#AGodsDamOfVooDooHooDoo #ZappaScatAndLoveBone #WhatInTheNameOfZeus #BeJolie

ZAPPAESQUE STINKFOOTISH, BLACK PAGE OF COSMIC DEBRIS

What you would do if you could do what's sufficient & necessary, the sky's just a speed limit

Necessary slowdown for being conceived, involuntarily too human in a fake Greco-Roman skit

Played well as oscar & emmy winners, globe award just for writin' holy WORD of pinkish flesh

Speed of sound hatched from DNA grime of an old man's scum, microscopic, so oozing, fresh.

It's A Sign from above and below here and now, a symbolic representation of a thing itself

What will be will be, if was meant to be, y'all are up a lazy ol' shtze crique without a paddle

Moonshine is best if and only if you make it and don't actually drink it, it'll kill a good man

It's a sold, done deal and it could happen when you walk this middle Way of death's rattle.

I'm neither your parent, teacher nor your preacher but this is becoming all you get from me

An honor to #Zap you with the bows and arrows to come into your door of perception, to see

Or not to see, to ignore & obfuscate the reality behind your birth, death & necessary 7th son

Sufficient propositions to justify the necessary conclusions of inductive and deductive reason.

Bones evolved to hand your head and shoulders over to the misjudgment of Time's Spaces

Fact that I thought that thinking itself was the key to the Truth about existence and essences

As loud as the last explosion of sound in a deaf man's ears, that's how the TNT just has to be

Get jiggy with beginning from the #getGo and deducing your presence and barbwire fences.

Faith in what blind men cannot touch, can't see or feel but CAN hear the blinding infrared light

Words concocted from past meanderings of poor, suffering patients without psychiatrists' screed

Bumps in the road predictable past, all over them all, whether high or low, it's a party o'er here

Who it is that searches for & finds The Miraculous is the One who unconsciously knew forever.

Proof is both over 180 but also in the pudding, the pie and a pussycat evolved to thinketh I am

Yet if I was not then I wouldn't be typing words which mean Nothing to anyone, I am old S.A.M.

Hidden in plain view from the sky's eyes, above and below the surface to air inside the cavemen

Ignited-split atomic minds left over from a Big Bang philosophy of heaven or a tribe warrior Zen.

There can and will be no mistake and no doubt about the Truth, it's naked and without clothes

Not even a shroud to cover the naked ape's skin and bone housing of the frozen soul of a Rose

From a seed in the dirt, flower and fruit rises to get high above gravity only to succumb, to Fall

Or winter, spring, summer, Earth's spinnin' & revolvin' is all there is, Big Bang, boom, that's All!

Not your parent, friend nor law enforcement and certainly not your cosmic soup slop, not God

Highly improbable that you will read this and then rattle my cage for clarification, get the nod

Meaning is relative and you may or may not be mine but I'm leavin' you this ruby gem, it's #Lit

"Monkey see, monkey do," grandma told me THAT spice of life was true, Darwinian pasta too!

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r j j  stephan, i

c.  Dimanche, May XXXth, MMXXI Anno Domini @ 4:44 AMPST

{ #LittleGreenBag #ReservoirDogsSoundtrack inspiration link @ https://youtu.be/-ozaAvQYG_c & A BOATLOAD of @FrankZappa link @ https://youtu.be/UD5y5SbQaos }

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@BlueCheer #Hurrah #HipHipHurray #DontTicTocToe @RockyAndBullwinkle #DeaconBullwinkle

UNDERGROUND VISION  IN A BAY OF SFO LOVE, KISSES, HUGS & AIDED BONES

Power in the dark matter particles within and without the matter and the gut worm

Computers' calculations should and do become the proof that at least One exists

Who reads and who writes about what cosmos thinks, how crystals make the form

Controlled electron explosion of neutrons and protons, a trifecta in the trilogy cysts.

Science which is a wild guess at the reason for being alive other than inhumane quirks

Of the homo sapiens and the animals they eat and use for clothes and creature comfort

There is nothing more than some benign teeth of a toothless saber-toothed tiger to hurt

Nobody is safe from the predators who want to kill for hunger or for sport, Earth works.

Broken rock and Rubic cubes of rubber in a cornucopia of flombay sherbet ice, fire crack

Out of the morons and idiots in the pool, feces and urine from kids and jerkoffs who suck

Cleaned bases that were loaded everytime I came up to pinch hit all walks, 4 runs, no hits

Heads banged, arms twisted, legs broken with a foot in the grave, gang life winning, fun!

If my family needs help, the gang fulfills, if the gang needs help, I fulfill the request, +  or -

If you don't know what I mean then there's nothing to see here, who loves your highness?

I may renew the request if you don't back off, you may be surprised as you're goin' down

Took a step back from the door, it opened wide and revealed nothing but a blinkin' frown.

Dug the holes deeper than the original trenches, an old troll camp left witch's sand bologna

Broken to bits, shined glass that looked like fragmented stained obsidian from new Arizona

I could have made an error when I made my first move on the board, trolls are the doo-hacks

Cooked well on the darkside of the tunnel of love, boiled vapor, body, soul & all the stacks.

Grid of DNA recombining to elicit the highest evolution of sentient chemicals called 'em Souls

Fear above and below the beautiful and dreadful, either way you're alive, it's a mind bender

Treasure in my chest, heartbeating the rhythm to the rhyme, letting it be like a surrender

Existing in the desperation of searching for peace and destruction, death to the epic trolls!

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r j j  stephan, i

c.  Samedhi, May 29th, 2021 A.D. @ 3:33 PMPST

{  Banished from the ville for life, wrote this while listenin' to @EricClapton @SteveWinwood, @GingerBaker & @RickGrech of @BlindFaith #DeluxeEdition link @ https://youtu.be/MKGbVXDj5vo }

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#EntitledSonsOfBeachGods #Cottonmouths & #BLANKSpades @Clapton & @Cale #AzureBlues #MissingPersonWhereAreYOU?

HITCH A RIDE, GET WOKE FAR DOWNUNDER GOD'S QUIET RIOTS

You and I are lucky to be alive and due to that fortune, we get to get put down and die

Either involuntary disease or accident of causes and effects, bottom line's question, why?

There's no way that this Earth's life is the only life in the solar system's galaxy, can't be

If you were blind, not even hindsight to see anything to do with light or forms, you'd see.

Imagine for a moment, you were shot into outerspace by NASA or the minions of atheists

Eventually, in a short period of time, anyone would realize that Time means sunshine rays

Neither a ticking of a clock or a digital compilation of repetitive Arabic scratches are the One

One is within and resides way out of the atmosphere beyond the star clusters of atom-fun.

Desire and need have nothing to do with the momentum of the gravitational collapse, so

Expand as long as you can ride that wave, surf it in the curl, the head or tail, just hang ten

Conditions are at their highest quality for the fit to survive the natural selection, I'm a man

You may or may not be but if you can read the WORD, know this, I'm asleep in a dream can.

Do not awaken the giant inside of the bones, hiding from the light of today to keep the peace

Safety for the evil genii that roam the planet for plunder, then reproduce the retrograde fleece

Yesterday and tomorrow, you'll know because you've always known, it is what it is, wizard's Id

Neither the good nor the bad guy, a little bit ugly but not abhorrent, don Juan lover off the grid.

Impudent and unapologetic I am, it's not my parents' faults, they're benevolent innocence mine

Hidden deeper than anyone outside of me can find, there is no light down that holy gold signoff

Amen, so be it, to her & him and y'all on all seven dried rock, on which herds of Animalia whine

About survival, about hunger for consumption of the growing and living things, a mortal jago#f.

It ain't your fault nor your kin's intent to create a life of pain & suffering for your rewarded hog

A reincarnation excuse for settling for abuse and anti-survival behavior of the bon fire, hot dog

Inside the nucleus, inside of the proton where the neutron remains at one, at rest, a code red

There's a dark, dank sanctuary in this holy of holies, heathens & atheists reside in it, we dead?

Gambling that the gold you earned, found or stole from someone will multiply the take by six

So you play cards in Reno and win one G, then return back down to the high balls that curved

Rendezvous with the few as little as possible to mimic the end of days, atoned axe's hot licks

Time in Space created for smokin' buds, fired-up & smokin' humanity's ashes, altarboy served.

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r j j  stephan, i

c.  Saturday, May 29th, 2021 Anno Domini @ 9:11 AMPST

{ THERE, but for the grace of the gods go I, me & mine, drafted in a vacuum jammin' to #TheRoadToEscondido by @JJCale & @EricClapton link @ https://youtu.be/lxLEKPgvbYs }

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#FORGETaboutIT