#ShootingYourMouthOff #BlanksWordsAndYoMama #EverybodyNeedsSome @Santana @VanHalen #Raiders @Santana #BoogiesComedySlam #OhMiami

WHO ARE THE ARCHANGELS UP IN A TREE OF APPLES, SHOCKIN' MONKEYS?

The fix was in after I got all jacked up, I forgot that I was allergic to a seventh son

Not a shot of hooch or swig of ale, Tequilla to Seagrams I drank in the darkness

Joking and kidding about the reality given by the factoids of life, alive & American

Men and women alike, all living the good life unless they're living in an evil mess.

Forgotten old dead cells and corpses burned and buried, extinction of my Self

My mind, my memory just like the rest of humanity, knowin' I'm gonna be dead

Someday, somewhere over the rainbow where the ol' sun will discontinue itself

Burned you into a black hole of gravitational collapse for the good of the MILF.

No need to dance or go the party down by the riverside, kegger & stein in hand

Driving home without a scratch on the sled, at home in the pocket's white sand

Miraculous maggots turn into flies only when the plants & animals go decrepit

Magnetic poles of invisible power to attract and repel the thing itself, to be It.

In search of things blind men can't see, deaf men can't hear, idiots can't smell

The scent of the perfection inside of skin and 208 bones, leavin' y'all this-a-way

Having what the have-nots have me wanting and never getting is the big Fall

Taste of the sustenance formulating the survival fuel for the organic foreplay.

Monkeys and monsters mixed up the DNA pool, injecting the venom from Mars

Or maybe it was straight out of Uranus or Neptune's deep six, lovin' @TheCars

For the sake of the girl scouts who became the mothers of the daughters' sons

Everything will turn out fine in the long run, your mind has It, we're the Ones!

Before you awaken from this pleasant or repulsive experience, follow me now

From the original dawn of your consciousness as a person with a free will below

Heaven & above the pit of hell down in the interior core of Earth's 1000 degrees

@Woke now, not my choice but the way that it is is the way it must be, please.

Alternative to the play of this score of symphonic harmony is void, nothing at all

Wanting what you're getting, your reward for the things you cannot quite recall

That you did before and will do some day ahead, nevermore only a Poeetic spasm

All for One & One for All can't be reduced to a more accurate asteroid in a chasm.

Before you & I depart the stage at the finale, the last act must be done in a climax

As your & my conception in the vacuum of the womb occurred, just chill to relax

Whether you approve or disapprove of what is happening or what has come to be

The gist of it, the main point is, wake up SHOCKED, DUMB, @Woke, wisdom is free.

by

r j j  stephan, i

c.  Lundi, ROCKTOBER XVIIth, MMXXII Anno Domini @ 1212 PMPST

{ Soul sacrificed, silver dream & gold smile of @TheMatrix link @ https://youtu.be/DpUVTr9Lmmc }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?

#SkunkWerks #KicksHardToFind #WhatDidHeSay? #YE #StevenGreer #TopSecretHigh

SWIM KID MOLLY, RESCUE SEARCH FOR THE MIRACULOUS

If only you knew what I knew when I didn't know that I knew the Unknown

Then you would have avoided my error riddled last judgement, reap & sewn

Seeds of the modified DNA evolved from microscopic, organic matter forms

Afraid that the fear of the unknown is for a good reason, pancosmic worms.

For the last time in Space and Time's alloted dose of gas interchange, all life

Detained the conscious brokers of life & death, the gloom of evil, living doom

Sum of the dividends are either a wet dream or an infinitessimal nightmare ID

Can't touch or smell anything that I can't taste or see, i hope you hear all of it.

In the invisible jungle, only I know how to tango out the side of my glance fit

Moving the unmoved power from eternal rest to the rumblin', tumblin' schit

Rolled downhill from the volcanos tot he bottom of the sea bed, water is gone

Did a fandango tango in a black hole's Space, God is dead, Singularity's alone.

Drinkin' the Kool-Ade until you turn more pale than white ghosts in a machine

Fine photons caught by the gravity of graves, kryptonite crypt, X-ray destiny

Underground or underneath the liquid hydrogen-oxygen menudo, humanity

Gone nowhere. reaching out to a subatomic emotional rescue, all souls' scene.

There is no need to say anything, say no more about this thing itself, I am hip

Comin' undone once again when I was certain I was uncertain, so on the money

Meaning that if I'd have bet I'd have won the cash of losers, against the house

Nobody wins it all for long, it'll get lost or spent maybe as silent as a mouse.

Not crazy in my head, no loco soul runnin' my bones, as above so below I said

It is what it is & if it ain't then it's the only thing that ain't what it is, it's a fact

Can't make this up, it's so obvious that it's all about mortality & power of One

Ego on fire doling out powers to people, colored singularity archangelic son.

By and by, someday we'll know it all, do the right thing, skip the wrongs dear

Air between us all & our graves or ash containers, someday we'll know we fell

Ready to set and go from the start to the finish lines, I win fair and square y'all

Just because I'm superior to the inferior talent, it's not my fault, I'm a winner.

Sour grapes & other sweet fruit that enters our faces from birth to death too

Everything a matter of rules for playing games of survival and selfless trials

My radio is blasting, I'm ridin' in circles downtown in the heights, all smiles

Those were the olden days, all gone now over 60 years ago, all got me blue.

Something somewhere didn't have a cause, something has always been alive

DNA comes from other DNA, DNA doesn't appear in the moon's black magic

Natural to be unnatural in a supernatural but it must be done, forever & sick

Black Molly holy Singularity, Time's a Doom temple's outerspace deep dive.

by

r j j  stephan, i

c.  Samedhi, ROCKTOBER XVth, MMXXII at 808 AMPST

{ Drafted while jammin' to @VanMorrison #TupeloHoney & GREATEST HITS @ https://youtu.be/OvVn_PQMAFc }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?

#SheepleForSaleByThePound #NothingIsOnTheGround #SearchinForMiraculousENDS @VanMorrison @CarlosSantana

 

SWIM KID MOLLY, RESCUE SEARCH FOR THE MIRACULOUS

If only you knew what I knew when I didn't know that I knew the Unknown

Then you would have avoided my error riddled last judgement, reap & sewn

Seeds of the modified DNA evolved from microscopic, organic matter forms

Afraid that the fear of the unknown is for a good reason, pancosmic worms.

For the last time in Space and Time's alloted dose of gas interchange, all life

Detained the conscious brokers of life & death, the gloom of evil, living doom

Sum of the dividends are either a wet dream or an infinitessimal nightmare ID

Can't touch or smell anything that I can't taste or see, i hope you hear all of it.

In the invisible jungle, only I know how to tango out the side of my glance fit

Moving the unmoved power from eternal rest to the rumblin', tumblin' schit

Rolled downhill from the volcanos tot he bottom of the sea bed, water is gone

Did a fandango tango in a black hole's Space, God is dead, Singularity's alone.

Drinkin' the Kool-Ade until you turn more pale than white ghosts in a machine

Fine photons caught by the gravity of graves, kryptonite crypt, X-ray destiny

Underground or underneath the liquid hydrogen-oxygen menudo, humanity

Gone nowhere. reaching out to a subatomic emotional rescue, all souls' scene.

There is no need to say anything, say no more about this thing itself, I am hip

Comin' undone once again when I was certain I was uncertain, so on the money

Meaning that if I'd have bet I'd have won the cash of losers, against the house

Nobody wins it all for long, it'll get lost or spent maybe as silent as a mouse.

Not crazy in my head, no loco soul runnin' my bones, as above so below I said

It is what it is & if it ain't then it's the only thing that ain't what it is, it's a fact

Can't make this up, it's so obvious that it's all about mortality & power of One

Ego on fire doling out powers to people, colored singularity archangelic son.

By and by, someday we'll know it all, do the right thing, skip the wrongs dear

Air between us all & our graves or ash containers, someday we'll know we fell

Ready to set and go from the start to the finish lines, I win fair and square y'all

Just because I'm superior to the inferior talent, it's not my fault, I'm a winner.

Sour grapes & other sweet fruit that enters our faces from birth to death too

Everything a matter of rules for playing games of survival and selfless trials

My radio is blasting, I'm ridin' in circles downtown in the heights, all smiles

Those were the olden days, all gone now over 60 years ago, all got me blue.

Something somewhere didn't have a cause, something has always been alive

DNA comes from other DNA, DNA doesn't appear in the moon's black magic

Natural to be unnatural in a supernatural but it must be done, forever & sick

Black Molly holy Singularity, Time's a Doom temple's outerspace deep dive.

by

r j j  stephan, i

c.  Samedhi, ROCKTOBER XVth, MMXXII at 808 AMPST

{ Drafted while jammin' to @VanMorrison #TupeloHoney & GREATEST HITS @ https://youtu.be/OvVn_PQMAFc }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?