#PlanetThree #NothingFromNothing #LeavesNothing #GlassHouseShatter @WARtheBand & @TheBlackKeys

 

SOME PEOPLE JUST NEVER KNOW, SOME KNOW & FORGET, SOME PEOPLE PHUQITALLUP!

Gods don't live here any more, they got out of here alive

Only the good die young and only the evil live in the jive

Monkeys seeing what all of the monkeys are doing, clues

Copy the cats doin' what they do 'cause you paid the dues.

Last time in Space for the immortal reincarnates, it's all over

Long time to be acting as if the End means chit to a lover

Who comes and goes with the wind, like a wisp of willow

Brought sliding into home's base, the pentagram shape low.

Runs, hits and errors, hit the ball, throw the ball, catch the ball

Then it's a matter of three strikes to be out, nine innings to pitch

Philosophers think but can't play, can't catch, hit, can't run a lap

Pinch hitting for clean-up batter in the last half of the ninth, snap!

Bases were loaded and the bags were clean after the 400 foot fly

Slowly trotting the diamond, soaking in the final trip up in the sky

Warning signals, lights, bells, whistles star spangled bangs twice

Drank my Kool-aide sugar babies, 'til Hot air melted my Cold ice.

Certainly your form and my shape have a mitigated circumstance

We have slipped into the light of the darkness, unknown as ants

Below or above the things that become old and die of worn parts

Wings of angels don't get on the backs of all too humane pharts.

Idiots serving the volley for games, set & point, 30 love, set too

A match, bunched white or black trash, silly and confident blue

Sad that it's all alone you gotta be, knowing the facts nobody can

Live beyond the breath you can't hold, more than a second too.

Heartbeat stops the animated on a dime, unmoved, used to move

Stench of the rotting DNA, out of water, underground in a groove

You're #Woke, immersed your Ego in gods of blind faith, in a Man

You believe it's all going to be alright, next minute chit hits a fan.

by

r j j  stephan, i

c.  Jeudi, June XVIth, MMXXII  Anno Domini

{ Broke this out the corral while listenin' to @TheBlackKeys #DropoutBoogie 2022 link @ https://youtu.be/9249ehtluos }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?

#TEQUILA @SANTANA @LosLonelyboys #EsseneBiogenicFate #UFO IS #IFO #SPRINGSTEEN #HILTON #CheechAndChong

@PARIS_HILTON.org

ATTENTION:  ATTENTION PLEASE?

Utter nonsense coming out of the mouths of babes in a dark wood

I see nothing but a target of desire, collars shockin' for stampfood

Going in and out of consciousness' coma of sub-conscious duties

Programmed by ape-codes & commands, a marxist bastard breeze.

What happens to the orphans without heritage?  Turn a page, Her

I'm The One all the way to the ends of Time's Space, no showbiz

The One that matters, holy liver's awash in crypto slo-gin fizz

Gas-Air that the sun of a solar system left over in a dumpster.

Move, animate mockable humanity all becomin' barefoot, no socks

Idiots and morons raised by their heritage of cro-magnon poprocks

Boulders to pebbles conglomerated into home sweet home of truck

Of blue, black & bull-bear market colors I can't buy, you all do suck!

Bow to power upon a throne you'll never see, Nothing but a subatomic flake

Obey the 10 or 20 commandments,avoid incarceration, swimmin' with #Fish

99 cent an hour to break rocks 'round Folsom Prison's deep, darkest lake

Where God's foolish dump is, dirty graves of gravity, morons'mud in a dish.

Vows broken have no penalty like life in prison or death by H2O & pass gas

Therefore, the End's coming before an Infinite Omega, I will or I won't pass

Don't want or need it, gravity's havin' it, gods' One way, No way, sucks man

Gravity's graves on a trouble hook in violation of being cool, all too human.

Be One future, WOKE moments cannibalize gods' damn hell, do it, wink-wink

Dream alive by hook or crook, you're certain to croak by extinction of a fink

Malcontented & in charge of hothand guns of idiot savants, I am like, OMG

Ready Dogs, Screamin' Mimi's of a pre-conceived notion, y'all are dead 'G'!

by

r j j  stephan, i

c.  Wednesday, 6-15-2022 Anno Domini @ 711 AMPST

{ Drafted jammin' to #KISS #TheArtist @https://youtu.be/CkrT9u7ms1c }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?

#WhatTheHellIsHeavenDoinUpThere? #WhyBlackIsBlue @KennyWayneSheperd

DEGREE IN FLAG FUNK FROM FINK UNIVERSITY, PhD LOVE OF WISDOM

Settle down for a moment before you strike out as a sidewinder in a maze's rooster cage

Wander around the quad on the campus forever as a spirit in the night out of a red rage

Monkey shines repeated enough to pretend as if it's The Only Way to be or not, brother

Miracles and just the fairly normal causes and effects that transform energy and matter.

Fill in the blanks on a multiple choice exam, there's two essay questions to answer yo' mama

Gimme some more milk and let me hide behind your apron strings, it's all worse than obama

Atoms broken in two, split personality inanimate objects serving mankind to racoon critters

Cowburger muscle burgers for One, miracles happen & are forgotten, nothing really matters.

Bearing children legitimate or Ill becomes the only way for One species to survive extinction

Making the seeded wombs bear the fruit of the loom is important, raising the spectre of sin

Obey whose rules & regulations, laws & commands of an unknown divinity, above my soul

Culture of the civilized and the behavior of the prehistoric hominid collide, got a rock to roll.

Faith in nothing, belief in only the impossible to know, it's the nature of the beast, All of It

When you die, someday, then you'll know if radicalism is old or new, it's the catalyst of chit

Winning is everything if you believe it, losing is nothing anybody wants to be doing, be free

Of the guilt and paying back debts that aren't your own, annhilate guilty pleasure, you'll see.

Order of the small to the large begins as conception and birth lead the way to enculturation

What you will be is what those who won't be alive on Earth, extinct is the word, dead, gone

Enough of the Truth that hurt everyone you've told them to hold their tongues, they sting

If you wait long enough, either you'll die or wonder why you didn't, no choice, no big thing.

Races up and down the city streets, busted by the cops, released by the judges who rule

Spaces all around the mud, the blood and the beer for no good, bad or ugly reason, fool

Stuck up like the pretty girls runnin' the block like their daddies used to, thing dyed red

Gangs' boys turned to mobs' girls to foster the unhealthy, the tour d'force all of it, dead.

Binary brain, right and left hemispheres each full of their own retrievable data, climax form

Cause of the First Cause has no validity, failure to cause an improbable effect of a dirt worm

Down to the bottomless maelstrom you go, lookin' for the trouble you've imagined a radish

Where my venom is not present, that's where I am now, near already gone, all I do is vanish.

by

r j j  stephan, i

c.  Mardi, June XIVth, MMXXII  Anno Domini @ 333 PMPST

{ Safe!  Your foot was off the bag!  Drafted while listenin' to @TheNewRadicals #SomedayWellKnow link @ https://youtu.be/bDmA8qQKhMY & #YouGetWhatYouGive @ https://youtu.be/DL7-CKirWZE }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?