#GotNoDejaVous #BeingInTimeOnenessInMultiplicity & #NeverNeverland #HereTodayGoneTomorrow #NoOffense #Paradox #DieAlive #HighHopes @Springsteen @David_Gilmore

HAPPY EASTER ALA ISLE TO 7TH ZEN-SONS, EVE'S ADAM'S NO FUN

It's a tradition passed on from the campfires that burnt the wild weed seeds to flirt

Fell out of the black and blue to be buried into the red, white & the Blues sand & dirt

Justifying dancing when there's no party, no partner but there's a beat about a hole

Surrendering to ONE, a wholeness of the oceanic motion, stirred well an empty soul.

Over the rainbow isn't as far as you might think, it's a refraction of sunlight as you see

Pattern of discovering that there's more to reality than meets a 3rd eye's portal entry

I might die tonight but if you lie to me, I'll never know the facts, factoid life of a feed

The attention which is fluid, on a scale of 1 to 10, 1 being most fluid, I am a 1/2 breed.

1/2 bred attention to the reality before us all forces my hand to discriminate vs fools

Although it's no fault of any fool that they falsely reason to inevitable, conclusive rules

Commanding deity of this here & that there leading edge of a cube's incomprehensable buzz

Mundane Monday, it just can't be trusted, fine wave-infused in pecky cedar's fine gold dust.

You get me straight and you got me, from that point on to infinity, frets shred, jams finalized

Babysitters moved on from the easy gig from God to the dirty rocks, commandments all dead

Doing to others as you would have them do to you, main ingredient of peace on Earth, no war

One thing more than than that miniscule point on  dimensional matrix, Time like ne'er before.

Immersion within the complex acid combination, thought arises to self-examination of eyelids

At the core, in the center of the whole shebang, death stops the multiplication of productives

Regardless of your or my respect for the living and the dead, there are no shortcuts to the End

It's a finale without an encore, all's complete, you're all alone with me, I'm good, return-send.

Over & under, above & below, either or both as it is, I'm the first choice to shoot a shorty film

At eleven or seven with or without the camera roll, matter and energy sugar, atom bondo rim

Monkified humanity, all too human, still on the journey from ignorance to enlightened T-bone

Mesmerized in dreams of being too human, a regiment of monkeys site-seeing, GI Joe blown.

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r j j  stephan, i

c.  FREEZEMBER XXVIIth, MMXXI Anno Domini, Lundi @ 808 AMPST

{ Conscious of death's end of life, #Scratch led to the instant/constant awareness of The Fact of Life, jammed on @CurtisMayfield #BackToTheWorld on a youTube loop @ https://youtu.be/kvkBtKi9VIc }

F I N I S
W.W.A.R.D.?

#WinkAndANod #ItJustAintFair @HEARTband @KeanuReeves @SmokeyRobinson @DarylsHouse #IdEnvyMeEgoIsFree #LoneStar_band #DontRockHard @Keb'Mo @LonestarBand #COSMICosmos #JoesGarage #ZappaFrankie #ACDC #RockinTilDawn #BobDylan #RobertZimmerman #JenLopez

CATHOLIC FLY-GIRLS & IN DEPTH PSYCHOLOCO BABBLERS

Cat-lick boys in a mental & physical state of being recently conceived in the past two point two hours

Urgently attempting to decide to remain viable or to annhilate the essence of one's orgiastic splendors

Got news for all who follow bouncing balls, timing is everything and the only thing that kill's the son

Daughters of the Evil Eye, both above & below this planet's dirty ball of rock & roll haze, in a union.

Not a teamster nor a public employee, gathered are the throngs of unaborted, unwanted grown up kids

They wait for the handouts rather than striving for excellence, it's never their fault, they got fornicated

Divine parental guidance in learned behavioral principles of ethical morality is defunct, nihilistic cud

Yet I'm layin' this down on the line for those about to rock or those who mourn the facts of life's studs.

In the two by fours and the roofing shingles covering the plywood, this home, this house is the One's

I have nothing and it's all there is, to be or not to be isn't the only question comin' out of the cinnabuns

It's the categorical imperative on steroids, the entry into the Singularitys' Black Hole, a dynamohums

First Cause's gravitational collapse to the inevitable neutrino-exploding implosion, it's junkys & bums.

These ne'er-do-wells have the audacity to ask for and wait for handouts before they beg to be busted

By the enforcement of vagrancy laws and efficient incarceration of the bums and junkies, crime's caput

Now then, let all of the bad guys who are in jail get loose, back out on the streets of the cities, bums

Remember that only a junky and a bum knows what it is all about, live or die, angels in city's slums.

Devils are alive in the mind of the merry men and women who celebrate death of God, annually Man

Reminding of the memory that can't be forgotten by the DNA code, it's out of human hands, no joke

Although it's a peculiar state of affairs to be alive and know you're gonna die someday like an egg yoke

It doesn't matter that you know it, you can't control Timing although the timing is indeed, everything!

Now then, the war ends in the peace that leads to the inevitable immoral and unethical flee from One

Separate from the mass of bacteria-like infections of the petri dish of this solar system, of this sun, son

All you know is that you don't know anything other than you got lucky to think that you are more now

Conclusion deduced is Truth, Justice is a ham sandwich's One-lipped kiss, put two together & blow.

There's no Humpty Dumpty fallin' off any real Berlin Wall or Wall of China, not even off Wall Street

Simple to complex is way too much for me in 2021 but in a week, 2022 and I have got news for you

Think like a type of ape-like creature who has no idea what happens to bodies other than stink, stank

They get buried like all of the thinking and unconscious do, underground, underwater and under Me.

Bloody wine from water is a transubstantiation of molecular structure but bread muting into godust

Please forgive my original sin that morphed into a mortal and venial one, I'm sorry man!  It's a must.

What I meant to imply is Nothing is all there is, due to the nature of the Earth beast, I'm gonna die too

No choice although if I could be God, well then, I'd reconsider the reconoiter of the plantary Foo Foo.

Bums, only because their birth was an error in human judgement, no product of survival or the fittest

Jungles full of cement and rocks that rolled out of place, into a corner, on a pedastel of a phuckphest

Ma and Pa watch from above or below, laugh and smile about that conceptual analysis of the chatter

Catholic girls did what they had to, we all got here somehow, it's a deja vous, Invention of Mothers!

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r j j  stephan, i

c.  FREEZEMBER XXVIth, MMXXI Anno Domini @ 711 Ante-Meridien, PST

{ Drafted in the #DeepEnd in spite of my self, invisible as usual when the year winds down to the imaginary close of Falling down into Winter for a few months, as I jammed unto oblivion listenin' to @FrankZappa #CatholicGirls & HITS @ https://youtu.be/5fdcDN4LbYQ }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?

MERRY CHRISTMAS TO THOSE WHO KNOW before #BloodySunday #PeaceBaby #MicroAggression #NiceAndNaughtyToBoot

PHANTASM COMING ON SHOCKED JOCKS & SANTA's BAMBINO POPES, MCTA

Babies born to women from all seven continents, they live and die without knowing why they die

Can't even figure out the reason why they're alive in the first place, someone dropped a dime too

On all of us and then left us out to hang & drip dry, it's the thing itself that's the nature of air raids

Monkeys to viruses as men are to bacteria, all species must own their nature, eat apes, get AIDS.

Fanatics moving first and then slowing down to return to a resting state, unmoved mover on high

Mining the gold and silver, turning it to lead and lickity-split quick, too close to the sun, gonna fry

Hot or cold, in the end, there's nothing to see without eyes, to smell without a nose, to be, to see

Amorphous and invisible to the naked eyes, a glob of everything's essence is the nature of the free.

Apples in a garden, water inside a cactus in a desert, everything else is ahistorical, I made it all up

From the innocent boy-mind, a rascal & an idiot mated with the queen bees of the hive, full stop

Apes stinkin' up the joint, cleanin' the oven's grease and grounded grime, clear & present danger

Perfection predicted by the blown horns and beaten sheepskin, rocked & rolled out the manger.

Morality is only active while activated mortality moves the blood and bones around in a circle

Power within and without the matrix, pushing and pulling the atomic stuff like a tiddly winkle

Focus in and branch out of the place where you're at, where you've been and where you all fell

Working and playing until you can contemplate a universal supernaturality, wearing hell's bell.

That would be the day I die in the middle of stating a sentence, the premise for a logical conclusion

Supported by the sensations that only a blind and deaf Man could feel, he's not happy being a half

Part man, part woman, like his father and mother before him, ad infinitum in retrograde, my Suns

Those are ALL stars between the empty space between your ears & in the matrix Void's godsons.

You think you are alive, therefore you're alive?  Come on man, you're livin' in a dream world, as a cow

That was my father on Earth telling me about a mythical father in Heaven, which is not here or now

Final feed from the monkey shines called historical record, it's illiterate and illogical, so irrational

Apes know it all, men know that Nothing is as important as a heartbeat before the last gasp, eh pal?

Begin with a virgin birth that is physically impossible, except for a saga regarding fictional gods

Angels & Devils, Slegna & Slived in an imperfect world caused by a big bang & expansion pods

Forward from point A to point B or backward in reverse of the First Cause, yields 4 P2 O5 too

A miracle of the mixture, the menudo is a staple for the origin's First Move, One's inorganic spew.

Misery's merely the lack of Happiness, pleasure & pain drive the thing itself to live & die in Santa Fe

Or Chicago, Detroit, New York, Miami, New Orleans, Houston we have a problem up here y'all

It's nothing you can see or hear or taste, smell or touch but it's right there, right now, always to be

Man, woman, child, dog, cat, snake, insect, bacteria or virus, anything grounded into a dust ball.

Mammoth rocks rolling around a burning ball of hydrogen and helium, in perpetual motion's lock

To go around in an elliptcal circle, two things in one, so to speak, as above, so below, it is to mock

Your mortal mind, mortal body, mortal soul are all you have here man!  Awareness of your Selves

Many muskateers ready for the battle at hand, they came for Jesus, it's done, Merry Xmas, the elves!

M C T A = #MerryChristmasToAll

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r j j  stephan, i

c.  FREEZEMBER XXVth, MMXXI Anno Domini @ 6:66 AMpst

{ Drafted listenin' to @U2 #BloodySunday link @ https://youtu.be/LQZLPV6xcHI wondering if Jesus, Mary & Joseph were myths of the #ThreeWiseMen... #SeeFearSayNoEvil #LIVEitsSaturdayNight! }

#TookResponsiblityForCreationOfInferiorBonesOnEarth #BornToRunWild #AnInfiniteShuffleOfEasyStreet #MortalSinsSavedMankindKilledGodsSon

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?

#BloodySunday