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Doing the same thing every day, dawn to dusk, you roam this wild, blue yonder

The joke used to be on me until I got it, the joke is on anyone, every human critter

All born and raised on a deteriorating planet of H2O & other atomic photons aloft

Outerspace rocks anywhere else in cosmic dust other than in a hardened jagoff.

Topless tops or “XX” with the bottoms up, making out with your ½ sister’s mother

OMG, the world didn’t end though, Jesus Christ wouldn’t even forgive me brother

What it is you will find a wild guess, educated but without full credence, innocent

In error, inadvertently causing a final effect of Matter’s energy, Singularity Event.

Disruption in the middle of the nucleus, upset with the confinement, at zero gravity

One conglomeration of what’s been fission to what’s not fusion, a black hole sun tea

Hips shook and swayed, toes tapped, fingers snapped, all terror will be annihilated

Imploding charm’s electrons, neutrons & protons into nucleic holy grail, a plethora.

Can’t deport illegal immigrants, can’t deport legal immigrant punks, USA Supremacy

Stay out of this country if you ain’t a citizen or you’ll be deported, gang or Jesus, I see

I kid you not, no exceptions to rules, you’re a criminal, I’m a criminal, y’all ship’s ahoy

She’s the sensitive kind, the bad, bad girl, so careless with a delicate man, broke boy.

Criminal in your mind, ruling your decisions to cause effects or remain neutral to it all

Nothing you can do, nobody can do anything other than just be, all human, too human

Keep your feet off me, unless you’ve been pedicured by the hands of a witchy woman

Angels and the god’s damned fools who get their chit free, taxes refunded to No Man.

She’s blowing jobs and he’s cock-sure only in his own mind, Nature is in charge, et al

Simple to get to the end of life, taking one last breath, one more heartbeat, then caput

Mark your substance that you’ve got within your form as yours, neither more nor less

Treasure Gold, Silver & Platinum, rock social security, fraud ala Nothing, I’m @DOGE.

Fix your drunk attention on the bullseye in the middle of the target, hit or miss blues

No other choices other than kill or be killed in the battles with all live enemy crews

Absolute certainty of your death by the time you bite the age of reason, wise survive

Extinction grooming now in progress, logic and reason misapplied or unknown jive.

Beatles all beating beatniks until they cut fur and became chanting monkey bone

If & only if you have the blind faith of the dead ancestors will you be saved in death

That is the max best of the bovine scat produced to control the wild beast in us all

Innocent and tame as you are, girl or boy, you’ll die in the end, rigor mortis to Fall.

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r j j stephan, i

c. Wednesday April XVIth MMXXV Anno Domini @ 1506 hours

{ Rang the bell of this gem while sparkin’ up ‘1’ & jammin’ to @ACDC #ForThoseAboutToRock on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/8fPf6L0XNvM?si=PJKJfAxhf66jfyoQ }

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JIMI HENDRIX MEMORIAL – RENTON, WASHINGTON, USA, NORTH AMERICA, WESTERN HEMISPHERE, 38^TH PARALLEL, F I R E!

#CherryBomber FILL UP THE HOLY HOLE WITH YOUR WHOLE, HOLY WATER HOLE'S HOES #DontStopBreathing #INeedToHearYouSayILoveYouTOO

@JELLY ROLLIN'

GONE nUTS IN THE PROSHOP

Keeping your fins up is important to the reflection above & below this here

All I know is all I’ve been able to glean from the mamas & papas who were

Here before I got here, they left the record of the reason for being in waste

Of a dream’s reality which is a divinity scam, y’all must be woken, namaste.

Between your ears is an idiotic sammich, know what I mean, don’t play idiot

Even if you do or don’t, we’re still the son & daughter of a damned, silly fool

Not your fault, take no responsibility for your actions, it’s not your fault, man

It’s the obligation of the creator to be responsible for the creation formation.

One can’t wash it’s hands of the obligation to protect & defend a critical mass

Five toes in a dog’s stomach while eating a bowl of Panda’s expression to pass

In & out of the mouth, that’s what it’s all about on this trip, a place to git scat

Matter needs to roll through the system, ingest, excrete the rest where I shat.

Not only are we all 208 bones of form begun from microscopic matter sparks

Mitotic divide requires no sex reproduction, asexual avoids adverse reactions

On following rules and regulations for an ignorant mass cell, it ain’t my lovers

One way to a dead-end street, where you played between sewer hole covers.

Mind’s essence evolved out of the random collisions of atomic banana splits

No turning off of the road, it’s a trip you are on without free will, follow me

Your choices are logical and symmetric with noting but the Truth, God spits

At you, at all of us who breathe air & breed the genome between legs’ brie.

Hot or cold metal and gas smoke, to be or not to be for a while in no heaven

We’re never going to leave Earth, you will be buried in the ash & dusted Zen

Babies both male & female grow to disseminate their RNA germination saga

Animation cartoon called reality is what it takes to feel good, bad & ugly GA.

Obligation to caretake your caged beings in the open cage zoo you’ve doomed

To fail or succeed means nothing to mortals, in the open Ends survival zoomed

Before ready, before you knew it, Time & Space dropped a dime on Robert E Lee

On moms, dads, eggs, sperm & the help of celibacy in those good, bad & Fugly.

Blood flowing without open air, a purple-blue bleeding is deep red, vampirease

Cut deep, cut off, thin slice of 3.14 between your lips, no need to chew please

Just swallow it whole without a doubt, you’ll choke to death without a Heinrich

Rocks rolling, never up, Ma Earth down to graves where ashes lie with a Bitch.

Oh, Mother Earth, mother of these orphans without a father, nobody above us

Hey to the fools who evolved from the foals, racehorse from Kentucky obvious

Mines go deep underground, a dark hole at random order of dirty star dust ilk

Not ready to die? You will anyway, get ready and here I come, I be grim reaper.

Beans boiled, eaten, ingested, defecated into the filthy mud’s old man & the sea

Bubonic plague ahead & behind us all, we’re all one virus, one bacterium, you & I

Fortune guides the chit in the groove, you know it & I know it, the Kid Rock knows

Why y’all alive? God knew but God’s dead, a Fred Nietzsche or Flintstone’s blows.

Bottoms up when Life’s goin’ down, it’s success of the lucky ones that triggers God

They received & abused Grace for the Good, Evil & Beautiful or Ugly, as a milk-dud

Pricks sticking into your mother for you to begin your journey from there to here

Helping nobody means helping yourself since you match the description of Fear.

Afraid of this & that which are all imaginary scenarios of THE might be true or not

If it is true, nothing you can do, if it’s false, you may refute with a rational axe riff

Hate and Love are the words for the action of nurture and torture of the herd lot

Dominant leaders move the mass to the end of Earth, push & off of The Ends’ cliff.

A’s & B’s move to C’s & on to the Z’s, all of the Time in Space on top of the world

There is dead air where once there was a Live voice vibration of sound I ‘hurled’

Not a star since I’m a subatomic stream of nonsense originating outside a pie hole

Nobody but me, myself & I are all concerned about Truth about lies, ½ of a whole.

Liberty to act obeying regulations in the form of laws & theorems of super algebra

Calculus and Trigonometry in the mix, I am the Science professor product of a BA

Given to the immovable unmoved mover as a tribute to the invisible power below

Us & them just fooling ourselves into believing we’re immortal in soul’s downflow.

I don’t hate to tell you since you would have never known, this life is It, all there is

When a corpse gets burnt or buries itself through pall bearing shoulders, brothers

With a glimpse of the facts of life that your father never told you, get shellshocked

Knowledge of the wisdom is invaluable to saints & sinners, One split, flocked. (sic)

Buying nothing since you cannot afford anything, just whistle Dixie if you recall it

A tune you play chords and backbeats to, all that’s left of the dead heroes of chit

What came & became the ones without whom we would not occupy this Space

Could be you don’t know but, one nuclear bomb could ruin your whole day, Ace!

If you face downwind, the mighty blow slaps your back, it moves your 100 pounds

Off the mark, you’re offsides but you don’t observe the rules of pitcher’s mounds

Data processed and once finished, you’re in a pickle Mister, it’s a gasp away today

From where you’ve been to where you’re goin’, just a kiss away, just a shout away.

4 score & seven, square in a face of a millennian god, too far from moonshine, pal

At one, an ahistorical @Grok reaction to know, nobody gets outta here alive, et al

Arguments both pro & con are definitive, dead humans say nothing with no body

As I said, as you know, life is but a dream, wake the phu-qup, excuse my French T.

I am what I am, it’s what everything is, pole to pole, coast to coast, trippin’ on LSD

Hadn’t taken a dose, all naturally a contact high with the wasted hippies on Haight

Dropped out of high school in ’69 just because Viet Nam called me by name, yo GI

For y’all it’s been done, dead ancestors gifted y’all, enjoy the gifted Life’s too short.

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r j j stephan, i

c. Lundi, April XIVth MMXXV Anno Domini @ 911 AMPST

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Sight Fight Right Light Red Light Green Light #STOP

CONCEIVED IMMORTALLY ALIVE, CHESHIRE CAT ALA CORPSE

Hotter than witches’ mammary glands searching for the warlock lips of demons

To be the honey for the hive, drunk on the spells that conjure love of the godsons

Himalayas to the Alps to the Sierra Nevada’s’ & Rockies, Appalachian ghetto runs

For one is for all of us, you, him, her, all of them, me too, I’ve run low on the puns.

Not only this but also that there’s nobody who cares about Life & the bitter ends

Your love makes no difference, even if you’ve never loved or been loved, it depends

On being ignorant, innocence a gift from the gods, you wouldn’t believe Truth chit

Astronauts and cosmonauts know the thing itself is Space between blow bits of It.

Hear the sounds of drums, horns, strummed strings, vibes of xylophones & vocals

To be or not to be for now or never, no need to search any further, so this all falls

Last gasp of wind, one more pump of Dracula cuteness, it’s all over, caput on y’all

Wishing it wasn’t so won’t help in four wishes, nobody is free, thanks to the bawl.

We kicked it, we threw it and hit it, we caught it and clubbed it from hole to hole

Game over when it’s over, give up or beat up, it’s a matter of time at the north pole

When it spins, a whirlwind takes the breath away with the borealis plasma whirls

Hot burn to frozen stiff, expansion for the gravitational collapse of spit Geri curls.

Symbolic for you and annihilated for dead who used to live here & now, dillecti It

Not more nor less than this, just to hide the truth may succeed at evolution’s skit

Playing for money or for fun, either way, somebody’s gonna win & another will lose

Chance taken for the luck of the draw, it’s a 50/50 chance to win or lose, it’s a ruse.

Taking your pocket change and billfold cache, it’s what the House is for, it’s the Take

For you not know this is to allow you to donate your own gold to the invisible make

Pop or mom allowed their orphan descendants to run the Showtime for all of y’all

Dream about the ending and the beginning, a hunger for Reality to see, on the ball.

Silence in the vacuum, cosmic dust is in the revolving, wet rock with narrow ways

Back to the stabbing with knives, forks and silver spoons, just like good old days

When women were men and vice versa, on the way to extinction for you & me, son

We can’t get away with the murder performed by princes & paupers, from day one.

Marked the place in Space for power beings who can’t see, hear, feel, taste or smell

Aliens from somewhere not of this planet’s substance, Time or a Space in a hot Hell

Mercy for the Faith, Hope & Charity for the poor & unfortunate progeny of peasants

Hardly any royal families in the overall numbers, more or less than several pedants.

Pretended to be dead, the hoax completed in an historic saga, blind faith in jokers

Claiming to be sons of gods, daughters of men, conjugal visits of First Cause posers

Nothing can be better than fearing nothing in or out of sight, bravery on the sides

Hard to be safe and healthy where the aim is to deeply bury you with free joy rides.

No resistance when you’re too high, too wasted or too naïve & predators smell Red

With the arts of the Martial, the Way is narrow & it’s all about the being that’s dead

One you never want to be, dead being the last rights of the accidents of birth to Ma

So far, so good, you haven’t begun to fight for the right, you’re a mortal god, my Pa!

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r j j stephan, i

c.  Dimanche, April XIII^th  MMXXV Anno Domini @ 333 PMPST

{ Drafted in Silence, listenin’ to & gonna watch #TheHeretic on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/HH72WFhwVXc?si=0N3nvt1XACyS9jcQ }

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