#YouAreMyMoonShineTooSunshine #OneTenTwentyOne & then some... #LongWayToTheTop

COMPARED TO WHAT?  TED KNOWS THE WORDS!  ONE DREAM COMES TRUE
Fortune and freedom have little or nothing to do with the nature of the plants & human fizz
Walking above the burrows and flyin' above the hives, the creeps mix with a hero's sons' kiss
Among the many, One has absolutely no power, not the nature of beasts, strugglin' for survival
To avoid being in the #StruggleToSurvive you walk it home, drive it home, fly it in dams of Hehl.

Mongers who take the bacteria in and out of the mass of burning candles, all of 'em flamed-out
Wicks and wax created out of the stones' melted organs of the gods, invisible & without a peep
What in Hades are these molecules of atomic charm, produced out of volcanic Hawaiian doubt
Cons & pros pushin' the philosophy of Amnesia, a forgotten notion that's y'all are phuqin' asleep.

Insider territory, in my parents' basements, I had several being an orphan from a teenage hooker
It's nobody's fault, so don't blame me, I'm just a messenger, what happened to the wisdom tooth
Lady who raised me, Ma, Mother, Mommy, Mama who made all of my dreams Come, forsooth
Arguments for positions, settling on conclusions for reference and guidance of hominid behavior.

Awake and still walkin' in the dream that moves as if it's gonna last forever, which it cannot, Yoyo
Calm down when you realize the Truth, be kind to neighbors & strangers, all in the family too, bro
Monkeys, all hominids animated from conception to mortal disintegration, an idea emerges, Hole
Black or white, it doesn't matter to the rubber and plastic souls, my Singularity unshared, #GOAL!

Function of the calculus, reminds me to recollect the middle way of comprehending all the above
No flame will burn me out before I know the answer that I'll never repeat, for there are no words
Silence and an awareness of the nature of Nothing, the opposite of Everything we know & love
Pertaining to your and my presence to experience this Thing, itself, all we are, knives and swords.

by
r j j  stephan, i
c.  Dimanche, January 10th, 2021 Anno Domini @ 06:55 hours PST
{  Drafted in hunger, hold on, gotta eat . . . piece of cheese & cup of Jell-O & listenin' to @DarylsHouse #YouMakeMyDreamsCome . . . true...LOL's link @ https://youtu.be/lon655B9C90 }

FINIS

W.W.A.R.D.?

#SomeBodyLoanMeADime @BozSkaggs & my choice of rockin' yo' ape inside! & @CarlosSantana #Devadip #100thMonkeys

 

IT HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH THE THINGS THAT BURY A HATCHET

Justice is a ham sandwich with mayo on light rye, kosher pickle on the side of a blown blunt
Right or left of the aisles between the middle road that covers the holy sewer lid love scent
All muck and mire is something that just happens, never in the 1st plan but it's the thing, man
Signs are out there on every side of your mind, in and out of the birthday presence trash can.

Orphans know better than children who hide feelings to avoid doom of a silly son of a bull
Calling youngsters divisive names cause alligator tears to water the revenge of a deplorable
Internetting & chit chatting with #bots in a poor, tiny world of motorheads' stone-deaf ears
Chilled in the oven but hot to trot in the deep freezer, planetary excellence killed the fears.

So, you die, your body's heart stops, doesn't resume the rhythm and beat, you taken the fifth?
One discernment in full awareness of a mind without a brain's empty soul myths from Eve's Adam
Cutthroat on your mind, at this future point of no return, your faith & hope pleases even Lilith
Divine monkeys, snakes, rocks, lava, magic acid's recombinant DNA from Earth's core of a dam.

In perspective yet out of clear focus, an astigmatic twist of the lens, to disrupt the light's focus
Apes to monkey around until the 99th monkey does what the 98th monkey did & caused a fuss
Pretending to be know it alls, the monkeys all died and left the naked apes all alone, cell phoned
Eventually the fruit they ate killed their innards, they laid around all day, ate and got so stoned.

Yo, there's rational arguments for the nature of the beast within us, not our fault, we're innocent
Never guilty for things done since everything is predisposed in Time & Space, light's signals sent
To be here and now with me and you, even if all the other apes forget, ghetto amnesia, my past
Ceremonies to remind the confounded innocents failed, Mass, Sacrifice & Crucify yo' mama fast!

Of these miraculous days and nights on the search for the mundane secret, myths of divine ages
God's dead, look at yourself, your imaginary image reflected by the light in the darkness of Space
Perfection just a pretend notion to shoot for, being just the DNA at random, love and marriages
On being the effect and result of random DNA recombination, got lucky, my heart's a yoyo ace!

by
r j j  stephan, i
c.  Samedhi, January 9th, 2021 Anno Domini @ 3:33 PMPST
{  Jammed out of the cerebral cortex while listenin' to @IsaacHayes #DoYourThing 20"version in a looplink @ https://youtu.be/G_RhJuh7VWs }

 

FINIS

W.W.A.R.D.?

@MysticalKabala #SubteranneanTransubstantiation #There #Mama

GRAND KNIGHTS & GAYLORDS, STEWIE GRIFFIN HIGH LIFE TENDERLOINS
Beepin' horns in the middle of the evening, rollin' up and down the boulevard, window down
Mothers and fathers wouldn't have anything of it on Sunday morning at church with the herd
All of orphans & disobedient to the morality code of humanity, the good & bad's ugly frown
Muskets empty and all that's left is the echo of screams for help that only the bombers heard.

Over Time, this Earth planet revolves around a dying, burning out star in Space, spins the hosts
So far out, me & you, the living and the dead, nearly a hundred million, infinitely round trippin'
Space's eminent domain of ghosts, staged UFO's imaginary dark shadows, Platonic cave scenes
 Perfection as an abstraction from the imperfection of being smaller to boot, a star's smithereens.

Then you add the struggle to survive with the good, bad and ugly rockin' everywhere, lovin' stone
At church on Sunday or synagogue on Saturday, makes little difference to the rigor-less uni-form
An atrophy event hidden from the innocent and the deterioration of flesh & blood DNA T-bone
Mothers, fathers, sisters, brothers, sons, daughters, friends and enemies all will feed a silk worm.

Drove my cars with one hand on the wheel, one hand on my girlfriends hopin' to make 'em love
Never worked more than a hundred times but if nothing works every time, I loved them all above
Easy for me to say, they're all probably alive and lookin' like they're in their thirties just like me
Now, that's hilarious, the part about me although it's always all about me, still a joker, ya see?

Open to the making fun, mocking ones who take this animation so seriously, as if it all matters
When it does not, they know it deep down inside from popes to the priests, monks & preachers
Pain and suffering of Blind Faith will end at the last breath of gas, puffed in and out at the finale
Eyes wide open above or below the ground, mouth agape as if the ghost escaped it's own #Hehl.
by
r j j  stephan, i
c.  Samedhi, January 9th, 2021 Anno Domini @ 11:11 AMPST
{ #TorchYourBellyFat drafted this while listenin' to @GeorgeThorogoodAndTheDestroyers #OneBourbonOneScotchAndOneBeer link @ https://youtu.be/--AvCsh48bk }

FINIS
W.W.A.R.D.?