#WhatsMyName #NobodyYouKnow #ThisMeansWARagain

EPIC HOT COCOA, COLIC GHETTO SNORT

Pure chocolate, beginning on Earth where aliens thrive, smooth, all too who Man?

Words distorted of my mind's eye generated grunts, groans & philosopher dribble

Binge on the paranormal to take the normal for granted, in grave error to be seen

Before it's too late, you've got another chance to erupt the volcano & let lava drip.

Earth can't become a star with all of the H2O filling four fifths of it's matter & form

Without the Water, the gas combination of H & O reduce to outerspace time worm

Appearances' deception is the TNT, blow your mind into oblivion and back at home

It's not far from an origin, as ignorant & wise men alike know, it's all 'bout the beat.

Thinking that the thin skin upon the bones that form the hu in the man, it's so slick

Like a southern piece of turtle dung at the bottom of the deep blue sea, it's all good

Or a northern piece of minnow fodder pond deep in scum, It IS the planet's schtick

Ask Dick & Jane to spill the beans on the words, they'll show Jane came from Dick.

Facts of Life before you find the awakening of the spawning complex, never forget

Nevermore in Never-Neverland with the fairies and boy-girl, girl-boy, twins onset

Open mind allows the historical flood from the caves and shores of Gicchy Goomy

Born wild just after then end of a world's war with itself about divinity's territory.

Hunger for the life of the living is going to be swallowed up into the Void of Ego

As if Ego could figure out the nature, a world as sweet as fortified wine Vermouth

Your daddy really wasn't your father, it's your mama's deep secret, aw you know

She's just tryin' to live with her pain & suffering by securing the false for a truth.

Martini for you and for me, I'm buyin' the rounds since I own the bar so get drunk

Don't worry about driving home, I've got limosuine service for the sick as a skunk

No more parties after this last fling, no holds on behavior of animals & plant pods

Miracle is that you were even conceived much less graces with the death of gods.

Seriously, if today's War caused an End Of Time, what do you want me to do, cry?

OK, I will but before that inevitability passes for the Present moving into the Past

There's a Future that will have become the presence in the fleeting moments' chi

Energy in dream-like forms of smoke & mirrors, reflecting magnetics of humanity.

Stoned on the Rosetta Stone H-bombs nobody else can or will blow up Earth's dirt

The day you die you'll confirm the Truth obvious to the blinded by light, open shirt

Preachin' politics and religion from the stage into jelly beans and jello molds of H2O

Ghetto colic caused by the Masters of the Game's schism, watermelon's drunk Blow!

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r j j  stephan, i

c.  ROCKTOBER XXIInd, MMXXII Anno Domini @ 8 o'clock, time to rock, listenin' to @WARtheBand #TheWorldIsAGhetto vinyl record link @ https://youtu.be/VmheOZtLn3U }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?

 

#DONTjudge!

#KissOfLife #SentencedToLifeInYourBrain

DEFY TOMORROW BE ORIGINAL SIN'S #TAC-NUKE

On the origin of a TODAY, the individual and in general the species are all moot ID

Pay no attention to the dialogue between the ignorant and the wise words will be

What it is and always was, an accidental collision of matter, blown star bits of pain

Oneness fancy in all but mythology, no god alive or unwell, 21st century humane.

Still there's going to be a final gasp of breath before eyes remain so wide open, see

Dream is over before you knew it was a dream, thought it was all but a real reality

Awakened before death, a fighting chance due to the slander power of naked apes

It doesn't matter about the matter, really it doesn't, draw the curtains and drapes.

Fear of the end, fear of the pain and suffering and loss of the happiness and health

That is the name of the game, the tune can only be played backwards from death

Part of the whole thing itself, a conglomeration of DNA from angels to Simon says

I got mine, hope you get yours unless you're not born yet, abortion extinguishes.

Ore is gold and nobody's buying it, need zillions of bytes of data, cups runneth over

As the overflow commenced, the historical record was purged like a spurned lover

No Adam, Eve, Cain nor Abel to blame the original sinning upon, there's One soul

Above and below the zero level void, we're here in spirit, flesh & bone with a goal.

To be or not to be, surviving under ten commandments & theorems of the calculus

Huff and puff, one foot in front of the other, woke or asleep at the wheels of a bus

Not magic and no accident that ignorance is preferable to knowing the whole truth

Nothing but the Truth won't even help God indulge in swearing, hapless forsoothe.

Launch consciousness away from the planet for a moment, no deposit & no returns

You will still have the free will to choose, the cradle of love, eternal recurrence urns

As if there's any chance in Hades that your Ego and Id will survive seizure of organs

Nothing survives, I shot the sheriff & deputy, Abomb payin' off God's scandal's sins.

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r j j  stephan, i

c.  ROCKTOBER XXIst, MMXXII Anno Domini @ 0830 AMPST

{ Drafted while playin' WORD to @WARtheBand #HeartbeatFUNK on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/_gO4HnfFkuE }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D?

(IMPEACH THIS)

#MayhemForeman #ConcealedHoliness #ExtinctionCutsItOut #OutOfTime #OutOfSpace #OutOfYourMind #NASAprobed

SEEING INSIDE OF THE OUTSIDE WHEN IT'S ALL INSIDE OUT, LIVING HARD ROCK SOFT

Marines get there first before the mop up crew proceeds to special ops of invisible divinities

Just part of the destruction and dissolution of the civilization & colonization of the DNA bees

Burnt to the ashes that all of Earth will experience in gravitational collapse, take your Time

Eventually we'll all see the lux or voidness or a little of both or God forbid, a bardish rhyme.

Prayed in two languages that your mind would be saved once death is upon your bones' dot

Nevermore to know what it takes to die & then live forever with my 208 pieces of fossil rot

You do what you're taught to do and everybody has to change from the original copy to die

What your will to power did, becoming alive & kickin' around seas & mountains on the fly.

Waving as I bid adieu to the billions of cells I'll never meet or know, on to the exit of the fox

Never any in or out doors backstage as if a dummy needs a ventriloquist in a male lion's den

Eyes on the prize and keeping all of the rules in mind, feeling the danger zone closed to Sin

A smell of rotten roses like after the wake and funeral, dumped in the hole with the hot box.

More on that later, moved the unmoved mover and watching the special effects of perfecting

Every move, every running race from thought to shut down, it's Time in Space, to be the living

Teaching human beings to be victims and predators is a random choice, written in #DarkSteve

Honey in the bees' hives is sweet & the honeycomb is the home of flowers ready to conceive.

Here's the circus on the big center stage, the #BigTop of the millennia let the animals loose

Cages and eyes wide open without any locks to keep out the boogymen, my daddy's ruse

Makin' me go to sleep and hide from the fear of the belt on my buttock flesh, oh, the strap

I deserved none of it, just learning the ropes, but you get what you got, we got smooth rap.

In the bibles, the korans, the bagavahd gitas, the legends of War & Peace will be extinct

Not a moment before the fragmentation of everything known to Man, opinion of a stink

Smelling and tasting what you can't hear or see is the method of success, top of the heap

Top shelf third world mankind, popes to paupers crouching at the Ends, a pyramid's reap.

Dreamin' of Mabel, Josie, Lottie, Dolores & Theresa movin' from work to party, get jiggy

Got as loose as allowed by the powers that be, fathers and brothers place taken, Squiggy

That's the name of the in-law who takes your creation and divides beauty from it's Self

Until the climax of the #OvertonWindow, repeat ad infinitum, wake up dreamer, cough!

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r j j  stephan, i

c.  ROCKTOBER XXth, MMXXII, Jeudi @ 333 PMPST

{ Here is a Two-A-Day for 'MERICA & my kin in the hereafter or just ash underground in boxes & drafted today while jammin' to #CountdownToEcstasy #RikkiDontLoseThatNumber by @Steely_Dan sparkling up the China, link @ https://youtu.be/XeTDCNDvNEU }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?

 #HUM-V FOR VICTORY