Yesterday Bidniz... WAR rockin' Earth @ricoSacto #Sand #HerculesWeek @SteffG @GwenStefani @BlakeShelton

 

SONNY, DON'T BE AN ASTRO JETSON, JUST A TIE KNEE BUBLE IN A BUBBLE

Hey man, I don't want to be the one that let's you down after you've been well adjusted in bed

To the meat & potatoes for the vegetarians and the carnivores who animate Pearl Harbor dead

After the consummation, the energy output is infused essence of what burned down in infamy

A hero or a heroine would duplicate the oblivious and isolated from an historical beebop scree.

Death comes whether you're yielding success or failure, nobody ever gets out of here alive

Immortality is a figment of the mortal mind's imagination, this is not personal, it's a factoid

That you and I and everyone else alive on Earth are headed for the lights out finale, the end

Wishing it was different and hoping it will change are both highly improbable manifistations.

I am not manufacturing the essence out of the Void, that is not my toy, that's a play of gods

What I am doin' is rockin' with the groove, it rocks, rolls & sometimes glides into the bloods

It's all a material world cripple in the hood, on crutches & in wheelchairs, all for one reason

To be a success for grandma, it's what she would have wanted if she only could see you son!

Last breath and before that unknown gasp, every moment before it from now on, I am #Woke

I had to awaken from the slumber I'd slipped into with the 3 R's of the K-12 public school toke

In the boys room, fired up there & out in the playground behind the handball walls, ma left pa

Raised with a brother and a mother, better than a boxcar or an alley but it wasn't a Mardi Gras.

Secure your gear, get ready to risk your life, all of your limbs if not one & maybe even your back

Suicide may be painless but who ever reported that fiction?  A dead guy or gal?  Come on man!

In a panty bunch, the frustration exhibits as a restriction of free movement, in a prison or in gaol

Keep it all too human, away from from Mary's lock down, anthropomorphic smokin' hot pine roll.

If you want to know the Truth about the reason why we're here on this planet, don't ask me man!

I have no clue other than the rocks on the ground and the expectations of wise women and men

Wisdom being to follow 1 golden rule at all costs, that is, do unto others as you'd have 'em ditto

Avoiding karma causes success on the Time line from random points in Space, goin' down slow.

Never out of atomic fusion, the engine  is the Singularity of the Black Holy War vs. Crusade nazis

On the border or deep within a centerfold of a Playboy's mag, changin' water to wine kamikazes

Safe & sound just like every other day for a long time, suddenly, noise & pain upon my hind end

Saved the entire planet's species of homo sapiens, extincton was the final battle's casualty trend.

Laughed 'til I cried every night since the last time I saw you, my dreams are all dyin' fast, I give up

But wait, I got what I gave & I gave it all, I'm comin' home baby, don't worry, I'll be there in a few

It's my epic flight, comin' in for the trial, guilty or not, 'cause you can never lose what I can't save

Always need more of what you got, more dances left and I got a reason to live, I got what I gave.

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r j j  stephan, i

c.  FREEZEMBER VIIth, MMXXI Anno Domini, Mardi @ 2:22 PMPST

{ Kicked the scat out of this while listenin' to @Michael_Buble Christmas Songs 2022 link @ https://youtu.be/Nw_YR981sko & @DonHo #TinyBubbles kissin' Conan on the lips... ROTFLMFAO link @ https://youtu.be/hIzwIjlV6lc & #PearlHarborSevenZeroYears #Zeros   }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?

#ConsolidatedCriminalCreepin' #InvisibleSpikes #ObviousThirteenGhosts #RollsRoyced

GOD'S LADY MADONNA & PRECARIOUS APEMEN, MY GENERATION'S ALTERNATOR

Proof is positive, one sun's sum of your mothers, stepfathers & the spinning dirt ball we're all on

Died in vain or for all the right reasons, it all dies, all beings, all too humane hens & woke capons

Kids, baby orphans & the well-bred fashionable breeders of bullies who expect immortality saving

It ain't my fault that you're in a death spiral, pointing out a fake news' theory of a sweet nothing.

Fishing in a sea of Wokeness until the sea turns the waves into the last, great Sunami on steroids

Everything turns into dusty dirt, black and blues comin' out of nowhere, stayin' & causin' schizoids

Microwave your bones to dust, you're hash tagged like thief in the night, melted cheese of samich

Bongs blown in & out of aqualungs before the corpus dilecti approaches as we enter a God ditch.

Sons of your mothers who were inseminated by your great, great grandfather, timing's everything

There's absolutely no chance that your grandma's hands treated y'all better than mine, heart love

She was in her thirties and had five or six of her own, takin' care of my eldest of 6 needs, she sang

Some Italian lullabyes and my screamin' stopped with the warm bottles, warm bosom of woman.

Grampa worked for the candy factory, brought me home what the rats wouldn't eat, rot my teeth

Sugar and it's effect on my health and gums was obvious, yet ehre I am, still kickin' a 7th decade

Of these old men, young men and their idiocracy of being a mortal, pretending to be eclectic gods

None anywhere in sight or anywhere in Space between here & Alpha Centauri, UFOs, my hotrods.

Psychotic and neurotic in the middle of the lake, river or sea, ancient & modern civilized one Me

Bored a hole down into the depths of the invisible and unheard of wavelength or frequency tea

Nightmare in a daymare, cyclops closed or wide opened, it's all academic, as dead as King Tut's

Infanticide, homicide, suicide or the extinction of the mighty genome, knockout kick in the nuts.

At the foundation of the theoretical Singularity, we annhilate the good, holy bad & ugly planets

Full of friendly fire, gas of atomic fusion and fission to die for, living fantasy without good Cause

To be or not to be isn't the only question, the high hopes of the giants and midgets takin' a pose

That thing, itself the substance of the hardened gas, smoke & mirrors of the anecdotal sonnets.

Wonder white bread's all you're gonna get, no meat or TOFU hodgepodge, Christmas combustion

Monks in a meeting with the invisible voice of Oz, behind a curtain there's nothing in mortals' sin

Hydrogen and helium with the nitrogen and the oxymorons in your inner sanctum, I'm father sun

I'm so well done, as a Star spun-out, bombin' my mancave's holy sanctum, we're all gods, my son!

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r j j  stephan, i

c.  FREEZEMBER VIth, MMXXI Anno Domini @ 10:10 AMPST Lundi #CaliforniaDreamt

{ Kicked out of the teeth my father's father's great grandmother's sister, never got knocked out of my mouth, listenin' to the #SimpsonsGoToChina link @ https://youtu.be/zzt0xBXTNhI }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?

#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 }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?