#TrippedOnACurb #KickedAnAssInMyMind #SpecialAmazingLostAngel #SilentTurbulance @AlanJacksonDay

HONEYMOON IN RED DIRT HERE, NOW, AN ITTY, BITTY MINUTE

Compared to tomorrow, today will be a cakewalk, my pickup truck bed's hard to sleep in, yet

Quenched my thirst & satiated appetite of the minions we're not related to, afar payday debt

Bonus here & there to sign on, to work overtime, to be the best employee, I'm so unknown

Nobody to take the 1st place of an efficient & self-aware worker, aspired to be One, top cat.

Kidnapped cats, taken from mothers paws, clueless yet an all too human malpractice, a Fall

Abandoned kids, scooped up by the mean streets and miscreants who inhabit curb gutters

Where the old and rich men and women pretend that locking doors makes guarding safe

Bad guys, like their mothers & fathers, bad guys, bad gals and infant apes in the city's mall.

Prejudging the future is a necessary condition for survival, fail and you'll reach extinction

Sons and daughters who were born under new and full moons, rule the roost until death

No choice other than to be caught for the infractions and isolated from the seventh son

Shorthanded and a dollar short, you want the seams sewn to disappear like stitches sin.

Scars & tattoos to cover up the many burns and skin malfunctions, holy bones of old hotrods

Imagination will suffice since there's no god here & now, nor there and then, a one gulity kid

Have your blind faith and your solid, unwavering belief that give you hope for a Love's bloods

Rising from the dead is a dream of the living since the fear of death is One, empty form of Id.

This game's all ovr in a blink of a third eye, blind man's bluff that I see everything but I can't

Born and raised in the darkness of the blazing light, the Truth be told, jumped out the swing

Fell down on the ground of being, got up and brushed myself off until I found another game

To play or not to play, it's simple when you figure out you knew it all the whole time, so lame.

Sisters divorced me because they couldn't handle the buckin' bronco's ride, wasn't easy, chit

Hard like the liquor I drank to get higher than the stratosphere, somewhere to forget about it

You and the facts of life, made love to you baby while I looked at your form, into your 2 eyes

I lived and learned about the joy and the pain, suffering the momentary pleasure of the skies.

Remember when we played blocks, tinker toys, trucks and dolls, played with tops and yoyo's

Mama and pops fed the fire, got me to be 70 and look at the gladness I've had, I remember it

When y'all paid to get me this trip from the cosmos, in labor and in love, I've got the tab, I pay

No doubt in my mind, nothing can stop my bones from eating, smokin' a salute!  I love Mary!

JESUS

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r j j  stephan, i   #LetUsPray  #KicksMyArse

c.  Mercredi, September 29th, 2021 Anno Domini @ 4:44 AMPST

{ Opportunity knocked, poured something for me hard and strong!  So, drafted this while still asleep in the dream while listenin' to @AlanJackson rappin' WORD HITS #CountryboyRockin' @ https://youtu.be/UrI_KKeIMTU }

FINIS

W.W.A.R.D.?

#MusicalScalesRootsDeeperThanTheEnds #UraniumIsNothing #NothingLastsForever

URANIUM LASTS FOREVER 92 ELECTRONS MIXED UP IN A HATER'S STEW

It was a simple mind broken off from the almighty, just a chip off of the old block, some say sonny

What's a categorical imperative?  That's what she said & here's what I said about that there honey

You and I began in the fog of war, a tug between birth & abortion, no cruel cyberworld is ready yet

For One supernova comes prematurely, after that first Big Bang, all over a reverse counterevolution.

Incapable of sleeping & dreaming while wide awake, I can't see the forest through trees, so, so

This x-ray vision has no function other than looking through the matters at hand, to the hambone

Seattle to Miami, Bangor to San Diego, the Way is narrow and your mind is empty, ruby red rover

Monkey has been groomed for the life after death, pray to the gods, to Ala or the blue moon river.

Complete annhilation of seven continents and obliteration of the seven seas, it's not subatomic

Monks & priests help nobody but their holy infant selves, all hell's broken loose, Adam's a hick

Racists or the New World Order of some of the mutant humans without a clear vision of cream

Up above or down six feet below the ground of our being here and now, for the people sceams.

Cracked up and moving to and fro without any purpose for the End of the show's movie, I'm nuts

It's in my DNA, all of my grandfathers and grandmothers were thoroughly out of their mind ruts

Medicated until their last breath, in or out of cowboy pain in the boots, almighty gods all set free

Not here and I'm not there either, don't bother to look, you hear me, I smell the taste I feel in me.

Young timers all alone without wisdom's treat to past errors of fathers, stepmothers and sisters' sons

It'll all fade in The End, it'll be fine y'all no worries, I know you know the reason we live, sticky buns

Amazing swimmin' among the black stars to return from Void, no finishing nails or pointed thorns

On the tree of life, the silence is deafening, nobody is there but me, myself & I, all zytogitc unborns.

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r j j  stephan, i

 c.  #Mardi, September 28th, 2021 Anno Domini @ 1:11 PMPST

{  Dropped the ball I didn't even know I had & drafted this epic slice of life while listenin' to @MorganWallen #HITS @ https://youtu.be/FjBp30kjzTc & @LukeBryant #OneMargarita link @ https://youtu.be/YEq-cvq_cK4 & #TheWayITalk @ https://youtu.be/pbKM-6k2cHg  }

FINIS

W.W.A.R.D.?

 

URANIUM - "Uranium is a silvery-white metallic chemical element in the periodic table, with atomic number 92. It is assigned the chemical symbol U. A uranium atom has 92 protons and 92 electrons, of which 6 are valence electrons. Uranium has the highest atomic weight (19 kg m) of all naturally occurring elements."

#Eye WillSayNothing #TheEyesHaveIt #TIME

STOLEN BLOODY TIME, EXTINCTION OF GOLD IDIOTS, MORONS & YO' MAMA

I got my shotgun and pistol out of the closet where the sun don't shine, cocked & fired

I had to hunt, I was hungry and thirsty but the blood and meat would suffice, I'm wired

Must have been something I ate, that's no joke folks, it ain't funny at all, don chu know?

Apes and worms, all that's left to recover the original sin, Eve's is gone, the snake blew.

Contents and the emptiness of the Void will keep you busy for a hundred years, maybe less

I go from zero to sixty in 8 seconds, I can run a mile in less than four minutes, I'm in a race

Against Time and Space and every face I see, every look I get from friends and strangers

Inside or outside of the dream, it's all One, I have no control & it's not my fault, blame her!

She gave me a bite of the apple, I didn't want it since I wasn't hungry for fruits of the loom

But I bit it anyway and now here I am, with you reading this sollioqey of star dirt's mothers

Yours and mine, dead or alive, they got us here and here we are now, makin' noise on hers

She hears it all, every word of it, sentences, paragraphs and the thesis of the Origin of Boom.

Sky is an illusion, it's what Space appears to be when you're blinded by the light of Sonny's sun

Dad of the walking, flying and burrowing, the creator of red and black dirt never left, I am One

Many are also the One, it's not my fault you became lost in Space, I found you in Time, now fly

Out of this world's two cents about your behavior and theoretical synopsis of why women cry!

Babies hurt the mothers when they're born in Space, some die & some live longer than the baby

All of them gave all of themselves for nine months, give or take, some had one & others so many

Some mothers had twelve or more, that was the wife of a man who got all twelve rolls in the hay

In bed or not, it all came out in the wash and we through it back in the trash, black or white lady.

Ends come to all, enjoyed the ride or not, it matters that you paid off Karma, good, bad or ugly

Apes and snakes moved the revolution & a Big Bang was the ultimate goal of subatomic sprees

Invisible wisps of wind without a First Cause, just the thing that happens when you spin around

Wobbling, passin' out & I've got no pulse left, bumps & grinds, species extinction is this sound...

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r j j  stephan, i

c.  September 28th, 2021 Anno Domini @ 1:11 AMPST

{ Jammed out of my noggin while listenin' to the @ChambersBrothers olden jam #TIME on youTube in an infinite loop link @ https://youtu.be/hIqwzQ7g-Cc }

FINIS  #CantYouSee?

W.W.A.R.D.?