#IsitHolloweenYet #WhatsUpWithJack ? #ButAnyway #ToxicDesserts

BUMS' #DEBATE, DEBATING GOD'S UNSAVORY WISDOM

Trouble is afoot on a ballclub's stardirt onto its destination, faking reason to rhyme

Fight in or out of a square ring or round octogon, there will be a winner not a loser

Be that as it may, Time will tell the actual reasons why things are lied about, a hoser

Orphans flauting family ties to the history of mankind's humanity, behind bar Time.

Plastic and plaster on the pulverized rock we've rolled onto our walls and ceilings

Enclosing our locked up matter we keep in order to stop thievery of the dingalings

It is all of their faults that they behaved in a way to get their parents to conceive

In innocence or by intent, either way we're all gonna die, we got here like a thief.

No other way to think about it other than the comprehension of the historical

As it is and was written in languages both dead and still alive, gets it hysterical

Cannot stop the hillarious response to an absurdity of being you, 'all too human'

Before the evolutionary hypothesis is proved to be true, it's about original sin.

Commanded the ancestors to follow the law & it set up a violation in traffic's sea

Hitchin' jacked-up bull scat to my caboose ain't happenin' on sand, gettin' ready

On the battlefield or back home in the states, that was the best shot in your face

Here it is in 2022 and the Time moved in circles, inside of the outerspace's Space.

Bullits and beans to be distributed to every man, woman and their children's kin

What I am and what you are cannot be the case, in any case and that's a fact Jack

Out of the mouths of babes it comes, sounds of ambiguity to be misconstrued in

Nested a hatch of fertilized egg yolks, what you see is what you've got, it's a hack.

Common denominator of a Fool's Errand is no more nor less than one of the #Woke

Woke up your mind in a six by six cell, you cannot get out until you die in a biweek

Filthy hole in the ground, all a part of of the game of life, a twilight zone's matter

Garbage and rainbow of a blind man's trash, crazy on you, dirty crazy, my mother!

Full house with a royal flush and four aces were my three hands in a row, ala casino

Monkeys thrashin' around in a circular jerk of moronic idiots drinkin' LSD capuccino

Love and kisses from the bottom of my heart, it's obvious you know all the secrets

Deep dive from above the sea between breakin' surf, fishin' yet still losin' the bets.

See if we've got this straight, first there's Nothing and stars get blown out of a One

Awaiting gravitational collapse the infinite expands and murders of ol' Sol, the Sun

Black Hole or Singularity, Pulsar or White Dwarf all One Ap, red button to press on

Once the intent is sent and the matter moves through eternity, you get it, it's done.

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r j j  stephan, i

c.  Rocktober XXVth, MMXXII Anno Domini @ 911 AMPST

{ Cocksure and uncertain about the principle at the same time, I resign from the match and bow to the mighty above and the unfortunate below, drafting this diamond in the rough (kiddin' it's actually a masterpiece of dirty words) & while listenin' to @FromElvisInMemphis #KentuckyRain & HITS link on youTube @ https://youtu.be/aCOURapuB6Q & #ThePlatinumCollection @ https://youtu.be/Uq0dBFBxrBE }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?

#GoddessBlessFreedom #CaliforniaWillBeBackGoldenGoose #RareEarth @PhiladelphiaPhillies @Bryce_HarperHR

UFO'S MISERY & RAGE, ESSENCE OF BEING UPSIDE DOWN HUMAN

Where you going with this whole shebang, parts of things open up a Pandora's Box gash

It was already opened in violation of the law of nobody, nowhere at any time M.A.S.H.

Where I come from, it's the way it is for real or not, illusions are magic for a child mind

Reality is barbaric and once it's all over for you, until death do you part without a find.

Neither gold nor the gods saved me from the ending, the finale where you go caput

Damage to my happiness my friends and enemies, it's that the doctorate prescribes it

Pain and suffering for you personally is what you'll get, it's all about the karma smut

Carried from your previously living soul in another bag of bones, whipped cream split.

Desire & need for the Truth about the nature of life & Hope's purpose for homo sapiens

Complex simplicity arranged in an incomprehensible puzzle, a maze of UFO shenanigans

Faith in your breath coming in and out of your face, your heartbeat & awakened mind

Somewhere in Time, at someplace I can entertain within my own mind, a factoid sign.

I am not on your side or in your corner, I do not have your back, don't turn it on me

In general, in or out of the party I move without being inside the inner circle to scree

About the facts of life, one being you're going to die & so is everyone else here & now

Bums' rush in where angels fear to go, the umpires are all bums, first suck & then blow.

Hats & caps upon the heads regardless of all songs being sung, cover ups,  gods' fears

It's above your neck, chin's up, stuck-up nose, squinty eyes & plucked beards in beers

Over and out of the airwaves from infrared to ultraviolet, in between is here and now

Hunger needs and satisfaction gauranteed or your moneyback, fulfilled olfactory blow.

Funked up beyond compare, shredded sheets hit the fan & disintegrate the nucleus

Only one containing the many, the natural disorder of your ancestors, died on a bus

Jerks in a prison camp guarded by jerks who don't mind beating dogs & elder people

As above, so it is below, dream will RING when you die, don't worry, this is Hell's Bell.

Rat paradise, sewers carry wasted food & H2O to feed the vermin underground vent

Shake up the roaming streets of big rats, drill deep holes underground, sign's For Sale

Poison for the vermin to die an irreversible death even to rats that regrow their tail

A DNA tweek to make cats, rats & dogs a domesticated animal sound, y'all innocent.

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r j j  stephan, i

c.  ROCKTOBER XXIVth, MMXXII Anno Domini, Lundi @ 711 AMPST

{ Drafted while jammin' to @Billy_Joel #YoureOnlyHuman (2nd Wind) & HITS on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/VlQ6Ka4yg_8 }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?

YOU CAN'T ALLOW HEADLESS GEESE TO FOLLOW UP

#BrightTailLights #DisappearOnMars #FreedomAintFree #FightForYourRights @ElonMuskROCKSTwitterTweetMeat #BrightLights @Gary_Clark

 

GOD'S LOST MARBLES, SHUT YOUR MOUTH, repeat ad infinitum

As if there's a reason for a species, other than random RNA/DNA recombinination

Dots of the matrix form the sensation of a form and shape of things in the star fight

In the darkness without any blown photons, nothing stops the hunger for the thing

Itself just flesh, bone & anything else that is liquid & solid electricity, go to the light.

Being saved by the gods or a God or metaphysical philosophers, all of It dead as me

Not yet of course, but I will be in a matter of space & time, ne'er a word-up for free

Common denominator of the numerators is One, all of it from a Big Bang of smoke

Black and grey puffs of burnt plants wafting through the faces of fat pigs in a poke.

Not a joke or anything, it's a barbeque as always, killed chickens and pigs and cows

Burnt offering to the gods for the beautiful reward to parents who beget the hatch

To be a living example of what you might have been, stay alive until you taks bows

At the end of the play, the story is all over, it began & it will end in a potato patch.

Underground and buried for the duration of the Earth's sweet revolution vanishes

Out of the Space's solar system called the Sun, the Son of God, Al-a, what Ga says

Greeting and saluting the End, as it is, without anything, no subjects or objectives

No action verbs or predication of the things themselves, all Platonic and my jives.

Inside or outside of the hole, you move away and toward the same thing, Nothing

Always there, everywhere forever without end, it's what it is and we blew a circuit

What?  Wait, I have no way to move backwards to the being of an unmoved wing

Flightless, stuck in the middle right here and now, I say, fuqit, it's Work, Let's do it!

Whatever it is, it can't be any different, it's the natural thing itself, it's so funky

Shut your mouth if you can't speak the Truth about the nature of the beasts

All of the things that eat plants and each other in order to remain above, sing

Alternatives are grim, heaven, hell or nothing at all, a nugatory state of being.

Marked the target with a bullseye even if there's no practice, I am in the endzone

Where the entire magazine goes, a round to the heart and two to the headphone

Monkeys were better off with no King and Queen, monks in all republican domes

Perks for runnin' down a Truth you know & I know and nobody else does, homes.

Benefits for all the ones who get their diapers off & find a latrine of wasted sins

Liquid & solid two equal what the gas is all about, blown subatomic mystery ions

Deny every subject and object on your last gasp for gas, rotate on boom fingering

It's the only place in Space you won't be denied, annhilate your soul & then sing.

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r j j  stephan, i

c.  ROCKTOBER XXIIIrd, MMXXII A.D. @ 911 AMPST

{ #KixBrooks & #RonnieDunn LIVE waved while I jammed this out of the twilight zone, link @ https://youtu.be/mZmFWYiTUiY & Kix solo @ https://youtu.be/kEBuTMXcd0w }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?