THAT WAS A COLD ONE, KONG! BLOWN MIND MATTERS
Spun threads of anti-matter, around a Rosy ring, like in the olden days, cromagnon hemotomas
School presence of fat men & skinny women tryin' like hell to find stairways to bloody enigmas
They told me it wouldn't be easy but they didn't tell me that it would all be over in a tiny bit
Nobody lives forever, if you're good or bad, ugly or beautiful, we'll all get to the end the skit.
Leaving your legacy or nothing at all matter little to the divine providence buzz saw my soul
Remember this, you won't remember anything a moment after your mortal wound's swoon
Nobody will lament what you forgot to say or do, nobody will think of your tombstone hole
Only you & I know better than anyone else, that this dream is a dream in a dream of a goon.
Baby cried first, thrived second & died third in the final act of the play, a finale of fool's gold
Ruptured in the rapture before the unknown became present for creation to murder the old
By accident or degeneration of the action, old body becomes dead, decrepit in rigor mortis
Nothing left over, no soul or spirit here and now or then and there, safe travels to the bliss.
Kidnapped kids who still have diapers that stunk all the way to college graduation diploma glee
Gods learned nothing from the Big Bang, lucky they couldn't forget about it, a backbone slips
Unborn and unconceived, language without subjects and predicates, woman's magna cum laude
Mickey the monkey and mighty mouse found out that masks cover up the nose, teeth & lips.
Using the force of happiness to apprehend the philosophy of life without being asleep in bed
Pick the force that will put the eff in funk and shock the monkey into an anticlimactic catatonia
Mountains, valleys, rivers, lakes, oceans of the living and the dead who used to live in synch
With the rhythm and the rhyme of monkeys' kin, the naked apes who scream and growl sin.
Rivals have come and gone, some involuntarily and others without resistance to my Will's Id
Occurrence of the birth of doppelgangers to every last human alive, here and now, what I bid
Higher low, an ante higher than my stache and the final call of your bluffing, shoulder blades
Light of the sun in the shadow of moonshine I drank from a jug, closed my eyes behind shades.
What purpose are you entertaining as your prime objective today and tonight, never tomorrow
Present is the Time and this is all there is for all of us, here in this place in Space, rottin' slow roe
Kill to eat, swallow the sea, you'll mutate into a pillar of salt, at rest after gravitational collapse
Being Time & Space, I'll be long gone with all hands on deck, here & now, God'll blow my TAPS.
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r j j stephan, i
c. Mardi, Aprile 13th, 2021 Anno Domini @ 12:21 PMPST
{ Drafted while watchin' @Godzilla vs. @KingKong 2021 A.D. on HBOMAX link @ https://play.hbomax.com/feature/urn:hbo:feature:GYFEzmwNES16GkQEAAAAC }
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Tuesday, April 13, 2021
KING KONG vs. GODZILLA & EVERYTHING MOVING - 2021 Anno Domini #GitGit #RollWithIt @SteveWinwood @Eric_Church
Monday, April 12, 2021
NOTHING DOING, EVERYTHING'S BROKEN by ONE, THE MANY #1stWomanOnTheMoon #1stPeasantOfColorOnTheMoon *
A FLY IN THE OINTMENT, STAB YOUR ARSE & ARMS
Putting the most you've ever given to anyone else right there in front of the present microchips
Then you'll die and leave some legacy behind, whether it's intelligent or counter-intuitive flips
Perfunctory this matter and energy, all that it is, was and will be the whole shebang, more or less
You and I won't know in a hundred years what was right and what was wrong about the analysis.
Service is an option as diametrically opposed to alternatives, metaphysical adepts, sons of Nepal
There's a circadian rhythm to the rhyme on which we all base our conjecture proof of Truth, see pal
You've got more or less the finished product of human evolution, it's a dead end, nothin' but a hole
Rockin' chair moves to and fro for Ma even after Pa had a seizure in the nerves and bloody soul.
Comedy trippin' in a tragedy from the orphanage where mama left me, she was a sister, in a holy see
That's all the love hangin' out of her, drippin' onto the huge rosary of beads, mouse clickin' insanity
For the ends justify the means in some specific cases of Momentous Events, tiny gangster skirmishes
Four by four marching to final four Ends where the appetite eats dead plant, animals & dead fishes.
Performing the actions on the stage when you're not afraid to get to the end of the play, a gay finale
No levity in the situation when it's Time, yours or mine, Time is money & the cash is up top's sum
Sudden impact when the shattered bits and pieces coalesced into a pile of heathen blind faith sale
Your idea of a revolution is as foreign as Saturn, Jupiter or Uranus, holding Neptune's plutonium.
Symbolic gesture of ahistorical data compiled into piles of divine smiles, silver dreams of God
As if the idea referred to is the actual thing itself, downloaded consciousness from solid rocks
Just because there was a Will of a Supreme Being, dreaming mind of a Buddah mind deep dive
Son, Father & a Holy Spirit in a bundle for a theological mythology, Earth moon & Mars live!
Perfect DNA modified to become degenerated due to wear and tear of friction and fake gravity
Hydrogen & oxygen with carbon based half-life radioactivity, theoretically, my origin's relativity
Atoms build like sticky blocks or blobs and in their inner code, become the form's secret code
Thinking and smiling about the fact that you're alive, here and now, you'll get by in laugh mode.
Going to where you can never return from, someday over the rainbow, way up high, a cold one
Space without anything living, dead and gone moving things, animals, growing synthetic sunshine
Dead, gone stardirt circling in elliptical orbit about the origin of it's unconscious verve, will supreme
It's the responsibility of nobody & there's nothing wrong with being right, a virus, a bacterium meme.
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r j j stephan, i
c. Lundi, April 12th, 2021 Anno Domini @ 10:59 PMPST
{ Jammed listenin' to #TheLifeAcoustic @EVERLAST on youTube link @https://youtu.be/tKBcS4YJxkc }
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Sunday, April 11, 2021
#GotAJonesFromSmith #TommyGunner @EVERLAST @DavidBowie #DARKStarz
You ain't rollin' my stone in front of my tomb and stoppin' my spirit with an anti-matter tour
There is nothing that can keep me away from you, the living if I want to haunt you, mi amigo
Therefore, I am what I am, eating raw spinach or red hots & french fries' silver bullet terminator
Soul on fire and got cold before then final burst of a shine, brighter than a jetblack star's lingo.
Punks sayin' words that ring true compared to what? Somethin' your mama said your pop did?
It's not their fault, they were only young girls raisin' babies into adults, flyin' by seats of panties
But lookin' real good, most lookin' so good before the first and after the third & last buck or doe
Shinin' their light from the bottom up to the top of the #BottomUp where even angels don't go.
It's unfinished not only because it's your #Woke consciousness' Will to Survive, to be or so be it
But also your stone in your mind and your hand is a notion that could melt away with a round
Random shot in the dark, you're not the target but you're the reason why you survived death
All but your mother wanted to see you die even if they needed to wait for It, puffin' breath.
Weak or strong, sometimes one way or the other matters and sometimes it don't, my cherry pie
I get a Jones for a slice or two now & then, I even get a fever and a thirst for the pits' sweet G.I.
Numb flesh down to the bone marrow, I don't like that & I want to dash & cry, I know it's futile
Resistance to the power that is, gravity and galactic solar system's children stories of scat piles.
Rocks & pebbles skipped hard & soft rock stages where bones beat skin & twanged stainless steel
Air blown sound merged with dead silence to create the rhythm & melody of the holy symphony
Treble & bass infused in the ABCDEFG sharps & flats on the cleffs, pops said it pays to be a phony
Thoughts to be the music in the middle of neither men nor mice, just a bystander of nappin' seals.
Cookin' a spoon on a candle stick in the prison cell when the guards are paid to pretend it's cool
Warden changed things, everybody addicted hung themselves by dawn from their homemade rig
Sorted out the chaff and the remains were the cream of the crop who were best at bein' a fool
All of the kings and queens women & men were all just too human to be the Truth, a GD shindig.
Meanin' no offense to the popes, cardinals, bishops, priests, pastors and ministers, a lonely road
I chose to go on that middle path, there was no force other than logic & rational thought's load
Never a crowd around me to help carry my load, it's my own load to bear, it's my Will, I'm a fan
No worries I got fire-TNTcandy, jumpin' district red-yellowish blues, wide-open mama's hand!
I made a commitment to every move you make from the wake-up to the wink-wink time space
Feeling in the inside goes outside but there's no reason for being dependent on mankind, oh gods
Meaning as much about Nothing as you've ever wondered before and never will in a #Futurama
I don't need it, I want it because the alternative is a long-time Void, boring part of the act-drama.
Conception in my father-mother mercy on my soul, unabashed & dependent only on space-time
Sons of guns and bitches' lemonade & philosophical gibberish qualifying as unintelligible rhyme
Grateful for the random chance I've entered the matter in some capacity allowing introspection
Dead in the dark alone, little American falling darkstar, mortally wounded in counter-revolution.
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r j j stephan, i { I'm horrid & horribly undead, et tous? }
c. Dimanche, April 11th, 2021 Anno Domini @ 07:11 AMPST
{ #Gashed out the cosmos without permission this AM, layin' back in Sacto gettin' a rise out of @Everlast #EatAtWhitey's from 2000 A.D. #HITs like #StoneInMyHand, #SadGirl & #BlackJesus youTube link @ https://youtu.be/tKBcS4YJxkc }
* { Hollar out, random ancestor dedication to my dad's sister Gertrude Stephan-Flashing & her husband Buddy Flashing, Fireman extraordinaire (#SuperDuperman) }
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