#Groundhoggin' #DayDayDayDayDay #DemonScreeOfBuddah #EyeAmSoWiseIFearMySelf #FreeSpeech #TwitterTwatTwine #Goddess' #SCRUM

BUMS, JUNKIES, HOMELESS CANINES & ONE PINK FLAMINGO

Idiots & morons have begun the end of the world as we know it, godsons on stardust beaches

Trained to shoot & kill the unknown bullets flyin' into an unarmored face, know what peace is

Thinking thoughts or expressing a linguistic connundrum is your father's mustache wax in play

Makin' the Ends and the Means lead to the Truth about Justice & a south American causeway.

Code in the brilliance of the last light you'll ever gander, the sweet life you lived?  Give it all up

To the gods or daredevils who mourn the facts of life, murdered freedom to keep evil in a cup

Needles in One haystack await the founders who will mistake the big lies for the holy truths' I

Nobody else but yourself is as important as you, without you, Nothing matters, I literally, sigh.

Funk said is Dead Air all on the downlow, it's a creep to extinction's homo species' DNA pool

You walk or run and jump ahead or back, I wait in place for the finish line to make me drool

I must win at all costs, I'm not a loser, I'm not a loser, funny you should bring it up, you loser

I'm one I suppose since I recognize one when I see one & you, my friend, are the one's poser.

Pretender as you were created to be, a disobedient soul disregarding gold rules & commands

From Gravity to Spontaneous Combustion, outlaw gods' balls of fire and ice of sweaty hands

Spells of magic failed and caused a chain reaction of solar system fusion, fission is One & done

Now & then, roach & rat extinction into Nothing is ignored, just keep your power on, so fun!

Woke the infants and taught them language to speak, read & write, ignorance of dead food

What we all eat is not alive although it used to be, we killed & cooked it maybe, maybe not

Command and control your own experiment in Being All Alone, stay out of trouble, be rude

Nobody but a lost pink flamingo likes a big mouth, to be & not to be left all alone, hot robot.

Code:  #Extinction in the end, matter doesn't matter even one byte, Hitler or Ghandi, all dead

Cream of the dream or some type of independent, imaginary Soul in a Black Hole, Eve or Fred

It's not my fault, clearly it's the One who began the chain reaction, I will love the bitter, Ends

Sweet Jesus, Mary, Joseph, Buddah, Krishna, Ala, follower of thirteen ghosts she apprehends.

Who is this species' code creator?  Name the invisible, repeat the words of deadmen's creed

They believed blindly that what they said was true was actually the real Truth, it was not true

Version of the reason for being alive is just one, simple expression, to be or not to be, Freed!

Now you are, I am, others will be, some will never be yet, the Singularity remains, The Blue!

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r j j  stephan, i

c.  Jeudi, April XIVth, MMXXII Anno Domini @ 711 AMPST

{ Jammed this out the Void of Immortals while listenin' to @Bon_Scott version of @ACDC #HighwayToHell riff in ad infinitum, youTube link @ https://youtu.be/l482T0yNkeo }

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W.W.A.R.D.?

#GoodyGoodyForMe

START AT THE ENDING, AN EAGLE WILL BEGIN @SECTION 92 *

Fools cannot be fooled so, there'll come a time when every human becomes a good liar

Seeing things themselves, their form and their essence are essential to the stars hot fire

Mind open for energy & matter to be absorbed like a thieves in the twilight, hot godson

Suppertime never missed like Bfast & dinner, 'cause mama's cool hands were frycookin'.

Where you're homeless, out of jail, out of prison, out of your mama's home, ain't sheet

If you're a burden to society, sing a song, immerse into a holy mind, God's COVid19 fleet

In an electric chair, a gas chamber, a gallows or a shove off a High Mountain, junk's a Fix

Enough ice cream, pudding, cake and homeless camps, we need more drugs for addicts.

It's gonna get really tricky in a minute or two, you'll know it when you feel it, AHA segway

Bridge from here to there, no matter where it is, anywhere on a solar system's highway

This sun or any other star in any other galaxy has an origin and will have a dissolution Id

Gone already & won't be coming back ever again, it's a scree to the SMART, I am The Kid.

Abort yourself not someone else, in your or someone else's egs, it's CODED RNA humane

Ready to animate the Thing that remains at One, at rest just because that is "The Law"

Substantial shapes of forms from one to mega-million cell bags of an ant or Great Dane

Outcomes of burnt incomes are successes of future carcasses, already gone, talon, claw.

Hurting nobody and feeling no pain, no need for the karma to recall the errors to pay for

No money or any friendship is worth staying with noone who cannot follow logic's score

As if to be or not to be isn't the only question which might elicit, favorable purple blood

Conquered the antibodies, metabolized their armed, dangerous RNA, now It's high God.

Fly away, deteriorate from bone to skin colored clear, you culture beats the drum, boom

Cymbols crashin' vibration into places never visited without the tastes of golden books

Eli & Dickie will have come down from heaven and if so, they hadn't been given a room

None left above and only one left below, near the core of Earth, water to go, the crooks.

Optimistic protagonist will start the trouble and move it to the ending, a farce in an egg

Inside of a cosmic container of dream-like states of being all too human, as a hole's peg

Fits into anyplace in Space you can enter an 'x' same as a 'y' or an 'o', it's one & the same

Event horizon inside or outside of the thing itself, a substance unmoved, you're so lame!

by

r j j  stephan, i    *Header is a conceived fetus in conception of immaculate me & YOU!

c.  Mercredi, 4-13-2022 @1010 PMPST

{ #immigrandOmygod drafted...while jammin' to some @ChicagoTheBand #GoodyGoody in a loop link @ https://youtu.be/bn8viWNfLyc }

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W.W.A.R.D.?

#CHICAGO @ChicagoTheBand #MoonlightSerenede @AllmanBrothers #CaseyAtBat #WildWildWest #Idiocracy

SIGHS, GOOD THINGS & WOKE-UP DOWNSIDE BYTES *

For once, you know the Truth about Nature, of Life & Death's sleepy walker

Listenin' to @Chicago #GoodyGoody Goddess' loop of satisfaction's rascals

Musicians & singers who exhibit the things themselves in suicidal homicide

Unlike the philosophers and scientists who present the Truth as Lies, i lied.

About everything on Earth, above and below it, there is nothing & that's all

I am not kidding, ask any cosmonaut, astronaut or dead soul kickin' the stall

Bad goods comin' from everywhere, left & right gettin' it all in a black hole

Disappearing in the final appearance, smoke and mirrors broken, Ho Ho Ho.

Monkeys are the minors, philosphers and scientists explain it all, evolve me

Halleluja that I've got the reason's infinite time in Space to get it down, see

Cleared with the authority both above and below the surface, dreamer's up

Awakened, no longer stiff as a rigor mortis corpse, dead life's herb tea cup.

Had the blues because the used to be the ends of the means, I'm cool as ice

For once in the existence of humanity, set back on heels, on my toes is nice

Y'all lie awake all night long, all of y'all is sleepin' & I'm fixin' y'all's flat tires

Planets awake on the Other Side from wherever I am, Al's all balls of fire!

Hoorah, home runs, winning three pointer, holes in One, it's all about goals

Groomed in the middle of chaos and destruction, pending doom boy's roles

Up and down, in and out for the rest of your born days, don't let it all go far

Keep notion close to your vest, you'll be gone, they'll mourn, hardy har har!

Broke into infinitesmal pieces in a barrel of dynamite, ready for a blow job

It's comin' up whether I like it or not, a holy explosion of TNT via DNA blob

Felt like a volcano or a little, bitty geyser of Love & Gusto, in an oak barrel

Rascals move me, rascals trained me, young or old, One, Many, a hard cell.

Call it love to set you back on your heels, it feels like what they warned me

Facts of Life were important, the love of the girls was left out, altar boy see

I was holy and sacred to the church's stations of the cross, holy boy, scholar

Musician playin' poetry in motion, swappin' wine & bread for blood & body.

You got yourself a good thing when you just wish that something's true, it is

Middle of the senses and comprehension that you're One fortunate sun kiss

Wrong turns on the right roads led to the place in Space where God collides

With or without COLLECTION #92, gods, God, Universal Oneness, He sighs!

by

r j j  stephan, i, *DreamLittleDreamOME

c.  Mardi, 4-12-2022 @ 444 AMPST

{ Drafted while jammin' to @ChicagoTheBand #GoodyGoody in an infinite loop on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/bn8viWNfLyc }

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W.W.A.R.D.?