#LoveFades #ExtinctionIsImmanent #DreamingWhileWOKE #MyPillowtalk #Superstitious @ACDC

I AM WINNIN’ AS Y’ALL ARE LOSIN'

Once in a great while too, you get deep into the game & become immersed in It
Whatever it’s meant to be, it has now become what it is, indeed, a winner’s chit
I know, you know, we all know the final score, or we’re frozen cold, out the door
Wet dreams turn to dust or come true for a NYC minute; fate wakes up for more.

Direct hits and draws on the infinite credit for becoming at One with the stars’ fires
Microdots to all who aren’t stone blind in the eyeballs, cones & rods funeral pyres
Drifting in and out of consciousness since a smash in the snout of Chevys & Fords
Your father warned you of the accusers who come around, out of the floorboards.

Walls fell in and the game of the infinite turned to dust too, it’s indeed all too human
As if it was ever a gift from the benevolent being or Beings in the cosmic soup brand
Mirror images copy your countenance for the xerox machine, image of your jive arse
Sat on the wonder glass from nuke fission’s fusion, copped imaginary piles of cars.

Melted into the Singularity as if there was neither Black Hole nor White Dwarf in Space
Wives of the reproduction line to keep the soul dug deep into the graveyards of red dirt
Black dirt just a remnant of the total incineration of H2O into Carbon blades on my face
Shaved clean for the photography to document the imaginary image of leather and lace.

Underneath the silver, silk sheets, between the quilt of plastic foam and sheered sheep
I needed a handout or something to help me up out of the deep hole I tripped off asleep
First Cause of the BBQ Tequilla party ain’t my problem, a papal game via hot bovine dogs
Minced meat mega ground up dead skin & muscles, burger BBQ & beau coups burnt logs.

Know what wisdom is before you find it anywhere, in another human or in a dusty old tome
Guns formed to be shot, roses bloomed to be smelled, paint a picture, draw & overcome
Don’t advertise a will to power nor the result, that’s the joker hand that trumped a whinner
I got it & you know it, nothing more nor less than absolute SMILES, I fly high, Nothing diviner.

For the last time, it’s the first time I’m saying words that predicate the whole shebang’s Zen
Kind being of the first and second helpings after the collapse of the gods & their holy men
Care and it’s polarizing opposite, puts evolution square in the crosshairs of Extinction’s Foo
It’s neither lust nor love that puts the beast into a frenzy without guilt, just to eat, a bamboo.

Harmony calling in the darkness for something to hear the rhythm and rhyme of the Words
Flying from continent to continent, pole to pole, around the world in one day, supersonics
What you want, what you need, may be the same or different things, analyze the concepts
Put yourself in your place when you find Truth lurking in a brain shadow, bein’ hip, I’m hep.

Last and first being one and the same thing, nothing at all, no soul, no mind full of superego
Fair to say and fair to believe the same old story humanity has always had, Aztec coke blow
Rupture the heart valves for beating too many times under duress that can’t be overcome
It sticks teeth into the muscle and drains the loving blood of the ancestors, back to scum.

No evil in the scum, it’s a natural and neutral thing itself, a sort of ooze from the Big Bang
Amigos and amigas getting’ the Tequilla ready for the fiesta, I ask no questions, I just sang
Poet people put the gods of Greece into perspective, separated Adam & Eve, lost in space
Whipped up the foam into a cream of the crop, even the sour turned to sweet in the face.

Kissed lips and cheeks, above & below the head to the toes, species survives the climactic
Out of control wills to the powers get locked in prisons for penitentiary penance, soul sick
Not the fault of the creator, the parents have no obligation to cover violations of commands
Therefore, if you think, then you know you exist with moral compass or not, you’ll have fans.

Either way, pretend ticks of the moments of Time keep track of the evolution revolutionary
A blown galaxy merges with the feed of a thriving galaxy, the two make the One, as you see
Mystery no more, words are written in every permutation of the tongue, paper or plastique
Either way the dissemination of insemination permeates the biosphere, this is all too chic.

This is no simple complication, it’s a conundrum without a solution, I think, ergo ego, I am
Shout out to Rene Descartes who now doesn’t think; therefore, he is not any longer, Slam
If it’s not one thing it’s another as it was before, it’ll always be that way, I’m a passenger
On the trip for the duration of my prototype, spiritual arrangements have been made for.

Soul function, spirit naturally is the appearance of animation of the DNA, acidic blue light
Fight good & bad rumbles in the jungle, for the cause of the gang, thugs fight the good fight
Here’s the space in time, cancel the internet cyberspace by turning off the feed, lights out
It increases the likelihood of your mothers & fathers dying in vain, battle-war gets a shout. 

God ain’t dead because God was never alive, if you’re not an idiot, you’ve gleaned that chit
Language is slippin’ tongues in and out of your false teeth and loose lips, dreamin’ of @fitbit
Priority for the piety and holiness of the actors and actresses in this movie, that’s this Life
Printed your mind’s thoughts, naked 1st then dressed to kill, I pronounce you man & wife.

Hit yourself to wake up or wait until someone knocks the chip off your shoulder pads
It will probably hurt you more than it hurts anyone else, you’re the best at being bad
Mark your paperwork with the quotes and references, there’ll be an exam at The End
Guts to invade with the horde, a herd of monsters created by illegal & legal alien Zen.

Independent of your heritage, you will die completely alone without a friend or fiend
Any Earth town, city, state, territory, country, nation on any continent on any planet
Assuming that one, there’s other planets & two, there’s liquid to cover the dry matter
Bordered around my house, around my town, around my castle of private dirt scatter.

Paid the bills, mine and yours, got the shots, you did not get the shots, spread stupid
Out to everyone, shout or whisper, hear the message, you’re finite, you’re gonna die
Get your mission accomplished if you have one, enjoy the ride if you don’t have one
Dragged to the finish line whether you like it or not, it’s rigor mortis for all, have Fun!

by
r j j stephan, i

c. Samedhi, March XXIIIrd MMXXIV Anno Domini @ 911 AMPST 

{ Cocked because I am Locked & Loaded, ergo new WORD @ https://youtu.be/CTg8LY6W5NM?si=XtZSfbzFRuP7vcru }

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

DON’T #substack ME

CONVICT DELUSION OF INNOCENCE BABY #OHgirl #BeerForMyHorses #ImWinning

PRETEND BODY & SOUL WON’T SURVIVE EXTINCTION’S DOOM

-------------xo gods-------------------

Two wrongs do not make one right, that would be a fallacious argument in a fool’s face
It might be the ways and means of the forms and shapes of the times that shape Space
Time too that seems to be a measure of your relationship with the cosmic Brand flakes
Gods and the gold, primary function of a bullied boy is to become the government cake.

If you’re a moron, you look like a moron, you speak like a moron, you write like one tool
High crimes & misdemeanors flap you lips sir Raskin or Holmes of the Sher Locke’ fool
Swine kidney saved your DNA, savin’ pigs is no fine meal for the carnivores of humanity
How now, piggy heart, can we use PIG when we’ve clogged every blue-blooded artery?

Serious as a heart attack, the coronary thrombosis comes & goes with the Earth’s spin
Revolving, orbiting, stuck in the sun’s gravitational collapse in an infinite vortex of Gin
Shots with the tonic got me over the facts of life, being out of control, I created The Toy
Of the Man above & below me, obedient, cheerful, thrifty, brave, CLEAN, reverent boy.

Dramatic Talkie from First Cause’s walking dead, stayin’ alive in the coffin grave, Revive
Lumps of skin and bone, asleep even while wide awake, inner blind faith’s comfort dove
Peace to the ones who struggle to get over their own abuse by elders, the evil are alive
With you & with me, some guitar strings pluck the arpeggio & hit Hits, all below & above.

Original sin recollection or total ignorance of the reason for the Earth’s existence inline
Matter and the Forms, shapes of the things we have discourse about, cyber intercourse
Events are the memory of an illusionary presence & it’s momentary lapse of dreaming
In colors of the rainbow or in basic black & bright white, either way divinity’s scheming.

Creating the creation and taking no responsibility for the actions of the offspring, it’s Life
The narrow way is to act as an orphan without companions would, to be One cool knife
No back up required, self-sustaining logistics to stay alive & comfortable for the duration
Of good & bad times happening to everyone on every dried-up continent, I’m mortal sin.

You cannot pay a fine high enough to pay divine transgressions, you’ve been conceived
Intelligent life can’t be discerned underwater or in an invisible, empty mind, yet, believed
Impossible that a contradiction can be a Truth, back-to-back holes-in-one don’t happen
17 million to one, a highly impossible shot in the dark to a divine microdot, a lion’s den.

Heavenly bodies more than the human females’ 207 bones born, being cosmic void scat
The barrier to the Space between all things in the galaxy is invisible, you still collapse it
Freedom ready for Will to Power trending expansion, annihilation, obliteration God spat
Jealousy of my jelly beans, make ‘em Joe, I ate ‘em grampa, rotten tooth karma’s Fitbit.

Star to star, face to face, understand what’s going on in backgrounds behind your back
Biscuits with grave butter that clog the tubes of the many, I am One, the same as Black
Skin color in the dark is the identical hue and shade, only idiots lack the discretion high
Not the fault of an idiot, it’s DNA genetic inheritance, love is blind, it makes the Big Guy.

Daddy knows nothing, mommy knows most if not all that needs to be known, need to no
Just say no, it feels very good to be in control of the behavior you’re responsible for, bro
Sisters too, you’re not left out of the obligation to be responsible for your actions, oh girl
I’d be in trouble regardless of proverbial “End Times”, I think, ergo I’m God’s whole whirl.
by
r j j stephan, i
c. Vendredi, March XXIInd MMXXIV Anno Domini @ 711 AMPST
{ Uplinked from the @TrumpTowerPenthouse & @500ItalianFreemasons & drafted from #Hades’ link @ https://youtu.be/9FSJKmEUZfI?si=gfmtc9L24wGy6LSK }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?

#Space #ThrillIsGone #Time #ThrillIsGone #CaputInDeepSpaceWithASpider #SpiderThatYou? #TennesseeWhiskeyNShyt #OpinesLikeHolyHolesInOne

SPEAKIN' SPIDER TO THE GODS OF ADAM {Swearin' to the gods}

 

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Miracles are not the simple-minded cause & effect of the routine mind's unmoved move

No motive in the mind of the sky gods outside of Earth's atmosphere, the atheists just die

Ain't nothing but the leap of Blind Faith in a "better life" when y'all fade away, good luck

I have a cadre of com-padres & com-madras who've completed the Living mission's fluke.

Don't get me wrong which you inevitably will but there's an elephant in the bathroom too

It's where she came in with the Beatles and her hair raised into a large Afro like no other

 What is the hair for other than to look attractive for the mitosis and meiosis of the Mother

Earth that wobbles, appears to spin & roll while revolving about a ball of fired-up power.

Had the ghost posse for the runs on the stage coaches and banks of the silver and gold one

Minds bitten by the training to eliminate the disposable matter into a buried, fertilized scone

To be eaten or not to be eaten, that's the only REAL question, I prefer not to be on the Menu

Out of a wild, blue yonder, there's a bit of hoc-us-pocus magic pokin' through the star venue.

Vitriol humor isn't trivial, it's a method for the madness to become exposed to One element

Earth, Fire & a Wind that resulted from a Big Bang or another catastrophic calamity dent

Believers are gonna believe and Haters of Blind Faith are scientific philosophers of School

From the pre-school to the graduate-school, only the diapers get shed in the end, still a fool.

Rushin' right into the earning potential and the fear of being poor and pathetic to the hot ones

Boys and girls grown up into mothers & absentee fathers who knew or didn't know any sons

Or daughters who needed and wanted their dads, just a legend in history long gone millennia

Evolution of single cells & apes or super-special supra-alien design from scratch-DNA, blah!

 

Nobody ever knew, the dead underground or undersea or dust in the wind, perish the thought

Of being all too human or an animated bag of cytoplasmic slop, a rare, random, lackey robot

Fearing the Unknown until the corpus dillecti is allowed to be what it is, Oscar's performance

To be or not to be was NOT a question, suicide is painless like a matricide & patricide dance.

Evolved from One cell?  Come on man, get real and read some ancient words from the dead

It's a Tibetan book of The Dead for a reason, it's for Tibetans only, they die & the rest don't

Just fade away like the dust in the wind that settles wherever high wind blew it down under

Conclusion whether induced or deduced can be corroborated by lightening and the thunder.

Woke up with wood, distributed the farms with Johnny's apple seeded garden of E in the bay

Torture unwound the spool of invisible thread, causes & effects did not repeat in cosmic ends

I came back home to let you know, you'll find nobody to dream with when you're lost in Space

All alone like an astronaut with a spider, allowed to communicate a nature of being, God's face.

by

r j j  stephan, i

c.  Samedhi III-IX-MMXXIV Anno Domini

{ Watching you watch me watch you, watch me...anyway, jammed this out while watching #SPIDERS & listenin' to @SystemOfADown #Spiders link https://youtu.be/SqZNMvIEHhs?si=7wkTQYbRyjYTDio6 }

f i n i s

w.w.a.r.d.?