#PotsSmoked #PansPetered #MothersScrewedThePutsch #DevilsAndLordsOfYoMama

RUBBERBANDMAN,  BUMS' BRIBES #ScrewedThePutsch, ON COMMON GROUND

Time for all of God's dams to flood with created Oneness to the common ground beef

Without love & hate which is confusing to begin with, everything's to fooling the chief

I got here naked as a J-bird, I don't know how you arrived, ala stork or immaculate con

It's not my job to cast aspersions, I came here as I was before my pa & ma got it all on.

Seventy years ain't that long, trippin' around a burnin' out ball of gas, my star, my sun

We all have a ball as long as it lasts, sooner than later, it's all over, so have a grandson

Or two or twenty, don't stop until the music ends, when it's over, it's all over, Believe!

It's a bunch of pronouns & verbs with the adjectives makin' it look like more than chit.

Girls in red sundresses to an old, decrepit man doesn't help forgive the imaginary tips

Of old men, boys, babies, balls of conceived DNA coded cells without the luck of Ships

Ones that float and cruise at a hundred knots an hour, speed don't kill it's just as quick

As water melts out of the snow burning off dirty bird peaks, god's dam's are my schtik.

Nothing like a heart fallin', knockin' boots, leftovers when y'all dead & gone, baboom

My enemies, my friends are in concert with the movement of symphonics, I presume

A concert of harmony, chords & strums of beats & airborne horn racket, gettin' loose

Every single note, treble and bass, in harmony or offbeat, dreamin' I'm knockin' boots.

Educated from the single cell of two merged into One, early or late, Truth remains too

Thrown down like Daniels' drinks and Jose's shots in the dark, clear light uncovers blue

All lucky cons in Ireland, Brittain, USA, all 7 continents, wobble in a revolutionary wake

Paranoid with nothing better to do, go out for a pass but you're only gettin' the #Fake.

My jolly nature to ridicule the genome, way back in '67 as I turned 16 & I got shot too

With the injections of virus and bacteria blockers, deep into my arms & soul, all threw

Viral bacterial subwoofers & tweeters inside of my amplifier infested, it's why I came

King's joker Ego is out of control, Fink First Cause of the whole shebang, all that I am.

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r j j  stephan, i

c.  Dimanche, March XXth, MMXXII Anno Domini @ 711 AMPST

{ Drafted while loopin' @EttaJames #GottaServeSomebody @ https://youtu.be/WPYzvvaLhjw }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?

 

#SheLovesMySheetRocks

#PartyHarderSingleMamas #NoSexNoSurvival #ExtinctionIsImmanent #BadGirlComediennes #alaJoan #DipSticksBlowChunks

 

A PERIOD PIECE FOR PEACE, FOR WAR, FOR EARTH ENDS OF TIME IN SPACE

A bum and a junkie walk into a bar, the bum goes right up to the ol' bud-bartender forsoothe

As the junkie pulls out her P-bottle, still yellow as gold & puts it on top of the barstool booth

Barkeep pulls out the 12-gauge for a pump & rest on her shoulder, for lousy sons of a bi#ch

Miracle is that any human survived evolution of the ancestors, dumb as rocks on God's beach.

Now then, you move too quickly for your body's response to catch up with the speed of light

Sound travels slow and the point is far from the Truth, which is an occult Truth's hidden fight

Confused con-men eating Chuckles without flossing before the dreaming bed of Unconscious

Out of your mind now, no subjects or predicates left over to kill The Word, a need to be "US!"

Deaf, hard of hearing, blind as a bat, no scent, taste, Nothing at all to feel or touch, what I am

Everything in the thesis, there's a very hot future ahead and it's cool as a cucumber with spam

Datum is just one piece of the data and it's a all right cross, never on the left of a giant dwarf

No casting aspersions to any group of three or more insecure omni-cultural terrestrial wharf.

Some girls know & some don't, it depends on the genetic pool's random combination of RNA

Mixed to become alive from the Gene Pool's holier than thou scum, Truth behind God's DNA

Ready for this?  Even if you're not here and now with me, get ready to roll baby, it's a trip too

My mama & my daddy are Unknowns, X's & Y's of the origin & destination, I Am stoned blue!

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r j j  stephan, i

c.  Samedhi, March XIX, MMXXII Anno Domini

{ Drafted while LOLin' my God forsaken arm pits with folliculitis & guffawing my parents' DNA off watchin' & listenin' to @TommyChong hosting #GothamComedyLive link @ https://youtu.be/9cCwCWyKViA }

F I N I S 

W.W.A.R.D.?

#GodIsGood #GodIsGreat #LetUsThankGodForOurDailyBreath #GatherInClustersForRemoteControl

<3 <3 <3 girls in red sundresses <3 <3 <3

A SISTER'S  HYPERSONIC FLASHBACK TO A BEAVIS & BUTTHEAD MOMENT WITH MAMA MIA

The perfect feeling when you feel nothing but yourself is a recollection of Mother

When things were differently presented to the awake and the woke fits of the tall

Nothing like Time & Space, that's what she said, she's on a holy roll y'all baby sister

No idea why or how this began yet we're present, here & now on a black eight ball.

Rotation in circles so what do you expect with the infinite repetition of a fake fight

Expansion and contraction until the gravitational collapse into a holy, black light

As you were is how you'll always be, separate yet equal to the hot Void's embryo

States of being all DNA forms of non-RNA matter in a landslide rock kick in utero.

Blown into smithereens just because of infinity's Oneness need to bleed

Dreaming First Cause in Space's Last Effect materializes Time's dimension

Recollection of a closed system that rules the Will to Power, primal Sun

As above and so it is below, on the ground, under and over it, all done.

Cozy in the darkness at the edge of a cool universe, a brave man can see

On or off of a battlefield that's homemade by a neanderthals' prehistory

Evolved or created from the ash of the Earth that blew out of a Big Bang

As we see, hear, taste, smell & touch deep into the genome, a bell rang.

Nested up in the top of the redwood trees, the bald eagle hatches flights

Out of the eggs, the beaks and wings grow large & blow the shell to fight

For life and the right to survive while strong enough and wise enough too

Will to Power's world of war #3, origin's extinction of species, a stone blue!

If it's the @Buthead or @Bevis, I am good to go, ain't nothin' better than a S.A.M.

Amazing that the grace can't be accessed while in original sin, unforgiven hell, bam

Monument atop of the mountain to honor the Motorhead that drove Adam's gall

Or Eve in a fit of jacked up mirth, on the floor literally, she fell to Alice's wonder Fall.

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r j j  stephan, i

c.  Vendredi, March XVIIIth, MMXXII Anno Domini @ 4:44 PMPST

{ #UnconditionalLove <3 #InsaneInTheMembrane drafted jammin' to @GlennFrey #SoloCollection #CommonGround link @ https://youtu.be/-HQcpmVefcw & some  @ BevisAndButtheadDoAmerica @https://youtu.be/6MzZdePjIJY?list=PLxCpy9mbB9olsIe_2mCq7uWBNeUitovWW }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?