#JackedUp #STARtrek

TOUT LE MONDE, BAT #COVID19 LOVER

Incredible and the Truth meet in the middle's central intelligence unit, One agent's I-spy agency

All hard and all soft make the whole shebang worth while, I imagine no orphans or fake misery

Monkeys in charge now, it's the same old song from the same old DNA on the way to extinction

Not the fault of the things themselves, it's the nature of a beast, to be or not to be in submission.

Follow the lines to their inevitable ending, that's what lines do, they end, no angle, nobody shapes

Triangles, squares and multi-sided forms to be filled with matter of the material world's vicks Vape

Smoke and mirrors used to keep the attention of the flowless fools who can't put pizza in a D-cup

Reading and writing the translation of thought is the evolution of the #Woke up tryin' to wake up.

I've got two dogs in this fight, I'm not home with them, I left my little sister to watch over my dogs

Function of the calculus is no more than a malfunction of the crease in your soiled pants, God hogs

Coming on to your attention to me, my body & soul, you leave me without ever knowing who I am

Or even knowing who YOU are, your identity as it was before your conception, it's on a video cam.

Deleted data erased the memorable recollections, scrubbed green screen, clear data squiggle bawls

Makin' the alpha-beta-cappa-delta & epsilon out of the pictures drawn on rock-dirt cave stone walls

Gender means nothing but the way of the species evolutionary inheritance, gods are above & below

Completed equations with the only possible answers give you an A grade, a hundred percent of zero.

Compress your vertebrae and just let gravity pull you underground, back to the mother's starlit dust

Came to grips with the institutional compression of my vertebrae, got shorter than one grain of rust

Long gone & forgotten forever, greatest grand parents of you all, lived 'til they died, like me & you

It don't matter which bullet you took in this world of soul swirl, a triggerman's hot, one maybe two.

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r j j  stephan, i

c.  BLOVEMBER XXVIth, MMXXI Anno Domini @ 06:66 AMPST Vendredi

#ToutLeMonde IS everyone!

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#DreamFadeToBlackWhiteness #FakeEwwwww #TheOffice #BurnItBuyIt #SELL

HAPPY THANKSGIVING TO COVID19 VARIANT'S GUMBY MEN

Here & now yo' mama left you some chit chat for runnin' the dozens, a bushel or a peck vat

A stranger of the current affairs and traveler from fake pasts and futures, so just phuck that

Meaning no offense at all to anyone of the nuns and priests perusing this ol' way back hole

Getting a grip on the RIP of mortality, bones within & all too invisible, rubberband of a Soul.

Nothing to see here and it appears that the lack of anything is The Holy, outerspace race

Between the stars above & below the stripes & rainbow colors' of an all too human face

Punishment for the rewards gleaned from being the most powerful force with free Will

Intention of the things that are happening now was always the Way, to create is to kill.

Hulk and Thor, gods of mayhem, silent thunder, neutrons, unmoved movers on blind dates

All too human apes evolved from one paramecium & fake fission of subatomic particulates

You will miss me when I'm gone if you knew me, if not, it won't make a difference, 1 & done

Who gets burned, smashed, buried or sunk down under a league of the pitch black sea, son.

Cancer of the skin and bones translates into the extinction of the code's unbridled excellence

Inside of a box of satin curtains or in a pewter-lead-gold urn, same old song & dance's fence

On one side or the other, it's all protected from the Void's attraction, down under the ground

Only the worms and elements of their nature are solvent dirt, soylent green I've lost & found.

A century of the milennia keeps the Time on the sundial and digital clock, it's a 24/7/365 jump

In and out of the birth and death of the species, the Words are made in animated flesh lumps

Breathing gas, showing life on other planets in other solar systems' galaxies that will pimp her

Earth, live & die here & now, that's what gods do, y'all just do it, MAGIC, a gasp & a whimper.

Dust of the cosmos in my eyes and in my mind caused an alpha and omega of us all, a Eureka!

Silence is the only way to the peace beyond the war with the living ham & super wings of Ra

Before humans there was no Science, Industry or WAR 'tween short men in far-middle east

Pilgrims deep fried, grease infused, dead bird, low IQ gobbler, love kiss of God's beast feast!

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r j j  stephan, i

c.  BLOVEMBER XXVth, MMXXI Anno Domini #ThanksgivingThursday

{ #FREEZING #melting #BoneDrySeaOfLove jammed while listenin' to #TheOffice #AwkwardMoments on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/xpIea-LbSHw }

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#TheLifeAcoustic #SurfinWithTheAlien #WokeWakeDeadLife #InAMasonJar #TheGrimPerfection #MurderIncorporated #BigSmo #Satch #Boss #Everlast

 

NAKED APES & A KIND MAN'S EXTINCTION EXTRACTION

Cancelled lies of culture like the lettuce up in smoke, some gods bled my step mothers

Even the orphans & the simple minds who govern terminal population of critical races

Blindman's bluff by bat caves full of CoVid19 Brandon's trophy wife of tiny CoVid traces

I ain't lyin' but repeatin' Words from anonymous men, extinction's comin' soul sisters.

You may not know what I'm referring to in the word salad given as a corollary a sound

Meaning is everything, misunderstanding causes war and peace in an equal epiphany

Imagine people not the top of the evolutionary or immortality ladder but underground

Hearts and souls directed to blow and strike the notes of ultrasound & vibration finale.

Last gasp of breath for you, monkey men DNA of monkey women, progeny of a 1st son

As if there was only A1 germ/son preceding all germs' sons, follow me natural selection

Accidental pollination and insemination, a mitotic myosis of myopic fossils, call 'em kin

Me, you & everybody else's #BatFever, live Corona virus stillborn in one immortal's sin.

Thing itself inside of my brain bucket calling without sound, vibrating good, bad & ugly

Just because I thought I was so pretty and smart, I believed that the whole world'd see

I am different than anyone who has ever existed in the galaxy, not Donald's cup of Joe

Ground underground, in the menudo of gas, liquid & solid wasted time, flushed a blow.

Middle of roads brings you back to the Origin, all there ever was to find, come on mans

Ahead & behind yields a One, holy, woke death of plants, animals et al, all two humans

Established in Time, Present caused by the Past & generating the Future, Singularity tie

No joke, apes don't think in Funk, seriously folks, we're the chaos, all smoke will all fly.

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r j j  stephan, i

c.  BLOVEMBER XXIVth, MMXXI Anno Domini @ 7:11 AMPST Mercredi

{ Generated while riding by seat of my pants & listenin' to @EVERLAST link @ https://youtu.be/AuZQRvD8RBM?t=2 }

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