#BackInDeepPurpleBlack #WhiteManNoise #YouTheUFOFoo #PapaRoach #MyOldenDazeVideoTopside #DoubleFunkJamz

ATOMIC KNIGHT, WITH BLUE BELL BOTTOM BLUE JEANS

Uncompleted missions always atrophy and reemerge into the plethora of the singularity

Beasts and losers will win it all in the end, they are all one part of the whole shebang's sea

I don't want to spill the beans on you and your schtick that rubs on and off so easy, I got it

For once in your life, breathe in, breathe out the burnt dirt and foliage of Earth scum-chit.

There's a lot more where that came from, it's a salad of a cornucopia force-fed to the infant

In me and in you and then boom, here we are and away we go with the cow jumpin' moons

Every month, it's a cycle of infinity's humorous nature, relentless, random pity party's scent

Alcohol flowin' in the veins and burnt leaves of the natives in an Adventureland of goons.

Up to nobody but me, the ebb and flow of the thing itself that moves without any punk kids

Just because it's a dream and you're in it, a character in the panorama of jacked up bicuspids

Orion or Isis didn't really care if you read this or understood it, yet there it is, quicksand bog

To see or not to see, that's the question from the history, a record of comin' out of doom fog.

Merry Christs never got here all alone without the help from above, ad infinitum, dreamland

Neverland is being aware that this is it, it's all of it so spend all your money without a care

Friends and enemies can't anything more than good or bad times, champagne & wine in me

Isolated in the smoke, so thick you can't see a jet fly, barely can hear engines cry o'er there.

Milky teats drip what I need, I am the One you've been waiting for, maybe I'll git on the bus

On the other hand, there's still one shred of possibility that the uncertainty principle rules us

Emptiness of the Void in my original concept of the creator of the heavens and Earth's sand

All stars shining from the alpha to the omega, it's a slick trick from a mad magician's wand.

Nobody knows it like you when you're down & out, you ain't gonna share that ol' suffrage

Boys and girls are gonna get it one way or the other, if not from you from strangers at large

Nice compass pointing Truth North, South, West & East of centers of our beings, you too

You ain't all that but you are everything and nothing at the same Time in Space, OK, boo!

Suckled on Adam's teats before Eve became alive right out of nowhere, like from a UFO

Just dropped in to see what condition my condition was in, a New Edition, Rogers is out

Waiting for the answer to the question never asked, still and silent for the rest of the bout

With relatives, friends, enemies and just strangers in the night, Knights gotta find the blow.

To enter the happiness that will never remain in One place, it bursts with the happiness' bug

Infecting the cell's DNA and invisible supermen and wonder omen of their better halves' tug

On the sleeve or a glance & an appearance of "#StopEmbarrassingMe," I'm gettin' you blue!

Famous Amos & Andy, Abbott, Costello or Laurel & Hardy, man's death beds are funny too.

by

r j j stephan, i

c. Dimanche, August XXIXth, MMXXI Anno Domini @ 7:11 AMPST

{ Drafted with my baby bro & sis present in the house, while jammin' to @DerekAndTheDominos #TheLaylaSessions20thAnniversaryEdition on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/GH0IaqWkpAs }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?

@WARtheMusicBand #WhatIsItGoodFor? #SomethingToSqwaukAbout #47YearsLaterOutTheBush #FarLeftAsUsual #TheJoker #WhatsYourTwenty? #STFU now?

GENTLY STREAMING ALONG, ROWIN' A BOAT

Finding your guns are all unloaded is one way to find Truths hidden by the wall of fog

Bombs away to you and yours, you paid to explode the ground you walk and bleed on

For better or worse you can kiss my ain't that something, a tasty trick or badass treat

Mothers milk to the poison drunk out the cup of fine wine from the fruit of vine meat.

Compared to the origin of life the extinction of it is a no brainer, you live deal the flack

That's it, that's all, hopes and dreams remain one and the same, no need to fret 'bout pie

It is what it is and it's not what will never be, no free choice of freemen, it's in the stars

No linguistic certainty with you and I, I am amazed you can even walk & talk smack jack.

In the whole scheme of things, you can always run home to mama if she lets you up down

Keep keepin' on the same road traveled by the many since splitting from the mighty One

Manfred or Penelope run rampant among the stars' Earths progressing into the stardust

Where and When is not as important as the How and Why, that's the million buck quest.

You and I somehow have decided to be and avoid the not to be, fearing, all inevitably

A dream in a dream no more, only reality of awareness, of being without any body bag

To hold dear & cherish forever a moment granted to unworthy sap of a knowledge tree

Cement shoes an acid trip to the bottom of a riverbend's eddy, fish wonder why not me!

I took a poll & found a dream within another dream is the Void of me & devoid of me

Being two or more, a duplicated copy of the One is all it's cracked up to be or not to be

Question remains begged, answers from reason and logic formulate the thing itself, kiss

The sky or the lips of the loved, both One and the same, insanity of solitude, it's obvious.

Penetrate the clouds of nine and the rest of the perpetual blues machines comin' clean

Up front and personal as it should be, as it always was in fact, before you became mean

You recollect those days my friend?  I know you thought they'd never end, world stopped

A day we'll gasp friendly finales, returned to rock's dirt, after the sweet roll, God's dead!

by

r j j  stephan, i

c.  Lundi, August 30th, 2021 Anno Domini @ 08:00 hours

{ Drafted in the vacuum of a four-cornered room's Void, airless & breathless while listenin' to COMEDY of a ROBOT link @ https://youtu.be/s6e68f8NSEs }

FINIS

W.W.A.R.D.?

#YesterdayTodayWasTomorrow & #TodayWillBeTodayForeverYesterday

GOOD TIMES, BITTER ENDS & SHREDDED BACKBEAT BLOWS

Caulk California's joints & seams, patchin' up a bad company of girls, merry-go-round be a punk

Pyramids way up with empty silos left behind by the farms' forms of accumulated odors of funk

Just because you thought you were prettier than the average piece of 208 bone meat on a tin soul

Bung and bunk from the center of the groove, good and bad never ugly like the Hollywood bowl.

Spittin' the rocks from mountaintops blown out by the uncontained smokin' burn of high dam gods

No names other than WTF & OMG, there is no trinity of trois because it's only one way, it's all mine

On the rhythm's timing or the bass' thumpin' slam of a beat, inside and outside of my ruby red wine

Spooks of the creeps & lovers of queens' daughters who sleep battin' eyes wide-open, cosmic nimrods.

I'm giving It up, the ghost is all I have, rockin' steady in beats of lovin' sounds in cosmic, bad fairy dust

Subatomic & macrouniversal as it's always been since a murder of my sister, brother, ma & pop's blow

He upset me and I was wanting to stop the pain of disappointment, impossible wetdream of wanderlust

To be or not to be loud and vicious as the animals and plants on Earth, not just a fool's, random Rando.

Being the first and coming in last are all things to all of the universe's beaten up super power's Id

Just energy and then a vacuum cleaner of the whole enchilada, the shebang reduced to the CoVid

Monkeys never knew & they didn't say a thing when they left us here alone without skeleton keys

Smiling as the death comes deep into your mind, away from your lovin' fun, say thank you please.

Jumped over the fence and although I knew which way was up, it went down anyway, to The End

Of the humans & the vermin which came to move the virus and bacteria in acid cells, all got bent

Danced around sparks of the thunder and lightening, pretending that would quell their fool's fear

Barrels & kegs full of the wine and beer doing what's been done, fast-tracts of tears' beds over here.

Broken down fans can't blow me down any longer, reverse engineered for blow back gone down

All over again as if it's never been done before, ad infinitum and so on and so forth, job is blown

Mama and pops did their job gettin' my feet down here back on the ground, almost lost my mind

Still here though, can't keep a good man down or teach an old dog encounters of a one third kind.

Clappin' hands, stompin' feet leading to the dance with the gods and the wolves, fishin' pond scum

Paramecium and Euglena propagating the inner sanctum beneath the skinny bones' holy cell marrow

All over it & underground as long as it took to become invisible with superpower nobody could blow

Extra credit for all problems solved for inferior superiors, A plus 100 percentile, all-God dad-dumb.

Got up to get down & now happiness is lookin' in, down with it like it was turned into Ed or ol' Flo

Dream inside of my head's dreamin' of things that ain't ever gonna happen over here on the bay's dock

It's nothing personal, just a matter of Time right here baby, Space infancy, a Divine counter conspiracy

Professor shorthair blowin' air through tubes, pluckin' goat tendons, beatin' metal from specks of Rock.

I'm fixin' to thank y'all for your hospitality, movin' on to a bitter end checkout desk, funky Auburn dam

You can't follow me & that's no big thing, nobody gets in my groove, doowoppin' with Yosemite iSlam

Check in with your confidence, it'll come & go, ready for love or not, minideath created my hotty Fears

Good, Evil & Hollywood's starlight-grease & high-grime recycled, superBuds Kryptonite & cold beers.

by

r j j  stephan, i

c.  Mercredi, August 25th, 2021 Anno Domini @ 1:11 PMPST

{ Jammed out of nowhere while listenin' to @BadCompany #RockSteady, #DontLetMeDown & HITS on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/rClS2ANayh8 }

FINIS

W.W.A.R.D.?