#AsIGrowOld #DreamLoverCover

 

FAIR FOO FIGHT, LET'S DEEP DIVE INSIDE THE T-BONE 

Lights afire, excited electronics of guitars, drums & horns strung out on my bare anthrax hides
If you ain't dead, don't worry about it, you're gonna be eventually, it ain't my current in tides
In and out, up, down, around and around, just wanna rock until the ol' sol comes up to sleep
Reason for the mental collapse of your skull is the drugs in your drinks & powerdust of sheep.

One time, in the empty room right next to outerspace, I saw It, It scared the digestion out me
As I know you feel the same things I do, no matter your cultural affiliation with the anthropo
Man & woman, both or neither the First Cause of this Universe, come to be the One, sweaty
Hot temperature that a hydrogen atom can't tolerate, to obliterate every electronic blue sea.

Strummed, beat, blew and pounded out the amps & mics until the full moon dropped a dime
It's not that I don't have your back because I do, your back is my back, mi casa est yo big casa
Got to be in the Twilight Zone for a minute to get a Feel for princes, queens & a pauper class
Find your segregated self before you segregate from Others, there's nothing to find, now rhyme.

Forts built to house the inner, innocent baby of conception, no fault of it's own, oh, Sherlock
On the innocent but never the guilty, punishments & rewards to guide an elementary Watson
Mystery of murder and mayhem cover the Truth which is in the End, vacuous silence in total
Nothing any of us can do other than watch it come & go like a movie, when it's over, it's over.

Unless you leap to the conclusion without proof that all of the dead & unconceived are gods
Then, I'm immortal but this fictional account's handed down via stranger humans' iron blood
Beef, bloody meat, bird or mammal, crushed 'em into Burgers on a Bun, moved form in Mud
Breathin' #Skunkworks air to keep chit moving 'fore The Decommission, shame UFO hotrods.

by
r j j  stephan, i
c.  Dimanche, March XXVIIth, 2022 Anno Domini @ 711 AMPST
{ Jammed while listenin' to @FooFighters #Lollapalooza (March 20, 2022) RIP #TaylorHawkins on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/fns6N_iAVBw }
F I N I S
W.W.A.R.D.?
scared of cher-cat-hat

GUFFAWING FOREVER

this means WAR

#EyesSlitClosed #EyesWideOpen #SpitOnYourGrave #SpitOnMyGrave #SpitFireFlames @RickNelson @BruceSpringsteen

 I WANNA DRIVE HOME, BLOWN TULIPS OUT THE TWO LIPS

Clear and future danger that will turn from present to past in a NYC duck blind

Not only are you right when you're wrong, you're even left when tagged right

A paradox of the parrots and parakeets who fly within a gilded cage  barroom

You care as much as any other person for the forgotten matters all left behind.

Bums and junkies fill the empty spaces with the alcohol & scat smell of the Dead

Assume you're right about your conclusions, then what will happen?  Extinction?

Immortality of invisible souls that come out of & return to an unknown location

I am here as well as the rest of us, only you know like I know, we gotta have bread.

Both kinds, sandwich holders and the Jack, the Cabbage, stoked Cash money of fools

Spent it all, blew it all, got some more, spent all of that & invested the rest, I'm Rich

Not the wealth, it's the name of a swingin' dick, nicknamed Rich for sake of cool man

Smoked 20 in a pack for years, still alive and the lungs have atrophied into silt/sand.

I will never respond ever again, it's silence of the bacteria and virus within, soft kill

Ready to fade into the darkness of the sunset, an illusion of the mind, no sun to rise

Therefore, it cannot set, yet it does from our perspective's points, rearview of highs

Out of sight & mind, therefore I am nowhere to be found by anyone's hindsight lies.

Blowing the hell out of the concepts analyzed for the propositional logic to be apropos

Broken down to the common denominators of the One numerator, a fraction of a Self

Maybe half or less, possibly as little as a molecule or an atom, charm teat sub-neutron

Chargless waiting for a positive proton or a negative electron to stimulate the one sun.

Pick out some flowers from the garden of Eden, they will never die, don't panic, relax

No way to get to Nirvana while you're alive on the planet, if you go there is no return

One way, two way, freeway to heaven above, the only way to get down under below

Cultural norm, dot in the middle of nowhere, matrix' fear factor, so pucker up & blow.

by

r j j  stephan, i

c.  Saturday, 3-26-2022 Anno Domini @ 333 PMPST

{ Drafted this gem out of the empty Void while listenin' to @SebastianManiscalco crackin' punch lines link @ https://youtu.be/iuVVUl3YL7o }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?

#Cats2Cool

#WantedAliveOrDead #KillNoWordUntilYOUAreDead #ComprehendIncomprehensibleFormsOfMatter #RicoGotBy #RIP @TaylorHawkins

TO BURY HYSTERICAL BONES' IN A FOO FIGHT

Common grounded MUFON radical philosophy mutate FOO diamonds into Cheerios' godsuns

To see the dream as beginning without your intent & ending without permission, son oh sons

Foul balls give you more than three strikes to keep you in not out, never in nor out of GodSin

Intercoursing all main ingredient of this genome, pounding wet dreams into DNA mitosis skin.

All the black & blue skin contains the negative equity to the mortgage on the holy rubber soul

Stretched to a maximum extention, inseminating evolved apes, spiders & snakes, it's the goal

To be is only The Question, The Answer is "atONE", all too human pending doom, God's man

Government identification qualifies for the electric chairs and gas chambers of the hangmen.

Dab-Funk smoked and moonshine drunk to celebrate the Unknown 'x' in an equation's Day

Not Lysergic but maybe just sulferic & straight as an arrow, buckshot to the hypothalmus tip

Where the thoughts inside appear to be on the outside of your head, brain, fools on the ship

All cells movin' from end to end, circling back because that's the only way, One Way, my way.

Then again, you want to keep it up, never stop the cause and effect activity, life immortal too

Until a minor supernova hits the fan, I'm in the game to win it, rules or no rules, ain't no fool

Became hard as stone, a rocky top above and beyond the fray, help not below or above an It

I'm the only one who cares about my own necessary & sufficient condition, turnin' holy shyte.

Shine like the moon, drunken sons of moonshine bandits who rule a natural backwood roost

Where all plants & animals fool the solar system's same old rigmarole, egg of a golden goose

Up to the top of the food chain, wealth & health for the immortal One's pleasure, pump it up

It ain't always true or false, it's both sometimes when you're bad to the bone, talk to shut up!

Trip over your feet or your head, in some bizarre fashion, air blown to sound beats of a bass

Not a fish bass but a beat of strummin' strings & blowin' horns and poundin' skins in my face

Dont nobody wrong since infancy, I'm not guilty of everything I'm innocent of, all too humane

Rights, lefts, jab & uppercut you throw at me, I para & allow their passage into my woke pain.

I got a bottle with the genie inside, stashed away for emergencies & it's time for an unveiling

Rub one out until smoke forms into the scent of a woman, smoked her hot as a special effect

Fire was in and outside of the holy seat of the 208 bones granted to my charge, deadheading

From the Stop to the Finish Line, planetary moment in Time's pass, pass out then pass away!

by

r j j  stephan, i

c.  Samedhi, March XXVIth, MMXXII Anno Domini @ 711 AMPST

{ Kicked @China #China to the curb and rebooted the Cause & Effect of Cosmos while jammin' to the rambling, disconnected discourse of my radical inner @ID & the LIVE music of @BruceSpringsteen #STAYINGalive LIVE in @Brisbane link @ https://youtu.be/4n1GT-VjjVs?list=PLhDvnUPNDRns_Tl-7fvgVHUt-vtb4QLZh }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?