#SoulStripper @ACDC & #SonnyPower (my pop in cielo) @JossStone in concerto #Parliament #ChocolateCity #DiversityEquityInclusion #DEI is #DOA #RunDMC #ItsTRICKYstarlight #GoNowhereAlltimeAllstars #SonnyAndCher

COLD HANDS, DADDIO & THE PHILOSOPHER’S STONE-DRONE

Common yet unusual as the distance between new years and old centuries in a deep sleep

Recommended to stay woke as long as you can ‘cause once your condition is to be a creep

That code Red is the last code you’ll get as the SOS that it’s an emergency for skin & bones

Mortal mankind ain’t a divine creator of this system or star constellation of fireball drones.

Short bets or long shots for the odds to get beat, in a fluke of the probability that you’ll win

So much to lose when you’ve got everything, nothing left once your last gasp pulls the wind

In and out of your face’s nose & mouth, it keeps that thing itself clickin’ on cylinders I spare

My back covered and I’ve got yours too whether you see me near you or not, I will be there.

Symmetrical Attraction to the misalignment of the trajectory and missed the bull’s eye dot

Far, far away from the ground’s gold in the dirt, where pretty and painted XX’s run the XY’s

Yeah you all know what I mean except for the nuns and priests who cut off their psyche tips

The Way that the species mixed variation to survive as the most fit to avoid extinction’s lips.

Looking back now that it’s all said and done, no headaches, no heartaches, sick until death

Example of problems that need solutions are everywhere, look for trouble, gasp bad breath

I am never out of line, I own every line, single file or mob style, granny & minnie skirts I covet

Legs, ankles & toes to the tips of styled hair styled over 7 holes, ears, eyes, nose & mouth.

Created by the invisible, alien-like ghosts-gods’ blind faith in what all dying elders swallow

Hook, line and sinker, the fishermen caught the days catch and it’s time to scream out blow

About the conditions of life while you & I are wide awake trying to have a good time, bull’s it

No work, all play made Jack & Jill get a break goin’ up the hill to fetch a pail of H2O on a bit.

Blood stays inside your heart to feed your soul until it stagnates with Time & empty Space

Vinegar and brown paper on your head before you go to bed is what Jack & Jill breakin’ face

Call it a crown, your skull busted and lets your brain fluid drain, it was in it to win it, it’s gone

All of it, every sound in every room at every time you wake up in bed or a sleepin’ bag, son!

Luck has nothing to do with the karma you owe, it’s all about the scat you did, now you owe

Death is no escape for your debt to the culture, the society, the ladies and infectious germs

What you see is what you get, fictional accounts of seeing and believing surreal reality here

Now is the time, nobody has forever to make any difference at all in cosmic soup, dead hair.

Zygote to rigor mortis just the routine for the things that live, atomic nuclei live in blue skies

As above and so it is below, everything in every single case is what it is & that’s all the flies

Out of holy eggs they lay, spontaneous maggots’ little trip to see what’s always been for me

Trippin’ on highway of One, coastal feel of a bridge gone too far, this ain’t no shoppin’ spree.

It’s the Karma wreckin’ yard for the souls that couldn’t remain angels without wings, it’s fly

So, we’ll drink the wine, we’ll smoke the leaf and look around to see nobody but me & a CIA

Spy vs. Spy left over everybody else got gone, like it’s always been, all in & on their own way

Enemies turn into friends & vice versa, depending on how your money’s spent, smoke high.

Dark everywhere 90 million miles away the other way around the cosmic slop, just go fish

It’s a game of getting’ lucky finding the way in the darkness where miscreants roam in ash

This leftover of a Big Bang or an Original Sin of creating & blaming programmed DNA soon

For doing the do, walkin’ and runnin’ up and down ghetto roads to rewards and a final ruin.

Paradise on a trouble hook, snagging you, me & the weed of the sea makin’ slime backflow

Asexual reproduction & spontaneous combustion came just before the Eve of Adam, yo bro

Believe your blind faith slant on the reason you’re here & now, same fate, we’re all gonna go

Outlaws & in-laws all showed for the feast, each brought an addition to poison family, so?

There is no God, don’t trust me, look everywhere, all around, inside & outside, it’s bonkers

Illusion helps assuage the fear of death you see picking your friends, enemies & strangers

To be the one who comes up with the things to do all day, playing in the sand at the beach

Just lying around soothing the mind of fear and loathing, seething from scat out of reach.

Briefly there’s nothing just a priori of the thing itself, man and woman know, blind faithful

Coming into the stage of making love is complicated but in a nutshell, an evolutionary fool

Earth wobbles, spins, revolves all about the system of One, holy star 93 million miles afar

Far from audio visual dumps of duped popes, POTUSES, paupers all One, jack chit in a jar.

Cold outside, was no older than your last look at me, your eyes were grey like blue-silver

Seeing all you’ve seen, it’s incredible that you’re not crying all the time, I know it’s insider

Can’t walk around good & drunk, crying like a baby 24/7 just because you ain’t got prayers

For innocents & all jacked-up guilty, nothing helps, won’t stop ‘til a bitter End, crosshairs.

Here’s the way to the place where you get something to say about everything, go to school

Learn it all from music to philosophy, mathematics and physics, you’ll love all of the gruel

Eat heartily and you’ll see the results by the time you arrange for your corpse’s disposition

Every single time we enter the bones, the spirit can’t remain in accidental DNA mortal sin.

Oneness distracting the humans from doing something, making something before The End

Bitter or sweet Nothings come & tumble into the sea, Davey Jones warned us, do not send

Keep it in mind, keep it to yourself, San Franciso to Maple Shade, it all could be worse too

Timeline here and now to there and then via wherever the ball bounces, daymare, I’m blue.

Barflies have seen and actually originated the bar fights where many men received stitches

Thank Jack Daniels and Bud Weiser for their input, glass bottles break easy on the bitches

Finding what we all lost when our parents disciplined us from our ego’s intended homerun

Time and Space to return the favor of a reversal of fortunes, give & take or it’s gone for fun.

Pawns check the kings and queens because they can, given their gangland styles of killing

In California or Kiev, days & nights do what they do ad infinitum, stay stupid, all birds sing

Survival of the most fit to see through the cruelty of foul winters & summers, coast to coast

Dream clouds disguise fake facts of life, you’re here, now & gone in a NY minute, then toast.

Salute to Annandale and San Ysidro because they’re there but where, nobody knows at all

Coming here in the darkness, blinded by the bright Hollywood & Broadway lights, I freefall

On the other hand, it could be worse than it is, you could be sick and tired, ill or even dead

As the birds and bees have reiterated in front of your very eyes, nothing lasts forever, Fred!

by

r j j stephan, i

c.  Samedhi, BLOVEMBER XXIII^rd MMXXIV Anno Domini @ 1111 AMPST

{ Drafted from scratch while jammin’ to @VanMorrison #PhilosophersStone (ALL ALONE) K link on youTube @ https://youtu.be/hrsq1werkfs }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?

Extinction's Abyss #FlipGodOffThePlanet #NowSTFU #WillYou #DoTheKamela #SNL #FERGIE

ROLLING STONED, BLOODY BLACK & BLUE TERRESTRIAL UFO

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You got another thing comin’ & it ain’t no shelter from the cold pain, everywhere it exists
On your borders of every country, every continent above the sea, there is extinction’s abyss
All the brave men who would have gone, died with their bravery in the battle against gods
Strangers full of the scat they’ve eaten in another form, cold or warm, meals on hot rods.

Snowing until the mountains are capped with frozen rain, before it melts into rivers of gas
Hydrogen and oxygen in their own ways, are the matrix of Life anywhere in the cosmos’ ass
Not nice to fool mother nature nor the creation of blind faith minions who crave dead food
In the end, when the proof for Truth cannot be denied, there’s your foster parents’ blood.

Produced your soul with a gamete & ovum created from nothing but the First One, dangers
Full of jelly or custard, that Bismarck didn’t sink, it thrived into the sinews filled with blood
You feel it, we all feel the same thing when we do identical things, act One product of mud
Possibly there’s no encore after the Play, when it’s over, it’s all over, Yanks lose to Dodgers.

Inappropriate behavior exhibited, a doppelganger neither with my permission nor knowledge
It’s a put-on if you ask me, to show the world that there’s a power much bigger than hot fudge
Hitting the road with Jack, it’s much longer than the maps indicated, 2 inches are 200 kilometers
Hopping ‘til Easter then dying for a rise out of rigor mortis, only One god can perform, not hers.

I am utilizing a tool of this trade, an ethereal persuasion from a sped-up present in the SF bay
Dreams appeared out of nowhere & in no time at all, they vanished into thin airshow, The Way
By no uncertainty principle can anyone exist on a planet with freed slaves & their progeny mix
Masters’ daughters and liberated slaves’ sons evolved into wealthy, upper class, private dicks.

In the showdown, there is always the ends, the shots from the duel in the dirty, dusty pathways
Chilled Earth, Wind & Fire in a cornucopia that yields all there is from ancestry & descendantry
Love or the lack of it didn’t matter before, only in between before the fixed legend eclipses it all
Talkin’ a singularity of the creator’s wounded heart, love can’t stay out in the open, it’s Ai’s fall.

Pitches down the pipe, struck out twenty-six in a row, fast-screwballs, bored kids run out of time
We kid you now when we normally kid you not, cheaper to keep her, beats rhythm, holy rhyme
Cake made in the bakery of mama, she cooked & cleaned while I waited for a piece of the sign
That the eight cuts will lose one of them, masticated the fruit & nuts, the creator was so fine!

Pine box at the end keeps your bones until the wood & your parents’ DNA dissolves, as you do
Superego can fill the volume of the Void with more cache & digits than a zillion-trillion or two
Haunted by ghosts no more my man, my woman like my mama stands up for the Truth, as I do
Created by the unknown & left to fend for themselves, those unseen before us, feared Me too.

I can’t blame anyone for fearing the significance of signs of stop & go signals, I’d like to signify
But I can’t tell you the word, the code or I’d have to terminate your remaining time of life to die
It’s a sound from A to Z, combined with a rattle and a hum, replacement for the deplorable guy
Unknown commodity, sideways or up and down, it’ll end in a solo whimper, so have a good day!

Idiots close to the vest stay right there, forget about you & your hallucination that you’re alive
You’re in a dream & you’ve been fooled to think you’re in a reality other than that, you’re jive
Yet you’re free as the flowing water comin’ down the mountain from the melted white snow
Simple mind inside of your head, the wall is in your head, I lie that you lie, you’re lying now.

Moron, you get it now. You could fly in a blue dream without your wings, just die first, hu-man
Winner, winner, chicken dinner, can’t fly for a reason, bake, fry, BBQ their wings, all too human
Beans & seeds to keep the ignorance occupied with clutter & immaterial forms of dead-life sin
Mortal & original offenses are the natural beast’s behavior, laws are to tame the beast’s skin.

Pinch yourself if you think you’re sleeping & dreaming, this is reality & it’s the way it is now
For now, cause & effects repeat ad infinitum and there’s nothing you may change, just blow
Lips closed tight, wind up & out the face, screech in the ears to be blocked, deleted in spurts
Fear me & you until the loathing appears from the place underneath the sister’s dark skirts.

Creatures of variable mutations of DNA, some still here & now, some long extinct, even day 1
Nothing more or less than everything under the sun, our closest star, a bit of the astral cluster
Milky Way, immaculate conception inside of a virgin, a pope, bishop & cardinal can preach, sun
It’s the invisible One behind the origin of the sun & the whole universe of blown stars, buster.

Up and down from the bottom line you can jump to the top shelf of ingredients, old schools
Nothing is up there, where everyone wants to go, final destination of dead witches & ghouls
Humble your soul’s molecules & atoms down to the nuclei, proud to be dead weight keepers
Fick led people from the holy water to the insipid missiles launched & discovered monsters.

Telling the bad guys where you hide from the predators is the idea you get before extinction
Every extinct species on Earth, from A to Z, some undiscovered, some archeological foreskin
Saying words, sounding as A, E, I, O & U, sometimes Y & there’s consonants like the eighteen
Five and ten stores have cheap goods, penny candy in jars, security internal morality sting.

Bitten by the eye-teeth and canines to bleed out the form of life that is food for vampire ilk
They are already dead, painfully alive with the minions who deal in guilt and chocolate milk
High five and ten stores closed for business, today and tomorrow, forever and a day or two
High times, blood flow, brain’s mind, speak, see & hear no evil, kill purple people eaters too.

Everyday you wake up, stay awakened up to 16 hours & then resume the unconscious fire
Fire up the engines waiting for the shot to begin the race, the finish line’s ahead, love a liar
Perfection between the zero & the One, any other number is imperfect & part of the hole
It’s empty & it’s never been full of anything except once, at the Big Bang, boom, let’s role.

Sucking down into the Singularity there’s a point of no return, nobody wins at the ending
Hair is burnt, skin is love in a hotdog bun, the space between stars & planets is full of scat
You can feel the Truth coming into the veins and arteries, streams, rivers & an ocean thing
Atoms H2O gas recombination, The End dissolved, hydrogen, neutrino-oxygen Mega boom.

by
r j j stephan, i

c. Samedhi, BLOVEMBER 2nd MMXXIV Anno Domini @ 1111 AMPST

{ Drafted while listenin’ to @JoeRogan interview with @DonaldJTrump on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/hBMoPUAeLnY?si=qQQBUy7ENShaRiKn }

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

#YourKissIsOnMyLIST X's & O's from infinite Lipz that exist to get Flipz!

 

CONSTANT STATES OF THE INFINITE’S  AMNESIA

Now & then, you’ve had a tough Time of it accepting one mortal nature, Space death of us all
There ain't no justice, postmortem has no answer except, WTF did Earth come from? A Bang?
Come on now, we weren’t there but we’ve constructed language to yield yet One mortal Yang
Ala Herr infinite Ying’s supratomic disaster awaiting all Ends & Means, ourselves, all suicidal.

Born to be wild, free, mortal runnin’ with the wind blowin’ sideways into the falls of Niagara
Over the edge where the water drops into gravity’s snare in the recycled H2O, never for RA
Sun, superstar that shines closer than the rest, hundred million miles away from hot blood
Staying cool but not frozen, ice-cold feelings disregarded in a mirror but effective, wet mud.

Be dishonest, you have no skin in the game & it doesn’t matter one way or another, lie to me
Begging for words to mask a Truth to be uncovered by Holmes-type investigation sleuthing
Cause of the first effect means that #TheChicken did indeed precede the laid DNA birding
Without the Thing itself there would be no other things, mortal or immortal, to be not to be.

Open close eyes of blinded boys and girls associated with the philosophers of Karl & Fred
Putting the nihilism in your baby pablum force feeding the hungry critters, innocent, dead
Of the importance of your personal parents’ love and devotion to your well-being, word up
Devoid of the feeling of happiness and contentment, led to a sheep slaughter for Zeus’ cup.

Dog food for the masses, buy a case or two to avoid the metaphors of Man eats Dog’s food
Puddle of blood underneath your 208 bones, can’t stand-up comedy although y’all should
You don’t know like I know or maybe you do, in any case nothing matters & if it did, I’d expire
Without any ceremony, wake, funeral, monument of engraved granite-rock, soul lit, on fire.

Conspiracy to fix your dull gaze upon the inner society you’re not any part of, all in plain site
Of your mice or your women and men, spiders, snakes, insects, bacteria and old Dolomite
Bringin’ the fools back to the jungle’s deepness, ghetto of the streets ‘tween BS & hot kicks
Being is less or more than enough, got scars and tattoos to remind you of unforgotten licks.

Knowledge although impossible is still all there is left of the ignorance of the Cro-Magnon
Nimble Jack jumpin’ over a candlestick and finding your mother & father in bed, havin’ fun
Kind of weird seeing your origin, once again conceiving something, a form of daughter/son
One, twins, triplets, quads, quints or sects matters to none but mama, on to her extinction.

I suggest running and hiding from the Truth, it’s naked and it’s not for the innocent of guilt
Full responsibility you’ve assumed, before your conception, you’re still undersea in the silt
Flagged for danger to avoid extinction, it’s all you’ll get, a red piece of cloth waving to & fro
Ready & get your consciousness set, only we know, life ain’t easy, whistle lips, let’s blow.

Ennui defined, I’m not your thesaurus, therefore, google it, start Marx’ search engine, hottie
You’re lucky to have lived to be able to wonder why you’re alive, what happens when I died
I’m long gone, but this bears repeating, you’ll be dead too, like your poor kids who ain’t fried
Hum along if you don’t know the song, got only 7 notes on scale, Do, Re, Mi, Fa, So, La, Ti.

Work hard for your bread, it goes in and out of your proverbial pocket, as if it’s not for real
Yet it is all there is, then you die & someone disposes of the remnants of the skin & bones
What is consumed is defalcated and then defecated in an infinite cycle until the supernova
May be today, tomorrow but for certain not yesterday, bend over me & kiss me, mitotic ova.

Funny to have more money than anyone else on Earth, a billionaire for real, Reality of One
No more than that one can handle the shattered Many, a leftover of the Big Bang’s All Done
Subatomic to the macroscopic and galactic up unto the cosmic totality, mental image void
Nothing before & Nothing after, here & now where you are, dog head Jesus was an android!

Think I’m wrong & that’s OK, at least you know the Truth now, incredible Vibe to carry-on too
Until the day you die, you’ll recollect the day you became conscious of the reason for being
On Earth, alive above the dirt or dead & gone below it, full skeleton & skull’s bones, be King
Of your breathing function, follow rules, avoid humane judges, online, in print, black & blue.

by
r j j stephan, i

c. Mardi, X-XXII-MMXXIV Anno Domini

{ Copied out of my mind’s eye while in audiophile mode, jammin’ on @TowerOfPower #WhatIsHip etc… link @ https://youtu.be/PF6uVdmXYKs?si=VMXJcM4ZNB0HTvf7 }

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

#ShipAhoy etc, etc, etc ad infinitum . . .

HOW T.F. LONG WILL YOU PRETEND THAT YOU KNOW?

From the first day that Earth was captured around the Sun’s magnetic field of dreams

There have been a number of conundrums and without being specific yet, this is the One

Which cannot be fixed with any reasonable, logical solution other than extinction of Man

Knowing and understanding the fact of Earth Life is all you need to survive momentum.

Just as your own ancestors and not yet living descendants will discover, This Is It, done

Nothing you can do about it other than be upset that you & your teachers were deceived

By the wonder of being alive, as if in a dream of gargantuan proportions, follow and lead

Into the fire pit of the ending, the supernova and singularity of being this thing itself, son.

Now then, here & right this very moment you’ve had a come to sweet Jesus-Buddha sin

Blind faith that you’re related to the divinity that’s been invisible since Day One, my spin

In an elliptical revolution like #9, the one The Beatles scratched into my Marantz T-table

Blasted the pioneer speakers with amplified injection of electric venom, ‘X’ on the label.

Prickin’ your ears up like you’ve heard some predator making noise to warn of a coming

Out of the darkness or the light, it depends on the hunger and thirst of the jungle bungler

Fear and trust depending on the things coalescing into a cohesive group of misfit tricks

Paid injections of venom to get the kid’s paychecks & loan notes for 4-wheel drive kicks.

Moron apes have no idea why they're hungry-mad at one another, illiterate illegitimates

How they survive without a modicum of resourcefulness is beyond the pale of high crimes

Now, misdemeanors are wrong but out of the perpetrator’s control, it is a causeless fate

Like it or not, you’ll die & be blamed or credited with “the nonsense,” ergo, a raider rate.

Persuasive argument to justify the ends and the means of production, on the scale tips

Educated in deep diving down under the sea-surface to get to the bottom silt of the GIFs

Coming in and out of the woodwork, in or out of the cave, a hut or condo, above & below

Having the Time in this Space to be consciously aware of your nature, that’s a gift, AHO!

The jets are made for the Jetsons and the Jeffersons, future and past times are unreality

Only the Present which is so fleeting that it’s gone an instant after its arrival, so, so silly

Yet here we go again, a situational comedy on a stage with dialogues between the things

Languages of all humans included, first, last, everything is all about the queens & kings.

Tricks of the magicians who could show you, so what disappears before your very eyes?

Nothing, just like the stuff that was there before your folks conceived you between thighs

Reason’s why the One is chosen because there’s only One asleep & dreaming this truce

Can’t call it fiction because it’s unprovable, Blind Faith, Clapton, Baker & Bruce.

Prehistoric without narrative, boneyards pictographic scribble on cave walls above doubt

Which rain flooded up lowlands up to the foothills, in time dried up nearly into a drought

Continued to be you and me when we’ve bit the dust millennia ago, we’re mere statistics

Compelled by an RNA program to survive to be the most efficient forms' bones & sticks.

#1 We were here, this is our scribbled memory of being alive 'fore we died, above all fear

Scared of nothing but a stronger being attempting to kill & eat my knife arms are eclectic

For a hunter who thinks I am prey, hope you can pray before you find an unholy Maker

Called The One who existed before the sun’s planets followed electrolyte paths, Navy pier.

No hints about your secrets that you’ll never, ever disclose, even if I nailed it exactly right

What happened when you were too young to know better, you had blind faith outta sight

Removed with stolen valor pretending to be a hero when really you may be a villain ho

Deserve nothing more nor less than dire straits y'all immersed within, whistle & blow.

by

r j j stephan, i

c.  Vendredi, ROCKTOBER ONE-ONE, MMXXIV Anno Domini 911 AMPST

{ Infinity monitored as this piece was drafted while jammin’ to #FJBIDO @Ted_Nugent LIVE link @ https://youtu.be/nAATgDrb45k }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?

pi is 3.14 ... I need some cherry pie now! @ThePoynters #NeutronDance @BlueCheer #SummertimeBlues

{ (above fEEtage shot from my android on the outside patio of our room) MY WIFE #CarolAnn ON A @PRINCESS CRUISE TO ALASKA }

YOUR INNER GREEN APPELLaa

Being all uncertain is innocence of the facts of life, it’s the nature of the beast

Mothers inject you with the venom you get hooked upon, the teat milk breast

In the end, rejected by the attraction, we don’t fight for it, it disappears quickly

They hate US & allies too, an inevitable stench of bodily functions ceasing at sea.

Throw you in the ocean for fish food, they’ll eat anything as dead as a phantasm

In a bitter end, cadaver odor smells nothing like apples, peaches or cherry pie

One piece of a pie isn’t enough until the whole thing itself disappears, gods die

In reality or in a dream, either way, it comes & it goes as quickly as an orgasm.

Puns in the name of playing with the mind to see if you can be fooled by a fool

Laughing at yourself or someone else isn’t a full-blown command, it’s just a tool

To fix broken minds that got hurt and disappointed by expectations non-material

Up & down a hill like Jack & Jill for a pail of water, we gotta give, so we give it all.

Hell ain’t hot because it’s far away from the stars & sun, it’s gotta be innermost

Acting or at rest without moving a muscle, either way that’s all you have is time

Until the day you die, that last moment won’t stop you from success, so get it on

Faith in blind words that have no reference to life’s Earth, somewhere in heaven.

Optimus Prime means the first best thing is the thing itself, origin of matter I am

Egg in a womb, gamete swimmin’ upstream with or without the will of the host

Obscenity is unseen, unknown, undetectable yet, it’s the nature of a beast, boy

Courage to fight ‘til you can fight no longer, never win or lose what God damned.

Heart & soul, spirit and flesh’s bones. are all in for the duration of the fandango

Bought an argument, hook, line & sinker, logic & reason to the home on mango

Vibrations are good and bad but at least they’re vibrating, silence disguises it all

Drunk on weed and alcohol, tweaked the waking and walking on cloud 9’s Fall.

What if you woke up & found out that life was the dream, it would kill your Con

Confidence in the rotten fruit that rats reject on the ground, seeds rotting, man

You can’t believe the incredible unless you’re a dupe & stupid moron, I’m a fan

Wise owls passed along the problem’s answers, fixed the watchtower, it is done!

Bare backs ridden until they break from the white man’s burden, Ethiopian byte

Inherited the DNA, it’s a pariah from the denizens of mud, blood & high life beer

Guess wrong & it’s your curtains comin’ down on your stage, your play’s all over

Pine is smoked, it’s a euphemism for burning leaves inhaled to heighten insight.

Perfectly odd set of everything that doesn’t fit in the puzzle, got my zipper down

Clothed ala head to toe, cap to sandals, quadriplegic body of the all too human

Projected conception, aborted consciousness’ reincarnated human god

Why change evolution with aborted, fetid fetus of Woman’s inner sanctum pod.

Torn by the tour of duty I volunteered for, the enemy came for my uniform ranks

Merely a conscript volunteer for the abuse of the technical instructors, got dank

Fear & loathing, peace & violence fix it all, terminator assaulters of hominid hair

All the bad guys and bad girls know I’m comin’, I may be late, but I Will Be There.

High times for High crimes hidden within the foul fissures of grey material mind

Comin’ for the innards of the Trojan Horse in a minute, all bad boys we will find

Girls will all be sterilized, this species will become extinct, there’s no other way

It’s narrow, step away at your peril, walk or crawl, running will blow you away.

Fear the feeling, fear the thoughts coming in and out of your mind, getting even

No compromise for the phase of life ending, firing of neurons in every red vein

Find the evil and reverse the letters into “l I v e” & never allow evil spirit to be

Alive and free to mock the anti-gravity blow jobs of mankind, extinct humanity.

Gold mined, bitcoin, big bucks of greenbacks and digital wallets full of credit chit

Mirror your image makes two of you, pour double on the rocks, I’ll finish the skit

Program arrested my attention, data auto-generated to obliterate the scat bull

Savior sved the savings, the check cleared the bank, extinction is Void Survival.

BY

r j j stephan, i

c. Lundi, August 26th MMXXIV Anno Domini @ 444 PMPST

{ Drafted in utero, then unaborted, born to woman 8-27-1951, lucky to have been here for a NY minute, drafted this while jammin’ to @CharlieParker #JamSession on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/KXP84ijiLbg  }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?

WHERE I COME FROM

HARVEY WALLBANGER