INVISIBLE HOODIES OF SUBSTANCE, WAKIN' THE INTERCOURSE UP
It's not your fault, you have no obligation, someone is responsible for the effects of the spells
Of magic words and thoughts that produce Nothing in the Void, all you know in glens and dells
Valleys at the bottom of mountain ranges, blown asteroid dirt in a temporary fix of holy UFO's
We are not privy to the secrets right here and now, I know you and you know me, yet It blows.
What It is, compared to what it's not is the only way to produce understanding of the complexity
Dream in a dream is at first, a concept and then once analyzed, is the One hope for faith & charity
Try a little tenderness and swallow as much gas as your sucking and blowing will allow, to be, not
Can't get any introspection when you're dead and gone, drugs to drag down the backstreets' scat.
Foil of tin upon your cranium, believing in the mythology you've accepted as the Truth, gotta go
Abandon your inner self, abandon your mother, father, sister & brother, get busy in the gold flow
Fever-pitch scandals come and go, in one ear to hear and not listened to then out of another one
Shutting the pie hole except for crying wolf to the powers that be, is recommended, just for fun.
OK, so 911, hello operator, this is NOT an emergency but if you don't mind me asking, question...
Representing your grandparents who have no reason to have had children, in or out of a knot
Marriage is not only not until you die, it is also something that happens infinitely, ad nauseum
Workin' to play from dawn to dusk, revolution of the Earth in wobbling ellipses, fe, fi, fo, fum.
Busted blowouts gone viral into a Singularity plunge into the twilight zone of the Void regulator
You have a much better faith in the unknown, oh the Oneness creator that abandoned this star
Left forever without knowing anybody was ever here and now, there or then, past or fake future
Your mama gets the dozens 'cause there was no pops to defend the nest, so lucky you got here!
Homers are philosophizing on the homeless who are men and women, humanity's leftover tramps
On the radio waves, shouting the commercials that clean the bum camp around the railroad yard
My friends and others who are not my friends, my countrymen and countrywomen in bum camps
Worry about your food supply, your shelter of your possessions and loved ones, mock the Bard!
by
r j j stephan, i
c. LUNDI, 1-11-21 @7:11 AMPST
{
Drafted while listenin' to @Armstrong&Getty @kste650AM & during
commercial breaks, jammin' some @AllmanBrothers #MidnightRider &
HITS @ https://youtu.be/TCRS4DRmf_w }
Monday, January 11, 2021
#KnowLiesAreTrue #BelieveTruthWasLies #WolvesLieWithSheeple @AlexJones #AlexJones #Q @Q #Witches #Warlocks & #SLADE
Sunday, January 10, 2021
#DownUnderAndOver @ACDC #ToBeRockedHard
In and out of the bands, I played rhythm, wrote the rhymes and found it all rough and mean
Not only because of the drifters and the grifters who never work for the bread, pork and bean
Mother's milk didn't last long enough to burn the bridges behind the backs of the guardians
It will always be this way, punched in the face, broken, deviated septum for the mortal sins.
Commandments from an invisible, wise ass way out of this world, far away from chief's pinch
Matter and energy that can neither be created nor destroyed, put into perspective, out of sync
Cold cuts and hot rocks put into the hands of the ignorant, the innocent, me, myself and I say
We all know what to do with the ingredients, it's a complete mix of menudo & cat fish soufflé.
Bouncing bass and rhythm off of the walls, rippin' the woofers a new tweeter, sounds of silence
It made you wander the planet without a purpose, nothing to hollar back at the boys and girlz
Mothers they'd become, sooner or later, falling down to the Earth's stone reproduction, pearls
Inside the clams, polished sand that couldn't be rubies, diamonds or emeralds, jump off a fence.
That is what she said afterall, it's no joke and it never was, beaten switchblades some deserve
Thrown to the bottom of a rain barrel at the side of a hardware store, why not sell your nerve
Seconds to seem like hours upon hours of ennui, dream in a dream false flags fake, we're Woke
Monitors displaying the matrix that's never anywhere, yet everywhere you look it's a lazy brook.
It's not over when it's over, there's no backup or proof of this or it's converse argument, yet it's I
Using the ego to amend the emitting sparks from the reflections of soul material of the blue sky
To the top, with the cherries and whipped cream to wipe out the Evil from the living gods of dad
Knowledge overtook Wisdom, funneled into emptiness between my ears, becoming it now, egad!
by
r j j stephan, i
c. Dimanche, Janvier 10th, 2021 Anno Domini @ 1755 hours PST
{ Drafted to the best of @ACDC, #LongWayToTheTop & HITS LINK @ https://youtu.be/nULs4JW3tPI }
#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 }