#LegTattooOnMyFace #PiningForMySpace @TheRollingStones #StonesTattooYou @FamilyGuy #TheVeryBestPO

FREEDOM AIN'T FREE BABY, PEACE OF MIND WILL BE THE COST, DEADMEN PAID! *
Knowledge is power, I got some knowledge 'bout wisdom that you need to know, a blind super fate
What it is about the subject is the predicate, that's all you need, a glass of vintage wine, a shot of Jack
When you finally arrive at a destination you'll know, always headed that perception since conception
Not only are you where you've always been but also you're goin' nowhere else in this 208 bones' sin.

Now in this future, from a perspective of  madness, the minions' DNA, all too human, bonked 'em
For no reason other than just the lust of gettin' it on, who is present but me to let it all go, jukin' It
Lookin' for the Peace of Mind my daddy never had & my Mama overcame, shootin' scat, know chit
Far away from Mississip & CalExico, overseas in a land of rising sons, awake now #Woke the bum!

Came back to the world back in '74 and that was the day my eyes finally opened, rose my glasses
Saw the third eye in the mirror and it stared right back at me, ad infinitum, got hypnotized, I see?
Tryin' to pick up any woman hangin' around since '69, may even have been 1967, can't recall thee
What I recollect is the religious zealots who enculturated the beast in high school, Peter's #papas!

So from the mean streets of Chicago that I loved from zero to nineteen Earth spins of the sea tea
Orbits around the sun the first 19 times had no effect on my psyche but the next 50 years, I seen
While I was sippin' some wine, I had an epiphany and saw the reason why I'm alive, here and now
Not even a scintilla of a doubt about it, this is an accident, Life' cosmic accident, worry, be happy.

Time to let it all go, forget about it, for instant peace of mind, survival of the fittest, gang bangin'
Hung around with the teenage philosophers and the technical instructors of elitist basic trainin'
Learned how to shave and spit shine my combat boots up with my dress blues and ribbon salad
On the way to the war and back again a couple times, liked, no loved 20,000 mile combat ballad.

there was a tidbit of unknown wisdom left out in the wide open, back of the ol' hound dog bus
I have the independence day right here in front of your face, Ala, God, Deus or Don Juan Matus.
HIgh on grass or on peyote vision TV, trippin' in an LSD-25 haze, purple, strawberry mesacalito
Fine, it's all over and you got the cure, forget about all the trippin' inside your cranium, BLOW!

Like the bacteria and virus we've evolved from, we're now the conveyors of the thing itself
Love and being alive for the show is all well and good but why?  It's a journey, enjoy the ride
It's a short one when you look back on it, a hundred years or even fifty, a child's only play
It's dark and then it's light, you see the light or you're blinded by it, conscious of USA today.

Down in a swamp or up the hill on the mountainside, planet's dirt & bloody damned deadheads
You and me in an ocean of deserts, wet and dry leftovers from a Big Bang of gas, God's hind end
High or low frequencies and wavelengths of radiation from the God of gods, a divinity's dreads
Admit it, Mystery is, there ain't One, better live for today for Peace of Mind, a right angle bend.

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r j j  stephan, i
c.  Lundi, April 26th, 2021 Anno Domini @ 5:59 AMPST  *ChuckedInTheClay
{  Drafted listenin' to @LynyrdSkynyrd #DownSouthJukin' in an infinite loop before @Armstrong_GettyRadioShow @ 06:00 - 10:00 on @KSTE650AM ...link to #LynyrdSkynyrdGreatestHits #CurtisLoewBallad @ https://youtu.be/71qaX05-ArM }
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#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.

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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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