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DISGRACE, IN A DRAG RACE FOR ONE HAPPY ENDING

What kind of a piece of refused, digested food are you anyways, mortality just driftin'

I know what I know & it's impossible to hold Truth within my head's safari, I'm surfin'

Liberty in a livery stable, where the haystacks meet deep underground on hickory dock

What good does all of the evil do for the ones who are about to spend life on the clock.

Father gave me the wheels to roll with ease, up and down the second city's boulevards

Fallin' in love with my high school girls 'cause the college girl sisters all moved far away

Pennance for the guilt of the Catholics, Christians who fall for Blind Faith's rockin' roll

Godman-made, unarmed missiles of an atomic age's atonement of a Lapis Lazuli soul.

Holy hard rock, core to surface, dust trash of one Big Bang, leftovers, a fractional zero

Pink punks and the mater intercoursers who cause every effect until a singularity blow

Implode on the self & the elements of hydrogen & oxygen, annhilating mortality's sin

Check out this tale, you are an instant conception, planned or not, to live, to die, begin.

Monkeys aping the activity of culture, living, mating, dying, ad infinitum, mock divinity

To not be here now & never to have ever been here at all is UNREAL, out of the picture

I think, therefore we all are the thing itself, the Earth's animated bug-like bones of God

If we ain't divine then we're exhaust-garbage, shadows in black UV light, we a hot, rod.

Spelling, phonetical appropriation of the Word, sound of the spheres, to be & not to be

Repeat once more & then don't stop until you're as naked as a day you were born free

Grim reapers perfection is that there's no consolidation, it is what Is & it's everythings'

Matter, cosmic dust to smithereens as if there's no infinite father, sons or holy ghosts.

Born to be aware, to be conscious of being alive, above or below this here thing itself

Orphaned or raised unto fruition, poor and rich terrestrial funk, ladies' germs top shelf

Evil lurked within then came out for the party, worn out from the drug & booze stupor

Entered a genie's bottle & got held back forever without The Rub, a Wish, Holy Whore.

I heard the shotgun shell load into the chamber's slide to sever life from the organ fair

3.14 everything under this burning 'pi' of gas consumes itself, for the sake of the Terre

Eaten in a garden of paradise grass, the one who has it all, the One almighty thing I am

Consuming all of the cache, as a bone of meat, my form's dream ends, a shaman sham.

by

r j j  stephan, i

c.  Jeudi, March XXXIst, MMXXII Anno Domini @ 911 AMPST

{ Drafted out of the infinite empty Void while listenin' to 2 1/2 hours of the Sweet Memories of #MotownGreatestHits link @ https://youtu.be/J3WwuW1Ebyc }

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ON BEING... A DIRTY GOLD BALL OF DIRT ROCKIN' ROLLED JOINTS, PHILLY TO CORONA, OLD general IN A COUP D'ETAT STOOP, & DON'T MAKE ME SAY IT AGAIN, fear me not! I AM One 7th Son

Four Foul Stanzas

What it is, this substance of underground wisdom of Coca Cola & rum

Since you don't know me & I don't know you, words may go in one ear

And right out of the other ear without registering the power of wisdom

To see the Way of warriors who are brave & fight for death, it's dumb.

When you can, slow down, think about The Nature of being here & now

It's not a game if you don't know the rules of the road to this hoosgow

Which is the future and what was the past for real, nobody knows it all

There are few humans born and raised on Earth who play on a big ball.

I spit on the expenses to repair cracks in the psychic relations with God

Expenses liquidated in a budget without money, original-sin red blood

Animated germs grown out of control upto a terminal supine position

When the conglomeration of specialized cells of DNA atrophy & end sin.

Mayhem's the Word, every day, chaos reigns as my origin, daylight life

Truth appears False, vice versa boogyman's dark, wow dude on my wife

It's not their fault but it's their obligation to overwealm the white Gods

Black gods aren't apparent in the ancient literature paintings of Moors.

by

r j j  stephan, i

c.  Mercredi, March XXXth, MMXXII Anno Domini

{ Cocksure blood from Zeus, drafted while listenin' to #HeadKnockers by @Foreigner link @ https://youtu.be/3uYyzadMfXA & @Kingsman #LouieLouis @ https://youtu.be/1RZJ4ESU52U for 60's #SockHoppers like me!  }

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NowWhosLaughinlllllllll

4th foul station situation

#Snake #Serpant #Dragon #DropTheBAAL #AliensLandedInEgypt #SystematicDismantlingOfEarth

ZEITGEIST HANGIN', A STAIN OF STAYIN' ALIVE , UV-MAGIC THEATER

At one in a black hole, I've been in this space before and after the low tides rolled in
Upon the third stage of the fourth act, the finale was nothing more than a faded out
Into the twilight zone where I was before I was conceived, where's your soul headed?
Up, up and away is all I can say, it's not going to be down below, I am gold not dead.

Now then, for the lame bones left over in the bag or box, my gods rejoice no return
Back to the sinkhole of the timeless dimension in the infinite dot, babies all will burn
Not just because it's cruel but it's because that's the way it has to be, y'all gonna die
Staying between invisible lines using sixth senses of knowing that all ghosts do is fly.

Your soul that moves your skull and bones social entity is a temporarily a living guy
Moving from the crib to the sleeping bag by the railroad tracks & onto the condo lie
Bought & paid for by the good taxpayers of a state's Golden Ore, as if you don't say
Not where mama conceived nor birthed my 208 bones & loved me but far, far away.

Spunk of the spankings that trained the behavior to avoid pain & suffering, to run
Fast and for a long time until the threat is left so far behind it will never find a sun
Nothing but the night of the pending doom, as an unstoppable waterfall it descends
At thirty-two feet per second, every second I breathe in and out of the Void, it ends.

Then I wake up and although I'm not #Woke as the Many love to be, I am #Awake
That is more than enough for the reward I received as a gracious receiver of #Cake
This walk on Earth between birth and death is a gift, I've got the best of infinity's Id
Deep or shallow, all in the gang, the #FilthyMouth of comedy & tragedy, be the Kid!

Settle it out of court, the tragedy is you've been broken in two by the dragon firefly
Rags to glad-rags and the front row of the acting Romeos & Juliettes of wood & holly
Punks, junkies, wise artists of the words, the angles, the rules of the road & the facts
Neverland doesn't exist but the land of the Free does, be here, awake, dream, relax.

Tell all of the girls that we've got a lot and we need to hang on because it's all of It
Astronauts and cosmonauts testified that Nothing is everything else other than US
Whether or not anyone likes the Truth, you've got to try the salt-lick first, you'll see
All of this from the first to the last breath is all you can do, live life, good just to Be.

Burned or rewarded with a smile on your corpse's lips at the last gasp, eyes bulged
Man or woman, any animal & plant of every species has an identical fate, dead, gone
Happiness will die like it or not for Nature of our world is actually chaos & hot fire
Mother Earth or the mother who carried each of us in the willing womb god squired.

Sweet pies to dessert on before you leave the scenes of the dine, last supper or snack
Noose with a slipknot is a Divine way of appearing to be a Supreme being's haystack
Like a needle underneath my skin, your words injected the irresistible spelling Sin
Mortal, venial, original errors all my fault, I'm not responsible, they're here, I win!

by
r j j  stephan, i
c.  Mardi, March XXIXth, MMXXII @ 555 PMPST
{ Drafted whil jamin' to @Bruce_Springsteen @Brisbane in 2014 #StayinAlive link @ https://youtu.be/4n1GT-VjjVs & @TopTenAncientSecrets link of the snake @ https://youtu.be/3cXDll-K49k }
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