#OldSchool #NoSchool #Truancy #Delinquency #PerfectZeros

COLD, HARD STEEL DEMOLISHED OLD SCHOOL, NO GOIN' BACK

Get off of your aps and move away from the android/iPhone, this is one command of God

Creator of the Space and Time you lease out of the corner, awaits your minute return Bro

Just as it is above the sky so it is below dead air pockets, above Earth & holy moon  cheese

Bid adieu to the function of the no/know tree from great-grand father's holy mama freeze.

By hook or by crook, the job will be gone, if I'm alive, I'll get it done, If I'm dead, I don't care

I leave the living to care without me, it has no effect on anything in the Cosmos, it's not fair

Yet it is as it is, above and below the identical process occurs, cause's effects are all dynamic

In or out of the corner, where you sit because of your social nature chats during the schtick.

Professors down to the kindergarden teachers, all accepted the origin's Cause, nothing at all

Meaning something to somebody no matter where on this planet humanity plants the DNA

Over the history of the geography and the political science, it's always over, end of the hall

Just a locked door or a wall without a frame or sheetrock, 2/4 & 2/6 betwen joices in play.

Beer for my horses and warm bath for my men who've been ridin' horse for a week or two

We can neither recollect nor want to resume the horror of being without water and food

Pucks hit by hockey sticks on the graphic ice, betwen the goals' red & blue lines of the Ice

Sliding and skating, checking up against the borders & elbowing in haggard circumstance.

Fist fight, argument of Platonic deductions and inductions from sensing the zero effect

Monkeys' humanity, Cro Magnon or Neanderthal, evolved from a virus' infected insect

Cry your tears to fill the dried riverbed with your evidence of a communist manifesto

My philosophy of death is to live and die on Earth, history I'm not in, got a job to blow.

Burns healed, broken bones mended without the superglue and pins, insanity's all glee

Happy together with the rest of the creation, myopia & true love company, a miserable

Ecstatic as chances to be independent of the foul crucibles of cruel, evil genius' zen tea

Smoke from the seeds dropped out of the sky, freefallin' manna to feed dead to hungry.

Whistle blown, bell rung, buzzer buzzin' from my lips to God's ears, ain't no party shout

I thought this thing, this life was like a game with rules I didn't know but had to find out

On the inside of the game's box cofer, the rules & regulations would keep the game fair

Everytime every man dies, the light dies, the soul cries, you'll die a happy human, Hair!

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r j j  stephan, i  

c.  Mardi, Aprile XIXth, MMXXII Anno Domini @ 1111 AMPST

{ Drafted playin' #MyOldSchool by @SteelyDan 1973 in an infinite loop on the way to @Cool link @ https://youtu.be/Sq8OU-7JDFA }

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W.W.A.R.D.? 

#Dead #Dylan #WHO #YouSaidDaddy LOLs

CASH COWS, EXTINCTION & A TUGBOAT *

The Struggle, make no mistake about forgone conclusions deduced from the data's crunch

In the flow of the downstream, iPhone, android-savvy as the old species gets a hot punch

Right in the face and left knocked off your feet, there's no other way than to wake It All up

Mind sleep soundly and what happens when you're asleep may affect your back stepup.

Then comes right after the If & When, to know what I mean ya gotta have a bloody Heart

Lots and lots and lots of It, the Heart band is fine for the rocks' rolls, all Gas is burnt Phart

Cement is hardened over all of our bones, somewhere over the rainbow's infrared tornados

Criticizing your mother and father for conceiving your life, #eKill #eMail #ZIPcoded HOLES.

Kids, infants to adolescent adults, social life will force God to serve somebody, all in my fams

Rockin' all day long, soul music from the #Marconi or my iPhone library of critical racing scams

Poor rich people gotta give it all up in the end too, if the poor have anything, it's stolen guns

Born on a bright side of the asteroid occupation, a large rock blowin' between the ol' suns.

Socially isolated and politically mesmerized by the photon display called your mama's reality

Livin' in another country on the terrestrial outcropping from the Hydrogen-Oxygen bi-locality

Found in the lost words that never were written or even spoken, never knew a heart freezes

To be or not to be, a suicidal homicide of the cousins and all kin with DNA acid in the panties.

With the survival comes the extinction, hand in hand with a distant quality of the ugly & bad

Good down to a bone, soul either red or blue, debriefed upon return from battle's I had had

Blind man under another name other than yo' ma & pa have one final choice, a tug, John Doe

Land of lords where I come from, without a predicate, Truth is occult, hidin' in a head, yo yo!

Moe, old, bald Curly & hairy Larry gave the stooges some substance of ridicule slapstick schtick

Monkeys see & the monkeys that see, do what they gotta do & repeat ad infinitum only today

Didn't start yesterday because I wasn't present then, now I'm present & it's lost to the Past, so

Heavywight champ in a good fight for an unknown mass of bone in a downtrodden stage play.

Forks post-mortem, knives to avoid a savage BBQ eatin' with fingers, lickin' the guilt off a sign

Dead, kilt meat, eaten for Life to remain alive, a fuel for the tank overruns of a  time machine

It's today for my Space, until tomorrow where yesterday will never be again, dark mortal Sin

Reason, rationality, deduction, induction, words up & down, Ross, Randy & Patti, I Am All In!

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r j j  stephan, i

c.  Lundi, April XVIIIth, MMXXII Anno Domini @ 833 AMPST  *DebriefedWithPrejudice

{ Crammed out of my soul while listenin' to #TOMMY by @TheWHO link part Uno @ https://youtu.be/dyNGQ2wUSVM & part Deux @ https://youtu.be/9yQvAl1jdL0 & #TangledUpInBlue by @Bob_Dylan in a loop/link @ https://youtu.be/QKcNyMBw818 }

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W.W.A.R.D.?

(#spelunker/flexbeam)

#BamBam #BoomBoom #OldLawNewCreeps #DarkDeepLight #Creepin' #HomelessHeadTrauma #GodDied #GodArose #GodDog #HOTDOG

easter monday monster FOLLOWin' the SCIENCE VOID

Brain injury causes homelessness?  Come on man!  Criminal behavior brain damage

Inside the cranium, examined by MRI, a cure for criminality is NO PUNISHMENT

Rehabilitation of not only forced behavioral modification but also the Gold of Gods

Meaning you're here and now, get over the surprise & git jiggy wit it, you hotrods!

Try to stop breathing the gas into your lungs, go ahead, I'll wait until you stop it all

Meaning you'll croak and die forever, your damage to your brain be damned, a fall

Down the stairs, a tumble down escalator stairs, hit my skull on a sharp razor's edge

Found myself opening my eyes staring at a holy ceiling full of holes, an acoustic age.

So, some kinky king and or queen a couple thousand years ago kill God & get away

Make believe a mask will stop the air from entering your face, cry for the dead's day

Which is a rise out of a crypt's fully undcrepit scat should be for the God of a world

Entire universe depends on the Truth about the reason for the Cosmos' gitiin' old!

Can this species, #Mankind on camera with God, smile et al, a day's glory of old ID

Deeper down than your own awareness, a spark while alive goes out when y'all dead

Simply more complex than the subjects & objects of your inner punk face, you blow

What you get with what you see is all there is to it, vacuum empty above and below.

You're a small piece of a puzzle, one's bundle of memories have no relevence to God

Only the wonder of One place and One time will match the Truth about a just fad

Therefore, since tomorrow isn't here yet, this common ground you're on is all Gold

A moment from now you'll have it back to normal, right now, I've got You on hold.

No supergirl or superman can escape the Kryptonite and no human, no life is dead

Spark of the Holy One, the Sun, the star above that shines while we revovlve, evolve

In the end, blessing is that you found out what's goin' on before too long, s'nuff said

Or Frederica, Adam, Even, Ali Babba or Cool Moe Dee, All One GOD-DOG Dead.

See what I mean or not, what is important is that you've been led to the pond of H2O

Gas won't dissipate until you cease breathing in and out, you're choice or accidental

All the same, if you live, you're gonna die, don't shoot the messenger, I've got 4 aces

No way to win for you or your kin, our friends can't gain victory, your name GIJoe?

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r j j  stephan, i

c.  Easter Sunday, God Rose in Adversity, April XVII, MMXXII Anno Domini

{ Drafted being programmed by @DrNadineBurkeHarris on a #YouTubular hot link @ https://youtu.be/95ovIJ3dsNk }

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W.W.A.R.D.?