#HairPie #YouKnowTheThing #ForTheLoveOfTurdRoachesAndTheRiffRaff #USAF '71-'75 (E-4) #NotDraftDodging @AC_DC @Montgomery_Gentry, #BlueAngels #Thunderbirds

DON'T STOP EVEN FOR A MOMENT, KEEP 'EM MOVIN'

Myopia inside heads of state, unbecoming of officers, ladies, gentlemen, historical phlegm Outside of illicit & unwarranted minds of splintered morality's ethics from ancient doom Dogs don't eat dogs even if they're hungry, they don't eat their own, other than mayhem You know the two legged kind, hairless, ape-like form of matter, less hair, whistles or bells. There was sound, there was light and drums, then six string guitars, then we all rocked To the rhythm of the beat that started at a feverish pace, quick as a jumpin' jack flashin' From the 1960's when it was born, it blew the next 60 years gettin' superstars rich on blow Like it or not, whipped cream on top makes it worth the wait, idea to the thing you know. Men with guns above each forearm, loaded for bear, ready & willing to get in the mix's fix When there's no solutions to crises and there still needs the ending in sight, function to Styx Where the land's hot with fire & war's like as it was the day that It was a singularity skill Dwelt amongst us, lived through our conceptual analysis & colloquial aberration ugly evil. I told you to go East but you went West so I told you I was going North, I went down South Four winds met at N & S poles, swirled the world into it's heaviest, golden trash left behind Wrecking balls & stiff upper lips get it all done for bad boys & girls, thuggery by the Blind Ice cold and bloody hot as the iron, pot bellied stove, problem child on the cross, God wild. Woke with a desert full of cacti and a head full of white light mega-horns, inherited an imp High & low both above & below right here & now where you & I call each other a pimp Addicted to the emotion and memory recollection of honor & pleasure of prejudiced courts Guilty until the proof rises from empty ashes and overflowing urns, an urn of short skirts. First Cause, first thing thought I thought of after I discovered death, we are all gonna die Mouths agape due to muscle relaxing, bowel releasing dead smell of a beauty stunned, lie Devil in me is backwards at the good place to be, outlived, easy to see and approve, let me Allegiance to nothing but DNA within One's 208 bones, without it I'm caput, that's glee! by r j j stephan, i c. DIMANCHE 11-22-2020 @ 12:12 PMPST { Jammed a huge portion while listenin' to @ACDC #ThroughTheMistsOfTime on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/kvK2K3fTUGY }

#BonScott #RIP

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INCORPORATED RAT SEED & ALL TOO HUMANE #LetThereBeRock & #ThereWasROCK AC/DC @GRETAVANFLEET @LEDZEPPELIN @BlakeShelton @ChristinaAguellera @BetteMidler @TedNugent @JackieGleason

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DON'T STOP EVEN FOR A MOMENT, KEEP MOVIN'

Myopia inside the heads of state, unbecoming of officers, ladies and gentlemen, it's historical phlegm

On the outside of the illicit and unwarranted minds of splintered morality and ethics from ancient doom

Dogs don't eat dogs even if they're hungry, they don't eat their own, no order here other than mayhem

You know the two legged kind, hairless & ape-like in their form and matter, less hair, whistles or bells.

There was sound, there was light and then drums, then there were six string guitars, then we all rocked

To the rhythm and the beat that started at a feverish pace and became as quick as a jumpin' jack flashin'

From the 1960's when it was born, it blew the next 60 years gettin' superstars rich as the mocha blow

Like it or not, whipped cream on top makes it worth the wait from the thought to the thing you know.

Men with guns above each forearm, loaded for bear and ready and willing to get in the mix, be a fix

When there's no solutions to crises and there still needs the ending in sight, it's when I come to Styx

Where the land's hot with fire & war's like it was the day the It was stillborn, singularity, divinity skill

Dwelt amongst us all, lived through our conceptual analysis & metaphysical aberration of ugly & evil.

I told you to go East but you went West so I told you I was going North but I went down South

Four winds met at the poles, swirled the world into it's heaviest golden trash, what the lead left behind

Wrecking balls and stiff upper lips get it all done for the bad boys who get taught thuggery by the Blind

Ice cold and bloody hot as the iron, pot bellied stove, problem child on the cross, a sacrifice to the wild.

Woke with a desert full of cacti and pure white light from the celestial brain cells, inherited an angel

High and low both above and below right here an now where you and I call each other, 'Man' it's Hell

Addicted to the emotion and the memory recollection of honor and the pleasure of prejudiced courts

Guilty until the proof rises from the empty ashes and overflowing urns with a fraction of short skirts.

First Cause, a thing thought of self & it's inevitability regarding ALL mortality, we are all gonna die

Mouths agape due to muscle relaxing, bowel releasing hell to smell, dead beauties stink too, ain't no lie

Devil in me is backwards at the good place to be, Lived, how easy was that to see and approve, let me

Allegiance to nothing but the DNA within One's 208 bones, without which I'm caput, now that's glee!

by

r j j  stephan, i

c.  DIMANCHE 11-22-2020 @ 12:12 PMPST

{  Jammed a huge portion while listenin' to @ACDC #ThroughTheMistsOfTime on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/kvK2K3fTUGY }

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#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

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