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Sunday, April 25, 2021

#MiddleOfADeadEndRoad * 4:20 < or = to IV/XX * #NealYoung2021archives @Temptations #BallOfConfusion etc, etc, etc...


4:20 ROMAN TIME, PICKIN' & GRINNIN' IN MARGARITAVILLE
Pleased by the facts of life that the sun, one of a billion stars, never moves up or down to goons
Just burns up the atoms of things themselves, approved of or like it or not, they're gods screwin'
You can't take any of it with you when you die, it's an undeserved gift token, an accidental tour
Of the high & mighty gravitational collapse, cracked skin, stretched out strings, needle & spoons.

Terrific and terrifying at one and the same time, at 4:20 twice every day, dawn & sundown jive
Miracles and just common, everyday causes and effects of things happening to satiate the beast
In everything and all those things in the middle of nowhere with nothing better to do than Live
Sweet concoctions yielding the happiness & beauty gracing Time in outerspace with me at least.

Emotions and tattoos all over the surface that's skin tight for six decades, edge of town still dark
Wrinkled and out of the elastic plastic, the rubbernecker bags of bones, blood and head brain
Monkeys genuflect for nobody but men do, kings & queens get it without an X-box, cancel a cult
Long and tall has an inequality between being parallel or perpendicular to Orion sword, star belt.

Sex puts you here like it or not, don't get the power of the evil ones who want to kill God's gift
Each and every one of the hunters and gatherers get a slice of Time and they defecate Tic Tocs
Awakened or in a somnambolistic, zombie state of being, walking and talking on every 3rd shift
In the gravitational collapse, in the singularity, in the holy hole of an invisible spirit, I'm One fox!

My lady is the perfect fit for the last piece of the puzzle, in the groove as it should be, it's a wrap
Gigs are all dried up from the dehydration of the seven seas, dry salt left to kill the dirty words
Not with soil but with the mind of the listener, it's right there that the infraction records crepe
Paper processed from the bottom of dead tree pulp, no print or cursive in the mind of the herd.

Groovin' inside of the inner circle where nobody but me resides, as a turtle does, out of sea shells
Breathe in and out with full confidence that it's your fuel to animate the unmoved and kill words
Wait until the pitch blackness over the water on a new moon night, a place for Nothing but birds
Unwelcome to fish in the sea and most crawling, jumping & flying prey in anti-gravity dumbbells.

by
r j j  stephan, i
c.  Sunday, April 25th, 2021 @ 1:11 PMPST
{  Drafted while listenin' to #Superstition by @StevieWonder & other jams on iHeartRadio link @ https://www.iheart.com/artist/marvin-gaye-1489/ for your edification, enjoy & be aware, this record will self-destruct once you're read it!  }
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@BozScaggs #JoJo & etc, etc, etc.... #ShootToThrill @ACDC #IAintYourTeacherFatherMotherSisterBrother @BobDylan #Jokerman #1976Desire @BruceSpringsteen #LIVE

DROPPED A LOANED DIME ON YOUR UNDERTAKER
For the sake of being alone in the universe, I am what matters to Adam's kin, sun mortal sins
Sucked to be conceived & born on Earth, rollin' die is way better than soul extinction to score
Blind faith in the moments and minutes you blowin' horns and beatin the stretched out skins
Geysers and volcanoes above the highest mountain peaks & below the Mariana Trench core.

Perfectly elevated and properly grounded to the nature of the beast and the angelic food tray
Served up without prejudice, all of the souls are empty and invisible, without Man, gods sunk
All of the women and men get nothing after this lucky break of a good, bad or ugly life funk
Burned to a crisp because I felt so cool that you looked my way and let me drive you to dunk.

Shakin' out the dreams, runnin' down the sixes and the nines, covered & #Woke of the herd
Check out the pyramid and the prism, send the light through the quadratic form, flip the bird
Higher than black stars, billions of miles away, galactic leftovers of a Big Bang, it ain't my fault
I'm just sayin' to each and every one of the lucky who get a quick proof read of the gold vault.

It's gonna be a screwball that nobody can hit out the park, it moves goofy like a wet spitball
It's just a knuckle ball actin' like a slider sinkin' and you'll see it every time, 'cause of the fall
Beaten & then risen, 208 bones originated from One cell meeting true love in a holy temple
Our mother the Earth, the woman who bore us in deep, sacrificial devil pain, so be humble.

What can allow the ignorant and the mortal to be in charge of every cell in "The Struggle"
To be alive as a slave or a master is an illusion of your historical, written and oral words up
From a deaf, dumb and blind baby to the Ivy League PhD, philosophy is always what it is
Bringin' a reason for being alive & the nature of the unknown, blind faith's place to kiss.

Keep saving your money so you can let someone else spend it and cash in on finale scenes
Could have been your labor and your time spent working for The Man or the Myth of Urs
Wisdom of the women who control the narrative of their sons, brothers & video hackers
Coming into the cage, into the rink of ice or a slab of fiberglass atoms blown to smithereens.

You just saved your own life as a survival instinct, you ceased staring at my body and soul
I'm goin' to engage you for a moment and offer a sacrifice to the gods for overnight FDX rice
Just because I thought IT was so pretty & smart, #BlackFishing exclusive attention to a hole
Before me was the gaping vacuum and it was completely black and unlit by fire, cold as ice.

Bag a billionaire, still die in a box or an urn buried or spread about a broken promise platform
Of the men and women who push the air and food down our baby throats, matter & a Form
Completely right and never, ever wrong, the mamas and papas brought on the glee & doom
For one reason or another, agreed to by wild & innocent on Springsteen's E Street bedroom.

That is where the dream begins and ends, in the bed undercovers of satin, a scent of lavender
In the End, when there's nothing left to sense, when the brain and the mind leave the matrix
A herd & a pack have the first move of a pawn or a knight on the chess board of Lucifer City
Dark angel loses a war with the light angels and still gets rewarded with tempting humanity.

It is your mind that will die someday, with or without the fear of becoming extinct, it will be
Whose fault is it in the left over pool but your own mothers and fathers, a pool of DNA genes
Random recombination and a recessive gene to support the species extinction, has been born
Where the baby is born in the jungle?  It cannot be known by infidels' love, snake pit bosom.

Princes and popes all raised clenched fists, covered by white leather gloves, Truth dogs of war
I'm always a step ahead to win & never lose a battle, win all wars near or far, beyond the door
Here's a joke you'll either laugh at or maybe not, you may not grasp the irony, maybe a joke
From my lips to the divinity's ears is not an option, who supplies revolutionary war?  A Nuke!

Witches and warlocks are all up in arms over the Ends coming without their input, doomday
Snakes will end their temptations in the garden of Eden & atomic mass will atrophy, I do say
What was your duty other than beat drums and tambourines on the dark side of moon shine
Zone of twilight wrapped it all up in a nice conglomeration, Nothing really does Matter, Fine!

by
r j j  stephan, i
c.  Dimanche, April 25th, 2021 Anno Domini @ 5:55 AMPST
{  Drafted one step ahead of the black hole suckin' @SodomAndGomorrah behind me & listenin' to @BobDylan #Jokerman on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/1XSvsFgvWr0 }
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W.W.A.R.D.?

Saturday, April 24, 2021

FASTER THAN A SLUG OR A BUG IN A RUG *CosmicSlop & a #FailureToCommunicate @ChrisJansen #RollUpYoSleeveSteve

BULLET TRAIN SCREWIN' THE PUTSCH, CONGLOMERATE COVID19 VIRUS' SOUL VACCINATION
Monkeys loose in the basket full of mindless jump shots and slam dunks, donuts, no low balls
Fresh out of the bouncing ones filled with air to pretend to defy gravity for a few bad ref calls
Not that I will foul anyone or walk without a dribble but I will stuff your face & beat my feet
Just like I always have and always will, just like my daddy said that she said to #JustDoItNeat.

Banging and jittering the climax out of the freaks of nature, it occurred to me, we're all gonna go
Whether it's from an accident or an intentional termination, last breath comes & I need a blow
Over and out but still with the program, drinking and eating my way back to the origin, it is fun
To be or not to be and wondering about that question, idiots and morons, genius' with a six gun.

Ape of the jungle, mother of all these pearls of homo sapiens who roam dirty water and hot air
Complete or not, the equation remains the same, you and I have no idea what the hell is up here
Going to the end without knowledge is powerless and pitiful, I got both, they're at One in my hair
Curls or straight, long or in skintight smoothness, hair rises & with it comes the fall of Over There.

It grows when you die unless you burn it all, your finger and toe nails won't stop it, nothing will
What I'm talkin' about is your memory of this life, past lives and future ones to make the last call
For smoke or alcohol of the Space in Time, the here and now of your kin, globetrottin' mortal sin
From Eden to this place where I sit & stand, inherited monkey meat & the spoilt milk of God's kin.

Apes, gorillas and the men that mutated from the gene pool of DNA, aliens monkeyed around it
Gave the hu-man 'natives' the plants to eat and water to drink, to stay alive for no reason at all
Just because they thought it was so pretty to have a zoo in the twilight zone of the UFO love lust
From the north to the south poles and all around the equator's seven seas and continents of dust.

Now then, for the last time I will elevate your consciousness to the level of divinity's kin, demigod
As above and so it is below, the way it is is the way it is and when this is over, it's All over for God
Sun above our faces when the Earth spins the surface we're stuck on, far from an Earth angel ego
Only I, me & mine are left in the Ends' atrophy, my fault, message to you is that all ye gods blow.

Zeus to Thor to the witness of Jehovah, the method is identical, control the savage, hungry beast
It's the way it's always been, survival of the most fit and the strongest, the wisest will survive It
There's only one way out & that's to die in peace and to rest in peace for eternity, not to be food
To be or not to be is still a question for the curious, why live and die in the Earth's evil, live good?

Only you & I know the answer 'cause we created the question from a dream of sleeplessness' con
Animals & plants, all of y'all & me & all my kin will be part of the dust in a hundred spins of a sun
You cannot stop the momentum, if you're lucky you'll get some moments of presence, know this
What I am is what you are and that is all there is, form of divine DNA recombination, alien tryst.

Predicate this subject to death, for all intents and purposes, there's a Void all around, very queer
360 degrees around the diameter of Man's perimeter, imagination of a wizard's smoke & mirror
Fooling morons & lucid idiots so that life as we know it will go on with rum, coke & a drunk soul
Until the stars fall down, until we meet again, where God's world's wars used to be, a Black hole.

by
r j j  stephan, i
c.  Samedhi, 4-24-2021 Anno Domini
{ Drafted while listenin' to @TheDoobieBrothers #ChinaGrove @ https://youtu.be/udSHItTjWyQ & @TowerOfPower #SoulVaccination link @ https://youtu.be/THgOiEKRmsY }
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