#WAR & the infinite's #TigerCatBytes

@TigerCats  my #pops' tattoo

IT'S NOT FOR ME TO SAY, EAT, DRINK & BE MERRY FOR TOMORROW...WELL YOU KNOW... @hotdogs @hogjowels & @kangaroos

Contemplate your own umbillical chord's knot in your solar plexis, it's the generator

Of all the men and mice you see and trap in the claps & applause for the terminator

Heroes and heroines at the beginning to lead the way toward a holy, final bitter end

Where brave men and women fear to go, it's the finale of the play, it'll be over then.

For no reason and without much rhyme in the Time anybody gets in Space, it's a Word

Made out of mud and blood and high alcohol ale & fruit of the vines, in a tiny flip bird

Aftereffect of the original cell mitosis and abandonment, here we all are, now all y'all

Know more than your ignorance has led you, you thought it was angels' heaven & hell.

When in any reality ever seen & paid any attention to, there's The End in sight, all God

Also known as the Unknown, the X factor between eternity and your final red hot rod

On the road, cruising & then speeding at the top velocity, exceeded gravity in the back

Above & beyond the clouds and calls of duty, nothing but you & the sky, blue on black.

Funky finks moving the rules and regulations around the helm, to avoid the dead men

Amen to the ones who have ceased their quest for immortality, it's over when it's over

Don't shoot the messenger, bury the hatchet in your mother & father in heaven's gate

Gods and the beatles left in the cosmic soup juice have consolidated their useless fate.

Subjective without being objective, I'm always right and I'm never wrong, it's on point

Where all followers go is where leaders have already gone & came, at a corner joint

Drunks that drank the bottles of liquid fermentation of grains, hops in a bottle's glee

All forever the death of our ancestors and may even be the dissolution of invisibility.

Nobody is left to listen to the words of your reason and rhyme, extinction is historical

Ending without a rerun, no academy award oscars or emmy awards for the hysterical

Feeling and then being totally numb in a second, that's what it's gonna be, no problem

I ain't the one who created the matrix, Truth be told, your love will die, you & all them.

Monkey milk keeps you alive until you find out that survival forever is impossible, gods

Ain't none, not even One, don't really care about the ministers & pope's priest hotrods

Cowards wait for the orders and get blamed by the other cowards who cower under it

Rocks, stones, pebbles even boulders are all the remnants of this Dirty Sun Dust skit.

Playing parts and in the acts and episodes denoting the goofy blood, sweat & tears

Drama is what you see, it's what you get once you are conceived in religion's fears

Of sinning against the laws, commands, the rules of the ones who are dead in a ruse

They never come back, I ain't afraid of no ghosts, no spirits, no disembodied booze.

Ready for what's next if you know nothing other than what you knew before ma & pa

They taught you & if they never existed, you'd know nothing more nor less than GA

You're playin' a long or a short game with no known expiration, without a time to fly

Foodstamps keep you alive in a tent, smokin' junk, all god's bums just waitin' to die.

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r j j  stephan, i

c.  Lundi, June VIth, MMXXII Anno Domini @ 911 AMPST

{ #GotSmokeWillTravel blasted while jammin' to @WARtheBand #HITS link @ https://youtu.be/BsrqKE1iqqo & @CheechChong @ https://youtu.be/Uu2Tu8f0218 & @AaronTippin #KissThis link @ https://youtu.be/gaVnU6yHwSI }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?

#CarolAnn #ONE #Jesus #Maria & #Gieuseppe @Keb'Mo' @Bob_Dylan #TwoNightStand #Whodini

 

#LoveMyBabyAndGonnaTellEverybodyIKnow

 SOUL SHINE, ON REFLECTION, CAN'T HAVE A WORD WITH YOU

Ways & means of nudging dirty bones 'round a course of green grass, sand, red dirt & zeal

All left over from the Big Bang, ape miracle of evolution, a living, theoretical compromise

Between the anthromorphs numbers on the wall, dreamers come out of the Void, for real

When all the dreams are is everything we have, reality & one's dreams, a superman lies.

Heaven is the space all around all of the planet's matter and closed solar system of grunge

In no way, in no shape or form of understanding can you pretend the Sun isn't a boiling pod

Of atomic fission and fusion 93 million miles away from our ignorant presence at the fringe

Where the original sin and the origin of the solar system is never seen, invented by God!

Little lover boys and sweet, pretty little things, the pride and joy of the angelic effulgence

Sky is crying, angel in the mirror says to you, be the idol of all that is, everybody's two cents

Or not to be, it ain't no big thing, in chains or unchained, mojo works the ship that don't float

Living in double-reverse, just to make everyone happy about it, R.I.P. tomb, buy me a boat.

Baby opened the mind and let the man run away with the sattelite dish and a silver spoon

Moon shine, lookin' like a reflection of the sun's bright atomic wavelength coverage, a Goon

From above and below that matrix of heaven and hell, it's another holy place outside the box

Six-sided, cubed and dark inside, four score squared times seven, we're third of six big rocks.

All caught in a revolution that won't quit until I say so, who I am is the key to the pot patch

It all comes down to Montana zone & #Hailmary pass 90 yards in the air, all 'bout #TheCatch

Rivers run into the sea & come back for another round, time to catch you outside yo' pantries

Sky crys like there's no tomorrow, left a circular jerk target, too human, I shot a Hole In One!

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r j j  stephan, i

c.  Dimanche, June Vth, MMXXII Anno Domini @ 1111 AMPST

{ Crated while jammin' to @Keb'Mo' HITS link @ https://youtu.be/K2NfbIHZhvU }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?

"NEVER FORGET" #NEVEREVERFORGET

#PackYoThangsAndGo @Ally_Venable #ShredsOfABCDEF&G #DontGetAroundMuchAnyMore @CHICAGOtheBAND

BUM'S RUSHIN' BIG BANGS & A NANOMETER'S FLUX & FLOW

I've got some good news & some old news, pack your things, either way y'all gotta go

To the place where the axes grind away the treble's trouble with the bass' back beat

Mother & father of it all, they themselves all admit to control they got Above & Below

Miracles at witches' fingertips with magic potions & words that make spells' hot heat.

Periods and eras that fill in the modern and ancient ways and means of the being roe

Eggs and the monkey bait fill in the blanks, emit the humans that remain all too slow

For the finish line is a heart break, a heart attack and a seizure of the brain's spirit sics

No ego above or below the bones, the blood that bleeds out the vocabulary's phonics.

From the alpha to the omega, babies cheat on their tests and learn what Nothing Is

Something feels as queer as the unknown in any algebraic equation of inequalities

Moving from the full stop, motionless and silent, not a scent of a woman anywhere

Permanant in the follow up sound of common ground, place of pain & holy pleasure.

Dead and gone, forgotten memories of what used to be the regular rigamarol insane

Out of the sky, been out of our minds since the conception of our deep end, Cocaine

In and out of the head, the lungs, the blood, the bones, mindless cosmic interference

Wavelengths and frequencies that pick and grin up and down the fretting rise, hence...

Apes, repeat the humane habits to survive the wasteland of their refused & used food

Living upwind and upriver is fight worth fighting for your family, your kin, your tribes

Extinction is the only other way to lie getting stiff and allowing the rigor mortis' good

To allow the Earth it's recovery of the thing itself that your mother bore, orphanhood.

Sore funk and wagnols wag the dog's tail in ecstatic happiness, well worth waiting for

Rocks & their moving up & down the love & good times that precede a slammed door

Just before your last step over the proverbial cliff, you've made the decision & it's over

All of the glory to be or not to be, no question that's the answer we really wanna hear.

Pretend that it's a room above your mother's bedroom, she died in childbirth as a nun

Virgin childbirth or I'm a little bastard of the rape and pillage of the Davids & Goliaths

Never a reason to contact your spirit while you're alive, it's there, you'll know if it goes

I thought some things, brought me back to the preconceived notion, gods loved Ho'z!

Orgasmic push and pull, slide and burn the punk 'til it smokes the cosmic dust on fire

Priming the pipes for the First Cause's movement, an overture and a golden repeater

Shot from the chamber and barrel of what the monkeys built & left for the kids' mire

Quicksand graduates into the muck, quicksand for the good, the bad, ugly & prettier.

Fill her up with Ethyl, it's a high test for maximum combustion in a vacuum's V8 engine

Steppin' on the gas, shifting through seven gears on the way to the finish line's holy sin

Checkered flags keepin' my champions alive if they don't duck and roll, funk avoided it

Played & worked, backs turned when it was all done, microns of acid powers that shyt!

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r j j  stephan, i

c.  Samedhi, 6-4-2022 @ 707 AMPST

{ Jinx!  Drafted to an amazin' young #Blues artist who can literally pick & grin her fine ass off, kudos to her Ma & Pa, jam to @Ally_Venable LIVE link @ @FunkyBiscuit in @BocaRagon 3/9/2021 link @ https://youtu.be/Ng5FsYCDtBw }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?