THIS SCAT ENDS WITH THE SLOW RIDE IN A HEARSE, A RE-HEARSE OF WILL POWER, FEAR OF DEATH, OBLIVION, AW HELL-NAW! CANNOT BE!!!!!! #WhiskeyWishOnAStar #SheAintCominBackEverAgain

LIPSTICK ON THE MIRROR - GOOD BYE

PULSING NEUTRON COWGIRLS' LIES, A JUKEBOX & AN UNMOVED MOVER *

Termination of the final phase of commissioning terminates Act 1 timeout play

Dead boys and girls were image stacked & lined up perfectly with one another

In harmony, the chords & melodies leave loud voices to speak of slow hotrods

About their stars and their contents, atoms of gas pretending to be the gods.

You see, hear, taste but never smell the fond waft of smokin' back-strokes

Includes every molecule and atom of hydrogen and oxygen and that's all folks

You cannot make this scat up from the Void, this is really more than holy sins

Orphans or well-bred inheritants of the world's silver, golden blue diamonds.

However you see One vision, clear or blurred lines filling in the blanks, Eureka

Found next to  river that veined gold in the river, appeared as divine overflaw

Shining the reflected burning sunlight, cosmic to infrared incineration of Soul

Being One ain't easy when you've got Moon's Many-To-Go, dishes, spoon roll.

It's all about the Tiramasu, the dream of mushed, sweet sugar & crumby cake

All can be smoked yet, instead all get swallowed, gulped like ain't no tomorrow

There is a yesterday & tomorrow today but there's no ending for all starters

Retirement pensions for all who #STFU, all pops' conflagration, 'BE' martyrs!

Just because the jism got out the cage lookin' for love in right=wrong places

With or without you here and now with me, there where-with-all is, I suspect

Dreams while sleeping forgot to come true by the sleepin' giant-midget stew

As if there's power to recollect Categories of Forms, blown Matter of facts.

Imagine your world has a black hole that you call the sun, brighter than One

Filling Time in Space, you & the civilized savages eat, drink & have tons of fun

Only you know & I know that it's not forever, you & yours will terminate Air

Fade away, it's over, way gone, wasted days & nights, bread-spirit of a bear.

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r j j  stephan, i   * Header's a Tiramasu Slice

c.  Dimanche, August VIIth, MMXXII Anno Domini

{ Sundown with a #NeonMoon & HITS, a #dosee-dough-in' with @Brooks&Dunn #WayGone in a loop YEAH!  link @ https://youtu.be/4oYeC5OQOkQ }

F I N I S
W.W.A.R.D.?

#PhilosophersStones #SiSePuede @CarlosSantana @WARtheBand #HookAtTheFinale #AOK @EinsteinRelatives #NeutronStars #BlackHoles #OvertonWindows

 

si se puede, GRATIAS AMIGAS & HERMANOS DE MADRES

Stay alive for the dream to come true, when you're dead, so's the dream, have faith

Truth is like that, a matter of forming something in the middle of nowhere, a wraith

Thing itself unidentified flying, burrowing agent makin' love's round holes downunders

As above so below, the same things are goin' on, nothing above, nothing below utters.

Yelled HELP in a crowded theater, FIRE in an empty playhouse, it's all Good & my Evil

Stampeding idiots and morons stepping upon the fallen rather than helping them up

Humanity's all too human response to panic, stayin' alive when it's time to flee or kill

Nobody wants to be the sacrifice to someone's barbeque, surprises in store buttercup.

Alive or dead, any memory of our ancestral heritage origin is 200 years more or less

Before that inheritance of our DNA for this trip, spinnin' on a dirty ball of speed chess

Gettin' nowhere, goin' nowhere from the get-go, it's come down to survival of the fit

I am the most fit to defend against the nutcases & random Randos comin' or doin' it.

Last gasp far ahead or maybe today, who the Hades has an idea other than God's fate

Dream is real, you're in it, I'm in it, we're all in it, alive and dead, somnambolistic date

That's today, this day you & I wake up and become the #Woke, for the good of the Sex

It's OK to reproduce the species but not say the word, SEX, to substantiate it via FedEx.

Fathers just the sons of mothers who crafted the orgasm to become one of the many

This means you & I, we're the orgasm of our fathers, lucky to have survived insanity

When you're locked within and ready to be born into the light, well there you go again

Time and Space and then Nothing at all, that's the fate of consciousness, mindful Zen.

Now then, in the downward dog of the backward cats who are just kits in the kaboodle

Monsters or the food for the thoughts of the dancin' Mexican jumpin' beans' taco Bell

In any case, it's a tautological argument without a counter-example or disproof of One

Many can't be imagined without the complement of a One added to the concept, son.

Fruit in the garden of Eden's In & Out hamburger & ice shake joint on all four corners

Can't eat the apple, the sign of power, knowledge of the status of the universe's verse

Rhyme or not, it's lookin' the other way on the prose that supposes you can't get blue

Or red or white flagged, corpse dissolved into thin air, oxygen & CO2, all yours, YOU!

by

r j j  stephan, i

c.  Samedhi, August VIth, MMXXII Anno Domini @ 711 AMPST

{ Drafted while I looped #StayinAlive by the @BeeGees on youTube, suffer with me @ https://youtu.be/z2qoihbzc3E & @WARtheBAND #TheWorldIsAGhetto @ https://youtu.be/VmheOZtLn3U }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?

#GoingDown #PortOrStarboardSides #Overboarded #ScoredGrandSlammer

PRIVELEGED POSITION IN TIME'S ALLEY, 8-BALLS TO THE WALL

Born to be more wild than your mother & father at the Woodstock, NY farm

Certainty is uncertain & only you know like I know the meanng of the swarm

To be or not to be matters little or nothing at all when locked behind my lies

Unseen without any accent when the world is high and dry, when a hobo dies.

But of course there's always yesterday when all troubles were so far away

Dogs and cats, birds and bees and flowers' seeds all make the world a ball

Of rats who creep at ground level & their better placed roof rat riff-raff

All of them here waiting for the humans to become extinct, they'll then roll.

Cooks and the cleaners who make the order a way to obfuscate a chaos tea

Disposed of chafe in the middle of nowhere, as a floating spirit on open sea

Gas fired, burned & smoke left after the incineration, lying in an urn's dust

I know what I have in the speed and outer limits of the thing itself, I must!

More of the idiots than their parents counted on, limited in intelligence potion

No more nor less than the DNA allows, it's random recombination of the Sin

Meaning an obedience to an Origin author or a random suffering & sheer zeal

Worry and stress are the Way to keep you alive, to survive & not be a meal.

Thoughts occured in the place inside of the head that allows retrieval at will

Sunk down into the bottom of a crazy barrel of monkeys who make my faces

Sometimes funny like a clown, times serious as a heartattack surprise, a sin

Shock and Awe is a given to the old man, no opinion for young or old women.

Beans thrown out an Overton window during a dream's stairway heaven's gate

It's true but it hasn't happened yet, wait, it will whether or not you like fate

It's all a witness' fate, see it, a thing, relate this experience to apes, shutup

Reason for the nakedness int he naked cities, monkeys out of control coverup.

Neighbors and random randos who live & die without pulling their heavy weight

All the desperate men outnumber the women, boys grew into men without dad

A secure border will be defended by the Freedom that's ringin' the liberty It

Unknown soldiers & known battles & wars alike fought with pen & gun, no-shit!

by

r j j  stephan, i

c.  Vendredi, August Vth, MMXXII Anno Domini @ 1111 AMPST

{ Balls rolled on the ground without gravity while the whole world sucked & I was listenin' to #IDontCare @DarylsHouseClub with @Patrick_Stump link @ https://youtu.be/YNfKL2jCO-8 }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?