#DariusRucker #Temptations #TheIsleyBrothers #JohnieTaylor #FudgeVanillaCocoaMaple #ItsYourThing #1984 @JorgeOrwellianPeacockery #OyeMamacita @LosLonelyBoys @Everlast @TowerOfPower @Gaga @RareEarth

<3  Oye, Mamacita! <3

VOID, WAR & NOW HAMMERHEADS DISAGREE

I was in a trance from childbirth's shocking thrust into the system of our folks, ma and pa

Even if they didn't raise your consciousness from a lump of skin and bone, it's still a Mardi Gras

Not only because of the costumes and masks on the naked ape creatures, all too humane folk

Who grovel or skate on thin ice until the Ends catches them in the Fate of the minions, choke.

When you get lucky enough to make it past the Age of Reason, 'round seven years young at heart

There will be a comin' to the gods that made the planet we learned to call Mother, a Rare Earth

Of the alley rats my grandpa caught in Chicago alley-traps and basement snares, death's my 1st

Rats in Chicago, dead and gone, one by one, two by two, slowly sleepwalk, step-by-step yo Hearst.

You don't know like I know but there is a will and now there is a way, to do just that, you Will know

Why you're a boy or girl, man or woman, related to me by blood and bone or distant kin of Eve n'

No need to mention the first One since that was the last one that ever was close to a final blow

Not that you need it but y'all want it, obey your every wish and hope and your still dreamin'.

There are no alternative, either you're in or you're out of It, this is It, That is All, kaput call

I'm nothing without nothing, it is all I am, you are an angel or child of the Unseen, I fall

Down and up the slide a thousand times, but why?  Just because it feels good, up down affairs

To the bottom of the ground but on a nice safe landing curve Time slip, then back upstairs.

You Homers and Marges raised these peasants and children of princesses and barons, alright?

Now you reap what you sewed and there is no hiding out with the deflections of ignorance

YOU CREATED THIS & now and here, in this Time, in this Space is a cosmic #CookBook

Or else you will become extinct in matter and form, all will be done, #Gaga or a #GoodBook?

Poe's poetic dream within an opiated dream is One and the same as a benign tumor on the brain dead

When you've had an implant from an alien dreamland that only appeared to be an inkling down a drain

Microscopic and macroscopic sights and deafening sounds of monster magnetic resonance imaging

Through your head down to the ethmoid bond, looking for the spirit's soul, unfounded, ungrounded.

Why do you say that I am innocent and on to @Marie Antoinette's @Guillotine ebb and flow Joe

Why must you be a constant thorn in the side of the humanity you've been enriched from the #GetGo

Now you're thinking with subjects and objects of predication, a good man, a good woman, to die for

Life inside of us all until it leaves us all, buying the musical it's all a Matter of Being a Time whore.

I did my thing as I was told was the thing to do, to be a human, a man in the USA, and women can't say

Not because they can't guess that it's all a matter of an ignoramus pretending to be god of the placebo DownLow paramecium, if being on dirt is All of It, then Amoeba one cells rock double Time flow

Embrace this place, here and now or begone in any whim of the powers that be, now you see?

by

r j j  stephan, i

c.  Samedhi, Blovember XXI, MMXX Anno Domini

{  Split-Brain function in progress, sharing datum with the left and right hemisphere containers of ephemeral abstractions, https://youtu.be/S643jMNqY2U }

<3  Oh, Mama! <3

#WhiteyFordSingsTheBlues

FINIS

W.W.A.R.D.?

HE IS NOT YOUR FATHER, IGOR DOSTOEVSKY, YOU CLEVER IDIOT! #BloodyFreedomToGoogleTheClapTrapOfTheWorldWideWeb #SheepleRock #BookEmDanno #KnockinBootsToo

#CuriouslyDisarming yet #Intriguing

A KNOCKING OF BOOTS, A HERETIC'S LOGIC

by

r j j  stephan, i  #DJT

Keep this in your mind since you expect nothing other than Doom after death's Hush

You may be right and you may be wrong but you are definitely a man, woman, boy or girl

Why you might think you are anything other than that, only the gods know, eat the edibles

No smokin' for these mighty mice who grovel around humanity, Earth wobbles dirty pebbles.

Fine and dandy, the den mother used to tell us when we were all cubs, I knocked out her son

He called me an idiot before I read Dostoevsky, you idiots know what I'm bleeding out, I'm done

You and I animate the 208 bones for a NYC minute and then expect nothing but heaven's frown

Monkeys all shine from their setting hind ends, just watch them as they shake it up to the down.

Adjust your big boy pants, dear punks who think you're intellectuals sparking joy in the riff-raff

Yet emptiness is the Ends and it's always been that way, before the Origin there was an empty laugh

You know & I know what it's all about deep down inside, there's the Thing Itself, an a priori concept

Microscopic function of the calculus of the Origin is division and multiplication to subtract the kept.

Put your eye balls back in their sockets, the Word in and out of your ears in One & out the other

Time and Space is your place, right here, right now, forever makes no extra Time for your Mother

Please and thank you, the given before the War that leads to the Peace of annihilation, extinction

Poor me, so innocent and learned PhD monsters coming in and out of the TV screen, dreamin'.

My minuscule effort at driving the ball into the swing of the wood we got on our shoulder

Falls into a trap, down an infinite hole full of nothing but people's fallen souls of Mother

Income and output of the yin and yang comedy and tragedy from Taipei to Rome to NYC

London bridges all fell down on Beatles, French toasted to grandeur ala @Champs-Elysees.

Who cared when nobody was alive?  Nobody.  Who cares that you are alive?  Nobody.  So?

Live your life that way you want to since nobody's gonna die for you when it's your Time

There's no pain without a heartbeat to keep the brain's thoughts producing the #Sting, Live

Coincidence in the spelling reversal, Live to be Evil, Evil to be Alive, stay out of my hive!

So, move to the rhythm and the beat of the meat, your muscles and bones are tricky but One

Keep on going until you cannot take another step or another breath of gas, you are my Son

Come to your saving grace on your own, you have no other Big Man but You, you're the One

I am too for a minute, a moment in the blitz of the Supernova, here today, then all Gone!

by

r j j  stephan, i

c.  Vendredi, 11-20-2020 A.D. @ 13:13 hours PST

{ Jammed out early, caught a quick MRI @ KaiserHospitalRoseville (SuperStaffPros) & returned to finish this while listenin' to "1984" #WarIsPeace #MinistryOfLovers by #George Orwell AUDIO-BOOK on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/scqLliarGpM }

FINISIMO

W.W.A.R.D.

#RISEandSHINE #BUMS #DEAD #GTFOOH { Do Not Doubt The Truth As We Know It! } @DEADworkinMan #AliveBloodOrangeDrunk #HalfWitInChargeOfNobody

IT'S MUCH MORE THAN MEETS THE EYE, BLINDS' POT

Figure it out in your spare time, you cannot deduce an irrational conclusion from fake facts

Whether you care or not, it is the way that it's always been and always will be just eat rats

If you don't eat them, they'll eat what's left over of your skin and bones, love on a wall fly

Micrometers of DNA move the animals to crawl and metabolize just to run and to fly high.

Umbrage regarding your interpretation of the Truth as you have induced, I take that seriously

I am the one who will die when it's time for my death so I live my life the way I want to, see

Now you know why the ego exists inside of me and not inside of you, you neglect the ego too

As if it was Truth, Justice or the American Way, those who rock on the swing of delight do.

Paralyzed prophylactic dreams hypo-ed into an IV stuck in in my forearm's perfection form

Got the stomach that ached with the wasted meat and plant fauna, removed to earth worms

Of the people who live and die here and now in the twenty first century we've become lit up

With the light and the moments of Time in the empty Space you see in front of you, a schlep!

Common ground on a Time line from your conception to an extinction of some holier spirit of elk

Some ignorant and moronic features of the human genome is a spark of wisdom's non-fat, dry milk

By the hair of your grandmother's chin was what did not attract your grandfather's spunk to mate

Spare parts aren't available, you have all you're going to get, you are the only One with your fate.

Submission to the philosophy of the dead men you'll never know is the reality for the master PhD

Laws and rules made to be broken and bent like the rays of the sun through a prismatic crystal key

Mother dreamt of this day on her first breath on Earth, didn't know my father from Adam back then

Up-down from the equator of a sphere of emptiness, hollow Earth's goddess' Hall of fake children.

The dead don't walk, the dead and buried are not the food in the skillet or the fat in the porridge pot

In the silly loves of humanity, there is only one that means more than the others, love with a best shot

At the target's bull's eye, there's a gaping hole to welcome the arrow's point, predication of the cake

It's baked, decorated & presented as a product of the Idiot who survived extinction, #OldNewsToFake!

Affiliated with nobody, being an orphaned boy grown and raised in the convent of women slaves to Ra

Not the only one just one of the many who know when and how to roll out the barrels for a wraith asp

That is the Supernova, it's not a small armed or nuclear arsenal reckoning for the rats and the bad men

Biblical proportions to come, expect the worst of the massive exploding ball of gas, First kiss & Last.

by

r j j  stephan, i

c.  Jeudi, Blovember 19th, 2020 A.D. @1:11 AM

{  Bled out the elk, hung upside down on a tree limb, dressed & BBQ for the #Thanksgiving from the deep, dark woods & jammed to #Montgomery_Gentry @ https://youtu.be/W3_jbjrCJSM }

IT'S MUCH MORE THAN MEETS THE EYE, BLINDS' POT

FINIS

W.W.A.R.D.?