#NoWorriesAllWorries #Caput #NothingMatters #AllEnergy @Mac #DIGwonder #Belladonna @StevieNix #NIX

DIG SUNRISE, DRIFTER ILLUSION, UP & DOWN, TIDE AT ONE

You have no standing when you're sitting down upon your rear admiral

Above and below the things that move and absorb one another's Cell

Living or not, the death is the food eaten to stay alive, as it always will

Dying is a necessary condition for your conception's failed control pill.

Immediately and from now until the end of infinity, you stroll in concert

With the beats and the rhythm's rhyme, to and fro, first & last in the dirt

Came from all food's death, all was alive, God's dam is good, it set sailed

Blew the wind at it all, dead & gone knuckles kept it, losers!  Y'all failed!

Known things and unknown forms remain invisible to my inner visionary

Joy to wake up in the AM just to rule my own little world, it is all my sins

I'm responsible for all sunshine & moonbeam reflections on jobs y'all, Ho

Sunshine and blue sky, my tiny illusion, my world, here, now, I gotta go!

Sung songs, painted pictures full of the dead meat that used to be happy

Grazing in pasture's grass, I'll be there when you return, where'd you go?

Had Faith, Hope & a loving Charity dream of salvation, a saved, safe Man

Then a war of death & destruction, Viet Nam killed a Word up, robot fan.

Corpuscles and muscles form the sight and sound of music, cosmic thump

Over when it is over, under a wannabe, holy soul's Spell, I inject a  dump

Filtered the Matter from the Energy, messed around with the mixed up It

Too human, male, female, mutation of DNA, intent/create random I-chit.

Last call to shut your eyes & as the night's sleep blocks all guilty pleasure

Remainder yields the melancholy pigs, cows, hens' #chickenfoot manure

Left behind by our ancestors, saga's divine comedy that ain't even funny

One Being cracked up into an infinite multiplicity, reality, tone deaf, Me!

Two left feet, can't dance, barely walk with crutches, wet-lippin' all joints

Mothers of pearl & the Marys who screwed their Gieuxs, got all god's sun

From tribes of continental drifts, Sunkeepin' apes divided by knife points

Earth 7th son, one Star in Space to redeem my lost & found, I'm this One.

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r j j  stephan, i

c.  Samedhi, February XIIth, MMXXII Anno Domini @ 711 AMPST

{ Jammed out listenin' to @FleetwoodMac #Landslide in a loop link @ https://youtu.be/WM7-PYtXtJM & #Dreams @ https://youtu.be/Y3ywicffOj4 & @StevieWonder #DontYouWorryBoutAThang @ https://youtu.be/RxsBc5p-dPU }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?

#WhoGoosedTheMoose #MyMama #YoPapa #SuperbowlLVI #GooseMothers & #WhichWitchIsWhich?

STILLBORN APES, BLUES, MORTAL SIN & HIGH DESPAIR

In the light of an unholy darkside of a full moon, where the sun's hide in a penumbra drone

For the sake of reason and a rational choice to be alive or not to be alive, y'all have fun, son

Perfect choice between a rock and a hard place, you've got nowhere to go out any exit door

Window of opportunity in & out of this place in Space & Time, pizza in a penthouse, devour.

Apollo to Zeus with or without the Isis and eyes of the Greco-Roman pantheon of ghosts

None too alive to be here and now right out of the box, they're words on rock & rice roll

Everything once up in smoke at the inevitable Nova or collapsing gravity's holy sepulchre

Dramamine dream within a dream was all it was cracked up to be, before I ate the pasture.

Grass is all gone, nothing more nor less than the seedless ground of potential flower growth

Absence of malice in the monks who learned to be without underwear or underarm scents

For reason's cool light of the infrared burn, the conclusion deduced is all you need, I indent

If and only if this is the silence that's golden then Nothing is A Thing, sign #LVI Superbowl Sin.

Masked and required to be a good guy chasin' down bad guys, a half-time of #CoolRapGods

#LVISuperBo has the score, it's an already done deal, you bet on the winner, high & low loser

Tight behind impossible to get in or out of, full of the processed matter turned trash of toads

Not our fault, look at the way the ball bounces, down due to the pull of the OLD undertaker.

You care or you don't give a hoot, if you're a cowboy or cowgirl, you know what I mean, so

Either you're all in or you're out for the duration of the struggle, you ain't my dependent ho

What I am is what I am & what you are, that's up to you, so figure, analyze conceptual chit

If what you see in the mirror, in the darkness without any light, is Nothing, then you got It.

Followed the science from the origin to the final destination, it is it's own super bowl of Ends

Common or not, every fraction has a numerator and denominator, what else is there friends?

You have some secret data from the Ones who died & left you Boss of the Words, who cares?

Now & then, you're cool essence, all too cool Hu-Man, too human, Easter rabbithole's hairs!

Splashin' the recycled, dirty laundry which has been in and out of the restaurant cave salons

Smoke and drink of your preference just as much as you can inhale and ingest, chicks & sons

Maybe the fathers are unknown, maybe they're suspected of being all the conceptions' Ones

Respect for your soul, your body & everything that you are NOT, friend, foe & the stars' suns.

Collapse with me, fall into the categories of substance and be the anomaly you thought died

Meaning to be dead and gone is to know what it's really like to be the One who doesn't care

If you don't know that the creation is attempting to cause it's own extinction, I abandon me

Not your fault about the murder, the wars, the accidental collisions of faith, hope & charity.

Here we go again, the prediction of the end is near, it's coming while you all are now & here

Tails chased in an infinite circular bunch of jerk-offs, they think that they are a living, evil fear

Counting, spelling, math and language, ethnography cannot infuse immortal, pyramid slaves

Exposed grandma's skull & bones, you knew IT would happen, #CoVid19's a mortal sin graves.

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r j j  stephan, i

c.  Vendredi, February XIth, MMXXII Anno Domini @ 1010 AM #SuperbowlLVI #RAMSwinning

{ Killed a Word while listenin' to #KillAWord by @EricChurch on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/R3rR9euQ5-4 & #Resolutions #StayHungry @SebastianManiscalco link @ https://youtu.be/iuVVUl3YL7o & https://youtu.be/-sltIbrWSWw & THE #mESSEDuPoRIGINSoFmOTHERgOOSE link @ https://youtu.be/CoDDeIdfoMM }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?

#MyLifeLooksAlrightOnTheGreenScreen #JamesDean #LeanAndMean #ImmaculateCollections & #MyOldLV #TheEagles

LET'S GO BRANDON!

PAPA VINCENZO LOMBARDI, ANGELIC RAMS WIN, DON'T PREACH

Nothing is more nor less than the phantasm right before your lying eyes, innocent nose

A dance with Spirits that bump one another in the night, a foregone conclusion blows

You will either be or not be happy with the fact that you're alive & exist on Earth dirt

Walking after crawling and beginning to run everything in sight, all that is, I am a flirt.

All nuclei in every cell of Hydrogen, Oxygen, Nitrogen & Carbon are One Nation of God

Another tiny brain with a mind like the rationalists and metaphysicists on a down low

Female, anthropic essence of the Yang, flip side of the Yang, Yin It is, battle of Kung Fu

Defending Life, The One, in & out of every form of life, circular jerk in a strange brew.

Morons moved the unmoved mover & brought the battle here & now, front & center

Weened from stepmother's teats, one after another dried up like a desert's hot sand

Sudden suspension of belief to tend to the survival of the most fit among the herd skin

That would be me, myself & I, no other than that, without me, it's dream cancellation.

Say it more than once, repeat ad infinitum for the young & old enough to know better

Peter, my great, great grandfather's great, great grandmother used to say, go 'scatter'

Trouble every day and night just trying to eat and stay happy, mean and sad kids rule

Every continent of daddies and mommies gave nobody any choice, ape DNA cesspool.

Sleep or stay wide awake as long as your bones remain stoned and happy to fight it

All bad, that evil apostate, staying alive, being unhappy that it's all over, a dead end

In the sea, above the atmosphere's gas, in the Void of nothing but Madonna & a god

Reality getting to be the fermented fiction it's always been, scared apes, bleed blood.

Celebrate the action & reaction as long as you can, it's not for you, get a heavenly buzz

If you have any karma from the past or the present, you've got a debt, tip's in the cup

You will repeat this trip if you don't until you equalize the thing, in you, in me, all of us

The Way's down, front & center there, #WIN now, ram champs, it's all over, light it up!

by

r j j  stephan, i

c.  Jeudi, February Xth, MMXXII @ 1:11 PM PST

{ #PushedOverTheBorderLIne @Madonna https://youtu.be/UstnMc__m54 & @TheEagles https://youtu.be/WeuaxvEI9Dw?list=PL5-XPpppyBaLKFjB78EjzE9piUm6y6mOH #Borders links }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?