#CheapSeatsBehindAPOLE #Cher #GregAllman #SteveWinwood #ShotgunBetty #BubbaSparx #AlexanderKing

MUCH MORE COWBELL FOR ME & MY KIN, TROJAN DEAD HORSES, YOYO!

Congames take a lot of time to perfect so you can scam & escape without detection

Board of Directors have their Boss, no identity or location in Space and Time, it's a sin

Yet, the inexplicable is reality, on a burned out ball of dirty star stuff, a petri dish sun

A star's acid recombinant forms of life and it's inevitable ending, pray it don't happen.

Open the ears & eyes, of course it's too far to smell, taste or touch, God's a joker, son

It's you that's not in on the joke, you are indeed one of the jokers, there are too many

The revolution around the elliptical, gravitational collapses of Time warped Singularity

Get ready to see the naked Truth for what it is, wo-men who want to foul up The One.

Zoom to the end of the line, it's a finite, thin One that can't stop moving in cosmic love

Compassion for our sworn enemies, they wanna do their wills' bidding, below or above

Angels or red, white and blue devils or the matrix of their universe, can't make this up

What happens in 2051 when I'm 100 years old that year, 30 years from now in stirrups.

Common ground above the stratosphere and at the middle of Earth's core, molton lava

Hot liquid rock rollin' down from volcanoes to the sea, up river, up country mocha java

We all read about it, that we need or want it, give me some water without poison ink

Forms from virus, bacteria and the conglomeration of shapes, creation's accident stink.

Idiots mocking the morons and vice versa, ad infinitum without a schism in Time's lines

The calculus is clearly a function of the genome, imagine a stick & ball construct of God

A holy punk who hung out on the corner full of orphans from the orphanage's enzymes

Some girl, some woman, some sister, mother or daughter didn't know, bleedin' blood.

No joke without a punch line to laugh at or at least appreciate the humorous half backs

Who catch & run with their balls in hand, don't bounce straight up or down under sacks

Sad but true, we're all gonna die, depressed or happy as a lark, matter & energy voided

Collapsing an expansion of atomic nucleii, eyes wide open in the tower of Ho, Undead.

Punks & thugs populate One's genome of orphans, motherless children, girls' uptown

A sharknado will twirl around 'til the graves shovelled dirt on jaws full, it's goin' down

I lost my smell, lost my bad taste and I can't feel anything because my skin's frozen so

It's 32 degrees & I'm as cold as the ground of a red dirt road, frostbitten as my toe, Joe!

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r j j  stephan, i

c.  FREEZEMBER XXVIIIth, MMXXI Anno Domini @ 7:11 AMPST #MardiFat!

{ Die, live a day or 300,000 nights on Earth, it's the same old song it used to be, jammed this out listenin' to #MoreCowbell & @SteveWinwood #Valerie in a loop @ https://youtu.be/cbKNICg-REA }

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W.W.A.R.D.?

#NewYearDay @U2 #MedicineMan @Keb'Mo #ForLandSakes #HolyJake

VIRGIN BORE ME IN HOLY OUTERSPACE, WINGED ANGEL SEX GOT SPENT, KEEP THE CHANGE

Continued past the function of indoctrination and post secondary desegregation in sin

There's nothing left in the middle but the punks from the neglected ilk of dysfunction

Pumped up gas into fools who speak pig latin, ou-yay now-kay hat-way I ean-may, eh?

Why you always on your period?  Then suddenly it's beyond War, crazy fools & dogs.

Spice out of reach, dry dust devil's dead roots created The End, Supernova fired buds

Brought in from the random hemispheres to the equator on Pacific Oceans and Isles

Real world won't stop hasseling you and me until the force within breaks free of tiles

Matter and its forms of It are all there is, on a UFO or in a casket like all Elmer Fudds.

If & only if you believe in magic will this assist this #Fix-Is-In clown show, all's dead

Screwed on though a virus & amended a DNA code, The Fittest overunnin' all scared

Old & in the way as if the young could handle the survival of the civilization all alone

Logic & reason are not only required to be known but also to be used by every clone.

Know something unknown by anyone else & it will remain unknown, owned the 'x'

Figure it out and keep it quiet in here & out there, not everybody needs to know It

Secret out in the open for anyone to read, see and comprehend, got a million 'likes'

Killed the free speech behind clenched teeth & a sucking sound, gonna break dykes.

It's obvious that you want to peel off your loose skin, to beat the drum of a Tom-Tom

Form of gods, form of all too human duality, half angel, my dad, half woman, my mom

Don't shoot the messenger man, get to know the Truth a bit better & elevate rockstone

Greased to slide back & forth, to & fro, lasts longer without friction, a conceptual bone.

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r j j  stephan, i

c.  FREEZEMBER XXVIIth, MMXXI Anno Domini @ 3:33 PMPST

{ #TwoForOneDay jammed while bein' programmed by UFO's & listenin' to #MedicineMan @Keb'Mo link @ https://youtu.be/MfNpa372t-Y }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?

#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 }

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W.W.A.R.D.?