#BetterToBeThanNotToBe "#NoQuestion" #LIES #BOLDFACEDLies #CREED #BelieveYoureKindOfABigDeal #HeadInFoghat

BLIND FAITH LOVE OF BLUE MOONS & SILVER SPOONS

Monkey's hands are paws, ape's feet are paws, honky homo sapiens' paws are feet & hands

More of the iridescent cream of the crop, no tattoos just the satin of smooth, red heart fans

Monger this and eat it all before you have to share it with the starved masses of fox in a can

In several moments from now, you'll die with no thought that you can stop it, ending began.

Short trip from the womb to the doom you get in the tomb, I don't need the reason's rhyme

Yet it comes and goes willy nilly, regardless of the will or intent of this thing itself, what I am

Nobody but me, nobody but anyone but myself or I, in any case, I deduce an induction of Id

Somewhere in Time's Space, deep underground near the core, it's too red hot, what God did.

I thought just like any other thinking amoeba in the cosmic menudo, that I'm all that it screws

Living in the world's series of misfits filling in black holes with smokey mirrors, it lives so it dies

There's no way that an evolved creation could be this absurd, to play games of mortality rules

On a moon or in a singularity's black hole, all hell's broken loose from the myth, angel fireflies.

Catch the ball, I passed it to you and it's on the way down to your paws, you got it now, run!

For the points, for the win for the sake of the civilized world, Man, Woman, a wise old bum

All above and all below the matter, the flow of the plasm moves directed by the will to power

Either you have it or you don't, it's a win or it's a loss, no middle fork to the finale of A Player.

Passed or run into the red zone, fission and fusion cause the effects which implode in a crypt

Typical invisible souls and DNA bones forming from microscopic code, recalled & forgotten it

On a number line, positive and negative integers to the right and to the left of zero, nil, zip

Funk of burning foam lifting up from the dirty ground beef chucked to the stock yards' heap.

Among you and me, there is nobody else you'll find to flip your pancakes like I can, but wait

A challenger attempts to intercept the butter and syrup taste with the blueberries, too late

Already ate the whole stack of my girlfriend's rack, got whacked and smacked just doin' it

 Conquered because I divided the multiplicity and subtracted additions resulting in this chit.

Pawns can take the queen and put the king into check without trouble as long as it's all safe

If you jeopardize your safety & lose your only chance to become enlightened, sleepy Gomers

With piles and piles of smiles for the tons and tons of #HellsFire, core of the Earth's UV light

Misunderstood, #HowWeDo an historical norm, "in the beginning" there was a cosmic fight.

Being supreme murderer isn't all it's cracked up to be, try to be perfect when it's One & done

No disobedience to morality law and ethical judgements about life, death and the after lives

Where the souls' spirit flies about in the middle of the Void, experiencing Nirvana just for fun

After the rigor mortis sets in, pulverized bones post incinerated cream or formaldehyde Lies.

Who wants a body to return to it's former living selfhood?  Nobody man, nobody, you're nuts

Coming back in an immortal forms of "GHOST" or "GEIST" ain't a Casper it's cracked up to be

Unfriendly ghosts cannot exhibit human fear and loathing of the existence we're blessed with

Too human, lunar ancestors watch from above & below US, ancestors of Stott, I Am Stith.

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r j j  stephan, i

c.  Dimanche, Janvier XVI, MMXXII Anno Domini @ 1:11 PMPST

{ Drafted in a @CREED #Tsunami link #OneLastBreath youTube link @ https://youtu.be/Ir5_Yeqw01g  }

#DarylsHouse #TRAIN #AlignmentNoWorkNoJob #MarvinGaye #WhatsHappeninBrother? @TRAIN @TheOjays #RedneckGirls

DARK MATTER & A PLETHORA OF VIRGINIA'S IDIOTS

Come on man, open your mouth & take your medicine and you'll see the same thing, Nothing

It ain't my fault it's the way it is, it's nobody's fault at all, neither human nor divine, it's A Thing

Neither more nor less than one's construct of a conceptual figment of imagination, it's the sun

Nothing everywhere even if you're blind, deaf & dumb as a stoned rock, it's all to human, son.

With or without you, God's stage is set to atrophy in millions of years, meaning no mo' trippin'

Orphaned or well educated & well cared for as if your bones are immortal, a rock of mortal sin

Gold or silver is the way of the warrior and the monk, dependent on the spun yarn recalled fur

Colored skins on naked apes, all that was offered when my injection infected every him & her.

Think this way or no way at all, we're all alive, animal, microbes, planted Earth fauna to vanish

In a sunami of solar flairs, all H2O will turn out to be the God we're always referring to, A Dish

Minds over Matter but there's no mind without It, Matter is everything except emptied Space

No atomic life's left in this universe, holy savior ain't here man, above a crossbone skull's face.

Conceived, stillborn, immortalized, forgotten in the end, nobody cares, it's over when it's over

Do not shoot the messenger with your bow and arrow from Cupid or a zillion Rudy Valentinos

Here's the thing, the whole thing and nothing but the thing itself, you can't make this scat up

Poeism ettiquette dreams in a huge vacuum of Mr Big's mind, gargantuan God's Cannabis cup.

Stream the smoke from fire to the emptiness we all know from the womb, dark, wet, desolate

Then into sunlight without warning, left to fend for itself, the zygote turns to corpse man bait

Attraction laws can have no disregard for the pull of positive and negative charged electric chit

Photons, electrons, protons, neutrons of evolved apes on Earth explain no Space stargate fate.

Give credit to monks, queens & kings who cooked up mythology, a wonderful magical human

To be or not to be if only that were the only question, there are more, like where's God been?

There's no divinity, it's probably the Truth, replaced the fear & loathing with blinded faith fun

In your ancestors worship of animals and aliens and just Earth, Wind & Fire, alternatives None.

I see nothing I need to change, I have no power to do anything more nor less than I've done

Sons fathered to jack the nests around to their fate, out of my wings' feathers, we havin' fun

Almost already gone before I knew it, fell down and phuqed up many more times than a few

Now, here this, at the bottom where the sun don't shine & at the pinnacle of One, God's jew.

Christ's spark came before the Law, burning forever in perpetuity, no other way to be a Man

Come down from a virgin's womb, blow away all prejudice of the herd, die in vain for nothin'

Home or visiting far away from the place in the nest where you can sleep with one eye open

Extinction of you is coming, count on it, it's not for me to say, but I'm sayin' it anyway, I Sin!

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r j j  stephan, i

c.  Samedhi, Janvier XV, MMXXII Anno Domini @ 7:11 AMPST

{ Drafted despite the inept attempts at the beauty of consciousness to take me far away from here, so I killed it while listenin' to 1977's @MarshallTuckerBand #FlyLikeAnEagle on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/rZl7tqXVoEw & #MeetSweetVirginia by @TRAIN link @ https://youtu.be/dwkrkQhHyj0 }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?

#LineDancin' & #Killingtime #LiveInINFINITESpace #RidinDirtyOnABugatti #TheOfficeBestCuteEnding #WhoeverSaidACityBoyCouldntHaveTheBlues #FOOTLOOSE #HittinTheCeiling #STARtrek #DeepSpaceProbe2022

SPACE IN A DEEP SUCKLE OF A PRODIGY'S MARXIST TEATS, VIRGIN'S EATIN' YELLOW SNOW IN A DREAM, #JK TIME

You may want to open your eyes before you jump over the cliff, you gotta KYA goodbye

Mayhem won't ever happen again to the April Fool, One and the same as the Many high

Weed sold to smoke as if it's an evolutionary adaptation to extinguish government cheese

Seed within, egg without, hatch of a bajillion ancestors chillin' in an evolutionary freeze.

Loaded & locked to be certain a catastrophic uncertainty principle won't raise an ugly head

There is a reason for this rhyme, it's because Chicken Little was warning lightening & thunder

Was all comin' into your grill, just the cool air calmin' down, masonic spell cast, a golden lead

Princes and queens moved the pawns where they needed to be, above & below down under.

From category to subject, object, predicates & verbs of noise is so "much ado about nothing"

I didn't make this up, it's a mere reportage of the many tattle taling on a lost One in SingSing

You're #Woke, you see what you were never taught to see while in catechism's propaganda

Karl marks an X on the spot that's somewhere in Time & Space, on mean mankind's agenda.

If you have exactly what it takes to succeed, you're ready for the disappointments of the free

Nobody lives forever, nobody gets off of the Earth alive with any known, conscious selfhood

There's no real #Hehl to pay because we're not renting the Space or the Time, it's an accident

Ones who made the decision are dead and gone, I'm in charge, I think, ergo I am a #Godsend.

I've been doin' the hustle on the Roseville Road train tracks, there's no sheriff in town at all

You & I are well armed and dangerous & ready for the #HaveNots comin' for your me & y'all

Pretending that reality is this thing you perceive as life on Earthworks for a few moments too

But in the end, eyes are stuck wide-opened like the jaw agape to the open-minded blue fool.

That's you, after your death, nobody but you, no kinfolk, no strangers, it's a solo cup flight

Red, blue or yellow is the plethora of the container, it holds and it won't let you get a crack

In the middle of the middle fork in the road, there are no worries, there's nothing present

Void, absence of atomic matter, all wavelengths of light, ultraviolet to infrared, hella sent.

It's a pity party you're in, I'm not invited, I'd have to turn down the gesture, you punk floyd

Shake your head back & forth 'cause you don't like the force that's in charge of that ol' lady

Mother Earth spinning, wobbling the demagogues and pilgrims who live & die in The Void

Energy blows dicks & clicks, over here, over there & everywhere, capitol's gains I see!

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r j j  stephan, i  

c.  Vendredi, Janvier XIV, MMXXII Anno Domini @ 7:11 AMPST

{ #Commons & #HouseOfLords of the flies all around the mulberry bush & London Bridge produced this thought of rhyme while inspiration forced me after listenin' carefully & watchin' @TheOffice #Best link @ https://youtu.be/M8KmqaJvgpE }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?