IT'S ONE TWO TWO TODAY TOO IN THE TWO ZERO TWO FIVE ANNO DOMINI #Watermelon & #Oblivion

Get off of your arse 1-22

Herd is in lockstep & goosesteppin’ on the steppingstones of the ancestors’ cool ilk

Ones who left their marks upon shifting sands of Time, now long vanished toast & milk

Blinded by your parents, large sisters & big brothers, no free choice involved, true force

Marked words of the bums and junkies will allow your memory to jog in Space & Time.

On any street, every middle path on every road from senselessness to nonsense & back

There is a wake-up call for you in the back of the room, you’ve slept up against the walls

Penetrate the veil you can’t see or hear through, eyes wide open since an aroma scent

Wafted in and out of your head, between your ears & signaled to your loins, your balls.

I didn’t create things themselves, just commenting on the nature of the thing itself sings

Beast or sons & daughters of the atoms before they recombined into the too human genes

Coming and going you & I have no reason to believe for certain that your mama ain’t real

World-wide from coast to coast of every territory on all seven continents, we a Void’s meal.

Comforting in the comforter undercover, it is an occult secret nobody recalls, it is written

Invisible ink used by the writer(s) wasn’t originally invisible, annihilation rockin’ mortal sin

As if an Earth existed before you were conceived, or that it will disappear when y’all die too

Nobody or hardly anybody, well maybe just a many as there has always been, livin’ in a zoo.

Miracle of the effect which is the disappearance of your soul’s attention to picayune apes

Diversity, Equity & Inclusion is what you’re NOT, That’s Life, it’s what whine is, cool grapes

String theories debunked in the mind but never out in the Twilight Zone, they remain alive

Until the Big Bang reverts to the Big Hush of the final subatomic lick, this is the Deep Dive.

Killing the living is all you can do if you’re alive, if you don’t eat you will die for sure

Animals, plants, viruses & bacteria buried in exoplanet animated dust & I’m on tour

Become a bum’s trash on the corner or in the gangways until the bums flip the bird

Taking no credit for the smoldering cigarette nor deliberate pyromanias of the herd.

Many dead men left their opinion about Reality as it appeared in their Time on Earth

They may have been poisoned, drugged or their recessive DNA match is in afterbirth

No small feat but it’s what’s been done in some cultures & not in others, ½ life lucky

If fortune isn’t in your star horoscope, pay a 208-bone bribe for a skeleton’s task key.

There’s only so much time any of us are allowed by an accident or intent of someone

Meaning when it’s your time to go, it doesn’t matter if you like it or not, it’s done son

Terrified of the lack of consciousness before you die means you’re wasting overtime

At the foot of a high mountain or on the beach of a vast Antarctic span of H2O slime.

Loaded & locked arms of fire and lead, projectile exchange from US to THEM, know it

If you don’t know by now at this late stage of the game, then I say, it’ll be a checkmate

Nothing you’ll be able to do other than move out of checks of knights, rooks & a queen

Fix your gaze on identical targets, demand what is in supply, pay the price to be mean.

Starving immigrants from their squandered homes want what you’ve got, takin’ it all

Give it up voluntarily or it will be taken by force, where’s Zorro when you need him now

Time to extinguish the foul among the genome, motherless, fatherless God’s son, fall

Whistling free will, to be or not, what you do not possess, your lips together, just blow.

Creeping underneath your face, your skull attempts language & body regulation, all et al

Fizz of the chemicals in hydrogen and oxygen, waiting for us all to drink hot Kool-Ade, pal

On your own or interdependent on the nature of the planet’s beasts, top of the food chain

If you don’t follow the string of data, the premises will still lead to a valid conclusion pain.

You just will be one of the ones who will never know, knowledge is impossible in a vacuum

You’re in one, I’m in one, it’s the same one we’re all in, born to be wild, die in a dragon puff

King of heaven when there’s a queen means that the king is the queen’s highness worship

Forget nothing, remember it all birth to the last gasp of gas, incarnate into Nirvana, R.I.P.

by

r j j stephan, i

c. Mercredi, Janvier XXIInd MMXXV Anno Domini @ 1010 AMPST

{ Drafted without fear of failure or success, while listenin’ to @WARtheBand #CiscoKid & HITS on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/8TkpolQKie8 }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?

#DonnyHathaway #NeverMyLove #TheAnthology

DEFENSIVE INTRUSION ON DIVINE DNA

You never know when you might need to have an ace in the hole, it’s all in the game I know
From birth to death the alpha & omega display all there is in Time’s Space above & below us
Liberty, as it was before your conception, your imaginary presence postmortem, my son
Finishing the lines on the mirror, you’ve bled out your inferior nasal conchae for no reason.

Pierce your skin from head to toe, insert dye into the would for the stains that ever last it
It all fades to the dust allowed by the undertaker, traditional incineration or shell burial
Pretending that the shell left behind was the thing you loved, it was the spirit inside moves
Of wisdom and experiential knowledge of all that happens from pole to pole’s dirty grooves.

Music and silence preferred over the banging noise of the pots & pans without pasta fazul
Singing and blowing into tubes, plucking strings if not rubbing friction in & out or act the fool
Known limitations in mind, skipping the losses & entrenching in the wins, all that I am, high
Schooled beyond the need to know, ignorance annihilated in the end, I know I am the guy!

Leftover banquet’s cuisine is as good as it gets, trophies for all just to participate in the glee
On a scale from 1 to 10, 10 being the best, this is here & now, as good as it ever gets yo me
Maybe not to you or anyone else but you know, it’s all about being in love with L.A. suburbs
Big homes, small hoods, no projects towering above stone-asphalt, there’s no other words.

Mic up your voice so that everyone may enjoy the content of your thought, bring it on down
As you’ve always known, nobody knows anything about Nothing, let them know all about it
Christening the Christ in the Christian heathens who are kids believing their folks’ bull s#it
Not their fault it’s all they gleaned from the ancestors they descended from, it’s all there is.

Powerless in the finale as it was at the prologue before Act 1, hence curtain drops The End
Now then, unknown is known, no secrets or insoluble conundrums’ nightmare in a dream
Watch as the time pass without stopping, always forward & never in reverse of the stream
Past is all gone, forgotten except for warnings gleaned to avoid pain God’s bloody scream.

Spirit invisible within you & without you, it’s a fact of life you’ve been warned & it’s cool
Regardless of whether you like circumstances or not, it is all what it is, y’all are but a tool
Nobody cares about that either unless you’re imprisoned as an innocent or a genius Man
Breeze through exams & procure advanced degrees & prognosticate, be all too human.

Mind over matter is the illusion to accept to participate in society or you’ll be imprisoned
For life or some nights and days less than the whole shebang, nature will be four seasoned
Good, Evil & Ugly come as close as any creator or savior would want to be, it’s all a put-on
A play for the energy blown out to emptiness by an exploding red giant, immortal shotgun.

Sensational yet demure and at the same time off-putting as the refuse you’ve defecated
Holy gaslight fills the tragedy with comedy, if you can’t laugh, you’re gonna cry a deep river
Like it or not, as far as we know, this life we are lucky to be living is a gift from Gods that be
Nothing to be seen, form nor shape of matter to compare to your Ma & Pa, you are all of It.

by
r j j stephan, i

c.  Lundi, Janvier 7^th MMXXV Anno Domini @ 1919 hours PST

{ Secreted watching @Prometheus @ https://youtu.be/nB-I8i6y6II?si=MKnZDl06twEHou7m & listenin’ to @RandyNewman #ShortPeopleGotNobody link @  https://youtu.be/T3W4ZOlA08g }

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

#HitMeWithYourTwenty #Blown #Perfunctory

. . . NOW HEAR THIS & THAT

 IF Y’ALL LOVE 'ER , LET 'ER KNOW

GOOD TIMING IS EVERYTHING

Probable cause of a Big Bang is an unknown yet such a controversial point of contention

You know and I know that it all depends on the Truth and Justice of a ham sandwich sin

Pigs in blankets disguised as sautéed dead animals & plants ala Earth’s stealthy gnomes

Bon fire to stay alive here & now since the age of reason burning until kingdom comes.

Now then, what y’all knew for certain before now was your A’s, B’s & C’s & to be 1 to

The Golden Books of the greatest culture ever known to the planet have been consumed

By me & a number of others who have touched the index finger of God, Ala, Buddha One

One way down a narrow turnpike, twixt twisted RNA extremes, stars & a black hole Sun.

Silent warning sounding the alarm to those who’ve been fortunate to recollect themselves

In charge of all that sheer will power allows in causes of all effects of matter & energy gulfs

Mind assault to rearrange the categories of everything known about substance, on the cuff

Indoctrination into savage nations requires suspension of your animation, sleep in the buff.

Every muscle of the being who is as human as any other since the Big Bang, all of them atrophy

During a final gasp of gas out of the thin air above & below the wild blue yonder, fly high as me

The cost is more than you’ve earned or can ever repay on a loan with faux interest, zero, beat it

Will to power that moves your 208 bones until they exceed 100 revolutions, Scat ain’t The S#it!

Excuse the hallucination appearing as the Reality of everyone on Earth, it’s a chimera & don’t tell

Nothing more than what you are now is what you’ve always been since the mortal sin of an apple

Good & Evil nobody gets behind yet it’s a feature of the nature of the beast, an acid program of it

Chromosomes animated & reactivated a Thing Itself, it is what it is, incarnation ash to ash, dusted.

Beyond all good & evil Nature exhibits, above & below sea level, living in funk, a twilight zone

Twist your conception’s deception & theoretical, heretical yet inherited, all blind faith is in some One

Meaning something like we’re mere animations of Divinity we never know until our body dies, son

That’s all I got, nothing else anyone can prove other than, someday we’ll know It, my Mind’s blown.

Peers have no standing once rigor mortis becomes the lord, no soul or spirit leftover in the abstract

Lights all out of the unanimated creature feature we all succumb to since we’ve no other alternative

To be or not to be at that point is not significant, it’s a moot point of the moron & idiot psyche alive

In charge of every breath we all take, every move we make surveilled & now & then, cop some jive.

We talk as if we know It, we’ll be checked on your ability to repeat what you’ve heard at the gate

In love’s life or divinity’s own, all of the above gets a soul’s chance to appeal, powers that x-rate

Now, this time in the nature of things cannot be repeated, it comes & goes quick as a hot bunny

Remember this, y’all recall this memory, fire burns all evidence of Nothing that smells so funky.

Common ground above & below the blind man’s bluff in the seven-card stud poker card game

I’m cashing in all my chips, I’ll fold my last hand of the full house, aces over jacks, it’s a shame

The way was the only way to go, I went that way on the one way & it’s come to the dead end

Pressure of dead ancestors & their unborn descendants put on my dead head, I will so offend.

Common ground is above & below the place in Space you exhibit learned behavior of the group

No free will choice but to obey the rules of the categorical imperative, know thy self’s but One

All you need to know before you die, you are but One, nobody else is Two or more, all my Sun

Heaven or Hades an abstraction of burning gas that trips the switch for the Void to go Slurp

I have some bad medicine that’s so difficult to swallow that you & I may be the only two to go

When the Earth is swallowed by the Void when Time is up in Space, then we’ll say “Ships Ahoy!”

Not until that last moment of sucked air blows out the air sacks, only then will I exit, stage right

Maybe I won’t, that will be I wake up from the dream I’ve been animating while at rest, I’ll fight!

Found on a middle road’s dead-end, all motion of the ocean couldn’t cease, I’m all fish in the sea

Ridin’ on the waves onto the sand of the shore where pirates and miscreants rule the mean & free

As far above as below the core of Earth, pennies for all thoughts as the duck quacks, masters earn

Been there, done that, came back from it, avoided the Void, it’ll be too late at The Point, no return.

Gosh, oh my lord have mercy on our souls, nothing above or below One, invisible God, a Singularity

Rewards & punishments for disobedience to mortal commands of deadmen and their lack of clarity

First off, nobody wrote a word in the English Language hundreds or thousands of years ago, it is so

Mistranslated from left to right, a social-political skirmish of mud in bowels, such a low, low blow.

Briefly, flash fish in the pan comes & goes, lickity split as if it was never there at all, ad infinitum

Feel a malfunction is the way it’s going to end in a grave, stops pullin’ my rosary chain, FE, fears

Old School educated my mind, power to see through imaginary human fictions, divine sum's errors

Play from Act to Act, Finale & Epilogue come without effort, what happened, species’ extinction.

Lips are moving but I can’t even hear what I’m saying, judging myself by myself, I fear & loathe It

What it is has nothing to do with me other than it’s all I am too but since I can’t believe it, I forget it

Easier that way when you’re among those folks who are clueless & faulted for responsibility, git me?

News is old,  young or ancient relic of the dozens that got run on in Brooklyn Dawn's down for free.

by

r j j stephan, i

c. Freezember XXXIst MMXXIV Anno Domini @ 1111 hours AMPST

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?

#MyTwoCents #TooOldLetGo #SoulStripper an @ACDC #YouKnow . . . @JohnWick6VI @KeanuReeves @TomCruise @Eminem #SlimShady @MaryWells @TheTemptations #AintTooProudToBEG

 

Picassoesque Woman, shake yo' android

Exactly why you go to church on Sunday or temple or mosque on the holy, worship swings
Finish lines at the exact latitude & longitude as the recurring Start lines, flyin’ angel wings
Nothing you nor I can do other than keep moving on the Timeline, it’s just a shout away too
High volumes pierce every ear that hears the buzz of constant interference, off the air blue.

 

Synchronicity of your psyche and the revolution of Earth on the ecliptic of grandpa Pete’s Id
Knowledge of the usual effects of specific causes acting in perfect timing as a humane Ego
Distance between things causes the effect of dropping data into a black hole datum COVID
Nineteen, favorite number out of a hundred, I had nineteen friends, I’ll die at a hundred & 19.

 

I know you can’t believe it, it’s not for blind faith, it’s incredible & another Time dimension
Blind faith required for now and then, consciousness of Reality attempts to crush you in sin
Not that you’ve done anything wrong but the blame & guilt is all for you now go get all you can
If you don’t then who will get the good things with ape’s double swords ready for retribution.

 

Think you are where you’re going to be in a hundred, thousand or even one day from now, meh
Meaning that human misbehavior is successfully regulated by ten commands & olden rules
You may be crazy or just a genius pretending to be, to avoid the work-a-day world of earning it
Food for thought, it’s the matriculation of your tuition that allowed Karl Marx to spout off chit.

 

No more nor less of black dogs who’ve come from bitches with no cause, just stray alley cats
New year comes every spin around the sun, sunny days never far from the flyin’ vampire bats
Mary had a little lamb, she needed the cash so she sold the wool & mutton to Jack’s lion den
Where evil spelled backward is live & you can never tell which is which, thrown in a death spin.

 

No regrets, did it all & did it over & over again, not bragging just stating facts of life I never knew
Walking around in Space from place to place whether asleep or wide awake, all Phillip’s screw
Love or not, species began with or without a reason, it’ll dilapidate due to it’s moral imperative
You have one, good, bad or ugly, it is Matter in Forms spending Time in empty Space, it is alive.

 

Without an oven, cake won’t bake, it will rise in the heat of the night & cook at 375 degrees hot
Out the hot oven, slit sideways in two, infused with cherry whipping cream from the smoke pot
Crystal, gold, out Acapulco or Mazatlan into a thin air, floating coast south to north Siberia ice
Celebrate with a salute to the ones who came before us & died before they heard the True lie.

Hollow world inside of this Earth-ball of dirt, I ain’t trippin’ over bottomless pits of John Wick’s
Don’t freeze in ice, don’t burn in flames of fire, just live let live, don’t kill & eat living, BBQ meat
As if that stops your loop of death & destruction, banquets of dead steaks & chick drumsticks
Any humans that are dumber than a rock, please survive & reproduce your own kind, Big Feet.

Breast fed no more, after a first bite, that was the end, pain & suffering began the gentle scree
Milk came from the goats’ teats, the cows’ utters, some white, some brown chocolate, creamy
From Philadelphia or Sonoma, cheese & wine flow is all that’s really important, you all on duty
Maybe so, maybe not, bottom line, you’ll throw a toast, salute to my grand dads who begot me.

Before you go & check out for the duration of the Time & Space you’ve gleaned, now hear this
Guides of the orphans are the same categorical imperatives of the good, the bad & too pizazzed
Harmony in treble & bass synchronicity, it’s lyrics of the wind and metal to beats of dead skin
Here and then you’re gone, me too, everybody from Adam to the last man, Molochian fission.

Do you comprehend the nature of the Truth? I didn’t assume so, you’re as idiotic as a moron
To be or not to be was never any question worth the final answer, you are food for the big sons
Y’all eat your Adams every eve, you’ll become catatonic with the food of preconceived notions
Give me a few moments to download the uplink to the final induction, I am what, original sins?

Down to brass tacks that Sister Gertrude gave to Sister Ann to beat up the monsignor silkworm
Heard your voice in empty rooms without an audience hearing The Truth, living gods are dead
This is the absolute Truth, babies grow into the language of sheep, lookin’ down, never ahead
Wearing the red, the black and blue, to change water into a wedding wine, to keep a soul firm.

Bodies will live and die; souls are invisible and pretend to fly without the skull and bone dust
I gave you & everybody else a hall pass to move freely about the empty, trip-waxed, hall fuss
First Cause of the One point One formula is both Unknown & Omnipotent, dark above & below
Fill holes, all seven voids you’ve counted, in and out the body politic, cashing in on the DOW.

Blink & it’s all gone, go see for yourself, nothing left, no God, God’s angels or your own mama
Certainly, it’s Heisenberg’s Uncertainty Principle, success is immanent as we come out papa
Bibles go unread by fakers from Genesis to Revelation, it’s old & new testaments of stray cats
Shining blacklights’ into lightweight jokes without punch lines, fastball-screwball fungo bats.

God, living evil angelic group, invisible and without responsibility for humanity, all too human
I’m playing cards in a game of 52 in the deck, no jokers, four aces & runs of hearts & diamonds
Faceless hearts, spades & clubs for the diamonds we hold so very dear, I’m runnin’ Trump tight
Every trick you lead, losers to my hand of power, my love of pardons, god forgive Man’s bite.

Fools in paradise, blinded by clear light shining on the Truth for the blind to see, punt the ball
Let the defense kick the offense back into their end zone, stay asleep, keep it up my dreamers
TNT more or less gives no chance for review, obliteration is a necessary condition for a kill fall
Globetrotting down under the artwork of Deals, millionaire descendants evolved slave-masters.

Hippies without hips, lost what they won & got the record for being the biggest loser since One
All in a single thing rolled in a spherical object, downhill skis will poke through your young gun
Faster than a 32 feet per second drop, it’s a struggle without intent, gravitation, collapse of dirt
Patchouli oil & leather filling dive bar’s scents, sleepy intercourse up your caboose’s miniskirt.

 

Paid all poor people for just being born by mortal sins, it’s welfare for the extinction of species
Nevermore like a crow or a raven, calling your mama from the barb-wired fence, I love @See’s
Chocolate, caramels, nuts, fruits and vegetables for teachers and students who fly, just to die
Last man, last woman never aborted by the enlightened, single homo sapiens, this is God’s lie.

 

Y’all will live after you die, that’s a lie, impossible to exist as smoke & mirrors of a Word salad
When you gasp one more time, that’s all you get, friend & foe, relatives or distant enemies, bad
Completely forgot the unforgotten, unfortunate for my other-worldly take on a whole shebang
Last huff of breath, gasp at what you see, holy nothing at all, it is done, it’s All out the ol’ Wang.

 

by

r j j stephan, i

c.  Freezember 5^th MMXXIV Anno Domini @ 411 AMPST

{ Blasted out the Void while jammin’ to #TwilightZone from the CD @ThePhilosophersStone  @VanMorrison link @ https://youtu.be/pWDs_OP1-JE?si=Qnt8s2HN23s8o24v }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?

#EnterGreenDragon #FyteByteLite #WheresMyHoneyComb #InThMeadow @VanMorrisson #UpTheRiver #WhenYouWereYoung  #YMCAdespicable #Meh

Deduce The Conclusion, I Dare Y'all . . . #ConcertTime AC/DC KidRock CurtisMayfield

BIGGER THAN YOU THOUGHT

Here and now on the ground of Earth in the all too human year 2024 A.D.

Where conceived and born to run like a backstreet, tiny, little sister creed

Appearance of forms of matter, so completes the first act, it’s Intercoursed

Makin’ the panties drop just bein’ in the same neighborhood of it, kid rocked.

Wrecked father’s creation once or twice, occurred when my guard dropped

It wasn’t far from a grasp of my two hands to a higher ground of a .44 popped

Hit the spot every time, danger lurks dawn to dusk & sunset to sunrise swing

If you don’t expire by accident you’ll still fail to be conscious once upon a time.

Stapled my stomach and regurgitated everything I always have an appetite for

My mistake that I thought it would help me control my addiction to sweet & sour

Had the staple removed & now I’ve lost my appetite for everything, I got no taste

I can’t smell either, lucky I can still hear & see the separate reality, spunky waste.

Really have too many rules to observe hence, penalties will be a perfunctory dish

You won’t have to worry about betting 'cause nobody beats the house on the odds

See what you want when you win or lose, bottom line you’ll either owe or hit a score

Drift away & you’ll see what I mean when your uncle throws you into a lake of fish.

With the heavy load of being a chip off of the old block, my mom & dad laid the path

For the Way in the middle between the Good & the Evil, all straight ahead of death

Nothing you can do about it other than be aware & be wary of a thing itself & forms

Psycho-Social disadvantage for the aliens from another planet, as we're the worms.

Deduce the conclusion from the veracity of the premises assumed, it’s not irrational

In fact, the facts of life are the One & the Many who relate to empty space nationals

We called them “aliens” from other planets & they sued all united states of minds

Inside looking outside at the random causes that precede the final ending’s opines.

Beginning at the end & finishing up at the start of the game, it’s like, man, I’m #Sorry

But it’s the name of the game, you can’t make this scat up, it’s garbage afloat, see?

In the meantime, I play on a ground, it’s a playground, work in place, it’s a workplace

Equation has an infinite result if you begin prior to Big Bangs & fusion in yo' face.

Zero function of a void ‘tween atoms of hydrogen & its derivatives, nothing to see

Nothing to hear, smell or taste, not like a real thing if you know what I mean, baby

Gas is not liquid, gas ain't solid, It is all there is & IT gets frozen & hard without blues

Shining hot on dirt left over from one Big Bang, making H2O & Life & Death too.

I made some mistakes before you knew I wasn’t perfect like others, all too human

Got off of my knees whenever I found myself prostrate, grounded, crushed loving

Gave it away to many as I found needed it 'fore they even knew it was missing, King

Needs & random desires for the pleasure of simple-minded, naked apes of Rocking.

Force of a conglomeration of cells moving in Space hit a purple wall, bluish red goo

Appears seemingly out of nowhere but it’s the essence of matrix, like orgasm-screw

It ain’t my invention, didn’t create things rollin’ around here & now, I’m just a Temp

Clothes hangin’ out on the limbs, near the creek around 2 AM, skinny dipped, wooh!

Dreams end whether the dreamer is consciously aware or not, death's inevitable, so

You & everybody else might have forgotten,  l remind you that Life's transitory blow

We go in & out of that egg, we’ve grown into this substance-form, ask for more too

Double Jello Shots o’ 151 rum made me love you more, whisp #OnIt, eyes love you.

Met out for dinner Friday eve & made her panties drop like they were lead, fine dine

Sweet talked 'til the chocolate covered cherry got naked to a 208 bone hurricane

One-Stop-Shop can’t complain since it’s infinite replenishment of cream of the crop

Wine, vodka, gin, whiskey, rye, hops & crops of Mary Gold, just a passenger, no cop.

Gridiron just a hundred yards of points to play a game of odds you score on demand

Passing, running & going coast to coast beyond a flag at a zero-yard line, win a grand

Whistle, buzzer-beater, blank-gun-powder gunshot at a bull’s eye, a 100 yards a lot

Couldn’t miss, sharp-shooter followed perfection, 1 to the head 2 to the heart shot.

Wheezing at a dance, sick as a dog but wanted to show affection for objection skin

Suddenly, impacted by whichever medicine kicked into my big toe to head, I’m in

Contact high, keep breathing in and out, don’t stop to go to sleep, it ain’t sleep at all

Dead before dying after fine dining with Kracker backers, holy scat in a glory hole.

Educated the fools from the historical record of dead fools, more fools ad infinitum

They don’t know that there can be no show on stage, hell’s down there, we get some

Higher than Earth’s stratosphere, astronauts found naught but a quiet empty hole

Black it is, only a star’s shine, the Void is what it is, soul on ice, we people, let’s roll!

by

r j j stephan, i

c.  Jeudi, BLOVEMBER 7th, MMXXIV Anno Domini at 411 PMPST

{ Crafted in advance of the #Revolution, If there’s a hell below, we’re all gonna go, Don’t Worry now y’all… suck It up… link @ https://youtu.be/x1xmXOP3lhM }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?

#CapIt #FirstCause

SERVING EVERYONE IN THE CAVE, CAN’T HIDE THE INVISIBLE

Devils stole the mink and the king-sized beds in the dark caves by the mountain high
What you don’t know won’t hurt you, by the time you find out, you sacrifice to the sky
Every time and every place we all come and go in Space, here and now, then it’s all over
Caput, down underground or DNA ash in a vase called something you got to keep, a blur.

Seen and disappeared in a small point that couldn’t be made, fell back into a swell dream
Out of my control, I’m asleep & the causes are out of my control, I deal with the effective
Which come & disappear as quickly as Jack jumpin’ over candlesticks, I ain’t even lyin’, son
Serve somebody like the Lord, Christian God, Ala, Budda, Zoroaster or some alien Persian.

You know this and that from the fact of life that you haven’t impregnated any eggs in wombs
Whiskey and milk drank by mistake, just because the child wanted to drink the sweet highballs
Inebriated without the devil knowing it was true, whiskey ice cubes, pushin’ bodies out, shoot
Scattered your brains into the bucket whether you liked it or not, now it’s too late, you’re caput.

Stay with me on the path as I speak with a forked tongue, long-knives as my grandfathers died
Moving from East to the West or South to the North, either way, every way, stealing the silk hide
Buffalo and indigenous population of a King’s & Queen’s size, particles in theory, vaporized tribe
You are the know it all, who knows it all which is everything nobody else knows, your top secret.

Slip of the tongue allows the words of Mum, a string of pearls that nobody ever sees or wears
Like the song, “Just Because,” You’ve Got To Serve Somebody, get used to it, one choice dares
Completely a circular jerk in fond ponds of your babies and mothers of your sisters, hero Bobby
Getting the effects precisely as bribed to grease the gears, here & there, at will or in Hell’s lobby.

WTF are you referring to as above, so below, you mean that the human & divine are all identical
Lucky you’re not immortal. being an ignorant moronic idiot 100% of the Time in antisocial dome
This here & that there, all atoms from nucleus to galactic, atomic trash, like your diploma PhDs
Hot mess, you are ignorant of the heat, like a frog in a tepid pot of H2O turnin’ to boil-freeze.

Play the games with rules written on the empty boxes, unknown to discovery, holy scat dumps
All over the world, like grace & sin for the karma pretending to pay it forward to the chumps
Our ancestors may or may not be legitimate DNA donors, yet they’ve come & gone for good
Left writing on cave walls, on stone tablets Hieroglyphic pictograph hand wrote, scribble mood.

Much time on their hands in the early cave, pre-Adama Eve, made up the whole story, occult
Leave it right there, unknown propositional logic from Aristotle, Plato & women in a holy cage
Soul’s love is so pitiful, poor & ignorant, it’s not their fault they’ve inherited inferior RNA, as it is
No matter which way you go, you’ll serve somebody, your clan or daughters’ sons, Kool Aid fizz.

Lights off when it’s the Last Call, might be 2 AM at the edge of town, Jersey or La Jolla, SoCalie
Lights out every night, except your last night, my last night, everybody gets just One, you’ll see
Make out right, get even with Karma, blow through the solar system out to the Singularity Sin
At the bottom of the dark star, middle of the bullseye, in a trance with destiny, #Jimmy’s the Jin

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r j j  stephan, i

c.  Lundi, ROCKTOBER XXI^st MMXXIV Anno Domini @ 333 PMPST

{ Drafted while jammin’ to @BobDylan #GonnaHaveToServeSomebody #TheDevilOrTheLaw on a youTube loop, link @ https://youtu.be/wC10VWDTzmU?si=jQGObaf1qmio6uT0 }

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