#WhiskeyGlasses #CantSeeTheEndsWithoutIt #SippinRoundTheTruth @MorganWallen @Santana #WhereMyFatherMotherBrotherAndSisterLIVE @pink

PLAY IT AGAIN PINKY, & IT'S 1 FOR THE MONEY 2 FOR THE SHOW

Come home now!  Do you hear me speaking?  Do you know that I have a voice?  Come back now!

You & I know nothing but we've been programmed like your laptop, your notebook full of a cow

It's the movement of life, breathing & walking, slithering, swimming or flying in the purple feet

Bombs away on the punks and junkies who run the Scatshow, they'll die like the food they eat.

Trains moved, I saw them leave the station, kill the gods that never existed from the old X-file

Origin of you and your soul, your mama and the whiskey, wine and the shine at the mudshow

Kickin' it in the styx is all I ever wanted to do since high school's all night senior year binge flow

Kegs and bottles empty the day after when everybody woke up on the floor, wet & cold tile!

Monkeys be jumpin' to the back beat and askin' to couple with the others who bite the hands

I fed them until they bit my fingers off, rest, it wasn't any type of a complicated equation pill

You don't chew it, just swallow it as if it's what you must to survive in the concrete jungle kill

Now then, here & there in Time and Space, awareness dawns on knots of rubber rock bands.

You can't see what a blinded human sees since you're not too human yourself, it's a lost mind

In the middle of the center of the last microdot of german shepherds, passin' jack this way too

Didn't really have to do anything except just be alive & ready to roll at the drop of an ice cube

Always or at least sometimes, ready & willing to hit the spot, that one way down below boob.

Gods made this happen man!  If you don't have the blind faith, it don't matter anyways, so true

Walk or fly, ride or slide on the rocky roads' twists and turns until you run out of fuel, no @Tesla

In or out of the matrix, you will never know what it really means to go down to the honky tonk

It's on the streets of Bourbon and Smirknoff, right on the corner there's a big neon sign, Kronk!

Statues molded forms to keep rock hard stoners recollecting COVID bat-schit that happened here

I mean everything I say, I look & see the Truth without trying, obviously I need way kegs of beer

Move the bones & make 'em say it twice & deal with the #UpTheHill battlebots, so to be or not

Nothing else needed to float on the #Pink, I recommend this Jack n' Jill schit, all ya need to float.

On being all too human when you're just data bytes in a divine mind of One's cosmic black Pez

On roads or in currents of wind & sea, I'm here, now, I'll be gone in a snap, as a NYC minute flies

Not here to rush to the exit for the finale may never be for me to see before my astigmatic eyes

Seed in you and buried underground grows and dies and withers, it's a cycle of our free choices.

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r j j  stephan, i

c.  FREEZEMBER XIIIth, MMXXI Anno Domini @ 333 AMPST Lundi's world in the toilet!

{ Jammin' to @ChrisJanson #FixADrink link @ https://youtu.be/-_Op0bQfMoo & @BrooksAndDunn #WayGone link @ https://youtu.be/EBzBoy9oa54 }

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W.W.A.R.D.?

#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.

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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!

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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? }

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W.W.A.R.D.?