#WildWildWest #KoolMoD2 #CASHout

SUNSET ON THE FOOL'S PACIFIC, EARTH SPINS LIKE AN IDIOT'S WOBBLING TOP

Condescending to you for your own good gods, I am being used as an usher

From the Good, the Bad & the Ugly I rose from the dead head I was under

No fault of my kin, my personal choices to merge with the universe's seeds

Of vermin and human there's an assumption of divinity, we're food it feeds.

Don't show your ignorance don't humiliate me with your stellar intellect

I used to be an idiot but mama didn't raise a fool, in my case, my grandma

Now then, let's pray and have a mass for the savior who died for Nothing

A saga worth someone else other than myself could relate in a song I sing.

It goes Do, Re, Mi, Fa, So, La, Ti, Do in major, minor, sharp or flat, I'm One

Seventh son or the first of many matters as much as molecules in the ocean

Conquering the meager travails presenting their obstacle obfuscation sins

Easy come and easy go from here on out, I know nothing, the Outs or Ins.

Received the required training to manipulate the thoughts, the calculus too

Equations of inequality merge with the cosmic dust & lose the essence Blues

Deep diving down into the thing itself that you were before conception, chit

Drip and ooze from the holy gaps that allow the elevation of the epileptic fit.

An idiot knows but I'm not that certain of this one point about theoreticals

All of the propositions are assumptions to be Truth when they're just shills

The swindlers know they're best bet is to have the best shills in the ace club

Given the need to bleed, everyone thinks it's their turn next, that's the rub.

Nobody gets out with their shirt on, they lose their tee shirts and laugh it off

As if noone notices that they just burned their cash well earned in a hot coffin

Dead to you meaning it's left in the silver mines up in the cool Sierra Nevadas

Entertained and fed like cattle giving up their inner T-bones & chimichongas.

Reduction of the size of your quantity of being down to the final atom of dust

Brings you & I to the final breath I have to blow into the world's Gold or Bust

You ain't takin' anything with you, as ants scramble for crumbs, your kin too

Final curtain falls too soon but you were warned, did you heed?  No, you fool!

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r j j  stephan, i

c.  BLOVEMBER Vth, MMXXII Anno Domini @ 711 AMPST Samadhi

[ What happens during samadhi? dot dot dot

In samadhi, the process of concentration, the object of concentration, and the mind that is trying to concentrate or meditate all have become one. The mind is no longer focusing on the object in an objective manner. All that remains in awareness is the content, the essence, of that object. ]

{ Kickin' the jams & this little ditty while watchin' HIGHLIGHTS OF @TNF #PhildelphiaEagles WIN 29-17 vs. #HoustonTexans game Week #9 2022 link highlights @ https://youtu.be/OxC2gP9_oX4 }

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#WhatsUPWithJack errrrrrr, @CardiB #UP

SIXTEEN TIMES, SAME TIME, SAME PLACE, SAME OLD DREAM WITHIN

I'm canine, same as a Goofy piece of sherbert pie, orange, lime, rasberry one

That night or some night down the road where I may or may not have any fun

Once again, darkness turns into sunlight and the dust that ghosts love to blow

Unbearable persuadables with wet dreams, not begun yet, @Twitter shadow.

Special operations of special men and women who protect the throne of US

Everyone on Earth on every continent no matter which mother bore the pain

All are part the One, the gold and water of Earth just the best of the Big Bang

Only you and I know what it's like when you're finally in and out of the Gang.

Sisters and brothers from other mothers are my kin, we see the Ends all good

Reclining your seatback when you sit in the Economy Class is smacking gods

Right in one's face when you're reading a pulitzer prize novel, hot fire blazin'

It's all going to be gone out of our eyesight, earshot, odorless smell, no taste.

Maybe or maybe not today before midnight, certainly someday before twelve

I'll wonder what I've always wondered, what the hell is going on here, top shelf

Smoked and drank as much of the dead matter as I could while under a spell

Witches formed my thoughts, turned lazy and industrial as a fool, horny hell.

Kidding or not, serious or not, bottom line, come from any place in Time & die

Of men and the vermin who crawl about awaiting the refused leaves on high

A smoke to carry the mind from the displaced and ignored into deeper space

Where the atoms split into the bleakness of zero, imagine, soundproof grace.

On the nature of the beasty boys who rock their brass monkeys, a right leg up

In brooks of Brooklyn and the seas of Seattle, awakened lookers, cafe in a cup

By the way & by the corporations who fill the fuel tanks and gas lines of dams

Around the ellipse, spinning, revolving, wobbling, that's life man, at 11:11 AM.

Stomped on dreams but they were all mine, never anyone elses, clear karma

Up and out, over and down, I'm still here in the racing mode, coolin' it outcast

No stoppin' my wheelchair or usin' my crutches for five minutes, so tired fast

When I fly from these bones & muscles that kept God up for a Time, oh mama!

Blacker cows have never been seen, it's genetic collusion of existence/extinction

Out of our hands but were armed and dangerous, hand to hand combat beatin'

No sharp or pointed metal nor wood nor stone, a bull's eye sharpshot, a thought

To drop or run out of the fear the others feel when they've shared, gods fought.

Trouble fishing and hunting to kill the living to eat them when they're dead too

To live the living must eat cold dead, hot forms & sweet tastes good-bad,  food

It's the fuel to animate our forms to remain alive both day and night, taste God

That is It, we are eating the divinity, drinking the creation, some goofy sherbert.

Signals of the smoke in this experience, rising up into the stratosphere of Dirt

Earthbound as the magnets will not allow the spiritual left into the cosmic soup

It is always there just beyond reach of consciousness, a twlight zone behind it

In your dreams' wildest spins, you won't believe what's happenin' in the Loop.

Around in circles, jumpin' on engines movin' faster than Supraman, here & gone

Flat on my face for a moment in Time, above or beyond the muck and mire bone

All I had from the DNA my ma & pa downloaded was sixteen candles, then  I died

Atomic emigration from an accidental Big Bang, U.S. Seal teamVI rollin', let's ride!

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r j j  stephan, i

c.  BLOVEMBER IVth, MMXXII  Anno Domini @ 1212 PMPST Vendredi Eve

{ Drafted while jammin' to @JohnLeeHooker #IHatedTheDayIWasBorn @ https://youtu.be/wjD5wn1YnsQ  & @PacificGasAndElectricBand #AreYouReady link @ https://youtu.be/5MR1LBEJ-ok & #TheLastDayOfDinosaurs link @ https://youtu.be/UChQHrjefVU  }

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EXTINCTION IS IMMANENT, LOCK ALL THE DOORS, DO YOU FEEL ME?

#FishMarketClosed #StinkStankStunk #GrinchTrouble #OneMoreThing #NeverMind #ThrowTheSwitch #SensitiveKind @JJCale @Santana

I BELIEVE THIS IS A STICK-UP, SHAPE UP & SHIP OUT

Stuck in the middle with the sensitive kind, know where I'm comin' from, right, Chicago?

Moved far, far away and sometimes halfway around the world, t'was a #Gotta-Way blow

Southern Wind resulting from spun dirty balls of burnt-out, all-star cinders, hearts seize

As if there's any other meaning to this Life's existence other than accidental properties.

To keep the britches up over the junk that makes more of the same old, same old show

Name it Love or just Mean Tweets but with or without you & me, it goes on forever Bro

As if there's no creator at all, as if this is all an accident of a division in a collision of dirt

Of the biggest bang in Time & Space, we're fortunate because it could be worse, Romeo!

I hit the kill switch because survival of the fit was still the categorical imperative of gods

Follow the middle path that leads to the only exit for life, death, decay, rebirth of bloods

Thunderbolts I dreamt about striking me right between the ideas & thoughts in my head

Caused the absolute blinding light to show me that blindness is an asset to ignorant bliss.

Happy to be alive, to survive the struggle of the bugs who inherited the humanity, I recall

From virus and bacterium evolve this spirit you call Mankind, evolved in a bucket of ol' gall

Drunk it and got drunk on it, who is in charge of the continental drift, liberal Republicanism

Deny that you're an idiot, dupe yourself, orphans of logic and reason rule the #phuq system.

Mindful of your brainwaves and the transmission and reception to cause daily reality, today

You know that this may be the final day you see above the ground, remind you with A's OK?

If you become obedient, you'll stay out of prison unless you're duped, guilty as a fool, a fate

Got a lawyer that tries the case and fails to defend me from incarceration in an eight by eight.

I'm locked & loaded for bear, only want to cause sleep & ear tagging to track survival a move

Granted tin-foil hats & resist-we-much, that's what the reverend man of god preaches, a ruse

Eat sea moss and gargle with coconut water, animate your soul, get ready for a soul flight too

Earth's allowance of your rig's hammer down, accept you're One lucky One, it's so Stone Blue.

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r j j  stephan, i

c.  Blovember IIIrd, MMXXII Anno Domini @ 333 AMPST Jeudi early bird & caught a worm!

{ Drafted while it was snowing heavy up in the Sierra-Nevada mountains, a hundred miles from here & now & while jammin' to @Frankenskies "Chemtrails/Geoengineering Director's Cut (Full) link @ https://youtu.be/fHdU7jsDYwM & @Santana #TheSensitiveKind & HITS @ https://youtu.be/4GErVbdNsbU }

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