#LongRanger #LoneRanger #NoOffense #TackTactics #WARtheBand #TowerOfPowerBand

SIMPLY A ROYAL FLUSH, IDENTITY THEFT OF A SUBATOMIC COMIC

Most bunk comin' from orifices' of babes and their parents is milk of the ilk of the enculturated

Ones who may or may not be aware that death is comin' for their soul, sooner or later, we dead

That is all there is, look around your planet woman & man!  See the spirits in the night, hotrods

There you go again, being a creationist and proclaiming an unfounded profundity, suns of gods.

Curbside bangin' of straight razors, ready for the fight, bad odors, bad breath of mouth breathers

Apathetic malfunctioning genome knowing DNA hopelessness, one's vain hope of Liberty's seers

To be or not to be is not the only question, there's another and that's the 64 million dollar One

Smashing your mind and your face back to the top of your backbone, a cervical serving of bone.

To land on your feet after you've leaped off the cliff without a bottom, Time/Space to One's max

In the maelstrom goin' down with the pressure of death's pending doom rushing to a holy climax

For all of the viral infections and the top nuts in the pine and evergreen trees, caves' naked apes

All of it is One like the musketeers only instead of three or four, it's an infinite series of rat traps.

Stay with me on the beach, the surf's not comin' in yet & there's a chunk of my surfboard stuck

Deep into the bottom of Malibu's origin of the breakers, I hung ten and now I'm ten miles high

It happens to the best of us, professional and rookie, we are the best and then we lose the touch

Bunch of hooligans runnin' Humanity of Mankind, genius' EVIL gone backward spelling, LIVE!

Descendants of paradise or the Big Bang before it became plants and animals, Earth fauna dream

Of divine we've never seen nor heard from, attributed everything to an Atheism's whipped cream

Just in Space, hangin' in a retrograde orbit as an electron often does around the nucleus, surprise

To be on good sides of acting well to others, evil/live karma will find all of owed debt, blind eyes.

You lose it all in a second due to an accident or intent of another, then you arise to dope's apex

Accidentally on purpose you rise to the top of the milk's cream and become the good tasting sex

Are you kidding me?  You can't have young adolescents read & wonder about the gods' origin lot

Firm sentence to death for all & for all for One's death, down into a Singularity, it's what we got!

by

r j j  stephan, i

c.  Mercredi, June 23rd, 2021 Anno Domini @ 7:11 AMPST

{  Created from Nothing but Fear & Loathing for the Big Lie, the Hidden Truth of skydiving into the ground of Being nowhere, being nothing & listenin' to @WARtheBand #SpillTheWine LIVE on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/3i0DMbCKnAg }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?

#CrunchTheNumbers #ZeroResultingVoid #NeedlesNailsKnots #Aerosmith to #Grandma to #TheEagles #ShesGone #ScatInYourPantsFlightInAFighter #PullinSomeG'z

#NoSINGULARITY

DIRTY NEEDLES NOR SPOONS, ONE WICKED WAY GOD
Yet, here I am and here you are and we're in for the long haul in our Freightliner conventional
Among the bandits left over from the days of raping and pillaging our Mother's & Father's Id
Which is all we've inherited that survived the fear & loathing in purple pain and suffering kids
Orphans or adopted due to faith, hope or just simple charity and care for brothers of this ball.

Of Earth and this moon not far from us are the only THINGS we have, what is this though?  Um
If you don't move it, meaning all of It, you're gonna lose it and that's one of the facts of Lif­­­­­e son
Mints don't help your bad breath when you're ugly outside, even if you're a beauty of an ice soul
Among the many continents on this planet, some above and some below the sea level, it's a God.

Earth is all there is Man!  WTF does it take to bring the ones who live long enough around to It
Underground is more than an alternative, it's the destination man, what in the HF are ya thinkin'
Melody and lyrics to the theme songs of the game, love or lust or just the general fear of occult
Unknown to the minions who keep the 10 commands & golden rules that apply to pepper & salt.

Monkeys is about all you can determine, nice enough chaps & chicks to die for, not one in a bar
To help you to the immortality that's coveted by the ones who only rot in a box or sit in the car
Needing some gas in my tank because when high test is gone, there's no way to run, engine died
Becoming just one of the many with Nothing to lose, all in vain, to be God is to be alive, crucified.

I threw out the new stuff with the old stuff and now I've got no stuff to carry in my backpack, so
Good pair of walkin' shoes to get from points A to points B which I frequently visit, a bit of a blow
Behind or ahead of me is eventually gonna be the last of me, like Tbones of ancestors y'all forgot
Gonna walk back on the princes, kings & queens, no foundation other than a Bad Space, hotspot.

by
r j j  stephan, i
c.  Tuesday, June 22, 2021 A.D. @ 8:40 AMPST
{ Drafted as @Prince played @Montreux2013 #SHOW3 (HD) @ https://youtu.be/PpiZ1lvejgQ }
F I N I S
w.w.a.r.d.?  #notWoke

#TortureToWaitForLifeInLimbo #GitGit #OnYoKneesAndPrey #JetsonsDirtyLaundry #Everlast #Everclear #EverythingsGonnaBeAlright #KickinEmWhenTheyreDown @BobMarleyLaughs @CHICAGOtheBAND

 

<3 <3 <3  #KickEmAllAround #IsTheHeadDeadYet  <3 <3 <3
TURN OFF YO' MA's SQUEALS ON WHEELS, COOL YOUR JETS' SONS *

Punched in the face with a left hook and a right cross, I had nothin' left but I killed the dude
Now and then this chit happens and you move on man, there's nothin' you can do to set sail
Upon the Pacific or the Atlantic seas of delight, karma's major complaint is you hide too well
For the sake of Oneness, an historical record indicates that the coyote always lives to be rude.

Chumps lining up at the door to get a gander at the Jazz goin' on outside of the dark room hole
Inside of the moms, we come forth without being thoroughly baked, we can't rise to the maypole
Goin' to play ring around the rosies with my pocket full of posies, pussy cat, we all fall down bad
Last one down is a big, fat clown & nobody in their leftist mind wants to be clown, happy or sad.

I will take care of her pops, she will move and I will compliment that grace with steady giddy-up
There's no need to worry about this, worry about the nature of good and evil & let me know why
I was the man in your little girls' lives, she found the one guy just like her pop, let her go be freed
From the shackles of mankind's historical record, writing written on cave walls & tree limb pulp.

Stay with me for one moment or two, everybody has a father, damned good & others spasms
Tequila & Barry White tunes, a super supper with my lover of my brief trip on light phantasms
Being a punk wasn't easy but I worked out the assignment, cub scout, boy scout, Air Force kid
Walkers on feet and claws, hooves and the slithering ones who go over and under it all to skid.

Monkeys is what I've seen in the zoo and on the tube electric, no clothes on but we know it blows
Gods in their own right until they can't find a friend or a place to eat or sleep in peace, fair game
On being leftover Food, it's not the case but take it from me, y'all don't wanna know Truth's bears
It's all about exchangin' Benjamins now, nothing is empty & if it was full, can't buy immortal toes.

by
r j j  stephan, i
c.  Lundi, June 21st, 2021 Anno Domini @ 6:66 AMPST  * TurnTheFaucetOnItsDrippin
{ Common Grounds of Coffee & Heavy Metal of #WeedMap to euphoria, drafted while listenin' to the #JimDandyMangrum jam #JimDandyToTheRescue link @ https://youtu.be/LyEgrWw0Xog }
F I N I S
W.W.A.R.D.?