#EyesNeedAnMRI #NowOrNever #RockAndRollHighSchool @TheRamones #KZAP @KZAP #ROCK @SkyyrdsInnards @PaulaAbdul

 

TREE FAT MAMAS SITTIN' ALONE AT THE GRAVE, A DEAD FLOWER PIECE *
Once upon a time, I took myself out for a ride with a secret friend from a UFO queen's crown
Trust me when I say trust me, I wouldn't lie to you even if you were my ma or pa big @SMO
Never get caught in a lie 'cause it ain't my thing to fabricate Truth when i could lay it on down
In or out of the dream, I always won the games, I had all the pieces, all the power to pass go.

Nobody guarding the safe with the cash and diamonds, it's not mine, it's not yours, it's God's
Worry about this or that tomorrow, tonight we're gonna break in and absorb the profit gold
Sawin' the axe and blowin' the harp full of cool rhythm and blues, beatin' bass & tom tom too
Bloody fingers from the wood sticks cuttin' my thin skin, through the callouses and rags of do.

Motive for the madness outside the swampland and the meadowland up to the water's blues
Mothers and fathers left all the children off for the neighbors to tend to, hard to stay in place
When you've got that wanderlust and the ability to play the game with or without holy rules
This one time in space, a spell caused the magic to work without a wand or a bewitched brew.

Orphanage runaway or valedictorian of ivy league halls, all for One and One for all, that is all
Curves around in moves to the left and the right, back and forth, under and over kingdom hall
What you know you don't, this ain't an argument, it's Jim beam ray of moonshine, a fine wine
Smooth as silk goin' down, trigonometric brains into calculus of AMs & PMs, a murder cosign.

Cool cats pickin' and grinnin' up on the third stage's run at my bank of life's breath, God's chi
Maniacal form of drunken life, wanting to kill the living and eat the dead, like all our fathers
From the womb of all of our mothers, the darkness still moves us, beggin' us to return for tea
Moronic monkeys evolved into naked apes we revere as scribes and seers, just dead headers.

53 years ago in 1968, a bunch of time slipped by and turned into today, right here at the bow
Same space, different time, many revolutions of the planet's wobbling essence, can I say, gee
Of course I can, I just did and I will again, Gee!  Rules, theorems, corollaries in a matrix' flow
Bums and junkies used to be like all of us, born to loving moms, dead flowers, the scat of me.

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r j j  stephan, i  *CheshireKitty for the @KZAP header!
c.  Thursday, May 27th, 2021 Anno Domini @ 8:30 Post Meridien, Pacific Standard Time
{ Drafted to @TheRollingStones #StickyFingers '71 link @ https://youtu.be/V0uzD5DMt8k }
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#GreetingsFromNorthHighlandsLowland #SteelyDan #RareEarth #BigBrother #DeadPOTUSz #RareEarthBand #SysyphusOnYouToo

STEEPER THAN EVEN EVE EVER WOULD HAVE THOUGHT

God told her just like he told Adam, you have no free will, you don't need to know it all monkey

Forget about the reason for your creation, your existence and your ending before your sky time

Out of everybody's hands and it's all left up to random fortune being a wild card jack of rhyme

Your soul's gonna go where it's gonna go, nobody else will ever know, a rigor mortis autopsy.

Love you leave behind with the dormant dreams of mothers, fathers, sisters and brothers all

Finish their own lives all alone, without me as I do without them, still I keep it movin' in a ball

Around and around, rolling and sometimes rockin' and slidin' on thin ice or skiin' with a blink

Balls of fire and rocks of ice put the nature of the beast ahead of the naked ape's soon extinct.

Fished and speared my lunch and supper, even on the day I was gonna die, I'd devour the dead

What moved and died kept me alive, nourished my skin and bones until the DNA gene of dread

Dropped the dime on my legs and arms, made my arse lay down on my back, immobile & done

Curtains around my hospital bed is what I saw after workin' for the pleasure dome home drone.

After the fall, you got your fur and headed for the corner, that's where I could always find her

On the avenue, past all the side streets and cul-de-sacs, a place in the middle of nowhere spins

In an infinite circular jerk of special g-strings hangin' off our daughters and sisters and wives

Shut our eyes doesn't get it out of my sight, good luck with yours, I got mine, gettin' the hives.

Underground or overseas matters very little, you may come and go in some smoke signal puff

Neverland in your wheels rollin' up to the drive-thru speaker to order the double animal style

All on the maximum power pullin' 6 G's to lightspeed and boom, back in the saddle over here

Time isn't longer than 2 days to the next star system, heard monkeys are waiting for us there.

One female astronaut & Nano computer inside a neutrino, consciousness' mood ring of DNA

Mission impossible, faithless solo mission complete in a century of sweet dope on a display

Nine, eight, seven...before the failsafe is past, a point of no return produces the cut from It

No more mother Earth, no fire, no bong-on, nothing to do but get to an end, Bodhisattva chit.

In search of what can never be, I found it near Eureka, up near the goldmines of the 49ers

Monkey purse full of the profits of growing the alien weed, to comfort the peasants' kids

Hate learning for the sake of being able to read, write and point to China Covid on the lam

All sick and tired, all China wanted to do was use a germ warfare weapon on Wuhan slam.

Where's the weapon lab in the USA?  It's a secret but China is not a secret, on the Boston kegs

Pushin' the tea out of old town out of upper, eastside by the #LSD where angels fear the dregs

Apes evolved into pushers & junkies, if not liquid or powder mainlined veins, up to the nodes

Immortal sentence for the original, mortal sin, being like God, down &  go straight motherlodes.

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r j j  stephan, i

c.  Jeudi, May 27th, 2021 Anno Domini @ 3:33 PMPST

{  Jammed while mesmerized by a @SteelyDan #CountdownToEctasy on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/LzEZiyO_dp4 }

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@LosLonelyBoys #Rockin' @TowerOfPower #HITS #CantDrive55MPH @SammyHagar @ThreeDogNight #InTheMoodOrNot @RobertPlant

GOD MADE MAD DAMS, PLATO & THE.44's, HENCE, HORRIFOROUS WORRIES, YOU'RE FIRED {edit}

Nothing of substance & it's atomic content left when death calls your bluff, #FakeNews' hopes

Hunting the surface for something to eat without working for #FakeNews sin, white trash US

It's got a lot of good stuff the white boys just throw into the garbage cans #Saved by the popes

They have nice clothes on their fat covered bones, satin, silk, wool, fleece and I ain't jealous

If you move around inside of a shell and you can't get out to stretch your wings, you're a secada

Become a nymph for 13 years & One won't have predators & all of hatched egg young'll survive

Bums and the junk they peddle on the side streets and alleys among the throngs of succulents

It's a secada world again, this year is the 13th and the hatching will soon commence the scents.

Scribbled a message on a third dimension of the sky, we're upside-down & inside-out in the bed

Consider this, where you yourself, your super ego and Id go every night or day when you squirm

Nowhere, that's correct, it's identical to where you were 'fore a meeting of eggish pseudosperm

Perfection is never a problem, the whole universe is perfect, the parts when detached, undead.

Follow the facts & the politicians will follow you right off of the cliff, it's just this way, don't diz

Mere graffiti scribbled on subway walls, common idiots of epidemic proportions with no reason

No purpose to be alive but you know why you die, stop breathing a minute and boom, see son?

Sick no more in these 208 bones, multidimensional consciousness inherited from homo hablis.

Don't save & don't spend, follow a herd of sheeple right off the cliff to a brutal boneyard scree

I've no idea what kind of moron you think I am but I'm not your token #woke, single black hoe

Seventh son, I am what I am and I can't stands no more, would you mind gettin' off of my Hill

Hey!  Hee, come on man, you know the thing, I think I am, one lost & found spirit's rubber soul.

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r j j  stephan, i

c.  Thursday, May 27th, 2021 Anno Domini @ 6:66 AMPST

{ Tripped out of my face & fingers this AM while listenin' to the @TowerOfPower #UrbanRenewal on youTube BEFORE the @Armstrong_GettyShow on @650KSTEAM #DarknessOfTheDay #ToP @https://youtu.be/UrxRJ9HlfZk }

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