#SomethinBoutAGirlInAREDsundress #TheWorstIsYetToCome #BringItMFers

TOMCATS  OUT KNOCKIN' BOOTS, GOT COOLER CATS #MAYA & #ISIS

Bums and junk users, junk peddlers and the ilk of the homeless, jobless, one feckless brood

Men, boys and their mothers trained them as well as they were equipped, uh, not so lewd

Yet here we are, like beggin' cats waitin' to be force fed, lookin' for fresh water good guys

Found myself all alone but totally capable and self-sufficient, just wanted to share my flys.

Common denominator generator with no alternator, I fix myself drinks, no hangover tick tock

Coming right out of nowhere which is merely out of my personal oversight, hit me like a brick

Hate's got nothing to do with relationships, it's an eating thing, cook it & it tastes a bit better

If it walks, crawls, jumps or flies, humanity finds it a lot less human, therefore edible in butter.

Fat or thin, love and life are on a one way highway from the Origin to Ends of my leased days

Your or my origin is the identical thing itself, keep on truckin' baby on the way to the holidays

When you only play and have fun, 24/7 without a break, no sleep time or rest for the wicked

Flowers for your honey or just a 3 course meal & dessert, I promise, I'll good before I'm dead.

Or maybe not so much bad, mostly good but deep down inside I'm aware that I am really ugly

Fine to be this way, no expectations & I can't disappoint the ones who care, truckin' you'll see

When I'm far side of dead and gone, to laugh at infinity and it's pretenders to a vacant throne

No man!  Nothing all too human about Things, holy atoms move Rocks to Roll divinity's bone.

Misty mountains before they dry up into dust in empty Space, microscopic to the macrocosm

Grown and decayed to remain steady in a vain hope and chimera of a dream, mankind schism

Away from the Truth to whatever is further away from the Truth as any human can be, a hole

No light from a burning ball of Hydrogen, supernova, nova or black hole, I am what I am, OH!

Adopted or invented from good, bad or ugly boys in a tropical or concrete jungle, This is IT

That's life is what the orphanage advised, live it until you die, hope for the best, just do It

What we all do is all we can do, nothing more nor less than the standard of being alive now

Premature burial with the soil of the extinct star comin' down on your face, hey, Let's Blow!

The Ides of March come & go before we know it, it's a time for greeting the sign to beware

Looking out for the safety of your bones, to keep your heart beating & lungs breathing air

Without which we're dead as a door nail, lifeless verve with no time for doing, doing, doing

Never free to meditate upon the vegetation and the flow of H2O, it's all there is, Meow Sing!

by

r j j  stephan, i

c.  Samedhi, 3-12-2022 @ 555 AMPST

{ Punched out of the psyche early this AM while jammin' to a #BigDeal #SomethinBoutATruck @Kip_Moore link @ https://youtu.be/3YfNFR6gh2E }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?

 

#Redux #Flashback #February2019 #FOOTBALL #BASEBALL #BASKETBALL #SUPERBALLSBOWL #JUSTWINBABY #HotPINK @PINK #DelShannon #RunAway

WTF DOES THAT MEAN?  #PIA *

by

Richard Joseph Stephan

Wednesday, February 20, 2019

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You and your ilk are fortunate that I don’t like to eat people or you’d all be extinct

Me and my species’ predilection is for the shrubbery grown out the dirt’s sewer sink

Utter satisfaction with the present because it is what it is and there’s no changin’ it

Not even a beautiful, smilin’ human face could crack the ice on the stone cold #Pink.

Fresh flesh, flush with the corpuscles of the muscles given from atomic fission, a Cell

Invasion of the alien force that triggers the acid to replicate it’s code and piles of Hell

Pumps of air without effect, nothing can affect the process, it’s radioactive, DNA I dare

Everybody knows what it means when the angels come and say, “I’ll take you there!”

Music, sounds of beats, back and up behind, way down to the middle of your bones’ fame

Where no light ever shines, nothing is known intimately, there is no more playin’ a game

Rules of the game are the same ones they downloaded at the beginning, home in the ZZz

Maker, creator, Unknown X factor, taking credit for an accidental crash of heaven’s bodies.

Conceptual analysis is The Way to discover the crease in the bilge of nonsense, full of ZaZen

On the nature of being human on an apparent sphere of experience, soon a mind’s forgotten

A Plane of Time and Space dimension, real &/or imagined, nevertheless, what we’ve all got

It’s the thing itself, the noumena of phenomena, our purpose for being, why we’re hot to trot.

If the innocence within you cares to survive, drop this page, pretend you never heard, blood

A day before your mother conceived your father’s wanton splash of immanent domain, kissed

Blessing Center Void, a Singularity in the middle of a Black Hole, love’s what I got, collapsed

Adam’s fault, just the way the ball bounces baby! Carbon monoxide, naked apes, Zeus’ gods!

by

r j j stephan, i { *header is the Gorilla swagger-bust from the #SacramentoZoo }

c. February 20 2019 A.D. @ 9:11 AM PST

{ Drafted while listenin’ to Fergie #TheTime #BlackEyedPeas & HITS on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/JwQZQygg3Lk }

F I N I S

 W.W.A.R.D.?

#WARtheBand #HouseOfRuth60HomersCaused1929Depression #Apeman #MrEd & #BabeRuthToo #WatchYourSIXTopGun #VietNamMoves

3-11-22 #SESAME STREETS' & NO-NO #BOTS WITH @MLB

If possible then continue with the conceptual analysis for the conclusion, All's well done

If you believe that then I have some swamp land in Florida, I annexed it from a red son

High ape, animated 208 bones, a Hu=Man, Cro-Magnon stank stunk of odiferous phart

Junkies can get in my way, they want what I've collected in my Buy-Wise shopping cart.

Now then, if you push enough of the buttons you'll start the machine's operation, a cycle

Unicycle, bicycle, tricycle or four wheel drive Tesla F09, all battery operated, oil deleted

No natural gas or unnatural refined oil petroleum for the dinosaurs, hum job for men

All the genome's Yin or Yang ever required was the Hum, it's a good vibration, a Seed.

Complex as a simple atom of a molecule of Hydrogen that mutates into Helium, It's done

Nothing more nor less than this, songs with music of archangels' moot points, tons of fun

Come on man, get out a Thesaurus & Webster's Word, look it up, alphabetical order son

From Z to A the writing singed into the rock walls of the caves, here today, now all gone.

We're here, we don't know why, we create a false narrative, we dis our mothers & fathers

Why?  This genetic formation is the End of Time, a figurative Truth's literal funk of hers

Talkin' of her soil, her boulders left over from frozen Kryptonite, I'm One, a big Muddy

A backward flow upstream & a current's lightspeed gravity rush to the mouth of the sea.

When I was young, I was trained to be old before I aged to 100, spent 90 years right here

Among the related and the unrelated to the forms I called kin, older brother, little sister

Climbed atop the mountain and when I stopped to look out and listen for the Word, I fell

Rolled down faster than 32 feet per second, velocity unknown stalled momentum to Hell.

For simple minds in motherless slums without fathers, phillips screwed motherless kids

Monkeys will not survive, they are not the fittest among the accidental Big Bang of God

Looks like rats & roaches may be the Ones, the only ones who'll survive the Atom splits

Blame yourself for your position in this universe, you live & die, that's all folks, It's...

by

r j j  stephan, i

c.  Vendredi, March Eleventh, 2022 Anno Domini @ 644 AMPST

{ The idiot follows and leads over the cliff, follow me, I'm the #PiedPiper, LOL's drafted while jammin' to #PiedPier by @CrispianStPeters (1966) on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/RFdSOppmkNw RIP @EmilioDelgado https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Emilio_Delgado }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.