NATURALLY, YOU GOT NEWS FOR ME, 'BOUT A TRUCK & A KISS *
Running from the summer days of '69 as quickly as I could, it's a 2022 buzz fizz
Are you full of the masticated food? I think that's quite clear, you are & you is
Whichever way you swing, you're the problem not the solution to the dilemmas
Nothing to see here, pretend as if you're deaf & blind, no offense to yo' mama!
Ignorance is 100% free to every human born on Earth, you may still have it now
In tact as if it's supposed to corral your spirit and break you down for a bridle
Nobody should be allowed but the ingenuity of weak bodied fellows & the cows
Will crack the ceiling for Understanding to dawn & enlighten the farmer's dell.
In charge or not, pretending to be until your queen is in check, then you'll mind
Your P's & Q's whichever you find at the crossroad of your self-realization sign
We're all gonna die, all public restrooms in American business need black junk
Or white trash left in public restaurants & restrooms, it's a matter of timing, pace.
Comin' to grips & thinkin' that I exist here in California for no reason at all, shux
It's not a problem but after seven decades, chit still happens, I got my own six
Now and then you need a nudge, just a little desired push in the right direction
From maybe a word or two, a line or two, an understanding with another One.
Spirits stuck roamin' around all alone lookin' for the thing itself only to find It
Right there in front of their eyes for so long that it's as surreal as Holloween
If you've got a ghost within your body's skeleton, whole mind & body gadget
Not that it makes a difference but it's a dream you're havin' you forgot, regret?
No, I didn't think you could regret what's so hard to comprehend, wink & a nod
In the right or the left deep states of being all too humane, one finds all peace
Glasses of wine & shots of whiskey, blunts full of keef, bitten Girl Scout cookie
Givin' a hoot's in the stars but it won't be easy, being jacked up by a hot rookie.
More or less philosophy, you don't want to hear the good, a bad or fugly blaze
So there it is, I'll keep the repitition of the fact of life you've forgotten in the fog
Of the state's indoctrination with the history of culture, a world's holier blades
Anthropomorphically given, as above, so below ad infinitum, a Gog & Magog.
Thoughts dropped like a dime just behind your position, it's a creepy signal
Flags waving like there's a wind in this vacuum, yet there ain't no way out
Even though that's the case, useless trivia aside, simmering with a wee pal
In the blind hindsight, it's going to be a moonwalker triage, monkey pax gout.
You desire & require all last words & testament of godfathers of animal herds
Handcuffs won't work, you just hold your hands together behind a slip, on dirt
Ice or slippery slopes with an overweight, aged cat, still surprisingly in synch
With the sounds of the wild & the silence of the void, y'all need to bleed ink.
I danced alone and with many women, it doesn't really matter, it's all labor pain
Here for all of the things that happened since 1951, it's now 2022, that's insane
Humble true lies to be killed & buried four feet under Stardirt of God, forsoothe
Conquered holy masses of atoms by fusing & splitting them, can't handle Truth.
Oceanic deep end for sailors, airmen & pirates lookin' for paradise while blind
All too humane, inside a vision box, teleporting bunches of conmen, oh my lord
Cut to the chase amigo, amigas await the final end of your breath, a yogic kind
Wisdom, knowledge, willpower to wield a two-edged sword, I am the red horde!
Helpless phenomenon, to mend a malaise, hopelessness for all but you, son
Avoid helping others as you would the plague because it causes an addiction
Not to you & your good soul but addicted to your wealth accumulated by work
Anyone can do it starting from paper routes, stockboys at stores or circle jerk.
Achieving success by your last gasp of gas is an enviable Original Sin skin
I hope & pray to a Void Air Force if any to let me be immortal as God's been
Oh wait a minute, isn't that what the Dark Angelo said, well I'll be God's dams
To the High Ranch, dead freefall in a deep hole full of vipers who hate scams.
Pimps of the extinction, selling the bad as the good, the beautiful as the ugly
Remember what you can from the Twilight Zone we've stopped by just to be
Not too human as a prince or a princess used to be before bad news, I'll see
Hot flames in supply & demand mode, freezing cold solids ice to God's Eye.
In this tribe you are neither chief nor initiate nor lieutenant general, I am to be It
Nothing's remains, I'm at once the final punch in the mouth delivered to the kid
Demand inheritance or the breadcrumbs of being a bum-hobo on foodstamps
Playin' poker with reneck girls next door, a sitting duck for cheaters & chumps.
Why & when will the conclusion reached during existential inquiry lead to being
Whether a male or a female malcontent or a hobo or a bum, it's DNA is failing
Human RNA has been artificially inseminated with acid that's not of this Earth
Shocking to know that we've allowed humanity to let the solar system know US.
Even far from this solar system, beings have discovered our #Woke hardware
Easy to reach since the humanity that launched gave predators pirate software
That said, hone demented fake news, love & listen to it, debate & metabolize it
Ominous logic, 'bout birds & bees, comin' out a little country, rescue me, #schit!
by
r j j stephan, i
c, Jeudi, July XXIst, MMXXII Anno Domini @ 1111 AMPST
F I N I S
W.W.A.R.D.?
* Happy Birthday to my #2 son, #JimiDugan @JamesSullivanStephan 7-21-1974, born when his daddy (ME) WAS SERVING HIS COUNTRY IN SOUTH KOREA DURING THE SOUTH VIETNAM WAR IN CAMBODIA AND LAOS IN 1974, born & first raised in Chicago, groomed in the foothills of NorCal, #ItsGoldJerry! HBD Dugan! POPS . . . pi = Three Point One Four
{ Master's piece drafted while jammin' to @BobDylan #ThingsHaveChanged #WonderBoys link in a loop @ https://youtu.be/U4zlA6NoSVE & to rock the rest of my #2 son's birthday @Blink182 #Hits link @ https://youtu.be/b0U-XVkfzCM }
