#WomanDontKnowMeMan #TimesSpaceChangedThings #LastTrainLeftTheStation

 

DON'T CARE ABOUT IT, FORGET ABOUT IT, SLAPSHOT GOLD'S DARKNESS
Locked into the combination of zero, eternity to the right, 7 to the left, zero to the right & again
Water and garbage under the bridge and it doesn't get any easier, snip & cuttin' my clear as-skin
Mortal or venial, original or just against humanity, the Ends are identical, smoke a silkworm bud
Nothing to contain the blood and bones, mind and brain won't work, ain't no survivin' eatin' cud.

It's complicated when you accidentally hurt another human being, they ain't no sick, nutty dog
You don't get to terminate the living unless you get permission from the power that is all agog
Government of the people, by the people and for the people saves the genome for coded copy
Alienware movin' the dots in the matrix from the chaos to the order of things, abused and free.

Ape my words, copycat the whole shebang and you'll see Nothing more clearly, for a second
Then it's all over, bright lights clear the pathway and the mothers of the inventions roll a One
Smoked and swallowed deep down into the lungs where the blood brings bang to the brains
Come and go as you please, in and out of the dream's reality and fantasy, it's all the refrains.

Repeat ad infinitum, cause and effect of the last effect is the one missing from an assassin's eye
It's the zero, absent without leave, clues leading to the solution that's an incomprehensible lie
Mothers and fathers told us not to come after they got us here the same way, it's complicated
Timing is everything, we moved from the rest and now, the unknown is known, we're all dead!

Treasure of gems, words and the wastewater left over by the piste recyclers of H2O, tons of guns
Bullets from revolvers or .45's without serial numbers, .38's from daddy's sock drawer, my funds
All I needed to go from the start to finish without being jinxed, I am a monster y'all 're afraid of
I'm all in your mind, hard to believe the assassin was inside of me since day One, Gold's the dove.

So, this piece of lead used to be the fool's gold in the 1860's, blamed murder on me, gallows seen
Undertaken to solid ground, wrapped in cheesecloth, stinkin' like dead matter, heavenly flim flam
Monkeys everywhere, eating & defecating it all, time after time, it is after all, all about me, I am
Suns and stars of animated carbon, oxygen and nitrogen blowing their cookies into a smithereen.

Last plane & train left the station, you and I are here and now, locked in tight, out of range again
Recycle the light, sound, grapevines and Mary's weed burned the whole shebang, I Am a-changin'
Quickly pass the puck to the forward, slapshot in the net, from man to empty casket flimflam, son
Spinner we are, wobblin' ecliptically, caged in revolution, moonshine GOLD, assassin's One, Done!

by
r j j  stephan, i
c.  Friday, April 2nd, 2021 Anno Domini @ 4:11 AMPST
{  Drafted the moment that Hell broke loose the fire and brimstone, lecture the preachers & listen carefully to @BobDylan #Jitterbugraggin' to #ThingsHaveChanged #TimesAreStrange #ImOutOfRange on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/L9EKqQWPjyo }
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W.W.A.R.D.?

#PlayTheGameKingsAceHigh #CheckmateTheKitty #StayFarAwayLittleQueenie

 

4-1, 2021 AD  { #FoolsDay #ItMoved #ThingsChanged }
Eternity takes too long to get here or there, in Time and Space, that's just the way it is
You are a passenger on this trip and you have no free choice no matter how bad it looks
When the Time has come, when all hell's gonna break loose on the peace of the minions
Nobody's paying attention and sooner or later it won't matter anyways, it's Adam's sins!

Taking full responsibility for the water going under the bridge, all wound up locked in a tight fit
Around the screws and bolts of the Frankenstein culture created by the red cross witch doctors
Missing here and there in the 24 hours allotted, loose change for some morons and little fockers
They get low down and you can't see 'em comin' most of the time, point is moot, don't fight it.

Eager to cease the pains and the suffering of the poor little babies of Ra's accidental insemination
Analyzing the first and the last conception of the One leftover that neither dies nor disappears
Rock that rolls all over the Space, all of the Time with or without you, it's no original mortal sin
Just shat the smoke and fire with the Newtons and the Sagans, in a warm tub of 99 wet tears.

Supporters for the things that jocks carry while they play games that might damage the goods
Or the bads or the uglies in any case, the sun's too hot to the touch and I've lost my touch too
More or less, ways and means are what's been done in the past and may materialize the hoods
Neighbors who know each other or at least are aware of the mistaken identity, house of blues.

Got high and low to snap out of inherited stupor, comfort the innocent, can't handle the Truth
Alright to be ignorant but not OK to be a wise arse little punk from the second city's gold tooth
It all comes out in the wash yet if you don't use soap, you cannot remedy the stains or the rust
Alladin's lamp or that Red Sea genii in a bottle wanted to be rubbed into eternity's red hot fuss.

You must be kiddin' when you say it loud, that I can jump in a lake, meaning go get bent, yeah
Nothing can stop the roll of the biggest rock we assume is our Mother, the Earth, dirty gold ore
I cared before but now I want more and I don't care anymore, something moved, I killed & ate it
Boneyard leftovers for purple & blue trash that walk-about Earth in Jizz bags of DNA retardant.

In a wheelbarrow or a wheelchair, dirty bastards and innocent, common folk can be a blessed kid
By hook or by crook, the Ends arrived for all to partake in, without any free choice, we hide El Cid
A come back to Presence from the grave, playin' Robin Hood and FDR, apes givin' naked speeches
Fell in love a millions times, all of y'all too, I used to care about y'all but now Things've changed.

I am on the last train leavin' the station in the middle of the night like a bat clear out of holy hehl
It's loose now, cut it loose more or less at your own peril, can't change your mind now though, so
Get ready 'cause here come the judge of you and me, commander in chief of the arrows and bow
A poke in the skin's armor pierces through to the vital organs, it's over when it's over, I won't tell.

by
r j j  stephan, i
c.  April Fools' Day 1st, 2021 Anno Domini
{  Jammed while listenin' to #ThingsHaveChanged by @BobDylan on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/L9EKqQWPjyo }

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W.W.A.R.D.?

#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 }
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W.W.A.R.D.?