#SkinTight #FelixTheCat @TheTemptations of the GOD ALPHA DAM HAS DIED AGAIN, AD INFINITUM . . . EH BEE SEE? #TheRolingStones #EH? @AnthraxOriginCoVid19 #ANTHRAXskillsOnPandemics #ThatsGoldJerry #ENDS #TheFarSideCompleto

KEEP IT UP MONSTER, COVER UP TWICE

Systems provided from evil, live, inner sanctum where werewolves & he-men fear to go forth

It's a dream you get from a first light that blinds you without a shining mirror of my self worth

You and your mama, your pops, sister, brother and replicated DNA, an unholy amoeba's amigo

Necessity & the variables of everything else in the i-universe is defined as follows, a Do Si Do.

Truth is as plain as day on one side of the Earth when it's clearly night on the #FarSide of God

If and and only if you are deciding to put me ahead of the cart, know it, I ain't a winning purse

I'm a distant relative of the monkeys who aped the things they saw in front of their eyes, blood

All there was could be described as hunger for blind faith in staying alive, as in a song's hearse.

Humor identified, keep up the jokes that are funny and even ones that stink, love groans, it blows

For the last time, there's a change to perfection which only comes around once, it's One & dunes

There's no things left to know other than everything, the whole shebang from inherited T-bones

Ancient both common and occult Words, sounds even a deaf and dumb guy in the corner knows.

Listen to me or not, read all about it, the headlines or the bylines, sports page of failures to score

Needing and wanting more than you'll ever get, it's not a matter for worry though, a joke's a door

To laugh at the comedy of the tragedy your mother and father gave you on a silver-plated platter

Giving fish & water, the gleaned growth of the seeds that fell from a heavenly gated mad hatter.

I took it because it was a given, if it was not given, I wouldn't have taken it & only you know me

Like it or not, The Truth is Unknown as is everything else in the universe other than your 208 bones

Wanting to play outside when you're a young tyke on a bike is normal, it'll fade from rollin' stones

Tribal smoke signals on the plateau float up into the blue sky full of cumulus clouds' asterectomy.

Love, attraction, you know, I know, it's a thrust toward the genome's survival, it's every planet's god

Jabbed or jibbed from the awakening to the annihilations of what you think you are, come on hotrod

Over the cliff with lemmings who followed the leader into the pit without the pendulum, I am agape

Still at one, anonymous for eternity, ne'ermore a mover, shaker or genotypical mute, good-god shape.

by

r j j  stephan, i

c.  Vendredi, June XI, MMXXI @ 9:59 AMPST

{ Drafted listenin' to @ArmstrongAndGetty rant & in the end, finally 'fore it was a moment too 

late...#GitOffOfMyCloud @RollingStones link @ https://youtu.be/QYgJZ79FmBo }

#WearWARwell #WornWell #WellHole #NoodleUpJackHoffMan #EyePudding #ChurchLady #StopNow @NewSameOldStories @ZZTop #RioGrandeMud @SNL #GetOverIt @TheEaglesBand

GOTTA HAVE HEART, LOTS OF HEART, NOODLE THROUGH IT 
Dogs are all in the hunt unless they're dead and gone, you know who you are, dead to me
Just like if I never met you ever on this planet, you don't exist if I don't acknowledge it, see?
You don't, I know you don't because it's impossible to see unless you're me, & thus you ain't
Not even close to bein' me, just because you think you're so pretty but I am not, I'm plain G.

Out of a hot womb in Chicago's river of tears, descended to a holy burial lake of beat the clock
Into the frozen tundra outside of the house, in the ever wild, blue yonder where angels all go
Like it or not, it's where I come from, I gotta a song or three about that very thing, gonna rock
On the third of September or the end of my days, either way I gotta go when it's time to roll.

Satan rose in my soul and got beaten out by the priests and nuns of the Father's bloody blood
In the Holy Name Society, proudly collecting the alms for the Savior of the sorry souls of God
Made perfect as usual and blame for the failure goes to all, freedom fighter folks' old GD men
It's not the mothers' faults that the fathers seeded the furrow with living germs, too human.

Sworn oaths to stay on the road until my hands were frozen stiff, cold as ice, silver lined hole
All the philosopher stones have been hidden from those trying to turn the lead into holy gold
Responsible for everything, nothing and all of the matter in between, I am all you have sister
What I am is what you are & we are what it is, substance of the WORD, water's out of order.

Over the falls, the end of the dirty cliff of solid, cold stardust, all the Earth is that cosmic stone
You can adjust to the circumstances either now or never, if you haven't already, sin of the sun
To be or not to be was never up to me, star light so bright that there's no resistance to noone
Smiles to open the gap in the pie hole, showin' chicklets buried in the jaw bone's skull, so fun.

Irritating the epidermal cover & causing the dysfunction, unhappiness the ticket to lose a bet
That you could use whatever gets you through nights of the unknown, to avoid Adamic debt
Lurking around every invisible atom, no molecule or even an electron can escape the grip chit
Not only am I One of the Ones, You are too, Many is the calculus of the genome, DNA's stith.

by
r j j  stephan, i
c.  Jeudi, 6-10-2021 Anno Domini @ 6:10 AM hangin' with the @OJays #ForTheLoveOfMoney link @ https://youtu.be/GXE_n2q08Yw }
FINIS
W.W.A.R.D.?

#SystematicIndeterminism #AnalyticalTrigonometry #3DchessOnFire @AC/DC @DarylsPlace #MIlesKindaBlueToo

INSIDER OF THE OUTSIDE SHELL-HELL OF ATOMIC NUCLEI
I am neither your father, mother, sister or brother & not even a distant cousin from Venus
What matters is what's happening here and now before you die and meet death's big fuss
What it is to be non-existent without a body and without a soul, breathless & inert as I am
Breathless now & forever from now on out to the infinity of ancestral heritage, One's dam.

Imperfect as the gods are, in the lap of faded dog-tags off of my neck, kicked into my teeth
So that everybody knew who I used to be, insane or not, my breath was taken away, you see
Nothing more than the facts of slippin' away into the dark, red and blue, purple microdots
In the trip of your lifetime, between the sheets of your mama & daddy, makin' DNA's robots.

For the sake of Nobody and Nothing but an empty sphere of wisdom's pass for knowledge
What the hell was all of this looking at life's situations, causes & effects of my cash hedges
All too likely that you played with Fire for the last time, a Hot cremation, I'll recall to shout
Lost it all in the deep-purple crush of orange & green, a roll & a smoke puff, get trouble out.

I dealt the hand but the cards in the deck were stacked against me, stick a quarter in the juke
Boxed in a cube of six sided iron and steel, I'm never going to let the secret out of this world
In synchronistic unity with whatever Oneness is, whatever I am, the work of the demigods
Not here and not now, revolving around some other solar system without you, got it hotrod?

Special consideration for the minions who allow the high pitched buzzing in the head not ears
Deeply ingrained in the mesh of grey water matter, left and right hemispheres of cortex fears
On the train or off of the rockers we inherited from the boogie woogie women who did do It
All to get you and I here to see what's goin' on in the world, our only stage, everybody'll exit.

by
r j j  stephan, i
c.  Mercredi, June 9th, 2021 Anno Domini @ 5:55 PMPST
{ Concocted 'tween GenX & GenY for the purpose of carving the ZorroZ, to be or not to be the homeless, jobless, hopeless leftovers, ash, cosmic dust, on the way to kill God's monkeys; while listenin' to the #BestOfMilesDavis on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/bAC5Vf1REZg }
F I N I S
W.W.A.R.D.?