#DoItOver #HadItInTheAir #CouldntLandIt

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I GOTTA GO NOW TIGER, BUM RUBBER'S ON FIRE
Coming into the final stretch of the humane race between gods and men, bereaved
From heaven's bowels of the Earth's core where the revolution within resides higher
Above the wind & rain which is evidence of clues to the solution of a time-looper fire
I know and you know we didn't know a thing when we were born or even conceived.

Monkeys saw what monkeys did and they repeated the identical behavior ad infinitum
Here and now we are in the middle of the dream without knowing it, snoring salty scum
Recombinant DNA in a Void's invisible star stuff, fissionary fusion, thermodynamic seas
Animated protoplasm, thinking it exists beyond planets, a false hope for high remedies.

Of the humane treatment of imbeciles and ignorant, blind believers in post starlight too
Many and the single One all involved in the revolution of blown bits of the sun-star, RA
If and only if you are fortunate enough to be at the right place at the right time, you go
Above this world or deep in another, conscious or unconscious, the joke's in Talledega.

Faster cars goin' in reverse order of Time clocks, time outs remaining unknown to death
Gone in conception's deception with a shocking abortion or 100 years of decrepit health
What seems to matter is that you prepare for the End by being present, the here & now
Y'all think y'all got answers, being priests, nuns & FUBAR ministers of raw, cosmic stew.

As deduced from acacic records kept in a holy cave in the pretender's mind, it is Doom
It's on the way because it's natural, the actual imploding of the solar system in a hole
Deeper than finite oceans of hydrogen and oxygen, a Spirit moves it in a TV living room
Where you produce, then see visions of the imaginary, mind's eye scoring a fake goal.

Nothing sweet is inevitable, which is what's always been there, Nothing is a trick of one
Nothing at all is for everyone in any case, a superego is One & Many, a simultaneous me
Recollect the moment afore your conception in the womb, now you know, you see son
Can't hide golden silver from FRICTION mating, cool cats know it's One then, it is done!

Mercury, Mars to Uranus, beyond Neptune & Pluto, a divinity surrounds Earth's 17 seas
Around you like a hula hoop or a wedding ring, anything that rings a bell, gold to seize
Or the silver mountain of left over solar burns, all leftover debris of a supernova rift, Sun
More than One close to us all, all-good drops of cosmic, hot soup, Hell's Love, I'm a bum.

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r j j  stephan, i
c.  Dimanche, January 24th, 2021 Anno Domini @ 3:33 AMPST
{  Quote by me, "You do what you do, I do what I do and then we're both done," drafted while listenin' to @WarTheBand #TheWorldIsAGhetto ala a #FourCorneredRoom & HITS on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/WFmCCxMp7BE }

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#SaturdayPrimaVera #Santana #MarshallTuckerBand #Black #Jake #Batsheet & bonus' #Hodgepodge #GuitarCall #HallOfFame #UpDOWN

IT IS THE SMOKE SIGNALS, GHOST OF GREAT SPIRITS, CAN'T FORGET THE COLD ONE
Blown in and out of the matrix cold ones, ancient mothers & fathers who hated all gods
Comedian language consumers trying to make a joke out of necessary conditions, iPods
Important to elders without property, sufficient income to continue all breathing in/out
Choice and Free Will aside, if you have no cash, THEY got you by the balls' twist & shout.

Here's the club now, in just a minute or a moment or two, I am assuming God, sweet Jesus
Saved your soul, your faithfully departed relatives, my relatives, the American dream of us
And not to mention them but... #ColdOnes will get you almost every time, it ain't personal
It's just the way it is, things that come out in the end may have been a delicacy at first bell.

Then on that last ring, however that happened, you may have had to annihilate RNA slime
One way or the other, the DNA of the cooler than ice has the judgement call, Justice done
Fetch me a beer, a cold one please, long neck out of the twelve pak, it's a matter of Time
Space of in between here & there, monkeys play up to the 99th one, time for a cold One.

Forensic examination of all clues left behind as evidence of the crime, pristine convictions
Out of my life behind the involuntary servitude of the master, high & dry penance's sins
I'm alright now since I found out you were a long gone drunkard, it ain't your guiltless fault
Still as the cadaver of a stoned heart, no beats for your pleasure, #UpYours, eternity's vault.

It's in Mary's taste inside her mouth, in deep kissed, passionate, fleeting love, All of It Ends
Nothing immortal that exists before or after I was born, Earthbound kiss to a fool's amends
Finished before I was done but that didn't stop me from tryin' to delete extraneous bullscat
Hung high & dry in a hell-hot sun, son yet the Timing's everything, y'all just forget, you're fat.

Here come vampire brides repopulating species' ninja black ghosts' on welfare's windy city
Well now, you got 21 years?  You got two ears, I hear ya, go get my sweaty long neck back
Appreciate more than you know, get back when you need a favor, it's fake double jeopardy
Love always on ice, cold ones come & gone, 'til none's left 'cept holy nuns & the Sad Sack.
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r j j  stephan, i
c.  Samedhi, Janvier 23rd, 2021 Anno Domini @ 04:30 AMPST
{  Drafted to @Santana LIVE 2020 CONCERT link @ https://youtu.be/Afaf6YWWqD4 & @AlexanderKing #TakeABullet @ https://youtu.be/y94rnf0DM_Y }

 

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#AintTheFirstTime #ItWontBeTheLastTime #FigureItOut #LongNeckSweatin' #HellHighSummerSun

 

VIRAL ONCE & DAMN, THAT WAS A COLD ONE, EXTINCTION OF SPECIES
Nobody's fault but mine, I'm high and dry, I bought the ticket to ride on the trip, paid for pain
It was cold, it was way too hot and one thing for sure, I had to forget that I was a fly lost at sea
No control over when I'm comin' back to the place I love, home sweet home, a rocky mountain
Came sliding into home with my steel spikes straight up, the catcher caught a slice of you or me.

Fought nice and easy without any effort because I knew I had already won, the dream's done
Sweat pants and socks full of my exhaust, flyin' high above the brothers and sisters of the fun
As above and so it is below, the same old thing that has the same cause for the same ol' effect
Cold One, hotter than a pistol after firing off a few round loads, drunk to heal it, hands on deck.

Brought my protection in my hands & feet, mind & brain & will to control such a good ol' fight
Survival of the fit with or without my daily twelve pak, I can deal with or without it, outta sinkin'
Once drunk beyond the pale where you don't want to get behind a god's firewheel, I'm out & in
That was a cold one I won't get back either, out my twelve pak when you split, God's sun is white.

Bring all of your germs back to the mainland and walk out of everyone's life, she stole a cold One
On the way out the corral she kicked down the red barn, haystacks everywhere in 90 degree sun
High and dry for the last time, she took the things that meant nothing to me, reminded me of her
Pretended to be upset as ecstasy nearly broke my face, a form of happiness, ain't sweatin' it, sir.

In the middle of nowhere when you're done pickin' and grinnin' tryin' not to think 'bout yesterday
Cold ones all drunk down in one late summer sun, didn't know why the world was spinnin' away
My head would not allow the alcohol to metabolize therefore I purged the elements in cosmic ilk
Flushed into wasted cases & twelve packs, sweatin' old days, not the 1st time I felt the worm silk.

Tequila & Budweiser I forgot to bring home from the liquor store, I think I forgot it in the scum
By the time I recalled my error and returned to fetch my booty, it was gone but not far, on a bum
Over by the railroad tracks I saw him with his feet up on a cooler, crackin' beers out my backpak
Hella hot sun going down and it appears I'll either get it all back or I'm droppin' the dude, a fact.

It was all over in five minutes or less once I claimed my property, the dude was an angelic hobo
I gave him a couple for his trouble, we drank one together, I was outta the ebb & neap tide flow
He didn't comprehend the language as a countryman would have, an alien, a foreign body of Id
Came over the ocean, boat, ship or whatever motherlode he hitched a ride on, God's a bold kid.

by
r j j  stephan, i
c.  Friday, January 22nd, 2021 A.D. @ 2:22 PMPST
{  Drafted listenin' to @EricChurch #DamBabyThatWasAColdOne in a loop on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/BKvE-WoooLE }
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