#CockSure #ConfidentialSourceExposureS #SpyVsSpy #HunterSThompson

DIRTY & ROCKHARD, SQUARE HOLE, A DEADMAN TOMB'S TOOL
It's all there is to see and there's only one question & only one answer, existence without solution
Without any luck getting through this life appearance from random conception to gametic seed
Inductive and deductive arguments come in due time by the age of reason, third eye's open, son
Mighty almighty, invisible force given credit without obligatory blame for failure, One king indeed.

Now in this redundant lapse of logic and reason, Spy vs. Spy, moronic idiots pay taxes to be free
So that the morons and idiots who were raised by morons and idiots can survive this catastrophe
Of being men and women, alive and all alone in the solar system, at least, possibly the galaxy too
Any continent and any sea that grew from a Big Bang is nothing but the speck of dust, me & you.

Holidays' Nothingness celebration & dance to music of absence, nothing Earth can do, it's a skit
Fortune has no justice, it's random collisions of matter, love, marriage, solitary expiration of chit
Happiness of course, like the hay of a horse, the oats, the water, the spunk of punks' Marx' mark
A philosopher who knew nothing gets throngs of morons and idiots to believe Utopia, in the dark.

Squeaking mice and the cauldron mix of the witches & warlocks, a menudo of magic spells kill ya
In the spin of Earth, the wobble around the sun, called Time and the rest is Empty Space, etcetera
Now or later, after you sleep for a few hours while Earth NEVER quits, automatic or revolver sent
Barrels locked and loaded, ready for big bear or mountain lion, hostile to me only for one instant.

I will give you nothing and you will get nothing, don't ask me if you're an idiot, ask yourself, WTF?
You have the answer and nobody else does, you're going to die when it's your time, survive or die
Don't cry to your mama, she's already gone and your daddy don't rock and roll any more, gotta fly
Wings clipped, athlete's feet ruined skin & tarsal bones, gods suck illusions when it's serendipity.

Poking around with or without you, I have the stranger spies who want to know if I'm spying too
On them and everyone who thinks that they need to #FreeTheNipple when it's already GOAT flu
#COVid19 means #CommonCold, a great man (FDR) said I said, "NothingToFearButFear" my dear
Utter nonsense in Word forming, planet Earth's dustballs, Spaceballs' trip, it's over when it's over.

I won't be quiet when I can be loud and shout until I lose my voice or Silence descends upon chit
Here & now and into the near future, #StopTheHammering on @Twitter & a @Nogginbook troll
Predators will consume the prey, look into the historical record of humanity, so peaceful, play fit
In The End, to be a healthy corpse, this seventh son sees clearly, it's over when it's over, @Hole.

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r j j  stephan, i
c.  Mardi, July 27th, 2021 Anno Domini @ 7:11 AMPST
{ #ESSE - Drafted to @HunterSThompson #BuyTheTicketTakeTheRide in a loop on youTube link https://youtu.be/VlAZV_EsSSE }
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#WhoDoYouLove #WhoDo? #YouDo #LoveYou #CAKE & #STONES

DEAD FLOWERS AND PEASANTS' DOGS,  A CLOUD OF IGLOOS ROLL STONES
Black ice and snow don't matter much when it's all over the place, in every nook and cranny
Opened the holy hole in the wall with a cannon blast, there was no other way to be so free
Closed the gaping crevice so tight that microatoms merged into a long jacket & a short skirt
Gas uploaded into RNA/DNA forms on Earth, no evidence of life, planted animal on star dirt.

Pierced my ear & allowed my wife's bestee to stab my lobe with a hot needle, a shot of JD, done
Fabulous to have the holy lobe, nearly like havin' a @RollingStone lips & tongues in cheek drone
Monkeys and other australopithecines deep purple hearts of seven continents pretending so well
That their life means more than just surviving until you die for an unknown reason yet it don't!

You want immortality outside of Earth in heaven or hell, your mind made up the place in Space
Couldn't handle being here and now and then dying with no hope of any after this life Life's race
Start to photo finish, it's a blast from the past and an inkling of the future, but what do you care?
It's a dream within a dream that's out of anyone's control because they don't know it's God's face.

God's face is the face of nothing you've ever seen with your eyes because it's invisible ultraviolet
From Sidney to Juneau, Time in Space ticks off digits, cranks the hands counter-clockwise infinite
My own claim to fame is being the most unknown absolute in the universe to jack around the Id
Personality disorders cover me up from the base egg to the ash & dusted bitch & stud, a grim kid.

Living in color or black and white doesn't matter at all if you find no joy being alive, staying alive
If you've gotten past the adolescent stage and you're learned ethics and morality, you'll high five
Not high three or four but high five way up there above 8 feet high, where angels fear big dicks
Going to home now, I'm fine, it's all good, old Stones are eighty years old, monkeys on river Styx.

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r j j  stephan, i
c.  Lundi, July 26th, 2021 A.D. @ 3:20 AMPST
{  Drafted while listenin' to LAVA overflowing @RollingStones concert (LIVE in Newark 12/15/2012 link @ https://youtu.be/NjS9yr6eSu8 }
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#Genii #Genius #Geneless #Gina #TheSnake @KennyChesney @EricChurch @StrayCats @ChristinaAguellera #KnowingChit #NewRadicals

PABLO'S FUNK HIT THE 4 WALLS, NO OFFENSE, NONE TAKEN*
As one foot gets planted directly in front or behind the other, you advance in Dixie rhyme
To or from the target, a bull's eye of your visionary destination, in or out of sublime Time
Space is what you can't get away from since you're always in it, alive or dead in deep Space
First to last gasp of oxygen, nitrogen, hydrogen and krypton atoms from a dot Matrix' face.

Mothers of the suckers who are born every minute, you and I know it's true, we're the Sun
Of the men and rats who ruled the world of holy ground, a dead star coined, gated & pearly
Yet it's not what it seems, it's not what I've ascertained, everything's wonderful, a liar's holy
One or Many are one & the same, like drops of H2O pooling in divine original sins, it is done.

Body of work, painted canvas or scribbled tree pulp combine into the sweet soul funeral pyre
Buried deep in the psyche with the beating drums and chanting while dancing around hot fire
Nobody gets out of this life alive, not even the gods who have come and gone, gods are dead
There was One & it broke into Many pieces of skin and bone, alone, all alone, all in your head!

Antarctica, Europe, Africa, Asia & the Americas, Australia all Earth left to freezin for no reason
The sun, our star is a mere 93 million miles away burning Hydrogen like there's no tomorrow
For someone, someday in the future there will be no tomorrow for them, it'll come to blows
There's no free will of the mentally ill, the ilk of humanity, philosopher kings to God's hobos.

Malfunction of the cosmic rhythm which is a series of random collisions of H2O atomic matter
Making this reality that is formed in a non-material, yet present mind, thoughtful mad hatter
Neither of us, any of us on the planet's ground, black, red or gold in the dirt, salt in the 7 seas
None of the living, the dead or yet to become conceived in wombs, nobody'll get out for free.

Prices are high when everyone has the gold, when the gold is gone prices come down, history
You cannot make this short story up or stretch it into a novella or an epic, dramatic #Talkie film
This is it, you wish you were in Dixie left to live, die & forget about it, it's over when it's over
Done had fun, pleasure and pain in the air, on the land and over seven seas' imaginary lover.

Now, the ends of Time, sitting on a bench, looking out for nobody but me & my baby monkey
He runs the show when I grind the organ and play the Italian folk music, monkey's got beats
Dancin' he'll do with or without anyone watching, I believe he's just trying to figure it all out
Why's he waiting for me to give him food and a place to sleep, neat & clean, like a boy scout?

Matter and energy concerned the gods who came before the Words were written in for a son
On walls of caves now underneath 7 seas, there's evidence of life afore my mama's invention
Of the mothers and fathers who came before us and who will be conceived in Time, so sorry!
Intent to be happy didn't work out for everyone, DNA defect is self-destruction, I'll be happy.

Care a lot less when you're breath is strangled from your windpipe, to smoke or to choke it
Burning wood, burning leaf, burning skin, bone & the holy soul, from Pope to pauper's of Id
Reverse engineer this present to the essence of the past, all for future referenced dialogue
Between the ignorant and the enlightened is a gulf no more than a millimeter, idiots' vogue.

Front door of my bungalow is never opened for anyone at anytime for any reason at all, et als
There is no mistake that living in a compound that's impenetrable by the good and ugly balls
Survival of the fittest, the luckiest and the most vigilant to the various carriers of dark doom
Meaning the End of your heart's beating because that's all it is man, bombs drop & go boom.

by
r j j  stephan, i
c.  Dimanche, July XXVth, MMXXI Anno Domini  * @PabloPicassoWomanPaintHeader
{ Dropped a dime on y'all's blue jeans, while listenin' to @Kenny_Chesney #SheThinksMyTractorsSexy link @ https://youtu.be/uWu4aynBK7E & @Eric_Church #Springsteen & #HITS link @ https://youtu.be/toswACjpvTs }
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