#SimpleMinds #ComplexSingularity #ShotShootShatShytz #ExitStageRight #FollowMeToo

CLICKBAIT,  HOT DOG JUNK IN A TRUNK, BEING UNMASKED BUMS

Death's significance in your lifetime is paramount, a universal movie of Ones

Mixed cornucopia of flooded matter, liquid, solid & gas, planetary moon rock

Many stars shine upon Darkness yet It remains a black honky's exit of doors

Mocking my spirit for having no skin in the game, only glass, smoked mirrors.

Grandparents may have been black, brown, red, yellow, tan or blue, it's Truth

Lies and stretchin' it all out like pie crust rolled in flower, under the table of Jo

Spirits in the liquid to modify the bosons in the brain, charm, love can of blow 

Knowledge and wisdom cannot compete with the ignorance of the failed Jew.

Who thinks that the family of a Moses or a Peter recalls more than forgotten

As if the death of matter means more than the food, the low hanging fruit sin

Apples, oranges, cherries, limes, lemons & cumquats pies, eat up cool schtick

In & out of me, reason, logic, intelligence & the idiotic moron's people politik.

Perfection from double A's to a ZZ on top, the dream begins & rams into RA

Seeing & believing things before our eyes are real, down under doom's cough

As in the dreams during the sleep times of unconsciousness, mind turned off

Rested unmoved mover ensures one extinction won't arrive prematurely, Ga.

College's industrial disease without a cure, a power tool, a carat of Karen's reboot

Punks havin' fun like Nero pluckin' string while Rome burned his hot rockin' foot

Kicked that king's hind end behind the last man's hunger for deep, dark, moon pies

Dead & gone download of a Void's winning-loser role, way gone, all too humanize.

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r j j  stephan, i

c.  Mardi, September VIIth, MMXXI Anno Domini

{ Barfed from the bowels of Rockin' Rolls movin' down the canal, while jammin' to @ZZTop #Deguello @ https://youtu.be/PiSF7IMUTZM }

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W.W.A.R.D.?

#BeggarsGetNoMercy #NeverEverCando #MercyYouRando #AliensAndDeadBones

GOD'S GOOD TIMES, OUTSTRETCHED AUTUMNAL, e-SMOKED BEARS

Hibernating above and below the things themselves, a tree on the savannah or arid, dry cacti

Riding along in my gorgeous automobile, full of hydrogen dioxide, 0-100 in a NY minute high

Drunken monks and bums all turn into the living junkies for the breaths of voices in funky airs

We all must go in & out as the friction demands, a thrust from the DNAcid evolved longhairs.

Full of the scat that was transformed from delectable 3-course meals, breakin' fast for brunch

Potatoes from underground, mashed & mixed with salt & pepper, a dirty boy's tropical punch

One to the head and two to the heart, it's over when it's over, time stops for nobody's daddy

Even if there's no gamete action, DNA replication in test tubes, incubated alien DNA key, see?

Live and then you don't, call it what you will, what you want, you've been taught to signify It

Buzz words all lead to the finale that keeps the special delivery overnight or missorted to Haiti

In a huff & a puff, I blew my father's house downtown, a State street & Madison avenue's fate

Complete destruction of constructive adaption, in or out of time, on clocks or off, disintegrate.

Function of life is an intellectual calculus, Time's Space, nobody's free will to beall overblown

Salt of the sea and the moving stop signs that speed past your face as you plummet uptown

Fur off your dux tailbacks, down with feathers & smooth skin, a 3rd kind's pigboy cyberpunks

Always settle out of court for the sake of justice's swift boating, cancel culture's donut dunks.

It's ten-ten ante-Méridien on a Pacific Ocean coast, Earth spins, time's kept, high spaced out

I'm too legit to quit the monkey shines in the darkness because I get the payoff, not a doubt

Dancin' in the dark from dusk 'til dawn, it doesn't matter if you're on Warwick or Main avenue

From the lake's beach to the ends of the suburban sprawl, the people live & die without you.

Some girls make it up because their fathers went to hell without a Word, a bleedin' heart ruse

Babies come and die young or old, speaking for the spoken for, love's extinction of dam fools

Bums and junkies puttin' the mainline in front of the theory of everything, matter-­form tools

I learned to beg from the best beggars, riff and the raff, drunk on asphalt sidestreet's booze.

Got you good like I knew I would, I cast a spell, I had the words to mesmerize the innocence

Trust me, believe me I would never lie to you, beg you for mercy, forgive me, let us all dance

Two step, the jitterbug or the twist, I don't care if you just stand there and swing and sway

It'll be over when Randos stop playin', microphone drop, drumsticks broken, ET blown away.

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r j j  stephan, i

c.  Lundi, September VIth, MMXXI Anno Domini @ 12:00 High Noon

{ Dropped a dime on the world up in the cerebral cortex, drafted will jammin' to some #Mercy by @Duffy #iNalOOP link on youTube @ https://youtu.be/yI_0NGgeNfw }

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W.W.A.R.D.?

@Triumph & @ACDC

SON OF JETSON, GOLD'S SUDDEN DEATH FOR SCREWBALL ANGELS

Simply the complex helix that magnifies the north wind's atoms into things themselves' form

Many to One, a formula from above or below, I'll never know, nowhere in a book with a worm

Into the books to eat Easy Rider words on the slices of pulp & leaves of  grass, inked Elmer Fudd

Full of the wonder of what the sun couldn't contain in the seeds, the plant, holy flowered bud.

Pleasantly challenged by the impossible way of the third stone, what we always were, holy trolls

From the rays of a dying star, it's how they all atrophy into 7 white dwarves and ten black holes

In the dream after the white snow turns to grey smoke and mirrors, a distortion appears to be me

It's not my choice or any error on my part, the destiny is all it's cracked up to be, the karma's sea.

It's not anybody's guess unless you guess I'm right because I always am, so complicated in effigy

Not that I'm dead yet but I'm gonna be and it's through no fault of my own, on sevens & a deuce

Or was it the elevens, a six and a five on the dice, blown on by my honey bee, she's got the juice

Soft and sweet you always helped me define that as the love of my life, all else is phuqin' crazy!

Played music until you looked over at me and caught my eye or was that me that caught yours

Anyway, I could have said this at the first moment I gazed upon your countenance, MGB's doors

You can't win this game unless it's the one you're playin' with me 'cause I married your daughter

For the love of God and money, there's nothing else to care about other than fire, air and water.

Protected the treasure of gold, silver, diamonds, rubies & sapphires, I'm superman's crosshair fire

Christmas won't roll 'round anymore, nobody'll visit my unknown ash and bone, be at one on ice

Pushups & stretchin' muscles for maximum performance with no injury, lime Kryptonite clay dice

Crows picked guitars and fired lead, rhythm and blues, beat 88's on hard rocks, got octaves higher.

Vitamins and minerals to enhance your holy mothers, even the orphans and bastards, it's no joke

You move from one place on Earth to another but you just can't get it off, if you know, pull a toke

If and only if you triumph as being all too human, no more than eight miles higher than gold dirt

Then & only then, reduced to Me, I laid her right there on the line, in an alligator logo polo shirt.

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r j j  stephan, i

c.  Dimanche, September Vth, MMXXI Anno Domini @ 3:11 PMPST

{ Sifted from the star ash while jammin' to @Triumph #StudioJam1979 link @ https://youtu.be/GAn3in4i078 }

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W.W.A.R.D.?