#PullTheDanmTrigger #SixShooterReload

SOMETIMES THERE IS NO SPACE LEFT IN THE EMPTY HOLE
Grown in burnin' homes of the brave & the land of the freeform street urchins & royal Brahman
All dead and gone a long time ago and some of them not even born yet, some are living proof
Knives and the nuclear missile arsenal ought to either end this world or at least become a goof
Just like your fathers & uncles 'fore you, descended from the low IQ students, a beast's burden.

Forms from random shapes of coalescing electrons, shapes of atomic matter, cover up 208 bones
Inside or outside of the things themselves, tackles are missed and touchdowns made in tight ends
Around tackles and over nose guards, a quarterback's option runs untouched, into the end zones
Miraculous search for the reason why we keep on truckin' down the road to perdition, no offense.

Veronica & Betty are under their fathers' control, scrambling with the quarterback in a super ball
I know & you know the truth about you & your kin, your sisters & brothers from others' mothers
Perfection is pie in the sky yet it is the goal of my living soul, it is the source of pure joy, oh sisters
Welcome home to the warriors who know who they are, nobody but you could have done it all.

Becoming one from many, one way or another, death's theoretical Big Bang's luck of a gun draw
That's all folks get for their trouble from innocent infancy to the guilty for mortal sins' adult claw
It's a last call for this happy hour and you'll get no more shots and beers tonight, shootin' me up
All the way down, burned my throat & stomach but soon it'll be a naked ape's cotton mouth trip.

I intend no harm by the world's words I'm using to express the view I've gleaned from the heroes
In the books & in my younger days during this life, older men, braver men wound up as dead ends
Facts of life, father told me about the expressway to paradise, southeast, west to northern lands
Simmering that heat in your temper down to the low end of burn, misunderstood all too human.

I made love to daughters of the men who raised those beautiful, funny better halves of me, mon
From beginning to the final good-bye we had serious fun and no regrets for anybody bein' a tool
I've known nothing since day one & as if I ever did, I drink up, because it's over, have a cold one
Blood & beer ran up & down from soggy boots to my foggy bottom brain's parody of a poor fool.

I jumped for your love and then one night, I jumped higher than the sun, closer to a star lover
Hid the course from every other soul in heaven & on Earth, no reason just gotta keep the pace
My heart & soul feels nothing other than this stingin' pain & singin' pleasure, #Fire undercover
Fixed up from head to toe, Earth smellin' musk, holy bones & muscles, features of a holy face.

Lying to nobody & telling the Truth to everyone exposes liars, Romeo & Juliette kissin' to slaves
The lips on the face of the head above the body & in love with the sight & sound of it's hot scat
Surf's up & the beach is full of bodies in the sand, bikinis fallin' in love with smilin' @Q's waves
We were so happy to be cops & robbers, good guys & bad guys who sell the bloody, the blue tat.

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r j j  stephan, i
c.  Lundi, February 8th, 2021 A.D. @ 9:11 PMPST
{ Drafted while listenin' to @Audioslave #ShowMeHowToLive on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/vVXIK1xCRpY?list=RDvVXIK1xCRpY}
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#PlayTheGame #SUPERBOWLV #TampaBayGOAT #TomorrowTodayYesterday #LV #BradyGoatHead

JUST PLAYIN' FOR THE CHECKMATES?
When & where this is, blacktop ends, born & raised here & now, long time ago, a far away place
Scanning the blind, folded cards with no hearts, diamonds or clubs, just a spade to dig in Space
Between ears you have above your skinny-boned necktie of a medulla oblongota, 9 zeros to see
Soul and spirit moving it all within to be the First Cause of the things themselves, atomic debris.

Cans of beer, bottles short and long necks, every one of them empty with cigarettes from big bird
No bail for me or you, we're all broke and there's nobody but a justice of nobody's peace, it stinks
Not only because you are YOU but also because YOU are a temporary fix to the permanente links
Compare the cats and dogs gettin' ready to be eaten to the ones that get fed and killed the word.

Two legged, two armed, everything except the hearts and souls in duplication of the One's singin'
Mental and physical in a neutron or a supernovae complex of galactic, cosmic soup in the infrared
Lights of the black and the white, the blues always take over before the last gasp, fear & loathin'
Mothers' pearls & One father of metaphysical essence, not the Many, One & only is asleep in bed.

Objections to the subject and the predicate of the theoretical syllogisms of the intellectual lover
Edge of the real world and the other side of the Everafter where haters & lovers get no more fun
No air anywhere outside of this planet's atmosphere, gettin' stoned or not, it's all of it, It is Done
Einstein's special & general theories of relativity, Timing's everything, it's in the Mind, it's all over.

Been everywhere 'fore today and I'll probably be everywhere else tomorrow, if I ain't well, amen
Right here is where I belong, my intention was always to be or not to be, it was the only question
In or out of The Place down at the core of the rocks called planet Earth, hell's bone dust & robots
A categorical imperative of Truth, substance, essence, a boilermaker BLAST of Jack Daniel's shots!

Evolved these apes from amoeba into the mighty ancient forms that moved from roads of red dirt
Some red and some black but all of the dirt was all that was left of the gold and diamonds, the oil
Cans all empty and there's nothing left to buy or sell, there's no wet market in sight, gods to hurt
Needing to kill A WORD, HAPPY EVER AFTER is full of dead things, corpses, pockets of tin-hat foil!

Learn to read the Words that the ancestors left to save you Time, lookin' for the pot of gold road
Starting with the sounds & inked meanings to refer to what is outside and inside God's fake mode
When the sun explodes, when you die, when all of the friends and enemies are vanished into dark
Happiness is a side of Darkness, the sadness, drops of Jupiter Truth, Saturn sushi, in Uranus' shark.

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r j j stephan, i
c. Dimanche, February 7th, 2021 A.D. #SuperBowlLV #SuperBowlSunday @ 0900 hours PST
{ Drafted to @Brooks&Dunn #RedDirtRoad on a youTube link @ https://youtu.be/zBTpoKvre84 }
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@JimiHendrix LIVE in @Maui #SoulSistersComeFromSoulsBrothers

SATURN & NEPTUNE ON JIMI'S LP, VENUS, MARS & MERCURY WITHOUT ME, SONNY

From Time's Space, filling in blanks of Timeless places where angels fear to go yet where I am
Here & now & at One with this one moment as that moment passes, I'm One with the sweet
A symphonic display of reason in a being, a body alive in the middle of nowhere, in the wings
Yet escape we must, by hook or by crook, this too will be done, I shall get to the point It sings.

Opened eyes and mindful of the uncertainty principle, it appears that creation is a fraud, a sham
Played upon the innocent and yet the only way to survive is to be guilty of the capitol crime dam
It's built up against the four walls and the ceiling and there is no bottom floor, only empty cans
To kick around on the streets when you're playin' the game in the hood with a backup Peter Pan.

Meaning nobody nowhere ever has your back when it comes down to the brass tacs of the sisters
Not to mention the brothers and fathers and their unholy alliances with the demon spirit lovers
Men & their women or women and their men, who were taught to be mean spirited gen X dunces
All you are and ever will be is the H2O of this pit and the pendulum that's swingin' for the fences.

In an overwhelming fashion, your inner value is only your breath that goes in & out of your lungs
No canons or cannons to blow your mind and body into the smithereens of their origin, hit songs
Mine or yours, the words mean the same thing regardless of the intent of the speaker's speech
Nothing at the end other than bones in a box, stones in an urn or a pall, God's gold dust's ditch.

Obvious to noone, taught to be the offensive who hate to be offended, beaten & weak, on iPods
Left over from the Big Bang of their mothers and fathers all the way back to the first squirt, me
Where I was then is where I am now and where I will be forever down the road to perdition's sea
My Ma & Pa had Nothing to do with any Original, Mortal or Venial sins, that's s#its on the gods.

Former or current, the thoughts are as they were and will always be, empty sounds signifying Zip
It's indeed all there is, these shortening days & nights are all there is, be alive, give pain the slip
Now and then be happy, have some fun, be aware that some humans only suck your sparked joy
All a vampire thing taught by the sufferingism of human DNA in charge, a species extinction ploy.

Assuming that rational conclusions from the rhetoric have a shred of veracity, this life ain't safe
An abbreviation for becoming aware that Life on Earth is an accidental collision of atomic waste
From a Big Bang in theory to a past reality of the Oneness which is now the Many eaten, the Ate
It is what it is, brains to bones in toes, miraculous love in subatomic form, fragments of a pirate.

It might have benefited the entire human race if only the One or the many knew sons and dads
Or 9 planets & hundreds of galaxies in a 360 degree direction away from the core of Earth dirt
Magnetic poles & a perpetual Time wobble during the elliptical orbit of a burned out black hole
The Sun, our closest star causes certain magnetic distortion, our reality of cosmic-infrared rads.

So, I would like to deduce a final conclusion to the perpetual dilemma for human descendants
You all are so fortunate not to be the food in the pots and pans on the fire, the strong survived
We ate everything on Earth and in the sea to stay alive and transubstantiate the atoms of Fire
Water to flow from pole to equator unless you are a Nile, a Mississippi or an Amazon new hire.

Companies are an Earth invention, nobody else in the universe gives a scat about equine foals
Whether Earth implodes or explodes is no concern for OTHER stars, only for life of black holes
Neither mother Earth nor the origin of her being itself, the sun, a star closest to here and now
Taken Word sounds as smoke signals to signify the whole shebang, a dream within a milk cow.

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r j j  stephan, i
* Dedicated title HONOR to my pops, @SonnyStephan & @JimiHendrix RIP both!
c.  February 5th, 2021 Anno Domini @ 11:59 Post Meridian, Pacific Standard Time
{ Earshot of JIMI HENDRIX - 32" of Acoustic Jams (1968) @ https://youtu.be/cjbQZXyZ2SI }

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