LYING LIARS AIN'T LYIN' BLOKE SO WOKE, NEED A WILDASS TOKE

NOTHING BUT EARTH & MOON IN A VOID OF BLACK A(D)TOMS

On the nature of being between rocks & hard places, mantra gin & whiskey
Dialogue and holy commands of the commanders followed a “T” grey beauty
Truth about lies & rampant fabrication of lying liars who grace our Earth
Place in Outerspace with junk & #StarWars in defense of offense, Afterbirth.

We’re inside the Marxist placenta, it’s eating itself in a word misspelled by a bloke
Spelling bumblebee and the other words used by darling loves who remain Woke
Hard liquor you see ahead in a glass, a neat one of Jack, in charge of minions
Knowing nothing, believing in blind faith’s indoctrination of first-last strike sins.

Who said what about how & why you know when one is being offered ends’ gold
Full throttle to keep Time in a bottle so it doesn’t get poured out & drunk to get old
Hey man, it ain’t my idea, this is the way it is and the way it’s gotta be original OG
Got with it in a groove, followed the force of centrifugalism into spin of neon skin.

Black & white just like the old TV’s used to be, there was no color in cathode gas
It has the WORD that got made flesh in the radio & TV waves paid back, jackass
Gods above & below Earth’s moon, they’re all AWOL & come back to witness
Revolution between powers that be and the ones that want to be, Wannabees.

Contents are unknown but the fixings of conglomerat can't be underestimated
Fix has been in for centuries, millennia it’s one & the same thing now, God & Ted
Billing you & me for the payments to red devils & horned gods of a Viking queen
Peaks of the mountains got chopped off by a UFO’s needing gold backs uptown.

Nowhere a Milky Way, far, far away from anywhere, UFO clouds, bring it to me
Pricking up ears in a holy sepulcher, just to raise the dead ad infinitum, dreamy
Phoenician & the rockin’ relatives of the original G’s, Adam, Eve, Cain & Abel
Willing to let it all go if you pay me a ransom, billion bucks in a gold, cash bell.

Perks of rock candy jelly in bean form, rocking holy smoke’s routine, put-on folks
Like it or not & only if you DON’T, all matter of telling the truth, the ol’ okie doke
Pumped up air into the jump shots, miracle is that you still breathe gas up to it
Instant peasants required to aid kings’ chores queens want done, bunch-o-chit.

Complete asinine punks and their progeny’s parents which is selfie's final exam
Running a chit show of this planet’s civilization until a bitter end, a put-on scam
Cringe-worthy to examine under a microscope to avoid the Eve of Extinction
Old men & young men, mothers, sisters, wives & friends, are mortals’ sin-skin.

No free will or choice, good, bad or ugly, it just is what it is, substantial Zero
As above  so it & is exactly the same below, ala core to stratospheric blow
Brimming from the top of a scalding, hot café con leche, T-cell damned, hotrod
Eight by Six, 30 days in the hole or when it’s fiesta time, that’s a recall to God.

Misanthropification of mercy in holy gravity, below & above grounded, red dirt
In a flow around & over the rocks because I can do that, Dusty, total cock Block
Schism cracked glass in the canopy, free for all animation straight to the top’s tip
Hair shaved, grown underground & clipped over & over ad infinitum, time to RIP

Hot takes from trouble hooks & lures that the river flowed by a carbon hot rod
Tush I looked below & above for no reason other than to generate a people god
Men, women, gods & illusions of extinction for air & ground, orbit's chaos key
Nothing lasts forever, be Nothing forever, hillariously yours I am #DictatorFree.

.by
r j j stephan, i
c. Dimanche, Septembre XV, MMXXIV Anno Domini # 1111 AMPST
{ Crafted out the Void while jammin’ @PITBULL concert on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/9H8tZ3vKM8U }

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

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#EventHorizon #VoidMatter #WhatsTheMatter #TerminateKillerAntiMatter #PhilosopherFreakinOut #CosmosYouDontKnow #OnceBitten #EyeByteNothingness

"Everything about you seems like it's true but it ain't true. Something's gotta hold on me but I don't know what the hell it is. Oh my God it's happening again I can't get out of the dream help me please somebody! That works pretty good! Now you can let go wake up be quiet get on with your day. Yeah if it walks like love talks like love it must be love!" - me { NEVER, EVER In @BucksCounty }

MUST BE  PHILOSOPHERS IT WON’T LET GO

When I walked you home to your mother’s house, your father was waiting, said, don’t return
I thought he meant that day, he meant forever, he told me the next day, he repeated the burn
So, a third time, it was a bare-knuckle jam, he was an easy mark for a fourteen-year-old thug
I was but I ain’t no more, retired my thug-card at an old-fogey home, in my house, my mug.

Drunk like somebody slipped me a Mickey, not mouse, a double dose, Everclear mama milk
Princes & paupers get their ancestors up out of graves for the favor they let us all spank
Bar-ware strapped to the backs of girls & boys miscued & never chalked up for an 8-ball bank
Not exactly forever if a Big Bang leads to Gravitational Collapse, tell mama before tokin’ dank.

Never knew the knowledge because I was wise to conventional wisdom, a self-cancellation X
Compounded or simple interest in the cash, the gold, lead pencils and a Toronto Sore US Rex
Love took all of the hurt away from the past hate & disrespect for my presence, I’m on a roll
Dream inside a dream that I can’t awaken from, it’s OK, I got this, out of ground's control.

Ennui means you’re interested in Nothing, stay there, stick with it, you’ll finally get knack of it
It is just a heartbeat away from stopping the world, right where you see it the last time, oh s#it
Means you’ve made a strategic error and followed the path to doom, Lies couldn’t be avoided
They never knew, they read what dead men wrote, leaped to a conclusion on false, blind faith.

Gods unknown, nowhere in sight with a form or the substance other than the Matter & Forms
All or a big, fat nothing burger in a matrix game of First Caused effects & then it's just worms
Not for a small reason but it’s a snake’s world, worms keep Dirt movin’ in holy tweets of a bird
Feel what I felt, Earthquake! You feel that? No, but I believe you, fall into a Black Hole, WORD!

Contemplate a simple mind, it’s right there in back of your own eyes, you know I’m right, son
No information on baby girls, sisters, daughters, aunts, cousins, grandmothers but I’m done
Put a hurtin’ on us all by leaving us all out to dry on the seven seas' sweet water dehydrates  

Purple Rain dropped on Jupiter, Mars, Venus, Mercury, Saturn, Uranus, Neptune & Pluto.

Cork in the bottle, it washed up onto the beach after the deluge on the way to the arid desert
Fathers & all gods’ godmothers didn’t know how more babies were coming, XX DNA’s XY
Nobody knows now in the 21st century unless a con-job awakens fools in a black light High
Idiots in charge, gods died of forgetfulness, now we know squat, except we're all gonna die!

by
r j j stephan, i

c. Dimanche, May 13th, MMXXIII Anno Domini @ 11:11 PMPST
{ Squirted this Squeeze from the Dry Turnip while listenin’ to “100 Best Blues Jams of All Time” link @ https://youtu.be/gFqi5B7OQRA }

 F I N I S 

 W.W.A.R.D.? 

117 HOURS CROOKED, SHOT ME STRAIGHT UP!

BATTLES LEAD TO WAR

Proelia ad bellum ducunt!  #DM moment

Time's now & then it passes away into historical nihilism of souls straining underwater

Broken down in the mud, blood and beer your mother left in her hind teat’s wet tear

Crying out loud about dead meat & burnt offerings from a deep, blue sea & a dirty lie

About how Twilight began & how the Darkness will be a final Zone of the end, sigh!

Your responsibility is to celebrate One's fortune & perfect timing-initiation lost cause

Of breathing & heart beating, blood flow for vampires who suck high girls & low boys

They don’t even know, they've no idea they’re here for a NYC minute in the dark pools

Of conscious interruption of ebb & flow, blown stardirt H2O-wobble, God-slam fools.

I'm not sweating small stuff, just the big stuff, I’ve got a urgent concerns, smell Rain

It’s comin’ down before you knew it was droppin’ from the heavens' suffering & pain

Out of nowhere, it’s sudden impact is felt in delayed sequence, Time ticks on thin skin

We know cool feelings of everything, less Death, once you feel that, you're a has-been.

Park the cars & trucks & bikes, your locomotion will begin to stop as your heart stops

Sights and sounds inside a cerbral cortex memory to recollect life passing & cow plops 

Mothers, fathers, sisters, brothers, test tube of artistic insemination spunk, eve & atom

Seatbelt harnesses can’t keep it all in, crooked straight-jackets will all numb the dumb.

Mind’s in the brain, in a head & can’t move limbs, can’t walk or shake with a devil dog

Melody & rhythm’s rhyme at the perfect volume for a deaf & dumb rock & roll a blog.

Closer to me as you wanna be, down my backbone, rib cage, amputated limbs crashin’

Cars, boats, planes, trains & a bus crashing, imploding uptown to look as if I'm dyin’.

Slaves of the gods made everything on Earth, every king, queen & subject of change

Only you know like I know, it's a solitary life, a dreamer dreaming home on the range

As if we were getting closer to a last breath, holding air in as long as you can, CO2 fits

For me & you, all we have is what you think we have of the thing itself, online to pits.

 

On the weather of Earth, twirling cold or hot, whirling, wobbling, swirling all about

Not me or anyone else, all ego, that’s all counted in the Biblical books, twist & shout

Couldn’t stomach the taste nor subsequent flatulenct biproduct, stench of ferment

Out of the house or in a hole inside of the foundation’s ground, exhausted cement.

For noone else but me, I breathed 70+ years above tales of star dirt-loaned from God

On weather of Earth, cold or hot, artificial intelligence is a cashed, human redhot rod

Putting pedals to metal goin’, ‘round Dead Man’s Curve, see cemetery entrance gate?

Don’t enter a swamp for vibrations, immerse into deep ends & means, deep dive Fate.

Tiny conflict of interests 'tween brothers & sisters, clone dead-egg lingo, It is all done

Invoiced & paid in advance of your exit from racing human-gods, here to Hades funk

Bought the farm that daddy wouldn't sell, Excellence needed to be extinct, love stunk

All you have, all you are & always will be, a piece of stone, dirty rocks all rollin', son.

You may or may not recollect everything you’re responsible for, afore conception's trip

Stillborn Karma will rise, Beauty’s head returns as Evil, throwback to a plethora ship

Nouns, subjects & objects, verbs' predicaion activity I can’t recall, it’s over, it is done

Dreaming Egotist, about my Id, expressing recollection scat, bite my cranberry scone!

News or ancient history forgotten because language was oral, unwritten future shocks

Of the men & mice who wrote on cave walls' they showed history that's all to roll rocks

Data dump of garbage, refused products of processed tree-plant miracles, Oma Nature

Pumped dreams confused in a vortex of bums & junkies, addicted to fecal-nests allure.

Without order It’s random chaos you see behind closed eyelids, word-up, cog machine

Gears grinding, peeling rubber on asphalt, forward, counter-clockwise around a sinsin

Betting I Win, Lose or Draw even if I win, I lose, earn cold cash, winning shoot to thrill

Absolute & relative Truth-be-Told, to all our babies, our folks forced Jack & Jill uphill.

Whistlin' Dixie or any melody while working in vacuum, scribblin' on empty paper

This is a fight for freedom, get back home where you belong but it’s changed now too

As it was as it were, won't return to a state being in full armor, loaded potato's butter

Agnostic soul, actor running low on a border with free food & water, @Twitter Blues!

by

r j j stephan, i

c. Mercredi, 5-10-MMXXIII Anno Domini

{ Jammed as I rode dirty with my brothers from mothers, @BigSMO #AintNothinFree link @ https://youtu.be/Lpink7LcufY }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?