#FillInTheBlanks #ItsMultipleChoice #ItsAnEssay #ItsBovineScatology #SkillsNoMore

IT'S OVER, RIGHT?  #TheThrillsGone #WasNotThereInTheFirstPlaceYall

LOST MY SHOES & FOUND THEM, LET'S RIDE,  BLOW ME & YOU?
Playin' with the players success & failure, I won all the pots, believed games from occult A's to Z's
Nobody got over on a master of the chips, inherited all of them from the divine sky, hoopin' balls
Monkeys performing miracles for the minions who look and look at each other but why monkeys?
Ain't nothing else for man & woman, Adam, Eve, you or me, party-brain surviving an Earth Falls.

In the end, after the dance, you've got to give it all up, ready for a midnight snack and hit the sack
Wake up every single AM & do it again, ad infinitum or at least until the Ending, last gasp of black
Nothing is the color of everything, as black as nigh and as white as a lilly flower in bloom, I was
Not any more, the engine is getting high mileage and is being worn into the empty cosmic dust.

Pretend you are blind and deaf for a moment, can't see this or that, hearing dead air in a buzzin'
Looks like the Truth is much stranger than the fiction of my brothers' & sisters' minds high ceiling
Man or woman on Earth both #GetDown, animal or plant DNA is nowhere but right here to play
Shouting it loud or not speaking at all 'cause it's your free choice to remain mute, no say, no say.

In the party you have fun and then leave it all behind or you are shocked into a stupor for eternity
Shouting into the microphone is useless since there's no transmission, the dream's just all over it
It begins in a vacuum and ends in a vacuum, break your head, your mind is not all there, you see?
Utter devastation comin' here my friends, ready and get set, you're gonna lose your touch of chit!

Now and then, the trip stops for a moment in Time, peruse it in slow motion's cool, freeze frame
Some of the business is good and some is bad but the bottom line is it's either profit or lost Fame
Remembered after you die, your body gets nothing and your mind is all gone, leftover rockin' Roll
Rockin' the whole shebang with our 208 bones, head to tip toe, ready, get set & go, want a blow?

It's said, it's thought, it's done & that's all there is to it, looking further's wasted time & idolatry
Passed down from the brothers and fathers who are all dead now, they thought they'd live again
Reincarnated legends and spontaneous combustion formulations of vibration, fake solar imagery
Compared to me, you're the giants left in dust itself, believe in our ancestors left over suggestion.

That you are here and now, you believe is important because you, as a life form of a happy hole
Continuing the life that appears to have slowed down eternity and immortal play of God's blind
Minerals and atomic waste combined and here we are, close encounters of infinite, kinder soul
Here to be a ghost in golden bones, terrified & horrified of One sin, being nothing, Eureka's Find!
by
r j j  stephan, i
c.  Mercredi, March XXXIst, MMXXI Anno Domini
{ Felt around for my shoes & jammed this piece out listenin' @EricClapton @BBKIng & blue monsters  link @ https://youtu.be/G6Cv6DyB6lA }
FINIS
W.W.A.R.D.?

#DontBeADontBee #DoobieDoobieDoo #YouCantHoldMyH2O

I DON'T GIVE ANY WATER TO THE BRIDGE TROLLS
Things have changed since yesterday and I'm certain they'll also be a lot different tomorrow too
40 miles to hike with a 80 pound backpack and sandals without socks, limpin' to freedom's blue
I used to care a minute ago but things changed and now I'm back to the innocence of a girl scout
Knowing no good from evil, I just did what the son of a son would do, burned a candle flame out.

Monkeys, men & everything else that moves, crawls, walks, runs, jumps, hops, flies or like a rock
Just sits still because you start to lose your touch right in the middle of the end game, take stock
You may or may not need it but I'm puttin' this out there for you just in case you feel like a moron
Even an idiot knows when the time's up for your lucky ride upon the planetary accident, godson!

Freeze or melt, you will do both at last, recollection of one moment will smoke into absolute zero
Right in your face, marked on your mind in infrared & ultraviolet because, that's just the way it is
That's all there is to it, you can remember all of this right?  Not a problem after living in paradise
With or without Adam or Eve, the pope gets along, bishops, cardinals, beggars and saints, I'm Ice.
by
r j j  stephan, i
c.  Mardi, March XXXth, MMXXI Anno Domini
{  Kicked this out listenin' to some @BozScaggs & @DuaneAllman on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/Kw2iZ5QOuk0 }
FINIS
W.W.A.R.D.?
<3 <3 <3

#OldieGoldieFrom3WeeksAgoKeyLago #SensationalInvitational #ComeOnMan ! #BackInBandstandAmerica #BingeOnMyWordUppinisms

WHAT'S UP DADDIO #GG, @Batman, ALL TOO HUMANELY EXTINCT #POW
Nobody I've ever known needed a superhero to help them fix a drink, you know HOT Margarita
One or the whole shebang, everything is subject to objectification & personification of high Indica
It ain't my fault that the landlubbers are all snowblind and I don't care either, hell no, I gotta go
So if I can understand logic & reason, a rattlesnake guards nothing but the Ends to die for, slow.

Inside the crack of the world you heard about the charismatic blatherings of insane clowns glee
Unity of the sacred and sacrilegious all in your mind, one way in without any one edged swords
Just a short knife with a sharper edge than a razorback at a crossroads to Emerald city of Ruby
Savior or not, it may or may not be true, that the creator of the stars feels bad about my baby.

My thing, my baby is becoming totally aware while alive that my soul's blue & cold as ice pop, flu
Business of pleasure mutated the phenomena of this parade, an infinite chess move, queen's rook
Anywhere but home is where the heart is, home wants to absorb everything you've got inside you
Eat it when you can, drink it when you will, it's all gonna be that way, always been, man to spook.

A tautological argument for the proof that Life on Earth is a special creation, not an accident joke
Not a punishment for past transgressions or a dump heap for fallen angels who want immortality
For reality is a function of the mind, as it's recording and analyzing the stimulating metadata yoke
DNA coded theorems to display the sevens in broad daylight, seems like I'm flying in the blue sea.

Pinched and slapped to stay wide-eyed and bushy tailed, atop of my game, I suggest you resign
No sense in allowing a slaughter of your men and women on the board, 32 square sights to see
Mobile or stationary souls are the forces of the gods, to summon the power is to have blind faith
Alternative to the being being blind is a 20/20 cosmic vision's high wavelength & low frequency.

I'm just a tiny man, in flight like a bat, blinded by light without you, I knew horns would air blow
Everything alive is gonna be dead sooner or later, some food and some of it just fragmented pooh
Lord almighty there is no lord of anything, body or soul, the bacteria and virus break it down low
Simplex complex, conception & demise of bags of bone, come on baby, come with me, get it on!

In a word or two, I got mine & I hope you get yours...what 'It' is will awaken your woke mortality
Heartbeating double time and getting you older than dirt, twice as fast as if you were e'er to see
Meaning of your life and the rest of the things in existence is a mystery rockin' this Supernova X
Where, when, who, what & most importantly, how and WHY?  I'm #WastedTime of Man, FedEx.

by
r j j  stephan, i
c.  Samedhi, March 6th, 2021 Anno Domini @ 1:11 PMPST
{  Stoked up this crispy morsel to the beats of @EdgarWinter #WhiteTrash #SaveThePlanet & #HITS on link @ https://youtu.be/zC6w0mOE2Mg }
FINIS
W.W.A.R.D.?
 
"Reality makes Dreams come True; Hard To Tell The Living From The Dead" -  me
#RIP to one of my brothers from another mother, they'll laugh at me when I'm dead.