#ExtinguishCulture #ExecuteTheConquered #FreedomIsFragile #GuardItOrLoseIt

LOCKED IN TIGHT & OUT OF RANGE, IT'S A WRAP, AIN'T THAT SOMETHIN'
Losin' hands dealt every Saturday night, same time, same place, for no reason at all, I'm all on it
Lovin' hearts all around me, all of 'em know I don't have one so they overlook & jinx my afterbirth
Punks & the mothers who reared them, also punks themselves, none of them responsible for spit
H2O monkeys that saw what they saw & repeated the good, the bad & ugly, for what it's worth.

Believe nobody, not me or anyone else trying to persuade you that their human mind won it all
Struggling from the first gasp of heat at your mother's thighs to the last huff & puff blowin' hehl
To the depths of Hades where the brave humanitarians fear to go, no food to go, no, no, low ball
Out of the blue, found out that there was nobody left to watch my six, so I had to ring a 3rd bell.

Passing out first, then passing through the gate, the door of the zone, between heres and theres
Indescribable with the Word given to people, places and things, this is neither of the three bears
Wheelin' the first woman I met on down the street to my place, to the lobby up to floor eleven
Sudden impact inside the front door, I got mugged, I got fooled again, I got married for seven.

Not years or months or seven weeks but 7 days with my bonehead in a noose, angels are my fans.
Inside of the narration of the story there's the pain and suffering nobody can see or share, blow
I don't give a flying dirigible what you or anyone else thinks, shyts gonna move, it's got to flow
It's all liquid sunlight under the bridge, it's my bluff, I got one & I'm bettin' deadmen losin' hands.

In the air, above the Earth and seven seas, Time slows down your life's perpetual motion to zero
Faster you go, slower time goes until at the moment before you reach the Truth about you, hero
You nearly give up and then like a lightening strike you return to the star it came from, asteroid
Things being the conglomeration of every atom in the cosmos, a universal particular, an android.

No soul in inside to survive your corpus dilecti inevitability, it was the rumor about propaganda
Bloodless monkeys pushin' the buttons to fill the cups already run over by a black albino panda
Ways and means committees to cause the effects, love & hate to do the unsustainable cowbell
As above, so below Earth's stratosphere, astronauts violated the deal, out of the hole in Hehl.

by
r j j  stephan, i
c. Saturday, March XXVIIth, 2021 Anno Domini @ 3:33 PMPST
{ Bobbing & weaving FROM THE VIDEO "Do Not Worship The Powerful Ones From Your Sumerian Heritage" on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/hbfeE7OC_uU & watchin' the movie @Coraline on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/SwIsLgRM4ts }

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

#SunshineBumpsOnGodsArse #NeedAGypsyToTellMeWhy #LeaveYourMindAloneAndJustGetHIGH @AllmanBrothers @VanMorrison @KingKong

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I GOT DRUNK, PASSED AWAY IN CRYPT CITY, BY THE CAMPFIRE UNDERNEATH THE CAUSEWAY
Fill a buster with the liquid or solid or gas and I'll show you how to take up all your Time's space
When your mother interrupted your father's coitus, bang you got the One first served, about face
Morons & idiots featured in the early shows & even more of them are late, trimester assessments
It's not for me to say, reasons that God created man, a soul full of Genesis-Revelation testaments.

Bible thumped away to charity, Holy See surviving until a dark event, black, holy divinity's disdain
They had no idea why they were on the planet either, they just didn't think about it for the pain
Counterrevolution of the many men and women who grew from bad boys and mean girls of God
Reenlisted for the eternity of infinite equations of inequality, a percentage of minuses and zeroes.

America to Amsterdam we all got the soul train when it came around the bend, girls on the tracks
Boys on horses catchin' up to the caboose where all the booty got stored with armed guards axes
Bounty is less than you'd like but it's better than nothing, absolutely nothing has no profit for God
Religion & metaphysics of the ignoramus, a moment out of Time, after you die, we'll be all good!

You look like a chump or a King Kong mutant, a distant descendant without hair, naked, apelike
Without tools for survival among the fittest of the fauna present at the Origin, a paradise spike
No need to hunt or fish for sustenance, everything was there and there was no need to recycle
From what you eat to what we all know comes out the other end, where gravity pulls to defile.

At the moment of death, the sphincter releases the leftovers for the old ones who were o'er fifty
Shat was always on my side but we hid it well, underground more than six feet below crypt city
Grounded to electric charges coming out of nowhere in and out of Space, Time starts to red rust
Opened up wounds all bled out and there's still something left, it's nothing but it's all 'bout dust.

Worried men get killed and the ones who don't worry about anything at all, well they die too
Nothing to see here, move along while I stand on the gallows with my neck in a noose, git ready
Locked and loaded in the most positive way, the middle way, a center path from here to there
Dressed up and dressed down for the prom, I never looked around so I can't recall that I cared.

There that one chick was were her hands on my knee movin' up my lap to the Monterey beaches
A movement of mothers and fathers to get sisters and brother, a friction between dogs' leaches
Symbol to understand the meaning of this universe, whether you're alive or dead, left to the rust
Culture of conwomen and hooker men, all of them on every Earth continent, mortal, atomic dust.

Who used to care still cares but they don't want anyone else to know about it, hidden can't seek
Nothing moves when it's quiet and dark except fools and thieves who have a screw loose upstairs
It might be good or bad or evil but either way, it's gonna be desire, need, disappointed me freak
Remember all of the people who're on Earth no more, millions believed one big lie, heaven cares!
by
r j j  stephan, i
c. Samedhi, March 27th, 2021 Anno Domini @ 1:11 PMPST
{  Drafted while jammin' with Holy Ghosts (my kin) of Alpha Centauri to @VanMorrison "LIVE in Montreaux" on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/Q9rYW1UWkKs }
FINIS
W.W.A.R.D.?

#ItsYourAudibleCall #GameStopper #ItsOverWhenItsOver

HOMEY DON'T PLAY THE TETHER-CAT CATHETER SHEET
In the middle of the empty room, you know right where you stand, where you are at in Space
A dream at dusk when white light turns red-orange or daydream at dawn's early lit book face
Flowing and having fun being alive before the exit from this cruel, cruel world, a day's seized
If I wasn't supposed to be alive and be caused by the accident of my mom & pop's DNA pieces.

Apes are gorillas, all too human, question the meaning of the dead men's infinite wisdom of pi
All they actually know for certain is 3.14 and that's all there is, evolution from a star's Big Banger
This is the Time in Space my father warned me about with the #FactsOfLife, I'm here & now to fly
Simply complex cell of protoplasmic words whittled down to rock hard wood, erected to the sky.
 
Baseless foundation of complex anima appeared through spontaneous combustion's redhot star
We call it the One, it's the Sun caused liquid, rolling stone turned to skull and bone, a jolly roger
Leaning just because of the angular momentum of the swan boats and lilly pads of frog graffiti
It's a coldest pond near the bog and swamp of the grounded mine field, hell on this Earth party.

Trouble means nothing while in possession of the invisible philosopher stone, words of my spells
Magical wands in the wrong hands pass to the right hands and #Presto, a truth must be told too
Dirty TV screens and babbling speakers without lips, just a plug in an outlet full of power to be us
You, me & everybody else, getting respect or not, we live & die, losers all gonna go, you feel me?

Often if not always begin your premise to your argument's conclusion with the word, "SO" & then
Cry or laugh about what you'll say to Pete and repeat the mantra ad infinitum, until you see a Zen
Nothing special less than a neutrino, larger than a Super Nova deep in space without eyes to see
Talking without saying anything any intelligence might muster as a sign of the creator in creation.

There is no creator here nor there, it ain't my fault, I'm just a messenger, a scribe of the scribbled
Monkey in & out of a cage, potty trained, educated in the West & East ilk of humanity's struggle
Best friends don't die twice, unless you count in your sleep, cut oxygen off in a wetdream's dread
Meaning nothing, much ado about nothing that has presence, soul, mind ain't there, you're dead!

by
r j j  stephan, i
c.  March 26th, 2021 Anno Domini @ 11:11 AMPST
{  Drafted in total Oneness & listenin' to two hours & two minutes of #LowDownDirtyBluesNumberNine #9 link @ https://youtu.be/V-iuU6ne7ws }
FINIS & STAY CALM DOGS
W.W.A.R.D.?