#GodsGiftsToWoman

HOW’d SHE GIT THEM BRITCHeS ON?

Slap your gram-maw, mine passed on to the great beyond before their times, all grand ones
Kidding or not, the fiction remains as the Truth’s reality, nobody gets out alive, y’all gotta go
Somewhere out of this Earth’s pervue there’s no place like Home, no place at all to play ball
Marchin’ onto the big dance but I didn’t know how, I played 8-ball & threw darts at the wall.

Brew and Mash for the boys and beer for my horses too, dust needs to be swallowed, I spit
Chaw chewed tobacco from the natives was the addiction we couldn’t avoid, all fell in love
Doctorates can’t help the addicted, mentally unhealed inheritance of the third human eye
Moneymakers for y’all & for me, laws prohibit taxation without representation, until you die.

Think corpus dillecti a moment, won’t be able to ponder it once it dawns upon bald monks
High or down lower than y’all ever wanna go, shootin’ 8 ball you gotta hustle the loser honks
Being ahead of the cue ball with your stick all chalked-up tip, a little English slides of shtick
No more nor less than perfectly innocent of the blame and credit of paper or hard plastic.

Get ready to be set to go when I give you the signal, you’ll know the sign, only your vision
To be or not to be the all too human spirit and soul of 208 bones, rollin’ blue blood within
Keepin’ the flow goin’ until the final gasp of gas is the whole point of being here to atone
For the wrongs done to the ones with rights, all the karma evens it up at the final moan.

Seen enough, battles in the wars before the young boys and girls with britches yanked up
Moved into the uniforms’ combat boots, striped up or metal bars, clusters or stars in a cup
Alive until they’re dead, regardless of the discharge of honor or loss of O9 pay-grade’s grape
Don’t you think about anything, therefore you don’t exist, a Cartesian form of a UFO shape.

You said, gin, whiskey, bourbon, vodka are fine but 180 proof has no equal, hangover, over
Refused the acceptance of the liberty and freedom of speech, idiot slave owner’s hot lover
Walkin’ slow down boulevards and avenues leading to the target, no way to ever look back
Disappearance into a woodwork’s rhythm & rhyme, knowledge is a stack of clickity-clack.

Trees all forested, made toothpicks and burnt-down houses on dead-end streets’ T bone
Elements disintegrate a left over chunk of subatomic particles, love, charm & an i-phone
Dancin’ on the floor or up in the air above the parkay wood, it’s all in the Eden’s gardener
Everything & all in between it all, the whole shebang has no mercy, good God’s a herder.

Stay in line until you’re sheered or butchered, used to warm bare skin & feed the blood
Like fake vampires yet without liquid flows from source to the guts of carnivorous food
You are what you all eat, someday something will be you when y’all get eaten by honkies
Beepin’ their freaky sounds both day & night, extinction’s comin’, wait for it ye Monkeys!

by

r j j  stephan, i

c.  Samedhi, June 1^st MMXXIV Anno Domini @ 911 AMPST

{ Crafted as I jammed to @CarlosSantana feat. @RobThomas link #SMOOTH @ https://youtu.be/6Whgn_iE5uc?si=DDqUS2jJsl5c8PqE }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?

#SomethingToTalkAbout @BonnieRaitt LOOKIN' BAD IF I SAY SO MYSELF, I'M THE SLICKEST THEY IS?" #WillieSmith #WillieNelson #CHECKTHEWILDDOUBLEYOUEESTEE #EvolutionWildWildWest #CherryBombers

BLOODSTONE & WARTIME

Justice is a ham samich if it’s anything at all, good’s bad & ugly’s beautiful, bad to the bone
All the spoils which are merely the thing itself’s matter in subatomic formation, single file
Before the trail was purged from the wilderness, all too human, as divinity’s smoke is high
Her time is here & now with me, Love in heart & soul in raw war to bleed the rolling stones.

Doom appeared as a nirvanic paradise standing alone, denizens who consume defecations
Swallowing the #6 hooks of 8 test fishing line, respectable to shake it off the overlord breed
Microscopic insights you can’t hear much less see, common as extraordinary women nuns
Hot fudge consumed, beer drunk, top of the heap’s ­reflection of an invisible spark in a fire.

Certainty that we’ll fill Earth’s space with loaned calcium chunks of cancelled RNA/DNA
Why the accidental conceptions occurred is the crux of the conundrum, reason for being
If you have no reason to be alive, you may as well die & conserve LIFE for the rest of us all
You’ll be able to qualify for nothing after-death like everyone else, God laughed, y’all fell.

A dragon breathes the same fire you do, you have no power to heat it up to perform a burn
Spark would be more than anyone could ask for but it’s the necessary condition to learn
How to cause an effect as intended & survive a cause of another effect another day or two
Compensation given as alms for the confrontation, to be or not to be the one I knew too.

Millions of digital additions to my enormous portfolio, search for a rainbow, deserving kids
Be ready for the waterfall’s power to pound sand into a pulverized pile of stardust ashes
Supporter and fanatic follower of the fame and scent of success in the middle of blazes
On fire for as long as there’s atoms to consume, I drown now & then in the purple hazes.

Pretension of the mensch is that you have control of the ground of Being, come on man
There’s a complex simplicity within souls invisible to naked eyes of being all too human
Idiotic morons born to all women raped by men most ignorant of wisdom’s cosmic dust
Run all ancient & modern civilizations with or without you & me, Love’s prayer, sex, lust.

Dragons upset below the nightmare Earthquake now, shakin’ the ground, what you forgot
It’s revolving & rotating not to mention wobbling, let it be honest, powerful, miraculous hot
Gods perfected the sexual healing acts that propagate the families of viral bacteria carriers
Ancestors evolved out of bacteria, learned conceptual analysis & extinguished monsters.

Here for New York minutes & only your ignorance of how to be a bully works in public eyes
Pulse resonance, magnetic frequency vibrations are good & bad, it depends on the forces
Hard or soft to touch, sight unseen, sound unheard, tasted live is evil, live double reverses
Smell the scent of the Unknown, it’s neither sweet nor sour tasting, nothing is just my size.

Found what I searched for in the mass, volume is zero over zero fractionalized, cinematic
Negative vibrations sensed by the poor dogs and cats, you have a halo or an uncool vibe
Systematic journey from conception to annihilation of the thing itself that causes all Life
Ignorance for all, enlightenment of whatever came before the Big Bang, fight with a knife.

Animation of Life on Earth is inside of your head, that’s life, that’s reality’s crusader feats
All over when it’s over, neither heaven with the gods nor hell with the mind deceiver teats
Mark my words, my mother used to say that, forcing me to recall it decades after the fall
Stolen thought behind the sound, that it’s Life, it’s all about me & you and what y’all bawl.

Effect of a First Cause of Life, mitotic and meiotic subdivisions of cellular multiplication
That is what it’s all about, the Effect of the First Cause is just this, that’s all there is, Sin
That’s the strength of disobedience to almighty laws of a universe, punishment rhymes
As it is above, so it is below us, conclusions are inductive/deductive at identical times.

Mental & physical without psychic content, it’s the creation of the creator, soulless ego
Tremendous pressure by the time it’s all over and the rigor mortis solves the dilemma foe
Many of everyone’s other than you deep down inside, all the same in Time and Space, Up
Annoyance of angels and mortified nekid-apes at a concert’s smooth repayment in a cup.

Binge until the undeniable threat presents itself, Life wants you dead in the end, freedom
That’s all there is for real, without freedom that means it’s slavery to the master of Doom
Before you & I were born & raised in the city & out in the backwoods country, bang, zoom
Open mind, Death means it’s a holy deadline, wake up to be woke, dragon, go get some!

by

r j j  stephan, i

c.  Samedhi, June 1^st MMXXIV Anno Domini @ 444 AMPST

( Cream of the Crop drafted while jammin’ to #WhereTheCountryGirlsAt?  In an infinite loop link @ https://youtu.be/qBbTUw6dIpA?si=O60_evdjTcES9jrf }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?

#HeyNow #AllYouSinnersMonsters #Santana #ZZTop #LynyrdSkyrd #Form #Function #Fondue #FourDEADinOHIO #CSNY #TimingIsEverything #RightBaby? #HillbillyDeluxe @BrooksAndDunne

SLIPPED ON A DARKer LAND MINE & BLEW MY TOP
You flow or you’re stagnant by the rock & silt that block the narrow way, river bent
Full of the emptiness of interstellar space, a Void of unimaginable, infinite masses
It is more than enough to blow your top because it’s your own time to die in a fizz
Lucky if it was gin but it’ll probably be a disintegrating bubble of gas’ bubble of jazz.

Stones in my hands used to be the buildings above & below the ground of dark blue sky
On board or overboard, I need nothing but the air between me & a fish-target bullseye
Important or not, it’s just a pastime while waiting for the last gasp, cast & dropped a fly
Cancer or accidental smashing below a boulder fallen from a broken off-chopped cliff.

Caring neither for seed nor the fruit of the vines, weakness & hunger better than a Jones
Bartender filled me up ‘til closing time, 2:00 AM again, time for sleepy work’s cell phones
You know what I know since you knew before I even suspected, that I was a whiff of dead
Stagnant balls in your belly comin’ my way for the end of your engagement, bloody head.

You ain’t my brother or sister you abandoned piece of dope, smoke or swallowed powder
You better listen for the rat-a-tat-tat that the apes leave behind their wake, clam chowder
Left over cold as ice with chunks of the dead lives of sea life, crackers kill the shock & awe
Without the dead lives of our brothers & sisters of other species, it’s all about my squaw.

I thought I could move around here & there without her, I can’t do it, she’s out of sight too
Stood in the middle of nowhere so long, I thought it was all that there ever was, y’all blew
From this place, here & now to eternity’s trip to an imaginary spin of Earth’s retrograde spin
Wobbling around a finite infinity, we’ll roll around on the course, last gasp, I got it, #TheFin.

Long & lonely pathway between the macrocosmic microcosm, cartage before horse hooves
Invented a wheely for the tire, load carriers injected in a vacant hole, two in a rollin’ dance
Of wooden, metal, rubber & paper wads of all filthy elements, burn dead meat night moves
Weaponry tools, execute in self-defense & necessary & sufficient tools for herd sustenance.

Being alive on Earth is all there is, outside of Earth, nothing exists above or below us all
Dog is God spelled in reverse but it’s a mere coincidence, there’s no reason for the word
For once in my supernatural life, there’s a shaman inside of my face shedding the grace
Five’ll get y’all ten, your conscience is the organ of your living soul, dreaming interface.

Enochian Metatron angels on high as well as in function of the calculus, creepy below it
Since supernatural is what the matrix finds within itself, that’s all there is, high and low
Here now it’s then, no time like the present because the moment it comes it’s all gone
Nothing you nor I are allowed to do anything more nor less than the denizens of bone.

All 208 of them we possess from head to toe, inside lust for life to be gutted, alien food
Boned humans once they hunt & cook us well, we don’t eat them, they flourish so good
Identity theft through the interjection of subjects & objects in hush money predication
Failure to communicate with me is now a fait a complet & the finale is original fake sin.

What you are, who you are now & then in the past yet not who you will be tomorrow
Essence that preceded your & my existences, all of y’all I’m wanting to take a deep bow
Deserved for performing as all creation has been programmed to function for survival
Uptown, downtown, countryside, deep woods, above or below reality, y’all had a Fall.

In the prolegomena of the hyper-future of the species, beginnings are a windy city sea
A lake of great sorts, one of five named after the tribes who survived the big bang tree
Of knowledge exhibiting the good, bad & ugly of being all too human, humanity to quit
In post mortem awareness, nothing is left to contain the guilt, indeed, I Am, too legit!

by

r j j stephan, i

c. Jeudi, May XXXth MMXXIV Anno Domini @ 444 AMPST
{ Conflated before sunrise boulevard woke up the greenback lane-full of bovine scat which cannot be dammed-up, the flow link @ https://youtu.be/BvXj7NSLvkg?si=bm01X62JbGB59pqf }
F I N I S
W.W.A.R.D.?

#Kiss? ... The Muse has spoken with the pen/sword! #Stop #Look #Listen @Elvis #ELVIS

IT WAS ALL IN-GRANDMA’S HAND, SHE TOLD ME SO 

What I said the long day I was born, I can’t recall the exact thought but ‘twas dark, man
Freedom cost for me is everything I got, I’m the gift from above, as it is way down below
.409 cubed, little deuce coupe, under the hood disguise by a 1962 body’s dual quad, I see
Hottie, top tin can fuel-injected all in my mind when my father said I’d wipe out in a ‘63.

Freedom & slavery are words referring to happiness or sadness, creepy, holy old souls
These guys are all dead & gone, they left marks upon cold terrain in a heap of hot coals
Bringing the load on your back will break it, so use the tools of the all too human mind
Let the beasts of burden carry the overloads until they shut down, then a BBQ unkind.

Hunger for the things to chew and swallow, fuel burned calories to animate your bones
If you don’t keep moving your 208 linked-up skull-to-toe chunks, they’ll require a moan
Neither more nor less is the case, all here today & we’ll be gone tomorrow, son, oh son
Freedom is liberation from linked chains you gravitated toward, accident-malfunction.

Fools merely evolved amusement of subatomic collisions in a Void, as above so below
Freaks collected into a pool of acid in a cytoplasmic trap, be strong to survive the flow
Freedom is all we ever needed, everything we’ve wanted was all angels left, this bliss
Foment a foaming at unleashed mouths, distill the moisture, transform a French kiss.

By the narrow way we move in and out of the trip upon your mother’s innards, a hotrod
As we know it or not, just a mortality experience of a forgotten flash of pure nonsense
Nothing more you can do about it other than know that existence precedes an essence
Whatever we are, the unknown that preceded our appearance is really the Void of God.

Linguistic predication of subjective objects, it is done, 20/20 visionary, third-eye blind
I am both in and out of the dream within the dream, your mind is nothing for me to find
I got mine, I hope you’ve got yours, one way or another, it’s a pearl prize, old man, see?
Blackish white, invisible to tiny ones blinded by starlight, ultraviolet-infrared ain’t free.

For the third and last time, I’m falling from some plateau above or below heaven’s gate
All there is left is my consciousness, 208 bones have atrophied to be an atrocity of fate
So tiny it’s invisible to the all too human eyeballs, so huge it’s unimaginable to all DNA
Starve & die of thirst is a way to go, other ways are a myriad of permutation, eggs of RA.

Mothers before fathers, rules and regulations enhance the survival of the fittest, y’all’s
Only females know the inseminator, the progeny are the downloads of paupers’ royals
Kings & princes, dead-lines from the most devious & strong, hysterical in-bred sapiens
Extinction announcement, cut the air & the water, all stupide become holy has-beens.

Beanstalk will grow from seed & fall back to a grave of Doom, anti-gravitational gravy
Imagine or perceive reality to be what eyesight, hearing, tasting, smelling & feeling do
Everything else is the trajectory of possible probabilities, a finite conclusion of infinity
What I am, who you are, what this is that’ll kill us in the end, this Life, crack of the sea!

For what it’s worth, the First Cause of me & you is unknown, invisible yet indivisible so
Do what you can to avoid having any children who’ll reproduce themselves, just blow
Up or down from top to the bottom of the cube’s six square sides of 90-degreed angles
Immense propensity for compression into the golden lead leftovers of the Big Bangles.

It’s something that appears on the stage now and then, you are that something, DNA’d
Premises assumed to be true lead to contingent conclusions which are literally untrue
Garbage into a disseminator leads to garbage coming from an inseminator, @unethical
If you know that you know, you may be mistaken because of the herd’s misleading call.

End of the world is your end, keep it in mind 24/7 to ease you into the Reality of a Void
You can’t get out of the operation now, it’s in motion, follow orders & become a droid
Free will & love have nothing to do with it other than the mind-control of a woke bloke
Nobody gets afterlife, nobody gets out of life alive, corpus dillecti for all, I Am Smoke.

Nevada to Carolina, windward to America from the Atlantic Sea, just oceanic fake glee
3/5th’s of the Earth’s matter is H2O gas of a liquid nature, naturally polluted with death
Living die, that’s Life, all it’s cracked up to be is a minute on Time-lines of Infinity’s tree
Rolled the die, marbles & mumbley-peg played for the whole shebang, I am my wraith.

by
r j j stephan, i

 c.  Lundi, May XXVII^th MMXXIV Anno Domini @ 911 AMPST

{ Concocted while jammin’ to @WARtheBand #HITS link @ https://www.youtube.com/live/41vMbny2bz8?si=pAzAllifdTCo7A8m  & @ZZTOP concert/LIVE 2024 }

F I N I S
W.W.A.R.D.?

@TheRollingStones #Concert2024 L I V E #SCORE #YO #ANG #YIN #YANG

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THUNDER THURMAN THEOLOGY

Some girls and most boys get together for a moment in Time for copulation’s tidy purpose

Intent forces the Will to allow random gene manipulation, supernatural dolphin-porpoise
One who holds breaths of air in to explore the depths of the sea in dark underwater holes
Say your name out loud, it’s different when you hear souls of others in time call your name.

Tempting no one but your true self, not the false prophetic self in your soul’s noggin-cream
It’s a dream within a “Poe” epic dream that doesn’t seem to be as real as a film on a screen
All a confabulation sequence inside of your cranium, as a computer works it’s 1’s & 0’s as is
A random holy hole made with a puncture-point of imaginary targets with bull’s eyes kisses.

Watch the seconds tick by in a figurative way, passing the Tee Time in between making Time
Shot 36 holes yesterday next to the Pacific Coast, the greens’ holes all had magnetic rhyme
No putt was too long or just short, everything my stroke touched created magical thumps
Rain clouds on the horizon but the sun and moon take them away in a gravitational rhyme.

Bringing the happy down to the sad rising of the dead from the graves of the collapsing fire
End of Days, the living and the dead return to the inactive Void, call the One, the only Liar
Pretending that you are no more than subatomic flesh & bones, can’t see the unholy spirit
Words are all I offer, meaning is for the eye of a high beholder, all the dead get a candle lit.

Think I thought fun would be to pretend life was just a dream you have before you wake up
Get Woke and that’s not the way but if you Wake Up, the mind & body reap the soul’s cup
Running over with the wisdom and knowledge which passed in and out of the ancestral Id
One love, all humans, one God, all three in one form of molecular presence, shaped a kid.

Here, there & everywhere we speak stringing nouns and verbs upon modifiers mothering
Predicate this object and in due haste, the pain & suffering reminding you of self-loathing
Never accepting the mortal facts of life due to behavioral modification of parochial profs
Nuns, priests, laymen & laywomen all produced the product, I am One, I love the scoffs.

Normally or not, this is all you’ve got to work with to decipher the code of @Hammurabi282
In addition, a Cheyenne legend of Wihio, the trickster wise fool/hero villain just trippin’ too
Common sense reveals that your pending doom is Doom of the whole world as we know it
Just blind faith forcing happiness’ temporal presence, engaging the egg in the womb & teat.

At the speed of light, matter may move from one point to another in a flash of a blinked eye
Woman in the middle of a Time Warp, meets the future & past motion of an Earthman sigh
Call the attraction to put conception on the agenda maybe Lust, Love or an expensive milk
Meaning is every gamete’s being conceived, deceived & dying to get into heavenly hell’s ilk.

You & me or you & I, everything is #Man-Made, all cosmic artwork & celestial space stations
Fill the all too human empty mind’s clusters of star-gas & possible probabilities we are sins
Of 208 bones from skull to tarsals all to perform the locomotion to adapt & survive or expire
On Being your universe, Earth’s wobbling revolution holy days & nights, dry ice funeral pyre.

Good appears as a lack of Evil, as above so below, empty black hole’s squared knot cubed
Astronomical yet microscopic breakdown of the less & greater irony of ignorance, ye rube
Fade to black, you know the middle path the narrow way that grammas hand let go a hold
On your singularity of essence & coded RNA of the seed of an Unknown, secret agent load.

Woke up after death in a fictional perception of the afterworlds angels & demons of plague
On doubting the Bigger Bang your parents’ coupled the ‘x’ & ‘y’ of this solar system intrigue
An accident of a carbonic gathering, life as we know it, an sufficient & necessary act pound
Puzzle is a picture of Emptiness impacting Nothing that Something is nowhere to be found.

Who & what made subatoms animate a once dead-end street’s One Void, a sweet Nothing
Cause is first then the effect remains as the evidence of what has disappeared into thin air
Leftovers in the frigid light years from an invisible existence in a petri dish’s blood, badabing
Stark reminder is all I may be able leave behind my wake, Thunder Thurman is music I sing.

Ennui fills the full moon’s solar reflection, lit up the darkness with fire, exploding into Many
We the people, we’re animals, we the plants of the planet, 3rd stone from the sun, Domani
Today is not domani but when it becomes domani, it will repeat today ad infinitum forever
Redundancy and Timing is everything, One thing can only follow the money, expensive sir!

Who wants to euthanize a sick puppy dog, come on man! This ain’t no party, suffering is It
What we all came from when entering the womb’s room, before we knew the light, it’s dark
Shadows search for us in a future when darkness recedes from the boulevard’s thrill park
Singin the Blues or the Purples on the journey through the angels’ backyard, outfield split.

Seriously speaking, old folks & young have forgotten what everybody once knew as a baby
Here & now’s a temporary stop via the way’s path, immortality & back, trip to be or not to be
Mind gets made up early when a Force of pending doom comes into focus in oneness’ dick
Can’t run the show without feet or legs, no crutches make it easier, anti-gravity did the trick.

Farces fill the Void’s myriad of chains connecting the disconnected in free will, slavery field
Growing and reaping the sown out of the star dirt left over out a Big Bang’s miraculous yield
Search over before the dawn of a conceptional analysis, gold of a diamond-head in the dirt
Shadow lit the cavern to alpha-omega ultraviolet & infrared, sub-atomic neutrinos in a skirt.

How long it took a wise alpha to a dense omega ship of empty-headed teen-aged serpents
Point to conclude the deduction is one moot point of the fool who dances for the princess
If not the unrewarding Prince of the casbah, just a bogey-man son of the bitch’s nonsense
Meadow ahead, steep cliff to the rear & it’s look out below, the bones will crush & dent-in.

Death is part of the Life we got the fortune to view, special appearance of the MUFON alien
Flew in & out of the Time’s warps, leftover eggs’ salad of invisible germs, wasted AC/DC Zen
Coca-Cola and Rock & Roll movin’ the whiskey & wine, pure fortune wholesale poorly richer
Invented Dream as a necessary condition for being alive on Earth, a somnambulistic miser.

Gone before it was time to go, the solo way to stay alive in a hostile environmental disaster
Don’t worry about loved one or ones you don’t know from Adam & Eve, orphan saves Easter
Got the remedy for the 20/20 eyesight of the non-believer who respects logic & reason also
Light of the sun, closest star in the solar system and galaxy to our retina’s insightful proviso.

False tricks and true treats hidden in plain sight, a mystery for you to ponder with wonder
Facts of Life turned out to be, you live, you like, you love, you plan, you pivot in a pirouette
As if you know a thing or two more than the average Joe, just a humble man likin’ apple pie
Left the planet as I found it and only my scent of clothing and a stone with words on high.

Poor and rich to experience the experiment of living, existing by growing young to an elder
Bloodlines filled the veins & arterial M & M’s with lethal, deadly health features of a critter
As above it is the way it is because of what’s going on down here in the dirt, a free bird sin
Blood in me is much more thick than the original ancestor I descended from, ala selection.

 
Dogs care, people care, when they don’t there’s trouble no more, it’s The Last World War
The mechanics of the affair go something like this, nuclear weapons all detonate at once
Noting that nothing will have been left over for no-counts & a black Friday Time’s epic task
Opened says me, if you wondered or asked you’re a believer in a magical CoVid19 mask.

With no doubt about it, knowledge is powerful as a tool to become wise with practical jigs
Thirst for the goods of gods & no appetite for abetting losers of Time on Earth, in & out rigs
Pawns to queens & kings through a forest of the knights, bishops & Thurman’s castle of ilk
Thurman, knight of the #RoundTable as the ghost in the machine replicates in perpetuity.

Billions in theoretical conjecture are all things which form the Singularity of the Black Hole
Seriously in a proverbial loop created by the swirl of whirl, fashion of the Times on a whole
Yet, teardrops and laughter get inherited before the finale each living thing faces in the End
God frequency: { https://www.youtube.com/live/7_Pg1uKN3FU?si=_FPwb1g8GYt_eyuC }.

Someone will slap the taste out of your mouth & some tee bloody 18th hole with loose lips
Split ends smack down the middle, portions created of a One, tidbit ship of stardust chips
Cynics rule the world without a sword & without a good book word, what will be will be blow
As above & so it is below, the skies where the astronauts blew their tops & returned for a go.

Hung around Chicago four corners me & the gang ran around kickin’ the can heaven sense
You are the idiot your mother believed that you were, it was someone idiotic to the children
Taught the whole culture to believe in mythology as fact to guide the behavior of miscreants
Goddesses come and go freely in and out of starlight, it’s my dissertation, nothing biblical.

Beer for the horses who rode the men to town, whiskey for the third kind tied by the bygone
News is older than tomorrow’s happening of screwballs who forget that they’re all mortals
Budging and nudging every other living thing you ever sense does no good for anyone, pals
Disregard the whole Truth at your peril, Life’s short, Timing’s everything, power up epic gun!

by

r j j  stephan, i

c. Dimanche, Sunday, May 26th 2024 Anno Domini @ 4:00 PMPST

{ Withdrawn from the matrix while watching #TheDayTheEarthStoodStill on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/rFOkCEdEaQU?si=nT6xJX-n06JIAuiO }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?