The Day That LIVES In Infamy December 7th 1941 @PearlHarbor #GodBlessOurMilitaryHeroes 12-7-1941 AD #DownSouthJukin @LynyrdSkynyrd

ALL GAVE SOME,

 SOME GAVE IT ALL

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By George, I think you’ve got what it takes to ascertain the reality afoot here
Colors to the blinded by the light animals on Earth, virus to women and Man 
In general, my ol’ TV was an Admiral, my father was a sailor in the Navy too 
System of the four downs every series of plays toward the goal on a blue hue.

Deserving no attention from anyone with a lick of sense, you think, hence I am 
In your mind’s eye to digest the gist of a song I can’t sing in tune, tone deaf bam 
Zeroes in the dust we built the skyscrapers upon, so morons could go for Babel
They did it before, they did it again & they’ll do the infidel prophet’s liberty bell.

Keep it up, real, above board, no cheating on innocent & wild eyed’ E streets
Game with rules followed by some but not all of us, it being unfair to opponents 
Alleys so much easier to navigate both sides of two dead-end avenues, air I blow 
It’s the journey to the destination you & I elevate to empty Space of a Void expo.

No sights or sounds, just navigating vibrations of the stardirt below us, it’s doom
Not so much we have to inject into the history or the legend, hence, a holy tome
Every word of paragraph compilation, weaving a tale that appears to be fictional 
It’s a shred of the holy name, the arc of the covenant that we call, my Holy Grail.

Believe me without a choice to ignore the Truth in plain sight, all Life will die too 
In or out of the drive-thru lane, satiation occurs unless death’s afoot or the Blues
Shape, a formation in either a straight line to infinity or a circular bend meeting
Lower underneath the highest level above ground zero, passin’ touchdown king. 

Brought a knife to a gunfight, sharp and in stealth mode but not no silver bullet
Far away, yards from several to hundreds, rifle’s shells of gunpowder & lead shyt 
Pace is quick and slows down as the energy drains, it’s a thermodynamic theory
Heat expands and Cold contracts, it’s not personal, the way it is, is the way it is. 

Mirrors with the reflections you’d never know if the polished glass wasn’t gifted 
A la all gods or an accidental find of the gold & silver made out of the dead lead 
In every case, in or out of the darkness, eating dead plants & animals to survive
Defecating & defalcating until the cows come home to trip on legs without arms.

How many fans are fanatics who sit & stand for points shaved, wise, forsoothe
What I mean by the odds & ends are the random deductions from assumptions
Inductions aside, the truth of the premises yield the final production of a Truth
Recollection is required, bad memory cannot function as the first or third sins.

Been around a little bit, more than some and less than a few others, yet, I flow
As the stream moves north to south in the Northern hemisphere & vice below
South pole where nobody goes to vacation with the children and pets of Man
Completely spun into a frenzy, the wobble ceases & friction ignites the firemen.

Picked six or twelve in the material world where the odds are against the gods
Nobody anywhere at any time from the origin to dissolution of cones and rods 
Nothing to see here in any case, reality and fantasy merge into comic relief scud 
Imagine it, muddy H2O becoming an animate virus & bacterium, a meteor dud.

Now & again it will happen in the future as it has in the past, death wins battles
Either a war to defend imaginary nonsense or just insane mind of a damn killer
You can conclude the inevitable, nobody gets out of here alive, we’re gonna die 
Like your ancestors for the last several centuries as well as descendants on high.

Dream ends, eyes stare at Nothing as if it will change but it will not, it’s The End 
Thoughts from others who survive our corpus dillecti are without guilt to offend
Touchdowns, Home-runs, overtime last minute three exposes losers & winners
Here and Now is the By and Bye as above, so below, I will leave you with jitters.

by 
r j j stephan, i 
c. Dimanche, 12-7-MMXXV Anno Domini @1010 AMPST 
(December 7th Day of Infamy)

{ Kicked this out with @JonnyLangBand Live @Montreux 1999 video on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/bb6wkH7g7zM?si=JWaPjOx_r5_SxynV}  & LIVE FOOTAGE OF PEARL HARBOR BOMBING BY THE JAPANESE ZEROES 7 DECEMBER 1941 LINK @ https://youtu.be/tvSz9jyJSgM #StateOfWAR } 

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?

#IWantMy @Nickelbak #BeLikeH2O #DiamondsFacetsAllOne #TheTyger #NeonMoon @BrooksAndDunneWith @MorganWallen #GottaGitALittleDirtyWhenYourDigginForGold #BlackCrowes

COWBOY EVOLVED FROM PERFECTION, FORNICATION OF THOU

All of us, totally alive now or already dead are inside of a surrealistic dream, it’s all strife 
As if you’ve stumbled upon One, Salvidor Dali work of art, paint, pencil, photo, light beam 
Miracles I’ve searched for to not only witness the event but also tell a tall tale, incredible 
Yet, Truth is like that if you’ve never heard of it, it may make or ruin your whole day & life.

What is above or below this Earth, scientists and dead men walking know it all, empty zero 
Knowledge and wisdom of this deck of cards with the hands already dealt by being in utero 
Lucky nails & teeth will grow to eat the world & protect hearts from harm, soul of God form 
In millions of animated things, transitioning from Nothing to Something & all the way back.

Corked bottles keep the fermented fruit of the vine, fresh as the day grape squirted to glass 
They all left a while ago but now, all boys are back in town & runnin’ the blocks like a badass 
You know what I know, only you know like I do how the end is gonna be without a spirit fool 
Divine or humane, all in and out of the ears, critical cyber-realities remain an accurate tool.

Empty between the ears outside of the skull & bones, RNA & DNA absent of a liberated Will 
Snowed the frozen rain down from mountaintop to the valleys of the blue marble’s spin skill 
Due to the whirling & wobbling, Life asserted itself in the insanity of Earth, Wind & hot Fire 
Lunatics want to fight when they know they’re gonna lose the war, no plan or bird on a wire.

It’s essence of extinction, a black hole with a Singularity in plain sight of a mind’s 3rd eyeball 
As geometric calculus fills the Void’s matrix with Uno & Zero, lines, columns collapse it all 
It all couldn’t be any worse ‘ the worst possible event unleashed, AC/DC #DayOnTheGreen 
Live wires charged with power, protons, electrons and neutrino neutrons, Ionics I’m all in.

Known that nothing exists before the Big Bang & won’t exist a moment the day after tours 
Trash and wealth combine down the journey to the epicenter of being, One & Many doors 
Drifting on the breeze, getting blown away by the all too human jobs comin’ out of the blue 
History drives the fists to punch holes in the matrix, Will Power runnin’ the street & the rue. 

Junkyards full of the used metal and plastic we can’t launch into empty space to the moon 
Breaks in the matrix happen, moments at a time, posterity controls the gatekeeper’s spoon 
Space is inner and outer between shards of Life & Absolute Oneness, getting naked for sex 
Only way to cooperate with the overlords is to stay invisible, never cause dissolution’s hex.

Magic spells work, accidentally directed by the holy & desecrated earth soil, buried bones 
Breaking rocks on the chain gang because I’m the forced labor, I got framed by her moans 
I don’t know anything for certain other than you’re in the same boat as I am, empty bliss pie 
Ignorance of the knowledge is wisdom’s protection, singing, dancing, eating until y’all die.

Made it out of jail with a bullet in his back, a 30:06 line of sight, in the crosshairs of Eternity 
Way gone just like the song says, ol’ Mr. Brooks & Mr. Dunn movin’ on a target onto my eyes 
Fathers miss their daughters they never produced from the gametes, world turns blue man 
I set alone at a table way in the back of a bar, only lonely folks go to for spirits of a drunk sin. 

Of course, inebriation is everything a human needs to forget about suffering pains of love 
Leaving for another Man who cannot compete with me, it was all meant to be that way too 
Had to be in the place in Space at the right time, Timing is Everything, as Romeo knew, so 
Keep your bearskin in tact, block everything other than 7mm rounds, hide out cave above. 

Stars burn but when you’re far enough away, keep your feet & backbone warm, no, I’m gone 
I took too much time, ran out before I knew it, my eyes and ears opened wide, funk moaned 
As if there was never a warning about the hereafter that comes when the corpse rots in 10 
But only ignorance shines in reflection, believe in the unknown, call it the End, I Am all Zen.

As a wagon wheel turns, if you got four of ‘em, you’ll get a bunch of dogwood flower blooms 
You owe me, I owe you but neither of us will recover from sudden death, debts’ livin’ rooms 
Purple in the infrared range and Red in the ultraviolet domain, reversed psychosis to all now 
Holidays & holy days regarded as special, without it, we’re not conceived in a cocaine blow.

Clocks tickin’ & sun’s is still up in the same place, above black & blue skies, look out below 
Five o’clock now, somewhere in the world for a minute, already gone there, drunk in my pity 
Criticize my thorough analysis at your own risk, deduce and induce the logical conclusions 
Invert the investigation & plow through your memories you can recollect, Eve’s original sins.

She said she loved Adam, Eve had imagination rollin’ well, now here we are, so all way gone 
Like ships sailing on the infinite seas all around us, solar system & galaxy in this tiny drone 
Can’t even see one hide nor hair from way up above the stratosphere, nobody’s home, sigh 
Saddle is keepin’ my bottom dry, candle burnin’ at both ends, this cowboy barely gettin’ by.

Lipstick on the mirror said “Good-Bye” as a creative evil dream alive, fix-sad faced drippin’ 
It wasn’t the only way to go but it was all a lie, didn’t know that it was, Know to be one, son 
Boyfriend, husband, significant other in relations, random accidents, Ma & Pa had a bawl 
Here we are, healthy or wealthy & sick, you don’t like my smoke or tattoos, so KMCA y’all. 

All my holy “Zen passes through all our definitions & remains Zen as before,” inevitable “I” 
Id, Super Ego & little ol’ me, the Ego from ovaries in a Sicilian woman, oh mamas, y’all sigh 
Big timin’ in a small town, up in Pilot Hill ‘tween Cool & high Coloma, where bare feet walk 
Black or blue denim, jeans from the heavenly clouds or Macy’s but either way, I still balk.

Never know when it’s gonna last more than a NYC minute or ½ a lifetime, you only get one 
Nobody gets another chance, they myth has deceived the ghosts in the machines for fun 
Now hear this, free emotional rescue for you, just because you thought you were so pretty 
Breaking the infinite line in two, division of perfection into double vision, creates the nutty.

Some nuts fell out the trees, others came out the male injections of gametes into ‘er hips 
Not only rats and worms but also the humans who know it all, forget about their sail ships 
Karma carried over until the galaxy implodes into its essence, Nothing subatomic, charm 
Farmers with a tan, drivin’ pickups like country boys do, makin’ daughters mama’s farm. 

Camouflage britches and a dago T-shirt, hippy long-hair or a Mohawk or a chilly-ass fades 
All Time comin’ as the Earth spins one way, dawn & dusk always the identical dark shades 
Put my love into a function of an equation & produced two old men, infants turned too cool 
Beatniks beat up into hippies and their progeny, spend all you have, Hell bent gerkoff fool. 

Talkin’ smack without power to back it up, getting the scat & hell beat out of a jive ass, OMG 
You and the rest of the species may mock the Truth but it remains the same, an End of Time 
Pepper doctor ground all the rocks into dust, nothing is alive & there’s no need for anybody
Hillbillies live below a Mason-Dixon, sweet home choak it up, ambush an Alabama rhyme.

by 
r j stephan, i

c. Samedhi, XXIX-XXX-MMXXV Anno Domini @ 911 AMPST 
{ Crafted while jammin’ to @TheRollingStones #LivinInAGhostTown on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/LNNPNweSbp8?si=DuRwIt-LkPOGAUs_ } 

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

@Ally_Venable #AxeGrinder @POTUSTrump #MAGA #GOTtheJABofGods

HOW SWEET IT IS,

NOBODY KNOWS BUT YOU, BABY

Target practice turns it all around, for the bull’s eye is the most important point of hits

Right in the center of it, nothing but a point of metal through skin & bone, heart quits

Your eyes ain’t hazel or steel blue, they are so chocolate cocoa brown, near carbon tint

Xray sight as good as the foresight and insight, in a 3rd eye it’s all mixed up in a half pint.

Regard what is invisible as actually something, somewhere in Time & Space, ‘x’ inanimate

Dear John letter came as expected, cut me loose after it all came through, you got the gold

Me, I moved here to there and really ready or not, I rocked and rolled in a band ‘til I got old

Here I am without all of the backup I used to tote behind, I’m just fine, alone is cool, my fate.

Amigas and amigos all let go as I escaped into the smoke and mirrors all around a matrix sea

Harps playin’ whatever the brass and strings leave open for the rhythm & staccato classic tea

Sips until it’s all gone as if it was never even inside the glass cylinder, escaped from New York

Big Apple doesn’t allow the free and easy to remain aloof, diggin’ in for the battle, Free Fork.

Enter dragons and dinosaurs before our mothers blew us out of their wombs, one, two, three

More all the way past a dirty dozen which isn’t cheaper than or much less, absolutely not One

Fear is free for all, you & I and the bangs upon the wood and metal roofs, bam, bang & boom

Staring at the wall or the TV in the corner which isn’t turned on, either way bride and groom.

Always winds up being the way it’s supposed to be, fair or not, repeat everything over again

Every time we get together we can’t wait to get away from one another, as above, so below

Consider the souls of cells already been here & done gone with the wind, bloody snort blow

All of the holes in the skin, pores & 7 head holes, it’s species’ specific fractals of now & Zen.

Pagans and blind faith believers in fantastic explanations for accidental conceptions and lives

Lucky and free or not so much, in the end, it doesn’t matter, the soul gets set absolutely free

Leaving the recollection of the weirdness of being alive and awake, Earth rotates below foot

Go before you’re ready to accept all Ends, Death of head & heart, God phuq’d Man, Reboot!

Riding like the wind blows, every direction under the sun’s infinite rays of faux photon ions

So I know it, you and everybody else knows it, sooner or later, we’ll wind up like our Sons

And our daughters, mothers, fathers, sisters and brothers, all just trippin’ by accident TNT

Called love or lust but as intercourse of interesting results, Earth Love, Nothing is Land & Sea.

Drew the lines that weren’t a circular jerk of a pointless point without any direction at all, so

Syllogism and the jism that comes from excitement and orgasmic ejaculation of living UV light

Call it DNA/RNA gametes, sperm or egg, in every case, a miracle of duplication, windy I blow

I am in the end what was in the middle & what never was at any Time in Space to ever grow.

Extinction free immortal apes in troops and squads that run the hoods’ bedroom community

Where children grew to duplicate themselves, some three & fourfold yet some, zero entity

End of their line passing along the privilege of living on Earth, against the free will anomaly

Cares & fears end with a last huff & puff, it blows the house down, Full Stop of a family tree.

Twisting like Chubby Checker when nobody knew what the fuss was all about, dancin’ alone

In the dark by myself, dancin’ like there’s no tomorrow, there’s no charge for a dead iPhone

Karma filling in the soulless unknown with more Nothing than the universe can handle, ever

Exploding from the center to the perimeter, smithereens result in a plethora of God’s lover.

Paranoia sets in and you begin entertaining the notion that you’re dreaming Life to be real

In other words, Life is not all it’s been assumed to be by the previous denizens of the realm

Check the experiment, expansion and contraction, Big Bang & Tiny Puff, it’s Eve’s temptation

I’m good with it, mortally created & disobeyed a bogus law, screwed the Putsch, Original sin.

You see them everywhere, bones of the living with flesh and blood to make up for a Soul ho

Nothing personal but it’s close to the heart, keep it close to the vest, it’s a mindful job blow

Hits and misses of the bull’s eye can’t be undone, aim for the center, allow for gravity’s pull

If & only if the last event you & I perceive & recollect is God, you phuq’d it up, I’m The Rule.

by

r j j stephan, i {g.o.a.t.}

c. Vendredi, November VIIth MMXXV Anno Domini @ 707 AMPST #GoodDayToBeBorn

{ Drafted in utero while listenin’ to @RandyNewman #ShortPeople jam on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/v8UVBgUd9GE #COMPRENDO? }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?

GOD IS ONE DOG SPELLED BACKWARDS, i AIN'T WRONG MAN! #WordUp @KORN

TOLD US NOT TO EAT THE KNOWLEDGE

Sweet sorrow, sweet revenge

= even/steven or not

MoreBeer

I won’t chew my refuse twice, it’s garbage after all is said & dead, soul afire

I’m on the run from my own skin and bones because I know absolute Truth

Trying to divulge the exact nature of this beast is taboo for whomever is up

Above the ground, below the empty Space above & below all of us, it’s 7Up.

Apes or just thinking orangutangs and capuchin monkeys among dumb chimps

Prejudiced right from the start in my & your fathers’ eyes, all call girls and pimps

Piercing the darkness & the invisible soul we’ve never seen and likely never will

Light blinds the eyes whether they’re stone blind or 20/20 image registry to kill.

Upon the rolling hills, you & I stay out of the way of minions, we’ll need a blow

Never trash, never burn garbage, always disintegrate everything without delay

Like it or not, it’s the way it is, always what it is that counts, as above, so below

Tracing the boxes and envelopes from post-origin to predestination, phuqin “A”.

Hey man, he said “Daddy!” What in God’s name is up with that? I’ll say choose

You can’t formulate the dialogue and incorporate the essence of the papoose

Child from an egg, onto the skulls and bones of your kin, momm & yo’ daddies

Pilgrims began their journey ala total blind faith chance with lucky old lassies.

Full responsibility for my obligation which are slim & none, protect my memory

Of who broke my heart, who left me out in the rain, I got them in my recollect

It’s like a pilgrim that has one chance, and it’s blown, never get another to blow

I kid you not, no second chances, 1st one was luck of the draw, so now, bow up.

Here’s the key to the padlock, it’s got o combination of random #’s trip spins

Walking the dogs, sterilizing the air of random pet fecal matter, cats, birds, rats

Nothing matters to these pets other than where the meal’s place in Space is now

Needing and wanting to survive a trip-journey, ya gotta kill life to live, even bats.

Harmony to find a safe place where every mortal wants to be, back against walls

Never depending on the cover of others to be constant, their chore of great falls

In mountains or next to great lakes, health failing & soul’s descending slowly, oh

Mama knows as she always did, shape I’m in as I was within her, I’m without, so.

Popping in and out of the Time and Space allowed by accident, luck of the draws

Random boondoggles of all sophists who survived immaculate conception flaws

Creature features you’ve gleaned form the RNA distribution & recombination kit

Away to the extinction, this way or that, singularity onto the big bang bull’s spit.

Mindful of left & right hemisphere of the brain’s corpus dillecti in utero, mortal

Yes, you & I are, not immortal but a loner’s dream that ends, in mystery of Fall

Dependent upon the Earth, Wind & Fire, no regret last gasp, I will let it all go by

My memory like watching a screen in front of my eyes wide open, flashed, I Die!

Knowing the whole shebang on Earth, pole to pole and around the equator, God

Absolutely deep as shallow childhood innocence, backward counting 3, 2 & One

For the love and happiness, y’all get just by learning from the Big People, heroes

Female & male, heroes all, honor to the memory, kiss up to God, sisters & bros.

Sanity is just the way to stay out of trouble & the incarceration of the jailer’s cult

Ultraviolet to infrared, that’s light in waves & frequencies zero to 36-24-36 built

Could be 5 foot 2, eyes of blue or 6 feet too, all good for the doom scroll sunset

Fear is relinquished, annihilated into the void, open heart surgery, salute A Vet.

Dogs of War and the soft and warm 16-hour day, sleepin’ deep 8 hours give take

Business is the busy body attempting to avoid rigor mortis, stalks as a deep fake

Kiss on my face, all I needed to get my heart in my mouth & soul in its old place

Wine, whiskey, beer, flower, gone with my Love, tomorrow on yesterday’s race.

Picture in a dream, there you are, still there like the day you forgot all about me

You’re gone, I know, you know, everybody knows, no chance for a rebirth spew

Pardon me, pardon you, pardon all humans who offended the Offended divine

Watch a river flow, north to south and south to north, cut equator centrifugally.

Circumvent the closest ball of gas, the star called Starzinsky, shines a black hole

Classical and Salsa, Rock, Blues, Jazz, Country, Pop and it’s all a He, She & It role

To be or not to be as it’s been said, or so I’m told, a bit like Romeo & Juliette play

Life’s too short to wonder about ending it now or later, just Be, corpses all lie, lay.

by

r j j stephan, i

c. Mardi, ROCKTOBER 7th MMXXV Anno Domini @ 333 PMPST

{ Blasted this blather while jammin’ to @CarlosSantana #Amigos LP link on youTube @ https://youtu.be/EkmyDyiBQ1Y } 

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?

#Johnny99 #BigDifference #ZeroOreo #Johnny99 #BlewHisTOP #RIPchuckKirk peace/out my brother! #NotBetterOffDead #Johnny99 @Rush_Limbaugh @Armstrong_GettyRadio

RIP CHARLIE SAVE ME A PLACE

D N A  johnny ‘99

Affirmative action will decimate the gene pool with inferior inherited alleles to the code

Nothing personal, it’s the luck of the draw for each & everyone above and below mode

Sips from the mother chalice of wine transmuted into blood, to drink in priests’ high ‘hell

Withered into corpses in the end, like all the rest of the sheeple, Jesus’ one of the people.

Invested Zone Time in this Space in order to analyze the categories of the dialectic for giggles

It doesn’t get any better than life in a body on Earth, the alternative is bleak & at best wiggles

Beaches to mountaintops & back down to the uttermost echelon of the sea, submarine low

To the center of the Earth’s centermost core, to test its nature and health’s whistle and blow.

Bring your mind’s eye to a cyclops optometrist for examining DNA of mummies, all too human

UFO’s and nuclear missiles are in a big battle above the atmosphere, all night long fanatic fan

Hurt yourself to feel the pain of being a living, damaged form of being, what is your purpose

Just to feel that deep down in the soul & from head to toe, blown higher buds of a primrose.

Rivulets of melted snow from atop a mountain, wet H2O in lake, river & gulf from the stream$

Glory days when your parents released you from method struggles of The Kid, knuckles’ seams

Got a contract, ripped off by my secret agent, she ran away with my bank, a silver spoon school

All was never in my family, as above the law, so below the Mason-Dixon line, play me like a fool.

Paltry forms of shapes & sizes that come undone once the ghost leaves the host, no ghost host

Filling up the rooms with seawater, a sunken ship will never be found in a dark sea bottom post

Where Atlantic City ghosts of boys & girls stay inside of Davey Jones’ locker, deep ESP low IQ

In or out of the fortune you find with a magic wand waving around at random, chaos allows me.

Punks and the junk they injected with the heinous venom out their mouths, in synch with a Void

On the border, over on either side & beyond arrested attention, minor lovers trade for androids

Both above it all & below down to the core of the air, sea & land over here on a hot coastal rock

Between silk sheets it happened, here I am thanks 1950, a trip of sulfuric acid in a geyser block.

Tearing up roads leading from the beats & rhythm of metal, wood & monkey skins’ matt dreads

Here you go again, treating all of the invisible audience who all used to be alive, now all Deads’

Grateful or not, they’re all dead as doornails, reformed metal heads out of a matrix’ emptiness

Hard to be soft on the planet, so easy to let good times roll from Future to Past, one presence.

Begin the point, draw the line and generate a myriad of angles all equal to a line of 180 degrees

In the circle of 360 degrees, it’s a matter of pieces of the pie, cherry, apple or just a 3.14 freeze

Pi as it is & always will be, a measure of the whole shebang as above, so it is always deep below

I got eighty-eights to tickle and the strings and skins won’t wait for my warm up, beat a blow.

Cymbals’ symbols of a modus operandi in being the whole show, 3 hours of amusement & glee

Y’all know it, you & everybody else knows, Time is Matter-Energy’s Space, where we are & Be

Alive for a fraction of revolutions of Earth, not enough & not many for any, no less a fake bluff

Committed to The Way, narrow way in a crossfire, not easy when born from fired-up, Chi stuff.

Dark in the room with the fans that quit spinning the breeze down here at ground zero, as I lay

Dying or living the dream, at least you’re awake even if you’re mere #Woke, tramp-mind crazy

Meaning whatever you glean, it may or may not be what an original meaning was, it’s OK fool

When it’s not your fault, no obligation here to finalize the contract, it’s open end to end, so cool.

Buy a diamond ring, go to a concert & propose on the stage near the backstreets of the slickers

City strong because you’ll die young if you’re weak, advantage be taken by the bully #uckers

They stalk the new kids on the block, attempt to impose their will, get their backsides waxed up

Picked on the wrong kid, learned life’s lesson, bullies get Ends in a box, heroes never STFUp.

Safe when there’s danger due to the awareness of being at One with the universe’s hunger beat

Consume, absorb & the black and blue push you back to the beginning before you got any feet

In your mother thanks to your father, he was on Earth not in Heaven, he showed me The Way

To & from the freaks who mated for love and money, this is It, all we get, I’m bettin’ on the bay.

Sang words, read the rhymes, yelled the rhythm’s beats all night long, the mike was in feedback

Got what I deserved since I didn’t have rights to a thing at all, thought I’d never get lucky back

I just knew it so I said it out loud, she’s the one, I knew she was here somewhere, here and now

River flow in a tributary merge with kings’ & queens’ good, bad & ugly chit, a DNA acid blow!

by

r j j stephan, i

c.  Mercredi, September X^th  MMXXV Anno Domini @ 555 PMPST

{ Sifted this out the SILT of the Black River, while jammin’ to @BruceSpringsteen #Concert on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/a_8ciWn4ki0?si=cd-5G7qwQ00B_GH0 }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?

RIP CHARLIE KIRK RIP BROTHER