#BanginOnBongosLikeAChimpanzee #LookAtThoseYOYOs #Hey you GDJO, 💋💋 #IWantMyMTV2 💋💋 @DireStraits #YouAndYourFriend #MoneyForNothing #GodsPizzed #CheetahPizz

MAGNETIC PLASMA, WHITE LIGHTENING & TEQUILLA  IN A RED HOT PANDORA'S BOX

Where is the ship that disappeared from the Philadelphia experiment, radio frequency of Jacob

Inside of the wavelength's form, there's a Faraday and a Tesla somewhere being born tomorrow

Their mothers & fathers have no clue about the future of their offspring, rotate a wobbling blob

I disappeared into nowhere & nobody I used to know found me, I lived in plain sight of glory's ho.

Bums & junkies created history and then died and left you & I the boss of it all, ape's batchit crazy

Keep your body's 208 bones in Mind, because it's always over the matter but what is the Matter?

Know nothing at all but it's always the only thing that matters, bones live via gods named The Kid

It's One's multiplying & overcrowding that causes the extinction of the species, conceive 19CoVid.

All higher civilizations of the planet's mud could not reach the stars with the dirty pounds of sand

All too human, these high-brow, black and blue, white-skinned skeleton bags of muscle and sinew

Magnets filling my mind's eye with the thing itself, a substance of the essence of white lightening

If you're drunk or stoned so that you don't know your name, it's a fiction that's way gone, I'll sing!

Dropped off into the dire straits of the stinkin' city of bad smells, the Iriquois know the down way

Below the fagots and the civilized ladies and gentlemen with trains, boats & airplanes of the AOK

Come on women!  Follow the sum of all of your fears, what your mothers knew & passed through

A field of dreams' electrons firing within the cockeyed head, there it is, the whole shebang's blow.

Insiders made too much hay out of the grass and it's all up in smoke of the Rocky Mountain high

Slammin' on the brakes and screechin' to a halt, there's no other way to lay down the rubber line

It's more than a feeling and a lot less than being dead bones in a box, ashes' urn, in mama's thigh

Wine and songs of the invisible angels, allow the imaginary figments to infuse plasma cherry pie.

As I lie to your face I also lay dying in my bed or on the sidewalk by the French bakery, it's a Way

Eating a chocolate eclair walkin' down the Chicago avenue to the LeClaire Way, a deadended day

All jacked up on the sugar, gettin' wild eyed bat-scat crazy with the elders, an altar boy of a God

Had shots to go straight to heaven, felt like the first time, never did before, Pandora's Dirt blood.

by

r j j  stephan, i

c.  FREEZEMBER XIIth, MMXXI Anno Domini,  Dimanche 911 AMPST

{ Drafted first listenin' to @ACDC #HaveADrinkOnMe link at https://youtu.be/D_IrXsEHZxM & in a #HotBattle in the #FogOfClarity #OnTheUpHigh while listenin' to @Richard_Tangel interview regarding his @USArmy tour of duty 1967-1968, #BePreparedToDieYoung link on youTube at https://youtu.be/7-2o7hKTf5w .... bowel worms, VD, malaria, swarming mosquitos, jungle rot stink foot & dysentary in @CommVietNam & #ChiCons #NVA }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?

R.I.P. @Michael_Nesmith #SpreadTheHonkyTonk #JK #HillbilliesAndCountryHonkies

 

PENSION OF THE IDIOT, LOVE IN MEMPHIS, TENNESSEE

Grim silence inside of your mind's eyes that used to be right there atop of your two pig iron jaws

Sat in the only chair with a table, a bong & some booze, seasons greetings for me n' Sandy Claws

It's not going to be forever man, all you can do is wait and some day like magic, intake downlow

Astonished gods of Earth grin, at a woman's love spawned & lost to heaven, as above, so below.

A god put to death and all he gets is 2000 years of sorry about that chief, we'll just grab bag gifts

From the wise men to the prince of the paupers, born in a barn, in a manger, homeless like a bum

This is it man, all you're gonna get, hope you like the sweater, i got the receipt if you exchange it

Bells were ringing all day & all night but nobody knew why and only the gods knew, I am the shyt.

Test me and you'll yield an excellence beyond your low expectation, surprise, surprise, surprise it

Mentally challenged & ready for happiness or gloom, it's what I bargained for, an illegitimate kid

Without soul, conceived in a testtube of egg & code gamete, no love in me, not of my intercourse

In the dream or woke in the new or old years, in front or behind each of us, end all of discourse.

I couldn't move away from the table anymore, I had the blues too long, my baby's gone, it's over

Grim news I brought on by my reportage, I didn't have to listen, I didn't have to be a good lover

But I was, just like the stars shinin' above in the empty Space, I'm here, soon I'll be sans cellphone

It ain't my choice or my fault, this sorrow & pain, world war & battles of good, bad & ugly bone.

You and I ain't gonna get away with pulitzer prize peace or nuclear war missile extinction, it's true

False as the pretend forms fillin' the 'round the shoulder boulder holder, lies repeating the blues

As above this hard rock planet, below it's revolutionary orbit and spin, only women cry and come

Up above the clouds and down six beet below my tombstone, recollect grandma to daughter fun.

All my sisters and brothers know me and hope the devil won't be so harsh on rubber soul foods

Some of my actions were involutary and some were mistaken decisions based on old scat moods

There's no essence of Time and Space, no matrix or foundation substratum of infinite boredom

Full of the scatological programming founded by the men and women who craved survival's cum.

Screaming and smiling on the way down the hill, my toboggan rolled and all of screws fell to Eden

Here & now we're writhing for reasons for being, appearing out of the dark web spaces, "I Win!"

It's always something, if you've got nothing and appear as a leper, live, evil men give hidden clues

Hobos, spirits in the process of species' extinction, holy watered poppies & boogie woogie blues.

Talking out loud or thinking quietly to yourself, the traffic of your brain function'll get in the jams

Probable affection from those pretty legs and backside of the bones, given to me like god's dams

Fathers smiled at the mothers, all of the love opened up the gash and the duplication of a thread

FedEx xmas dances in perpetuity, a ghetto's junior beings, gal & guy, god heads, we're all dead!

by

r j j  stephan, i

c.  FREEZEMBER XIth, MMXXI Anno Domini @ 9:11 AMPST

{ Jammed in a loop of youTube @MaryWells #MyGuy https://youtu.be/4WT7nBGX5eU?list=RDMM #WordOfHonor? }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?

#Legendary #ShotgunBetty & a #TomCat @USN #HellFrozeOver #BlackJesus #EVERLAST #EMPIRE @JussieSmollett @CamillaCaballo #InASenseInnocence #Eagles @EaglesBandOfBrothers

A ONE DOG-GOD SUBSTANCE, JACKED UP TOMCAT

Here & there, a bottom line appears & you stand there, staring at divine, ice-frozen heat

In the rear of the arena where the Christians are sent to be the food of the father's wife

Bones crumbled to dusty fuzz, blown away with the Earth's wobbling revolutionary teat

Sucked on until bone dry as it should be, bones are like that, holdin' on dry, for dear life.

Bongs blown from here to eternity just because there was a need to use blue bamboo

Pretty or ugly are the fashion of the high society and the grinches fighting the evil Foo

They come in peace as UFO spots in the darkness, moving to and fro, as if there's Life

Within and around the thing itself, a form of matter created it without a divorced wife.

Spontaneously here and now, killer winds and mother's inseminators who walk one line

Around in the hole's empty skies and grounds, I slide in and out for a climax, oh so rude

Better the last time than it was the first time, what in the name of God was that design

Bums, junkies, scholars, professors, fatherless children of single mama cats, God, Dude!

Calculus of the higher trigonometry, you can repeat it all ad infinitum or terminate it all

Stop the beat of One heart, the exhaling will never resume, always all been a screwball

Hit & threw it up in the air, caught it and threw it back and forth, homerun fly to an out

Game was over before it began with no random rules, Love wins in the 1st round, knockout bout.

by

r j j  stephan, i

c.  FREEZEMBER Xth, MMXXI @ 6:06 AMPST, Vendredi magic spells forgotten by moronic idiots!

{ Drafted listenin' to @Everlast #BlackJesus on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/dVeLYAgiJxg }