#CantRecallCantRemember #NoCanDo #Reaper #Cash #Church #TittiesBar

BURNT DEAD SCROLLS OF THE SEAS, OF ARISTOTHENES & CARVED CV + RS
God damned the idea of this Earth's platform to be spherical and empirical logic & wisdom
Memory of the ancient dream's origin, the unconscious realm of angelic, disembodied some
Bruno put some fire in the cosmic extraterrestrial evolution of DNA or a cosmic, power milk
Which form of forgetfulness do you choose, know thyself or pretend to be a slave of gods' ilk.

Forget about what you never knew and just now discovered, that form comes in & out of her
Mothers of Earth will look about them from ground to the sky and above the inner space here
Middle road running everything in sight one way, from the alpha to the omega, it will end It
Creator and the created can be everything it is, all of it is One & that One is for All, God's spit.

Death ends life and life doesn't spontaneously combust from Nothing but the Void, it's magic
Like it always was it will always be, a wise, epic phraseology mutation of Wording hella flesh
Pain of the labor my female friends and relatives have given this world to nurture the species
Of human wisdom and the problematic philosophy of a sceptic, there is now mine, up for air!

Masters and the students progress from quantum subatomics to recollection of suchness, Id
Errors unfold the essence of eternity, blinded by a kind of light, ultravioletish infrared CoVid
Monkey bites on the bytes full of frankincense and myrrh or some other dust off of the floor
Not putting you on, I never would for any reason, unless drugged & passed out, at One blur.

Four eyes behind the persona that mutates at will, multiple personalities in a rubic's ol' ally
9 moves & all sides are side-specific, everything is broken tails, silver, bronze, old rolled gold
Shapes of the unlimited infinite spontaneously become conceived and so begin to mitotically
Blue and silver for the colors of the Rolls, nothing matters, if it did I'd know, so pray for me.

Eagles fly and land, mate and eat the prey of the gum chewin' hillbilly boned and far too high
Lacking any other reason for being alive other than accidentally on purpose, off an IUD or pill
Just because I thought you were so pretty, cuter than a bug in a rug & that it ain't a white lie
It's what the hell's already gone, ultimate power makin' Aristothenes magic, my queen's chill.

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r j j  stephan, i
c.  July 17th, 2021 Anno Domini @ 10:10 PMPST
{ Minted in uncirculated condition under the influence of a miracle on Speckle Way & listenin' to @EricChurch #ColdOne & #HITS link @ https://youtu.be/4LZt4CfrfiU }
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#RidinLikeMaryTheWindIsBlowinMySails #Hendrix #Cross

ALREADY GONE APES-CHIT, RIDIN' DIRTY ON HEAVEN'S STAR STAIRWAY
Keep trippin with a loaded gun in hand & you're gonna give up the ghost of a lyin' royal blue soul
Like it or not, it's the way it is and how it's always going to be, l like it in a big 'ol, deep black hole
Mesmerized by the vacant looks of expecting mothers of invention smokin' & swallowin' the dope
In the style all babies see when firstborn into a world of swirl, homespun shaken St. Peter's Pope.

Titties and beer for the last time, just like the first time is the last time you'll know it, all of these
Most comin' & going in and out of laced panties all my girlfriends wore before happy hour lastcall
Bums and junkies failing blood alcohol & drug tests & still gettin' masters' and a PhD, so pleeease
A million days I work and a million days I get high and drunker than skunks, likin' all calls to bawl.

Sycophantish followers both inside and outside of my 8 ball box, it's a sarcophagus' rubber ball
Always within, always without me, I come & go, 'til I made a come back in a pack of Pall Mall
1st cigarettes smoked, Lucky Strikes or Camels straight, no filter, rolled up my short ol' sleeve T
Drunk on Pepsi & 7Up carbonation up my nose, 19 & change, touring Viet Nam pain in country.

Rhythm and rhyme puttin' the chops down, in a groove to let you knock yourself out original sin
Like a grand slam breakfast or home run, either way it goes all the way from there & back again
Drums beatin' the alpha & omega to begin and end with, since it's only a sandman's dreamscape
Awake & woke, done for like a steak well done, back in an invisible groovin' out of Ur to Harlem.

In the DNA of Uncle Sam and the children of his wife who gave me a copy of Hesse's Glass Beads
Put the entire origin of the known universe into my particular perspective, a lad's jumped creeds
Not so professional, self proclaimed wise man of letters, PhD in Metaphysical embrace of me/One
What It is, stay up late all along the watch tower of Jojo's Earth asphalt, bitchin' plan, All's done!

On a motorcycle, layin' down the vibes from two rubber tires and a hundred pounds of metal sin
Formed out of a million things, shining in the sun, starting up now, ridin' into a sunset soso soon
I didn't want to leave but somebody had to & I didn't want to impose on anyone else, so be doom
Pork, beef, fowl, honeybee sweet as honey, life on Earth eating one another to stay alive in skin.

Nobody wants to remain in deterioration state for eternity, it's mercy killing or die while dreamin'
Of the sheep and the fools who rule the conscious awareness with the moral imperative of milkin'
Cows, goats and the women keepin' the dream alive, the species recombination of genes in glee
Enjoying 10 orgasmic shudders in error, a necessary condition, purple Eagle is once again, free!

by
r j j  stephan, i
c.  Samedhi, July 17th, 2021 Anno Domini @ 6:25 AMPST
{ Drafted while @ChristopherCross FORCE-FED #RideLikeTheWind down my throat, link @ https://youtu.be/ur8ftRFb2Ac }
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#CopperheadRoadBiteMeHard @HallAndOates @SteveEarl #PressHereHard #TakeMyBreathAway

A HEADFUL OF TONY'S PONY TAIL, ROADKILL HAIRCUT, BEHEADED
It's always been about California girls, even if they came from New Jersey
Long as I first saw her in a golden sunlight's melted asphalt & a cement sea
Didn't matter after a moment, nothing else lived, died quick, evolutionless
One narrow way always short & sweet, it's hid 'tween us & a restlessness.

I got lost on a trail & I didn't ever really swallow lost or found third wishes
Genie knew what I needed from a bank of egos, swam away like sailfishes
Wandering from school to school & finally hooked, snagged by fool's gold
Bills to pay for the unused, unkempt, hairy unknown, promised to get old!

Goods are the things you and I need, not the opposite losses of everything
Changed effects of the causes since the first day that began a solutioning
Problems arose at random from Big Bang, random acid collisions of Matter
Blown out crystal balls inside nothing but TNT in me, I phuqd up the fear.

I got taught, to play, to work, to live and die wherever I found the Space
Could be anywhere in time from 1951 on to the present and future hopes
Common or complex, crazy or sane in the Word and the Deed, mindful eye
One, two, three or four of them, shadows look identical, Void of ol' daddy.

Picnics around swimming pools are all over with the murder, clowns' grins
Scrawny punks who watched and learned the ins and the outs of evil's Sins
Obey law now, you're the one that'll die when it's time to pay for a crime
Space makes way, rubber souls come & go, infinity's deep, a higher rhyme.

by
r j j  stephan, i
c.  Friday, July 16th, 2021 Anno Domini @ 4:44 PMPST
{ #OpineFromZionopolis drafted while listenin' to @EricChurch #TheSnake on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/4VeRO2eE1iU }
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