#InnerChillsWhenMyEyesLostYourSignal #OhMyGodThatFeelsLikeChit #GONE @MontgomeryGentry

PILES OF MAGIC LOVE, A KISS & A WORLD SERIES OF NO BALLS AT ALL

I willed to be a follower of nobody but pops, he died light in a tower, loved all my girls

All dressed in white, red, black & blue for me & you, lookin' as fine as fine could be, her

It all comes out in the wash, a manner of speakin' if you use enough of a Tide powerin'

Love or neutrality won't work today, didn't work yesterday & it won't tomorrow either.

Pumped up like a dirrigible balloon gettin' ready to fly as high as the sandbags allowed

Knowing nothing new but the old days of our mothers and fathers long ago gone away

Still the sun shines, Earth spins & wobbles in a circular jerk-off, alone in dead air Space

Stillborn because there's no other way to be born any longer, it's never easy bein' Man.

It's what it is regardless of the desire of the wise and lovely, makin' the species survive

Sweeter the kiss and the glance gives the edge over the others, my kinda girl love alive

Knocked me off me feet and it looks like she's good enough to eat but that'd be naive

Man oh man, I love that lady & without her I'd cry like my uncle Romeo, rest of my life.

I know your ma & pa told you not to use your magic but you used it on me, farm anima

Didn't know how lucky I was 'til the accident of being in the right place at the right time

I saw you & you saw me, then you left me alone because I'm quite-a assed-hole rhyme

Can't stop a minute, I'm not a product of my perfectly adapted parents, I am my karma.

Biblioteque & bibles with the words of wisdom, the end of the End comes, it's all over

Anyway you can stop the crazy mind that reads words and thinks they comprehend It

The dream can't be the freak of nature that it seems to be at first glance's descendent

Of first cause the DNA & RNA evolved out of the Void's nothingness, a loving event.

OK, we're alone or not, bottom line is, we probably have adversary-like extraterrestrial

The time is now in this space in this universe, hold on to the idiots like the morons did

It's nothing personal but it's the variable that will end the species' survival cability ball

Without predators, only viral disease without a cure will end procreation Super Ego Id.

A fact of life has not been told to any of my father's grandfathers nor to me from any

Words well read and the valued meaning of the secrets untold to the masses, it's gold

Precious and in demand for the heavy metal that is the essence of stardust, one's many

Imagination & the grit of staying in the moving groove until the grave captures the old.

A galactic transportation of displacing Time & Space in a warp two dematerialization

Then a redoposit of the burned out dysfunction called super nova, a kisser of voidness

Simple men and wise women formed this philosophical connundrum, all dead bygones

We're left alone with the rumors, propaganda & faithful committments to dead bones.

Died on a cross or thrown off of a cliff, there's been lots of murdered punks God's got

Sideways maybe but at least I'm throwin' my heat, just meet the ball on a sweet spot

You'll feel it sinkin', too bad it was so fast, should've sunk or curved, oh yes sir please

Honeysuckle & honey bees comin' thru lookin' for shade trees & Louisiana iced teas.

Ends come & when they're all gone, you'll be too, like you've never even begun to sing

Remember how that was?  Of course not & you won't think about life after mama's fit

I wish you would, really I do, you can say if my havin' fun affects the whole world's chit

Only you matter darlin', nothing else, if it did, a side of whiskey would be my Nothing.

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r j j  stephan, i

c.  ROCKTOBER XXVIIth, MMXXI Anno Domini @ 5:55 PMPST

{ Jammed while listenin' to @CurtisMayfield #BackToTheWorld on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/g2udbdAmdkc & @Smokey_Robinson #HITS link @ https://youtu.be/URHs5anYDv8 }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?

#ASpinningAdoration #JustGTFOOH #GodIsGood #NoGodIsBad #InfiniteLoveBobMarley @ZiggyMarley @WARtheBand #DreamsNeverOver

POUNDED SAND ON MY CAMEL & MY VERY EYES, I ADORE THIS ROCK'S  FANTASY

Distance your sorry hind end from the nature of the beast & you'll be the fire of the One spirit

Meaning unknown except the algebra and geometry of the feeeling, when you ride like the wind, 

You're gonna keep movin' with or without a gun or knife in your hands, monkeys fight but I say

Ask any of your dead ancestral line, just can't get enough of IT, a naked ape just froze one day.

I don't believe that riding like the wind will be the end all of the tour of my duty, I deflated a ball

So I could get more grips on the balls, I held the balls in my vice grip and my receivers knew it all

Records are made to be broken & what you don't know is that Babe Ruth's homers juiced history

Now, Tom Brady's legacy will be more TD's thrown than say Joe Montana or Bob Greise yet, I see.

These things come on to the stage of perceptive consciousness without any warning, no stopping

The only function of the infinite that is responsible for the creation of the finite, is to be One only

Angry about anger and why you're angry at all, because of your early childhood abuse at a whim

Grades from one to sixteen made all the difference in this equation, comes down to one trinity.

Taken for granted like you do or someone like you does, it appears there's nothing like karma, sons

But there It is. it's invisible faithful intent to form random matter, in a preconceived configuration

Haunted everyday but holloween when nothing matters but scaring the fearful, rotting eye teeth

For the dentists who have graduated to repair an all too human way of mastication in Hades' feet.

Pulled 'em all out & replaced 'em with wood, then acrylic likenesses, a perfection only lord knows

Getting the lips of the face to smile means you're neither threat nor asset to the disasters blows

Flowers giving you joy 'cause you're out of yo' snoopy dog mind, all in goose & gander low blows

With a fly on the wall you snap a swat and it lives another day, comin' close to your maggot toes.

Independence day or the night freedom gets taken away as if it's someone else's property, not I

Neither is it yours or your family or friends, talking nobody that breathes air has any pie in the sky

Rage at the machine and the words out of my pie hole won't do the trick, no retribution I can be

Above & below my thunder condition, all too human it is, come & take them, Thor's #MolonLabe.

Spartans you ain't gettin' thunderstruck again, no way to give up your weapons when you're alive

Swords & knives are the means to the ends we all seek, fire & wind will assist the bees in the hive

Common denominator is a One, all else is 'x' as variable numerator. a One to heaven's main gate

Thunder and lightening all with a fly on the wall, watchin' nothing but you doin' a fly by too late.

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r j j  stepha, i

c.  ROCKTOBER XXVIIth, MMXXI Anno Domini @0629 hours, Mercredi mon Dieu

{ #OutOfMyColdDeadHands, #ComeAndTakeThem, defiantly @Matchbox20 @NewRadicals & that ilk, jammin' 'fore & aft', above & below cosmic debris while jammin' my favorite noises into my noggin, link @ https://youtu.be/v2AC41dglnM wanted to take you for granted for certain @ https://youtu.be/t2rsf8SiMJY  }

#MolonLabeSonny

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?  #Baby

#EricChurch #WAR #TRUMPED

 

WHERE I COME FROM, THERE AIN'T NO ROOM FOR COLD , IT COULD BE WORSE

It's all a dream team company logo for a horrible mystery, expose for what it is, kid cuz

Another funky period of living and dying for a random toke recocked rationality buzzes

I know what I mean and it means nothing to anyone else but this is the gist if It's fizz

Compared to Nothing, this life, this series of this world at this time's space what it is.

Gods plural, God one in every case a product or subject of Big Bang's predication mess

It's cosmic soup because it's a haphazard collection of atomic neutrons ready to blow

All in the family or not, in every case it's all there is, can't complain 'cause it could be

Worse than it is or than you can imagine in your wildest dream, the sadistic humane.

Justice and the nature of the Truth about things themselves, three in one bum junkie

Crucified, died and reinvigorated the rotting corpse for a celebration to defeat death

With the metal or without it, the clay has been remolded, recast in the form of a See

But why old altar boy from the parochial popedom?  Why do you confess & obey me?

After all is said because it's all been done before I ever thought about WTF it was now

Then and only then will we see, hear, feel, smell and taste the grim reapers charge pow

Unconscious because the brain turns off which is the only evidence of a conscious mind

Where it goes when it's turned off?  Nowhere, it stays right there in the offended kind.

It's not gonna last forever, even your soul will get tired of whatever's after death, so

Be the way you wind up & enjoy the ride from the get-go to the finale, it's all there is

Ready, set & go for the gust, there's no time to waste 'cause you never know the time

A tap on the shoulder of the grim reaper maybe the only warning you get, on a dime.

Workin' it from the point of no view, blinded by the lights that never shined it on a day

Always at night, deep past midnight and way before the golden dawn, in the image pay

For the things you did right & wrong & indifferent, to chums & foes, be all over so be it

Popes 'n priests, ministers 'n preachers somewhere in heaven's dead alr, it is the chit!

I could tell you why and it's what they told me so I really don't know for sure, it's gods

They tore heaven apart and sent the remnants, us ignorant descendants from gold dust

Turning around in circles, spinning dizzy until you get sick & die of a beat heart's pump

Among the throngs of living and dead, invisbile from the rings of Saturn, time's a lump.

Stuck in the middle of the fire and the ice, between the significant other & the Void tic

Where Nothing survives and you either are the same or you're caput, I'm just a l'il dick

Speakin' & showing that ignorance is all Humpty Dumpty had when it took a great fall

Waiting for kings' men & horses to assemble random parts, fallen angel, to be the ball.

In this universe where I am right here and now, it goes the way I planned every time

Holy scat left over from the dinosaurs and cavemen who left nothing but bone dust

From the wisdom and knowledge you've gleaned from the soup and cosmic crackers

Just like downtown, it's uptown or boystown, Schenechtedy to Palm Springs' tears.

The fortune of a moment you see in the sky is the same as you see in bleeding hearts

It's in your head, that's the imagination, it's pretenders who keep the dream alive too

Not only do they not want to but if they refuse to, whole ecosystem ceases to hover

Mask the face, blind the eyes & silence the Chief's speech, it's over when it's all over.

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r j j  stephan, i

c.  ROCKTOBER XXVIth, MMXXI Anno Domini @ 11:11 AMPST

{  Drafted while listenin' to the #Chief, @Eric_Church #ItsOverWhenItsOver on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/102HX7VMaeY }

F.U.B.A.R.

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?