#SkipItSkippy #DamSkippy #YouHeardMe #StiffUpperLiftAndSheet

 #KillingLivingStarsInMilkyWays

WILL YOU OR WON'T YOU STFU NOW & FOREVER HOLD YOUR PIECE OF...

Scat stiff as decrepit peanut DNA atoms, don't be Pathos in the drama, afterall, it's a comedian lie

From conception to dissolution you ride tidal waves, surf the curls coast to coast, Ra's rah rah rah

Anything all too human, Goodness' evil animation program, recollects no alpha-omega bassanova

Not very important but it's germaine to a philosophical argument in defense of ado 'bout the sky.

Educated women and leaders of men will succeed at fostering the survival of the genome's acid

Error is unacceptable because the trajectory affects the success of the launch into an empty void

Punks & the junkies who inhabit the nooks and crannies underneath the tollway bridges, in tents

Really more like lean-to's on the border, south, east, never west nor north, California gold vents.

Mongrels await the fodder of war and peace, it's all essential nature of the beast, sweet leaf high

Mastication chewed me up, it ain't my fault that your God exiled you to Hades in your mind's eye

Bottom of the top is one & the same thing, laughing so hard that you're killin' me, it's an outrage

Being no master of hyperbole, I'll exaggerate this accident of a mind meld, on the same old page.

Spun out on black ice comin' 'round Dead Man's bend, yellow ribbon wrapped 'round an oak tree

Next to the river flowin' into a holy Maple Valley, where gramma and grampa used to roam free

My spirit escaped the smash of my skeleton's blood, like a Casper ghost, I got out still alive, woke

Very good or simply too bad to be here and now, present, past or future, spun dirty Earth, Stroke!

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r j j  stephan, i

c.  Friday, September 17th, 2021 Anno Domini @ 6:55 AMPST

{ Drafted by yo' mama or one of her distant relatives from #WayBackWhen @ShermanAndPeabody re:  #CHINA @ https://youtu.be/NdPURdzSb74 & then... jammin' to #WARGreatestHits on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/Wx_OrjGn9lo & @TheBeachboys #GreatestHits @ https://youtu.be/cdNRiZ0kwR8 }

FINIS

W.W.A.R.D.?

#OrangeClocks #WomanWorkinIt @Delbert_McClinton @Martina_McBride @GarthBrooks

CHOKIN' THE CHICKEN WHILE EATIN' RAVENS & CROWS

Tiny houses made of ticky-tacky, recycled sawdust into roofs over walls and one floor

Front and back door with a hide-a-way bed in your overstuffed sofa from Leatherby

Monkeys and their altered species from some alien culture above or below the dirty

Bugs, birds, all forms of edible and animated bloody crawlers, swimmers & runners.

Upper atmospheric pressure from just being here and now, present in the future past

Killing the murderers who were out of sight and out of control, a miracle of afterbirth

Shook the ground and drank the grain alcohol in disbelief that I didn't die that instant

There was some unknown, occult work to be done, a bit short of time fakin' self-worth.

In the night, with or without any light that never stopped burnin' around a #19 Covid

Keys to the padlocks and numbers left & right for the combo, just rollin' a number son

Twins or tripletts just can't share the holy emptiness when together, a recollection Id

When an idea of being alive, of being a self middle of nowhere, shared by all for One.

In the End, the quadratic equation dumps on the radicals of the anti-material thriller

Where no place is everywhere and what you don't know is unknown to One for it All

Extinguishing the invisible animation is a fait accompli, the fade away makes us bawl

Can't metabolize the dead to transform stage and screen into reality's highland killer.

Burning fire consumes the atoms' ash, disappears from sight into animated cosmic dust

You & I don't know better than a referee that casts red flags in faces, to be or not to be

There's other questions and answers but none more important than the baby's quest

For the purpose of being alive and dying in a day or a century, accidentally on purpose.

by

r j j  stephan, i

c.  Jeudi, 9-16-2021 Anno Domini @ 6:66 PMPST

{ Drafted keepin' one #ClockworkOrange #SinginInTheRain clip in mind for the duration of the WORD, link on youTube @ https://youtu.be/GnSx7q89y1g }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?

#NaNaNaNa #NaNa #Goodbye #SoulsignShine #GTHOOH

 

WHAT IN THE INTERCOURSE DID  YOU THINK WOULD HAPPEN?

It gets a bit complicated when you're sippin' Tennessee whiskey but Memphis paid me in full

Pension beats the best airline on Earth just for spending 23 years makin' the billions for a bull

No bears hibernating and waiting for another Time, another Space because this is It, I'm a One

No other will ever do, just the one I see, the one I hear, taste, smell and touch, that's the fun.

Dead air between the lines of brevity and longevity, under the house of the rising, setting sun

I'm one, we're all one like it or not, know it or not, the fact remains, fathers are all One, done

As if it always was this way before the sun pulled a supernova disguised as a black hole buddy

We can't know anything, we guess everything, educated or ignorant, nothing but blind lucky.

Ball & chain given to the prisoners of this war in the air and on the ground of supreme beings

Male, female are designated creations of an evolutionary matrix, designed for mitotic division

From down in Mississippi to up in the Saskatchewan territory of the mud, blood & craft beers

Gone under the bridge & flew over a closed, cuckoo nest, London bridge fell down in the NYC.

It was alright with me, sometimes OK with you, hell & heaven split apart a fool's womb scree

In the bowels' deep well of empty space where you can't go and see in the dark, a holy place

No light because the fire has been extinguished by the thing itself, creation disintegrated me

Top spun in counter-revolution & a yo-yo walks the dog, rocks a baby in a cradle, loses a race.

T'was all about the faith, hope & charity you heard from mentally challenged words of a Face

Income of power returns outflow & sublimate the mass of animation, I hunt like a polar bear

Blind priests & mullahs weave the yarn into their ticket to paradise, to Valhalla, to deep Space

Corpses getting down with this jigsaw of multiplicity, mixed up with stardust, it's all Dead Air.

by

r j j  stephan, i

c.  Jeudi, September XVIth, MMXXI Anno Domini

{ Contaminated the pure vision with this gift from above or below, either way, link to the @BadCompany #ShootingStar & #HITS on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/FJTSmLqg6iE }

FINIS

W.W.A.R.D.?