#TheGhetto #ServeSomebodyGoodOrEvil #LiveLoveLeave #RewireYourInvisibleHook #Hathaway & #Dylan

AUDIO-RADIO MERRY XMAS?  BACK YO' MAMA'S @GOTDADDY BOOK'D FACE

There is indeed a tiger in your tank, an atom with infinite momentum, on the way to crash

Into the stoned wall that is the end of Times, here and now in Space, a wisp of cold cash

Leave it all alone, don't think about the morons and idiots who head your clan, your idiots

Related to most who came before you and I, a viral DNA/RNA herd of subatomic copilots.

Think like an ape, where's your food storage for future hunger pain?  Where's sex or god

Everywhere and nowhere, the numbers go up and down, extinction should get dead blood

Bled out of the veins & arteries as the frozen water melts in rivers' flows down to the sea

Bygones and bylines from the philosopher inside your acid hole, your genome's set free.

Oldest man to ever breathe the contaminated oxygen, nitrogen & hydrogen's war & peace

He turned a hundred and somethin' since he was born before the depression of 1919 AD

He was a baby when there was no food stamps but potatoes, mashed, fried french & free

Deep burned in grease, masticated and defecated, doubledback to original golden fleece.

Confetti is the fuel for the celebration, a random rain of crumbled tree, all processed pulp

Raining down from somewhere above or below us, a gravitational collapse of moral help

Gods are all extinct, humanity is well on the way to the pacification of Atilla's Thor bulls

Punks, brides & grooms for one thrust of a rational, an infinite cesspool of Unforgetables.

#Woke you up dudes and chicks because sleeping while driving your car cannot survive It

That dog don't hunt, the cars have left the parking garage, rubber meeting a turnpike teat

Witch spells of the Ides of March and the End of Times, December 31st, the olden years

Mask over your face that has no effect on the living, breathing of all animals, unmaskers.

Why do only human beings have the flatulent breath of @COvid19, an evil spell hoax/hex

Don't play, we need to mask up all animals on Earth, prevent RNA/DNA transmission of X

Except for the racoons and snakes, they're too vicious to keep a mask on their vicious lips

Facts of life were never told, what were they again?  Just Smile!  Jesus' holy ghost, RIPs!

Clones of my self, crawling, walking, running, flying, swimming, we're all hungry for love

Regardless of the desire, there's a deep-down need, requirement for an effulgence's sea

If you leave the scene on the screen and get in back of curtains where moms & pops see

Some too old to recollect, some just dead and gone, some left over without a sky above.

Happiness is where you go, poloroid instant, you have been captured in a frame, the hurt

Or Commanche or Iriquois or Plainsmen who walked up and down hills, floated downriver

To the mecca you and I enjoy every single day, anywhere you look, paradise on Earth dirt

Once finished, it is done, no more reasons to live alive in the evil and good gods, it's over!

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r j j  stephan, i

c.  Mardi, ROCKTOBER Vth, MMXXI Anno Domini @ 7:11 AMPST

{  Jacked out of my noggin's mind this AM while jammin' to @BobDylan #ServeSomebody on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/wC10VWDTzmU }

FINIS

W.W.A.R.D.?

#YouHaveWalkedTruthBackToALittleWhiteLie #LiesOfLiars #TNT @acdc @JJCale @JamesMarshallHendrix @PabloPicasso

 

@Woodstock, New York 1968

WHICH SIGNAL IS THIS?  STONED MEN IN GRASS?  TO BE OR NOT TO BE

Crazy mama ends it as it was before she began, you count one to ten and go to blows

The happening is the day it dawns on you that you're alone in this world, just be woke

Regardless of treason or rhyme behind the high and the low of birthdays & dead bros

Rookies and veterans all bleed red, the blood inside is purple and it keeps you awake.

Pretending that there's no pretension is an act of war between the states of your mind

Calm and cool or crazy and counterproductive, your free choice to choose road bends

To the in and out doors where angels fear to tread because they're all living dead ends

Ape freedom from the food growers and food hunters, eating the Earth's fruit we find.

On the ground of being you & I, dirty laundry or just dirty boys' & girls' grownup kin

A bit or two more complicated than walking into a bar without a slim dime, blah blah

Now the intellectual prowess of the reporters & writers who bleed a bone's ice blood

Give me a jingle on my apple phone, gods would have wanted it that way, oh my God!

I forgot about everything I've ever learned about the dream within a dream, I'm #Woke?

Since the light shined upon the Void, this has occurred & will not be denied, ya bloke

Wandering until the target is reached within the bull's eye, centered for maxed power

Fox locks the keys in the hen pen without a way out, stuck in the middle, holy rooster.

Without the essence of the primordial form present, the Unknown Id of the A-bombers

Always there and in total control of the things themselves, form and matter, star's kid

From the sun's rays and the moonlit days, we came into a morass of extinct DNA beds

Hardy Mr. Softy drunk on sugar and viral infections, extinction is a 3rd rail, life is dead.

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r j j  stephan, i

c.  Lundi, ROCKTOBER IVth, MMXXI Anno Domini

{ Killer blood oranges give the living sun's fluid a presence, I ate nine & drafted this gem while jammin' to some @JJCale #CrazyMama homelessness' down by the river sides, link on youTube @ https://youtu.be/ck39gC_l4YM }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?

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#Alogrhythms #AdvertisementBewitching #LeakingOilIntoTheOceanOfPacificPalisades

 

COMING INTO THE BATTLE, ARMED & DANGEROUS, I THINK, I AM

In the heat of the far side of the Earth when it's cold as hell, meaning hot as a spa

A place only souls go to work off the sins of inherited flesh donated by Mas & Pas

Way back before them up to a nearly infinite amount of ancestral DNA, LSacid tight

Never is death anything other than food for the living to carry on the good 'ol fight.

Thinking about the things that came in the past, a memory to reference the remains

Of the mice and men who burrowed and crawled, walked and ran from hills to the sea

It really doesn't take a ton of confidence, hardly any hope, faith or expectation of love

To be or not to be for the majority and minority is One and the same, idiots are above.

Combined random combinations to open the private safe, behind the painting on a wall

It's a Picasso of a lady like a mess of a mask, to cover up the face of Truth, freedom too

A long time to set down in a room alone with a maniac who thinks mockin' nature's OK

On the shark's tooth, I've been caught because I was not deterred by the fish hater hay.

Eyes closed or squinting open to see the light from without & shine it within to see it

Through the slits of the third eye's holy pupils, there's a most important point of light

A plethora at the end of the line's angle as it flows from the origin to a final cherry pie

A slice maintained by flying between life & death, where you neither live nor ever die.

Without your presence I will remain alive in my own, as I see it, that's what counts It all

Being all there ever was since the Big Bang, I mean God's random creation of alcohol

Lie to me and never tell me the truth about what has happened or what you think about

I don't care one way or another, all I care about is that I don't end of life in self-defense.

Installation of the idiots & their mothers into the scheme of Nature, reflects extinct milk

Decent defense against any offense from known friends or unknown strangers of the ilk

I'm in the know of the logs, I know when you're signed online & when you're signed off

What's that mean?  Talk about yo' mama will you stop or you wanna fight me ya jagoff?

Quite a UFO you saw at one time or another, virtue of a cemetery where my gramma is

Flying into the current dimension of Earth's spin around the sun star, a UFO is just US

Coming from a place in Space where we've not been nor can ever become one hit song

If you thought your education & experience qualified you to know, you thought wrong.

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r j j  stephan, i

c,  Dimanche, ROCKTOBER 3rd, MMXXI Anno Domini @ 11:11 PMPST

{  Slipped out of my psyche this AM while listenin' to #CoastToCoast on link @ https://www.coasttocoastam.com/ }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?