#FirstComeLastServedFreeLunch #NewOrder #Substance #ChancesAre #WARtheBand

ONE EYE GOT SOME BLISS BUT DON'T LOOK BACK BABY, IT'S TOTALLY BLACK & BLUE

I support the argument without any inductive or deductive knowledge of reason or metalogic

A feature of my existence is being totally ignorant of all valuable wisdom retained on record

Milling about in my cranial vacuum there appears a monkey, an apeman, a strange ol' bawler

Difficult to tame from infancy's waste management up to the end stage of Father Time's call.

Here and now and I don't mean maybe, I mean right this very second's instant, dirt is filled

A hole, nothing more nor less than A Word, a sound that creates wavelength and frequency

Common sense and the intellect combine sometimes before death extinction LA to NY, say

Pouring over the historical record, the search yields that the best killers survive being killed.

Brown and black, freshly created out of nothing or sucked into the Singularity's black hole fuss

One way or another, it's not a human choice, all too divine, above Earth's red dirt and below us

Apes don't know & frankly don't care but humankind's dizzy with fear of death's fake Wokeness

All the queens and kings got together and shared the facts of life a long time ago, we're stones.

Out of sight and totally out anyone's control, the cosmos rocks and rolls, shapes the expansion

Then the inevitable sleigh bells begin ringin' and blowin' you back into nostalgic connundrums

Recollecting the past & iving in one moment's present that moves on without a call girl's check

All rivers flow past you and you can't step into it twice, ask Heraclitus but he's dead, so, ah heck.

It's an undeniable, perrenial truth and make no mistake, it's man made since there's nothing else

No angels, sorry my dear grandmothers and grandfathers back into the empty Void, true & false

Just a passenger myself, neither power nor the will to power, I don't think, therefore I cry in bliss

Future & Past, I'm guessin' I'm barbaric so I'm gonna go get high, mouth agape, I see it like this!

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r j j  stephan, i

c.  FREEZEMBER XVth, MMXXI Anno Domini @0911 AMPST

{ Dusted off Tile this AM listenin' @NewOrder #Substance @https://youtu.be/ppvaVmABNFs }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?

#HulaHoopHoopla #CrispinStPeters #RocksNotRockin' #Delfonics #Funkadelic @MavisStaplesXmas #HULA & #PureCreamOfTheCrop

GATEKEEPERS'  UNMOVED MOVER, BAWLIN' MATTER & WARPIN' TIME

Passed about the rhythmic, rockin' backbeats of ups & downs, deep blues, funky outerspace licks

Rhyming the sound of the linguistic expressions of nihilistic philosophy, an a priori pretty face kid

It comes a moment before the a posteriori function of the calculus, all hyperphysics of the matrix

Personality runs into a problem when ego splits into a moral dilemma as holder of my papa's lid.

Drama all in your mind where it belongs, that ain't my fault or maybe it's half mine, half all yours

Experience oneness, divine presence in the Present being, still lost Space's irrtrievable Past tours

Duty to be obedient and follow instructions for whatever you've been recruited for, pilot or CIA

In the perfect world I happen to be in, I'm successfully fulfilling my reason for being born, today.

I write the music, sing the out of tune song until it becomes in synchronization with the high time

Money given & money earned, loans taken and debts forgiven by death in full or on Time's dime

It's all outside of my paygrade even though I have the most high hope that I'll live after they die

You know mytholgical malarky inherited from the Kings, Queens, Czars & Popes, ain't gonna lie.

An invisible origin communicating what's clearly Nothing and I mean the complete absence of 0

Undetectable by the senses and unintelligible to the genii who know it all, imagine another hero

See the light, hear sounds, feel the hands and cheese cloth dryin' the redskin & red head of hair

Back to the bosom from which the lords of the rings also ran and jumped off into the lion's lair.

That's all there is to it, to be or not to be, got to be either squeezed out or punched in the line

Snip and cut releases the essence into the light without as much intense pain to mama's daddy

There's no judgement one way or the other, to emerge from darkness is the whole point, mine

Poverty's full of gold, silver & gems cut & raw out the ground, poor boys and girls, to be happy.

Put your hands together and you'll hear the clap except in the unnatural vacuum of a ganje mop

Paired up with your nemesis due to the pandemic of '21, it's a long way to fat bottoms, to ZZTop

Wisdom of knowledge is a very good thing but you can't hold on to it in a material world stack

It's here and now and I mean right now, you missed it, it's gone, it probably won't come back.

Fortunate to have come and gone, speaking from hyperspace's Time warp, heard by a big herd

Just for the kicks I'm gonna get watchin' the magic movin' everything around me, I say, a Word

Wished three times and nothing happened right away, I'll have to wait for the beespeller's show

Witches took forever to open the door but I'm the One that was inside, now I'm out, let's blow!

Working for the checks' givin' the holy families high hopes that the dream's never gonna fudge

Life will go on when everybody you know dies, your life will follow suit, off of the razor's edge

Space stops at hard rocks, falling from heaven ends consciousness' apologetics, God is The Kid

More space than stars, planets & nuclear war matters of state, strange brew of an idiot's grid.

by

r j j  stephan, i

c.  FREEZEMBER XIVth, MMXXI Anno Domini @ 11:11 AMPST

{ Drafted while listenin' to @TRAFFIC #LowSparkOfHighHeeledboys on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/rEZH0t5Yozw }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?

#Margaritaville #FiveOclockSomewhere #ILoveThisBar #BelieveMeFirst #Jimmy #Alan #Ronnie & #Kick

PAID MY TAB IN HOLY FISHIN' HOLES, CHRISTMAS DAZED

Hark, I fried up some perch & blue gills, that's all there was to it, I licked my fingers

Helped myself, fixed myself up with a pine twist, blue solo cup & a dixie plate dish

Read the words and understand the meaning meant behind the sounds of the mind

Peers are not on the planet anymore, they're all gone except the old, silent geezers.

Out in the jungle or in the rice patties, you're gonna get the jungle rot in a hot screw

Keepin' your toes under your knees is a great idea, no kiddin' they cut 'em all off too

On crutches, fake feet and wheelchairs to keep my gods in check, eatin' glue & paste

But I don't know what happened to the digits of the 10 digits, up in medicinal waste.

A god dies every year whether you like it or not, it's a happening of epic proportions

Things themselves all collasping into one nucleus of Earth's red hot, immortal cosigns

In the middle of a silent, holy night, the silence & the calmness escaped once again

Asleep in heaven or hell isn't going to get anyone off the hookers hooks of holy zen.

Liberty & indentured slavery to the corporal punishment of whips, chains & ol' gaols

Where the good, bad & ugly go just 'cause a jury of peers says it must be so, fool-bots

Again, it's matters of time until the space closes upon itself & implodes into tiny dots

Joy & the disappointment of living life without meaning anything to anybody's holes.

Studied, learned, graduated, rested on laurels, headed tot he finale with or without me

If I have a soul, it's mine and not the creator's, I have it right here, right now, God don't

So, think for yourself, fish or swim, we're all alive & exist for a reason & only one, to be

Last gasp of a new, badass gift gathered glory of gods, Big Man is above all, Magic font.

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r j j  stephan, i

c.  FREEZEMBER 13th, 2021 A.D.  303 PMPST Lundi, #AllIWantForXmasYouKnow

{ Drafted out of the matrix without a map & listenin' to #ItsFiveOClockSomewhere @AlanJackson link @ https://youtu.be/BPCjC543llU }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?