#WhenIWasStoneBlue #RockAndRollSureHelpedMeThrough #LostMyHearing #Buzzing24/7 #GoodTimes #BadTimes #HadMyShare #LedZeplin

STONE-BLIND, 'ROUND HERE BUZZ IN RENEGADE BLACKFACE

Chunks of imaginary time in this Space, he pizzed, it's an unmoved mover in a worm

Just in case nobody ever finds out that I came to Earth and spent a sperm's squirm

Got into the ovum and it only took one, me to be, all of the others turned ghostly

Seeing right through what used to be their flesh and bone,  pay a ghosty host fee.

In or out of the rooms inside and outside of your head, in every way, it is a toy

Certainty principles spread out over the plains into the valleys & uphill to alpha

Premises and theorems, corollaries to equations and expressions of a final boy

Assuming everyone on Earth was born of a woman, makes you 1/2 female delta.

Above the core, below the zero ground there's a concept signified by a bad word

Not an evil one, just one alive as it should be for fools and dreamers of the bird

Flipped or flashed on or back stage when the time was right, I heard the tick tock

Chords & riffs of enlightened fingertips, frets all with need, hickory dickery dock.

Ran out of room and out of time, at the same time in the same place, so frosted

Like ice, it'd be frozen if you observed the whole shebang with explanation off

Diamond and gold in the mine that was so fine, it became the hole to die, cough

Beaten & retooled forever, result of Black Hole's suppine guilt trip, whip posted.

Finches or Ravens flyin' over the ghetto lookin' for the lost nests of the Bluebird

It was there a minute ago and then it vanished, it won't be comin' back, oh Lord

It's a temptation that must be allowed, the one thought, that I am One, it is first

Everything & everybody else is last, no good & no gods, Reality exists in my fist.

Disregard the previous sounds, sentences of the premises and conclusion to fix

Into the twilight zone, the great wide open, a gaping hole in the stratospherics

Mononucleus or polypeptide sequences, smiling at a thing itself in a river Styx

Slidin' on Forever's surface, avoid an undercurrent's eddy, today's TikTok tricks.

Harmony of all babes grown together in the womb of the tomb, in studio phaze

Keeping the harmony & the beat near a rhapsody in a blue purple microdot haze

White lightening after it's over, where would you be in a pouring deluge of rain

A desert holding it back, mix H complex O gases, but baby I'm already gone, pain.

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r j j  stephan, i

c.  ROCKTOBER XXVIIIth, MMXXII Anno Domini, Vendredi @ 444 PMPST

{ Gods have been exiled, drafted this gem while jammin' to #DesertStorms #WhereIComeFrom @MontgomeryGentry link @ https://youtu.be/br98ad469og & #FullMetalJacket link @ https://youtu.be/OJuo-BIg44Y?t=3 }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?

#MayhemSharingSharon #HearReadAllAboutIt #ForgivenNOW #Ambrosia #Foreigner #SteelyDan #PinkPantherCompiled @Keb'Mo @Santana #SharkCAM

I PUT THE CARDS ON THE TABLE, I GOT A LEG UP

Wondering about the beings that moved in and out of my presence, poor and rich

Not literally but figuratively, I'm certain some of them would prefer I would vanish

Into the light so bright that it blinds you and welcomes your presence in the dark

More or less than the whole shebang, in the end I can't take it with me so I snark.

Following the line of reasoning to it's inevitable assumptions and conclusions, finis

Over before you knew it, the dream was a dream even if the dreamer's head's amiss

At the onset of rigormortis, the body turns cold & stiff, the mind's eye, grey or blue

Punched in the jaw and then in the bread basket, down on my knees in Kaiser's ICU.

Prayed and preached, wisdom lost to blind faith in an invisible state of Nothing too

Really can't say how wrong it is to be right all the time, even if you try to fake error

It turns out the question itself was imprecise, therefore my response was necessary

No free choice between the Good & the Bad, condition is code red as a bing cherry.

Staying alive & in control of the liberty to move about anywhere I please in spaces

At any time I please from the Past, the fleeting Present & evercoming Future laces

On my camouflaged, cold, dead corpse you'll find my homestyle Whoopie Pie cool

Fresh out of the oven bake, it's a lot of matter to move for the sake of a silly fool.

On being in the middle of nowhere with nothing but your inner thoughts' noise

As a high pitch buzz  might not go into a coma with you, good night everybody

Just kidding about hysterical history forgotten or remembered, tricked nobody

I've got sugar, spice & everything nice as monster brownies for baby girls & boys.

Flintstones to Jetsons and in between where we land on the Earth's surface, blind

Learning to see the things that illuminate with the natural and all too human kind

Did you know you cannot know anything other than the Truth you knew at birth

Truth known a moment after death & forever thereafter is mama's & pop's worth.

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r j j  stephan, i

c.  Rocktober XXVIIth, MMXXII Anno Domini @ 1111 AMPST

{ Drafted while jammin' to @SteelyDan #DontTakeMeAlive from link @ https://youtu.be/9YxK-swFREo &  bake #WhoopiePie o'lanterns recipie @ https://www.bettycrocker.com/recipes/pumpkin-whoopie-pies/3e1a7799-00e4-415d-a728-66a8e26f5f2f }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?

#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.?