#ALLJackedUP #AllDownWithUP @PIXAR #Swell

SOMETHING ABOUT BEING ALL #JAqED-UP ON @CHUCKLES & @Pi

You're not in with the in-crowd and you don't know what the in-crowd knows, see?

It is less your fault than the obliteration of cultural expression, extinction in the air

Our mamas all knew that this was all a temporary lapse of the world's Time share

Space never full of wasted ilk 'cause it's The Wasteland itself, fake podcast scree.

Mugshots and gunshots, just because you had no control over 1, gunpowder, so

You get what you got, little kids being recruited by the big, bad boys & bad girls

Motherless children & their lost lambs turned into the sheeple of the flock's curls

Boring a deep hole into the ground brings you out the other side, a sky dive, bro!

Many splits into an infinite display of sub-atomic charm, east of a north pole hole

Kids, children, offspring both planned & accidental, way more often slowin' the roll

Of being the clickbait of worms & hooks of the COW fishermen, this is God's play

On stage from first to last act & Finale, actor or actress, a giant Fe, Fi, Fo, Fum.

Pulling over to the side of the road as I've run out of electricity on the avenue, I'm

That's it, the name of the avenue is "I'm" and I ain't foolin' around in Space-Time

There's a signal and a sign on every corner, on every street and highway, go fish

There are many in the sea, they know to avoid the hook or they're dead, I do wish.

If I can't catch the food for my life and those dependent, we'll all perish in the sky

Up, up and away from the bottom lines on the ground, where fire burns up & out

Angels came only in the mind, they would not skip dimensions of imaginary fiction

Only you know, deep down in your holy oneness, this is it, all you get, "Now ride!"

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r j j  stephan, i  #NoCandyArsesDisallowed #YouAreWelcome

c.  Mercredi, February XVIth, MMXXII Anno Domini @ 911 AMPST

{ #MyLiverKillsAllAlcohol drafted while jammin' to #FightThePower by @TheIsleyBrothers on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/8QZvoOqUkqw & @Everlast #DieInYourArms link @ https://youtu.be/d1oSDRTvazc & #AllJackedUp by @Gretchen_Wilson link @ https://youtu.be/D0wAQNzK0Ow  }

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W.W.A.R.D.?

 

#SoulPerfect #SinInAPin @JimiHendrix & @IsleyBrothers #2022SuperBowlLVICommercials

HE GOT YOU & DIDN'T HESITATE MY LADY, DON'T TOUCH, AD INFINITUM

Gold in the water down deep in the uttermost echelon of the pit, look out below

Where it's at is the same place it's always been, where the action is, stiff upper lip

Simple as a complex solution to no problem you'll ever solve, you must be on a trip

To be in the game without any foresight or hindsight means no rules to me, yo yo.

Screaming without the Words of the magic you believe is true, silence of ALL dead

Nobody gets out of here alive, you will see soon enough that there's nothing said

Pushing on the fading mental awareness, painting the fat, skinny bones of a face

Red, blue and white in hues never seen before tomorrow, next time in my Space.

Yeah, I knew you, I saw your face again, by the window's front door line dance toll

Cried and laughed for a New York Minute until it waned and it was over in a B-roll

Bums left the smells of the food they ate and liquid they drank behind, broken kids

Couldn't comprehend the ABC's & the 1,2,3's in the K-12, no diploma or degree bids.

Smoked you in the sheets of tree pulp, leaf of the weed grown for the magicians

To change the things themselves from what they would have been with cousins

Songs of the bands, melodies of the orchestras & sans solos of Ones with nothing

About this, that & the other things that have the Time to burn, she got a D ring.

Bongs been blown and passed around the clock until the mind fell downtown

Mississippi to Montana, Washington to Florida, Jersey to California, am I wrong

Animated the 208 bones, let the watchers see what they saw, return a f' frown

Heard more than a moron, less than an idiot, I've been gone too long, so long?

Marshall Tucker or Mathers can rhyme the roamin' repercussions of a rappin' Id

Deeper than known by the conscious, below the sub, above the super, ah, The Kid

Plans of misunderstood eternity and a temporary lapse of reason's certainty scree

All over when it's over, now it's over, all of it, harmony to the finale, it's my gravy.

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r j j  stephan, i

c.  Mardi, February 15th, 2021 Anno Domini @ 711 PMPST

{ Jammed to @IsleyBrothers #ThatLady - Soul perfection 11:27 rockin' link @ https://youtu.be/nHp4Nk7fS0k}

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W.W.A.R.D.?

#WOKE #TRIGGERS #WAR & @Marshall_Mathers

MMXXIII, INBREED TIGERS & RAM GODS AGAIN?  #Mn'MHO

Most probable outcome of a whole year of non-pandemic NFL to & fro, it'll be cool bro

Possibility of the WORD of the players to fashion the world around them evil angels

They do whatever they like, anything that can be imagined to experience sensational

It is the nature of this beast, the One that I am, you decide your own ilk, I know, I fall.

From below & above this rock and deep within it, my hooved metatarsals cover miles

Kilometers & actually parsecs of the matrix inside God's invisible mind, come on man

It's not easy to go from an innocent, crying infantile baby into a role of all too human

I will, I decide, I want your Kissin' today & every day, dawn to dusk, a werewolf cries!

Culture enculturation and a publication of an anthropological ethnography, free pass

Tyranny is ready & willing to go deeper than the blue sea of the Earth's orbiting mass

It ain't my fault and it's for you to find out what the nature of this Substance is, Man!

If there is an origin to this systemic universe, it appears to be hidden in occult cosign.

Alright three times, I ain't repeating the WORD, it's been said and all that's left is fun

Mover of infinity, finite immobility call the Void, the Yin & the Yang, target of the gun

Laser or lead both enter the wound until stopped by an equal, opposite cosmic force

Drums beat, strings strum, horns blow, we're rockin' it, all too human, phuqin' Horse!

There can be no rational conclusion to arguments with false premises, it's impossible

I did not invent the art of deduction, maybe Sherlock Holmes or Plato but not my hell

It's below the crust in the middle core, hot rock magma that pumps your grave above

Below the black or red dust left above, Rams of Angels' gold water, #hiphop HO Love!

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r j j  stephan, i

c.  Mardi, February XVth, MMXXII Anno Domini @ 611 AMPST

{ Captured these words out of the #Ether, you could have but you didn't, I was listenin' to a 'long version' of @RareEarth #GetReady on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/i80_N8CPWHk & THE @SuperbowlLVI @EMINEM blast link #NOMASK #NOMAS #HowBoutDaRiotsInLAEh @ https://youtu.be/Ze6glUDyGN0 }

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W.W.A.R.D.?