#BlinkEightyThree #ComeOnAndDance y'all! #SwingTownDown #KeepOnRockinMeBabyDoll

JUNGLE LOVE, ONE HAPPY MARRIAGE OF YIN & YANG FOR FORTY REVOLUTIONS

WE BE ROLLIN' PLAYERS, @2PAC #THUGS, JACKED UP DOGS TRIPPIN'

God's all be damned monkeys couldn't hang long enough, apeskin RNA/DNA marrow

Skinny boys gang bangin' for the sake of the crippled blood runnin' deep to yo' mamas

Brothers and sisters not knowin' anything but the #Punch or the #Hit, all they gon' see

Penitentiary underground flow for apes even deeper inside, jumpin' jack, apt monkey.

Seeing while blinded by the light is impossible but I'm doin' it right now anyway, Holes

Done in & still in the game waitin' for the inevitable climax of the blackness, unlit scat

Rules of the games on the roads to perdition, it's a final end for a surprise conceptions

Of the signals and signatures to sign your life over to the Man, the Woman, the Ends.

Player or just a spectator, maybe without any referee to keep the peace, it means Sin

Scandal meaning everybody is shocked about the behavior they all covet, y'all be Ho's

Hoho whitey, one that's wide open with no rock starlight, just there for the party gin

Third grade on up to the seniorhood of the high and low schools of 'hood dust bowls.

Bustin' rhyme for reasons unknown to the present or the past, it's all for future shocks

Innocent minds free from the bacteria & viruses of their parental guidance commands

It's never, ever in your time on Earth going to be copastetic, #B, a #Struggle I am all in

First to last breath, I'm captain of dreamin' the Ends, the Alpha-Omega Thing Itself sin.

Rebel or compliant to make the feeling inside of the mean meat and 208 bone chumps

You know it's all about you, your mama & papa told you 'bout cool facts of life trumps

I got nothing but what I came here with at that conception of love or rape, all talk raps

Milk and the dirty water soup, got drunk and high by eight, had 7 peacemakers & Daps.

Junkies & bums up & down the boulevards & avenues where I saw each & every blow

Broken arrows and hearts of stone shattered into smitherreens, empty holes of a God

Singularity is too far to see but it's right there waitin' for a gravitational collapse bang

Quick sand just not fast enough to catch my bones in the middle, sinking of thee I sang.

Three, two, one middle finger up just one last time, you give up the ghost's past time

Reincarnate a soul no more, it's all over when it's over, scapegoats or sweathog slime

He and she dwelt among us apes who ruled this planet, 3rd stone away from the One

Sun above stays hot as the place you never wanna go, you turn to empty ash, "I RUN!"

It comes from bulls not canine or feline, it's why there's hamburgers, thank bull sperm

You get nothing burgers at the King or the old MacDonald's farm, no EE II EE II OO term

Eventually the herbivores & carnivores get together for a BBQ, son of a dirty mom dog

Deadbeat fathers of our ancestors ran wild 'til they died of being morons in a holy fog.

Cut to the chase and everything is gone, there's no light, no stars, no life, no Earth hog

Eating everything, being self-consumed by calling in favors with the Word of Gods blog

Apes without the hair to keep warm, using colors to signify the rhymes of painted lips

Only two flappin' in the wind, misunderstood from the meaning, your gibberishly tips.

Full & still filling the top with a liquid it can't hold, it's overflow down, drone christian

Asphalt, tar or reddish black dirt, the remnant of the Big Bang's cold cuts, leftover lies

Bought & sold the wares of the bands of yoyo's in charge of the passin' out on Slo Gins

God bandit saints on front streets, whitey/nigger stolen valor, players way above skies.

Rockin' & shakin' the boat until the fruit fell down to the ground, victor got fool spoils

In the end the light fades, it goes out of you & back to the future where it always boils

In the middle of the Sun, in California, deep in the heart, in the soul, in the sacrament

All in before you drop your hand, stay & call the bluff, slap the shot in smack godsent.

Tulips or roses bow down to the Word, as it slips out my mouth, lips closed on fatties

Compare the fame and glory to the silence of Gold, a quitude ahead & behind all seas

Of men and fish in the race from the sea to tree tops growin' out the red & black dirts

Stay Classy, don't settle #CALI or y'all, whatever, @2pac alive to die, #PoppinHurts!

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r j j  stephan, i

c.  Lundi, May XVI, MMXXii @ Half Past High Noon

{ If you make cash $$ on this, you can wait for Pigs to Fly 'fore you ever can duplicate this feat of #AllEyesOnMe by @TupacAmaruShakur @Makaveli link @ https://youtu.be/QgADsQqcKUs }

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#EyesCantGetNextToYOU! #SheMakesTheBirdsSingInHarmony @AintNoWomanLikeTheOneIGot #Rock #Soul #R&B

DEAD DINOSAURS, A HIGHER CLASS 

Death happened at least several times before today & not once before tomorrow, now it's over & out

There's no way to ever find me again, it was just passing out before I passed away, twisted to shout

Since God is just everything the Earth was before my conception, it will be so after the Id happening

My conception in a dark womb's 1950 got me here in '51 just in Time for the fireworks boom blowing.

Now and then, everyone who reads words will come across a familiar poem or song to solo hum

Like whistling while you work, unconsciously you move with the vibe, with or without a rhythm

It's not the fault of the person that they're lacking in competence in survival of the fittest, Oh, I see

Simple, free if you're lucky and if you're not, it's complicated & you're indentured, sapiens slavery!

To the man and the woman who pretend to be someone else that nobody knows, it's a cool ruse

Opened up the gates to heaven and hell and let the mongrels and viral infections take it all over

From the DNA inside the nucleii to the starbursts all around us, our sun, our stars' Milky Ways

Galaxies and a unversal parsec away from my heart, I am what I am, it's all of It, dreamin' Lays.

Not as crude as I can be, I've tempered the linguistic interpretation, drawn out the Core's neighbor

No other planets close, above and below me, ahead & behind, it's all the same, parsing a metaphor

Meaning what you think words mean isn't the correct way to think about 'em, John's son's Magic

Spells conjured for the specific reason of forcing Cause & Effect, a Will to Power, a GD Stick!

Pinnacle of success, starlit disaster of this deescalation of the fruits of labor, holy stolen valor

Knowledge & Wisdom are power, ignorance and RNA failure to transfer to a shortstop store

Delivery was incomplete, proof of it is missing, box is still in the truck but we got it all to go

Inside or outside of this thing itself that we seem to be, our tiny self IS all of IT, so go FLOW!

Doubt downloaded to you & I by the extinct crew of our mates who have dearly departed us all

To be or not to be just an open ended statement and question without an answer while breathing

Just after the final gasp though, in the park, under a tree, playin' a game day of Nature's disaster

Up the fecal creek with no paddle, pickin' & grinnin' at a decreased velocity, on the Way to Her.

Enough is enough and too much is too much, my mother's mantra during her SIX child expedition

Labor intense, identical twins at The End, the final bearing of the species' survival, all acid Eve's sin

She tempted One, long gone but still the One, to pit up against a Free Will of Many, scared One y'all

Fear Nothing, slam dunk it downlow, a fat God is all that I am, guffaw, Nothing, a Dead Sea's Scrawl.

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r j j  stephan, i

c.  Samedhi, May XIVth, MMXXII Anno Domini @ 666 AMPST

{ Out of the groundless being, nothing comes out of it alive, drafted while jammin' to some @ELVIS #HeartbreakHotel & #HITS link @ https://youtu.be/p1GwTJkk_kE }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?

#OhWellWhatAreYaGonnaDo #ImGhanaCallMyLawyya #RightPlaceWrongTime @Armstrong_GettyShow & #DoctorJohn

DO IT WHILE DNA'S ALIVE, ORIGIN Friday The XIIIth's IMMACULATE CONCEPT

Only God and you know, we all know if we're not 1 of 3 stooges who all guffaw inside a 6864 lot

A humor or slapstick only a young boy or girl can comprehend, programmed by One B&W spot

Bloody comedies & dry tragedies, I mention commercial advertising for this, that and the other

All a dream within a dream, like a horror show flickering in the living room of a goddess mother.

Revolution behind Karl Marxist type of malignant tumor, all too humane cat calls for Tesla cars

All of the cats are black and they all walk across my yard's back fence, topside or down under

Information of the solids, liquids and gases left over from the Big Bang's harmony in my mother

I came from her, she knows who she is, I am not a necessary condition for Life itself on Mars.

Mathmatics and Philosophy complete the Metaphysics of this place in Space and Time, I lie down

Flat on my back or front side, all 208 bones dream within a dream on Friday the 13th, 2022 A.D.

All of the females and males of the human race divide by the language inherited from the babble

Ancestral gobbly-gook downloaded to the 4, 5 & 6 year old babies, now you see all that you get?

It's just an accident, I'm not casting aspersions as you might if you knew the Truth to save a face

But if and only if nobody knows what's going on then it will continue ad infinitum, it's on a holy roll

From the first day out of the cave onto the savannah, it's been written in the allstars' Deep Space

Move out of your place of residence before you are exiled out of your cause of the woke effect.

Function of the calculus is a matter of Time, sines and cosines to remedy the ignorant wisdom

Knowing it all, being so wise that Plato, Aristotle & Kant would be proud, heaven above the dumb

Like a rock, Friday the 13th means as much as an imagination will alow, Nothing mixing alcohol

Drunk and staggering in and out of traffic and driving into the woods, die in flames, a deep hole.

In Hades down under a core, it's a minute pinnacle of success, to be or not to be, same ol' song

Space between planets and stars is all there is, woman and man are both a species' extinction

Came out of nowhere from a spontaneous combustion of star stuff, fear and loathing of stinkin'

Feeling the isolation of being all alone, nobody to be a neighbor, it's over now, I'm already gone.

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r j j  stephan, i

c.  Vendredi, May XIII, #FridayThe13th, 2022 Anno Domini @ 611 AMPST

{ Created on FRIDAY THE THIRTEENTH, a regular day in the week of the month, this year while jammin' to #ShakedownStreet by @GratefulDead link @ https://youtu.be/MccLsc5YzrI & #BeerForMyHorses link @ https://youtu.be/NHoGBEaCd-M }

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