#ExecutiveOrder #ComeToHighHeaven #HellToTheNoNo

 

WAGGING YOUR MAMAS' TAILS, IT'S HOW YOU GOT HERE

On loathing of the fears between your ma and pa, the nun and priest of your god
You can count on getting high on the pure oxygen, the carbon dioxide of dug gold
Monkeys unevolved, unsophisticated and in charge of the anti-social media to boot
Thinking apes became dangerous when they realized their ability to trap and shoot.

Mystics conjoined with spirits of the rocks that rolled deep down within a fox's hole
Pink when lit up with the black light, pure white when blinded by the wild boondoggle
In 1776 or 1619 there's a load of scat, leftovers to the eaters of all American whores
Illegal aliens can come to Africa and become Afrikaners, Middle East emptied ashore.

Dreaming while wide awake in a fracking freak show, evolved out of the mire & muck
Land above the salty water, the oxygen & hydrogen liquefied by solar power, daphuq?
All you can say about all you can see, hear, taste & feel with the touch of gold fingers
A tax on your skin color and the clothes you wear to cover it up, head to foot soldiers.

Bums and genuflecting idiots and morons becoming fake favorites of two First Causes
No easy chore to comprehend the nature of reality, as you're not asleep in a wet-dream
Woke and awake for the purpose of survival, not a species but individual oneness' spat
This will come back to haunt you, child orphaned by other bastards, now ANTIFA scat.

Apes named #Scum like cream, rose to the top of a hill of beans, a mountain's gold scat
Not shining when there's no sunshine, absorbing every atom, chewing & regurgitating it
Pills swallowed, vaccines injected mainline and if that doesn't kill you, you'll just go spit
Nothing's coming or going, punk propaganda's a rumor gone viral, trump #FakeNews fat.

by
r j j  stephan, i
c.  Vendredi, Janvier 22, 2021 A.D. @ 12:01 AMPST
(  Drafted while scratchin' the itch playin' @EricChurch in a loop #ColdOne link @ https://youtu.be/BKvE-WoooLE }
FINIS
W.W.A.R.D.?

#YouGotSomethinToSay? ...well then...#STFU #GoWashSomeDishes #AVideoIMadeAboutEnds10YearsAgo #AColdOne

ON BEING DNA, ON HUMANE HUMILITY & YOMAMA *
Using your voice when you're both deaf & dumb makes you a white superman of the girls
Tonight you may be the anti-hero who opposes all the Evil left on Earth by Satan's Tbone

Droppin' F-bombs in your imagination but I ain't sayin' it, you are a nut with plastic pearls
But wait, you're not a nut afterall, Bart Simpson rocks the people's state of MILFs, all gone.

A simple mind inherited from simple men and simple women who survived the anti-bodies
Always and forever, everywhere that dirt rises above the H2O, it's a struggle for Cro-Magnon
Not only will you be ignorant of the reason for being alive your whole life but also, God dies
Humanitarian unrequited, universal charity for others as if they were you yourself are the sun.

Without you you get no ideas and form no conclusions, caput and you'll see Nothing is sick
For the facemasks on a Speaker in or out of Our House, to muffle that philosophy of bailiwick
Monkeys from two to niney-nine do what they do, mimicking survival behavior, oblivion's skit
Appropriate to the kids and elderly, over-the-hill, over sixty-five trips about the bull's of scat.

Red tape & the purple, infinite sanctity of sirens every morning at 6:20 to awaken homer-less
Under the overpass between private property and the railroad tracks goin' to the ville of Rozes
Nothing personal against the hobos and ne'er-do-wells, mostly my brothers, some sisters' song
Wishing for the Great Spirit above to answer the sacrifices of the lambs we've burned & hung.

I shook up the baking oven from the moment I dropped from a Void into the light's unpaid fines
Just what I needed was to figure out why in the Hades this all happens to us everyday, it's crazy
To me but not to everyone, crazy is as crazy does, something to write words down on white lines
Squirrels awaiting the rats to leave the nuggets and nuts, tan rats in black and white TV to see.

Causes of the Ends which you will see with or without me present, no mystery where it'll be now
Pretending it's not gonna happen to you just to everyone else, brothers, sisters, parents & friends
Even the enemies or at least the abhorrent human genome which cannot abide by enculturation
Anthropomorphic ideology in zoos of padlocked cages, dipped in the divine's #CNN elaboration.

by
r j j  stephan, i
c.  Jeudi, Janvier 21st, 2021 *  one-twenty one-twenty one  1-21-21 @PorkyPig #ThatsAllFolks
{  Drafted in the patient state of being, doing as anyone would if they were either me, myself or I & listenin' to #ENDS & HITS @EVERLAST on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/0szqyWvPNKY }
FINIS
W.W.A.R.D.?
#TBIYTC #TheBestIsYetToCome

@DonaldJTrump @POTUS45rocked #ColdOnes & the #Ends #21GunSalute #ThatWasAColdOne #PardonMeToo #NASDAQupDOWN

TOO FAR GONE NOW, 1 SHORT OF A 12 PAK, IT WAS A COLD ONE BABY?
Messengers bringin' the bottom line to the forefront, in the beginning it was pitch black dark
Light itself, blown up matter showing off it's explosions, what we need to eat or drink, mark!
Fabulous moving into the dream and out of the cream, couldn't land that big one, false alarm
We could have made it all work out but it takes two to tango and I was a boy from a hogfarm.

There isn't two minutes to play the games I want to play, I know the rules and I want to play
Beating myself in a solo gang of one, nobody to argue with & I always agree, might die today
Hope not but nobody knows the ultimate answer to a conundrum, to be or not to be a doubt
Right cards in the right place at the right time, full house or a royal flush will straighten it out.

Overnight the things moved, changed from alive to dead, unfathomable & in smoky dope
Monkeys puttin' down the lettuce for million dollar condos, mansions in their minds' eyes
Punks on corners lived and died, fishermen and apostles smoked turkish tobacco and rope
Burnt booty and now there's the rubic cube rumble in the jungle, maybe it was cherry pies.

White flag tryin' to warn morons and blank pages full of empty words, explain the hot dead
No gratitude for innocence of the human babies and all non-human life, a southern comfort
Calculate the sum and live with it, subtract, add, multiply for division of anyone's godhead
You came to follow me, jump off Earth without a body, nobody gets out alive, it's been said!

No turns going forward from this day to tomorrow, there's no reversal nobody turns it back
Reincarnation's a hope of fear-mongering mobs with a morbidity rate of 100 % Homer grown
Flowers and love began the progress to the end of the story, the casket and the urn, 12 pak
Meaning two six paks ought to do the trick when you are one beer short, all dead & all gone.

Grim & ecstatic at one & the same time, it's just begun & it's all over already, funny bone
Trip on medicine or poison, naked apes try to do this on their own without a cell phone
Now it's over ain't it?  We can't do it over, there are no #DoOvers on the plains or groves
This is all you're gonna get, lucky conceived, random randos & bettys, extinction of doves.

Funk filled up the cake that I bought from the baker, candles all blown out, heaven my foot
Or at least my toes and heel with a dagger in a pocket, I ain't goin' down to the bottom boot
Kicks got harder to come by in Time, kicks fake punted a decade, time's in & out, ain't none
First snap of last straws leads to dark a side of the path, no royal flush, can't land a big one.

Being too involved in the minutes and hours from day to day leads to the same place's glow
In and out of Sun consciousness you've inherited from Adam, Eve and the other anthropoids
Coming over you is a heightened awareness that you're as immortal as the sexual innuendo
Landed on the runway before it was cleared of debris, wings went down, engines got skids.

Drunk and brain whacked by tobacky, put the spirit of God in a difficult position, done wrong
If the creator is the origin of the universe, I mean if that's the Truth, then evil lives in a song
Common dysfunction of a cerebral cortex is related to network nerve damage, stab in a heart
Nothing works but a #cOLDne, when you're high & dry, nowhere mankind is a longneck's art.

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

by
r j j  stephan, i
c.  Mercredi, Janvier 20th, 2021 Anno Domini  #PunchMeAwake #BadaBing #BadaBoom
{ #EveOfOneTwentyTwentyOne drafted while listenin' to @Eric_Church #ColdOne on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/BKvE-WoooLE }