#SNOOP #DogsXmasWheelinDealin #GrinchedXmasPrayers #ELVIS @Bill_Withers #GrandmasHand #Everlast

SCHISM OF TIME FROM THE CHROMATIC, AUTOPILOT SPACE TWIXT EARS

Strange to come from the cosmic dust and become animated free & independent will for a spell

Witch Hazel and my grandmother's hand moved the needle of my philosophy, existential nihilist

As above, so below & that's the way I see it through these rose colored glasses, my only dilemma

Things are nothing, all forms of everything from atoms, electrons, extinct & living plants & anima.

For a brief moment in the progression of the Past into the Future, via the Present, I see the Truth

It's invisible and cannot be transmitted like the diseases of the ecosystem, all genomes for soothe

Hey, if it bleeds, it leads, everybody finds that out before the age of reason, bad boys got a code

Good girls had nothing to do with it other than being the mothers who bore the weight, the load.

You and I can understand, we can see the light at the end of the tunnel, it's brighter out yonder

Far, far away from the dark side of the Earth, where the starlight shines through the illusory fear

I'm fond of being here & now, never wanna leave, gone south, east or west, sweet Alabama skin

Homer & a 7th son, all sweet home Alabama or California if it's #Tails, wheels' gold, keep turnin'.

Monkeys shinin' in cages, can't get over the zoo life of being free to move nowhere on Earth dirt

No more trees on the savannah or caves in the hills or near beaches when the tides gone way out

I picked the team I'm on, I got the contract to end when I decide it's all over, my power is known

Benjamins, Hamiltons and Franklins keepin' Cleveland's movin' in and out of the champion bout.

It's all a matter of being so stoned blue that you don't even know it's scalding hot cosmic soup

Stones and rocks blown into pebbles on the white sand beach, a misanthrope created the scoop

Daily planet newspapers or the buzzing Bee that informs with the Word, advertisement's chaffe

It's the Truth but since it's right there in print, available for the world's communists to see, a WTF.

Game of thrones and the goons who consolidate the moronic idiocy of the philosopher queens

Deprogram your children in the K-12 grades of complacency, anti-revolutionary pediatric kings

Grown ups and the baby faces and immature views of adolescent maladaptive behavior blinds

Outside of all that's a clear and present danger, there's what's in a boy's or girl's abused minds.

Punks, bums, junkies all pull for the demise of the civilized where their freebees are denied to be

In or out of humane hands, no water, soap or clean clothes, dirty, rotten scoundrels, y'all agree?

God's needle exchange to kill you slower than you'd die with filthy points of maldivine injections

A germ, god forbid, could get into your mainstream's mainline and cause your fear, morphine sin.

Life's good in my Maserati and Bugatti but I am all alone here on Pluto, whole planet to my Self

It's fueled by EMPTY SPACE which is as infinite as the rubber soul that appears to be stoned blue

Bouncin' off of the cubicle's walls, which way's up is the only question without a conundrum stew

Point away from the ground of being, away from the burned ash of the Big Bang, Santa's an Elf?

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r j j  stephan, i

c.  Freezember Vth, MMXXI Anno Domini @ 7:11 AMPST Dimanche Mon Dieu!

{ Cracked this nut out the shell this AM while listenin' to @JosephineBaker #Greatest HITS on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/UZfPtV8txlg }

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#SameOldSongSameOldDaze #RockrollStonedBlue @FOGHAT #ZantaFantaClaws #OrangeFanta #BoJackHorseman #JudasPriest #Bugattism #SocraticPlatonism

ZEITGEIST BUGATTI, WAY GONE, AN ALL TOO HUMAN, SUBTLE IMPERMANANCE

Over the hills and through the woods, I road the beast until it begged to halt, unsaddled mount

Walked up the path to the end of the walkway and jumped across the wavelength that I found

In a high frequency, the transmission of pictures and voice jacked up evolutionary variationals

Hearing & seeing is believing in the metaphorical Truth & Justice of #Delta8 Johnny liberals.

Children of the peas and the corn left over to give thanks for the headache & stomachache flu

It's all that's necessary, all that's sufficient is not necessarily accessible to mortal men like you

Nothing personal, it's just the origin of the holiday, twelfth century hero worship, annual dues

With or without insurance you & I will some day die, maybe not tonight, tomorrow's all blues.

Fabulous and without merit, a spell I put on you & the minions who flock around the high hopes

Dreams of the ancestral tribes of marauding pirates and serfs of kings and queens on the ropes

But nobody knew what would happen to their descendants down the road to inevitable oblivion

Launching rocket ships and exploring where no man's gone before is all of us just ape's swingin'.

First space shot with a living being was a scared chimpanzee & then eventually, it's all too human

At least 1 human knew they were VOLUNTEERS, UNFORCED servitude to the Idiot, the Man

Extinction's inevitable for a humane Zeitgeist, maybe already gone far, far away from a tiny slob

Known wisdom of dead, old men is all we've got left, they weren't immortal bones, azzhoe Bob!

What it is, this substance of matter is a blown star's exhaust, come on man, so obvious to The Kid

All the generations of humans who remain on Earth & survive the assaults on health & well being

Will without any doubt also face their own mortality and faked hope for it's opposite, unnaturally

Death of Life is the cycle of the blown star, it's dark starstuff, a Freudian-Saganian Time slam skid.

OK now, it's a holiday comin' up to celebrate a mythological Saint Nickolas, a present of the Give

What all bacteria & viral infections can do to harvest the extinction is just wait, gods will forgive

Good cheer cancels all of the Evil alive in the rich and the poor who hate being alive with us all

It's the gene in the human genome that wants to annhilate the DNA. let us never get a kick ball.

Santa comes all day the day before Christmas, waitin' for the cocoa with the rhythm & the blues

All worth the wait and the process goes on without a hitch, all the reindeer disappear into twos

Never a worry since Rudolph is in charge of all of that, red nose friend of mine, I'll put out lights

Moon's bright, got a bag of tricks to dig for all of y'all, comes when y'all sleep warm, I got rights.

It's all for nothing though it's not the Truth you thought it would be, rockin' around an xmas tree

Caroling around the 'hood & gettin' sentimental about baughs of holly, dancin' merrily with Marie

Rings around Rosie, pockets of posies & chicks who seek gloves of high drones' easy rollin' stoners

Giving it all for some is all anybody can do, give it All for dead, gone jingled bells & DNA T-boners.

Lost and found on the road, dead to you and me but still here & now, raw roadkill of a xmas blow

None of us will be here some day in the future, enjoy this ride man, I ain't lyin', live today, bruthu

Stop with the negativity, positive vibes will find me alone in the system of this solar body, muthu

Dreams from genii' among us from Bethlehem to Chicago, NOEL is LEON spelled backward, ipso?

Facts not lost on the Fate of black & white uniforms of stars to die for, everyone of 'em is the One

No choice, nothing is free except Nothing, the Void is the center of the matrix' content, it's a con

A job smokin' heaven's accidental collision of matter, in the back seat, there you go again, oh I.C.

Forged morbidity program, already way gone, immortality's destiny of us, B&W nsane Humanity.

Babies come and go, all gone by the end of the century, replaced by the others' illegitmate to quit

Nobody can stop after the first kiss unless you have no hormones and you're acting in a stage play

Some high priests & some holy, hand maidens in the convent can deal with the unforgiven & holy

Broken hearts of needing a human who dies or just leaves for another human, friend or faux chit!

Mugs meaning all faces tell the whole story, like a form in a painting on the wall, baby of nothing

Coming in and out of consciousness, lying down or standing up, walking, running, jumping, flying

All things you find sweet as honeysuckle are right here & now, don't miss out, it's a monopoly skit

Don't pass go for true love, insane, broken hearts dead & gone, RIPs, calls collect, One way ticket!

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r j j   stephan, i

c.  FREEZEMBER IVth, MMXXI Anno Domini @ 7:11 AMPST Samedhi #FogHatDaze

{ Drafted while listenin' to @Foghat #StoneBlue on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/c0McO4sY8pA & #LIVEconcert @ https://youtu.be/cV9JyYQWyKo  -------  playlist:  1. Fool for the City 2. Home in my Hand (5:30) 3. My Babe (10:27) 4. Stone Blue (14:48) 5. Eight Days on the Road (22:04) 6. It Hurts Me Too (27:55) 7. Honey Hush (37:14) 8. Sweet Home Chicago (42:51) 9. I Just Want to Make Love to You (52:01) 10. Slow Ride (1:03:19) Encores 1. Maybelline (1:11:44) 2. Chateau Laffite '59 Boogie (1:15:57)  }

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omg, so fine!

https://youtu.be/Rx0yYe7T2y8

#Overcoats & #UndercoverWear #WTHdidyoujustsay? #OneOfTheseLemonLoavesPlease

 

AN OBTUSE MISDIRECTION, GOD'S TOO WOKE TO FEAR AN OMICHRONIC OXYMORON

This is neither party nor disco, there ain't no foolin' around in this #fake white room

It's got no windows or curtains, no doors or cathedral ceilings or disappearing floors

As your orphan parents taught you, reading and writing will open ol' Richard's doors

One, two & three brings the brides out of nowhere, a slight of hand & a bride groom.

Pumped up from the air compressed in a container of concrete and steel, it's blown me

There was no synchronization of the Time & Space complements of the divine almighty

All by myself in a choir or at the altar with the body and blood of a human martyr god

To be or not to be transubstantiated into the club of useful idiots who fish with a rod.

Bring the gil-nets to capture the dorsal and tail fins of everything but Snoopy & Brown

Magic, miracles, reality is a dream within a dream, a dramatic realization Xmas uptown

Bad as I've been I don't expect a thing from the snitches I've offended, no toy, Nothing

I'm OK with that since I don't know anybody anyways, no queens, no brothers, no king.

There's a monster inside of my head, I suppose there's chaos making the order to chill

Getting further away from One hot, burning source of our heartbeats, sip a shot to kill

Ennui finishes the ends of a Big Bang, far, far away from heat, invisible cinnamon ants

Cosmic wavelength and frequency transmit the Truth, it's a mask mandate to variants.

Free choice when you use rationality to fool around with the causes of specialty effects

But your free choice is restricted by the jails and prisons of the accidents of teenage sex

Maybe your mother or your father was one of the 'unexpected' results of an apple bite

Funny life in front of your face, the doors are locked and I can't get in, it's out of sight.

Middle of America or down in Tazmania or Saipan, it's the same old song, hum a tune

Ain't goin' up if you're goin' down and you're goin' down man, I think is this too soon

It's never too late and that's a fact of life, before and after the Big Bang, love survived

Microbes, bugs, all of the extinct and to be extinction of species, it means we all died.

Billy goats herded to wonder why they can't eat the fence when wheat grass is chewed

Because it's barbed wire, not wood or aluminum, just pain when you ram a goatshead

Nestegg broke & the yoke's been spent, there's nothing leftover, tidbit of morality din

Top of the morning at the crack of dawn, no chickens or cocks, FOCUS, eye's wide open.

Who pays for their goods with personal check?  Why?  Who doesn't have plastic cash?

Come on man!  It's 2022 almost and you need to step up & get jiggy with the Present

It's all about the tone of your voice and the appearance of your contorted facial bash

Running into the walls and the doors in the prison cells won't get you out, get bent!

Muddy water runnin' north to south, black water runnin' south to north, centered Sin

Middle of the dotted matrix is there but it's not discoverable while alive on Earth's Id

You'll need to die to see the Truth, it's not your or my fault, it's all accidental collisions

You are alive and you're gonna die, that's all you're gonna know, wise up!  Awful spirit!

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r j j  stephan, i

c.  FREEZEMBER IIIrd, MMXXI Anno Domini @ 6:66 AM (EST) #Vendredi

{ Sucked this out of my psyche this AM while listenin' to @Armstrong_GettyRadioShow on @kste650AM, #SonsOfMotherBlasters & @SebastianManiscalco link @ https://youtu.be/e8QZwnJZTgQ }

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