Sunday bloody Sunday Son
Husky and skinny bones underneath your skin, fed by your blue blood, IQ below One
Monkeys ran the show, wrote the commandments, punished the offenders, died too.

I am apolitical, you are a Marxist-Leninist-Maoist and too fat to be hungry to be free
Of your masters & mistresses with uniforms & jack boots, waving their holy scat to be
Whether you sleep soundly at night & live in peace while awake in the daylight, or not
Us all & every other living thing, every atom of every cell will expire in extinction’s sea.

I’m no Einstein from the Void or even a Bozo from the circus, The Truth is false, I confess
Nothing but blinding light in tomes, scratched & painted upon inner walls of all darkness
Highballs drank until drunk, you got drunk at five & killed the soul & mind in a fine fellow
Dead & gone, not yet a miracle again defying nature, be alive to live, as above, so below.

Good and bad actors in the play on the stage but it’s not an infinite time, it’s almost over
Extinction of the species’ genome & return to the caves and boiling cosmic sea of acid
Party on the patio for you & I, no games to play, just conversation of philosophy & lovers
What do we think about when we think about Oneness, my God, my woman, we’re dead!

I got a line on the mystery presented as the silence of the lambs, be quiet about the Truth
Slaughter is not my destiny, silence of my logic & reason is not allowed, slide in the booth
Deduced the conclusions used to engage the loud-mouthed females with bad breath spit
Upon the innocent & wild life on E Street, crack down on the hard life, long 44 Years of s#it

Model fixed, cracked the monkey-mind between the hemispheres, split the personality too
Not acting like the same person alive in one body, more like two wills to power, red and blue
Punch in the face with those facts of life downloaded into your i-pod, dream about wizards
Whomever they may be, they’ll expire with death, without me, Nothing exists but buzzards.

Fun in the city and a struggle in the ghetto & on the farms & ranches to keep the herd fed
With corn-infused beef, dead meat of cattle raised to be eaten by the carnivores of Dead
Learned without question from birth to death, Life happens, we got lucky, granted grace
To be animated, breathing air, running on higher ground, digging in the dirt of God’s face.

Blood thirsty, drink until drunk and then wonder why there’s still a thirst, you’re a killer ape
Not a decision for the free will, killer apes kill, you’re one of them, let others kill for you too
Buy the dead stuff wrapped up in cellophane and Styrofoam in a store full, baked & canned
Agitators of Revolution, you’re moron dupes, Marx rollin’ over guffaws, F.U. you’re banned!

Timing is everything and I know I’m right because this unknown fact is now known wisdom
You’re oh so mortal, you’re gonna die, you won’t be punished or rewarded after The System
This spasm with the last gasp, you can’t look in the mirror postmortem, rest assured grim
So, stare in the mirror now, look deep into your eyes’ pupils for the empty, black pool, OM!

by
r j j stephan, i
c. Mercredi, Mayday First, MMXXIV Anno Domini @ 222 PMPST
{ Cocked the hammer for the hair trigger coverage, got me back my bullets while jammin’ to@NeilYoung#FourDeadInOhio different story than TODAY, VIETNAM THEN, WAH WAH WAH NOW… link @ https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JCS-g3HwXdc&t=81s }

#DropAPinOnAMap

JUST PRESS PLAY TO CLASH

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Dropped a pin on a map of your 50 states of being here and now, here’s all I got to show for it
Pings and pongs goin’ back & forth without any purpose other than going to be hit, to and fro
Within the parallel lines and rectangular spaces between the empty out of bounds bull’s s#it
Apes in trees’ houses, cave mountains, chopped up pick-up sticks & rocks formed into a blow.

Punks & full-fledged genii who watch the way the balls bounce and throw ‘em down in a hole
Inches and kilometers matter as much as the space between the atoms that move unmoved
Stone cold or pistol barrel hot, I know the ends and the fools tryin’ to get them in a contract
Made to be dissolved like the sugar in your water, still sweet yet invisible to the yet undead.

Pitbulls & Collies on either side of the spectrum, to watch and protect your spirit’s high heels
Spike up another inch or two so you look taller than sweet home Alabama red, Georgia peach
Now the Daisy Dukes get to my vision’s eyesight getting’ blinded by the Tequilla clear jiggers
Alright on the left, there’s fire in the hole, duck & cover, hit the dirt, yo’ arse is grass, buggers!

Burnt to freeze dry and a shattering of atoms into electrons, neutrons & mother’s proton Man
It’s a code of acid, another miracle of evolved mud, blood & beer from the ranch & farm sand
I know, we know what nobody Is, God’s wide open vacuum of elemental magic, a phart-ch
Gas sags the empty space, warps time into infinity from you mama’s womb, bullseye, #DART.

What’s your 20? Gimme your latitude, drop a pin on a map, need your longitude attitude too
Drunk all the tequila last night, all I got left is the JD Black, well at least ¾’s not watered down
Had to hide that slack from my girl, sisters, mothers, lady friends, wives, grandmas got it blue
Living and waiting for the prince or the pauper can be so time consuming, you know it’s true.

I shook and rattled the cage until the walls came tumbling down to the higher ground below it
Temptations to rest and recuperate while sunbathing in the blown atoms millions, tons of s#it
Pumping the beginning of it all to the bitter ends that nothing can recuperate, it’s coffin or fire
Buried below the down home pretty ones so the babies don’t know where the daddies are at.

Baked the cookies in that hot oven, it’ll all come out in nine months, babies get the bad penny
From the brothers and nephews of the bums and junkies who reproduced the roaring twenty
With the maniac 2020’s from one to nine, Man broke through scant atmospheric scat to Rome
Passed the germs out into the pristine and empty, all that’s #GetGone brought it down home.

Find me fiddling around and twiddling my fingers in a circular jerk, like no-count hillbilly scat
Produced by the children of clueless girls who feared the mighty abused children they reared
Babies got older, cranked up the engines with mighty home-grown to speed through the dead
Living from first cry’s shout until the final peep & airless spit comin’ with a holy corpse’s FAT!

Dream over in a flash, Underground or Above The Law of Fish and Game departments of gods
Who never showed the facts of life to the minions created from rock dirt & hydrogen hotrods
Mud kicked off my combat boots, pulled on my cowboy boots to fetch some homegrown tea
California coast or inland up to the foothills and in between the models of the deep blue sea.

Paid that bill twice and I need that refund to be applied to my future tab, it’s comin’ soon too
Dropped a dime on your sisters & brothers, some of your mother & fathers I now pooh-pooh
Wise knowledge and foolish followers of the Word, philosophy and science of pop culture Ids
Comin’ to Budda or Confucius or Christian splinter groups, leading to the End, over & out kids!

by
r j j stephan, i
c. Lundi, April XXIXth MMXXIV Anno Domini @ 911 AMPST

{ Inside the Outside looking through the plexiglass while jammin’ to @TobyKeith #RIP concert link @ https://youtu.be/EHi4qAN5zeg?si=LIgtvbpQveIzUkF3 }

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