#TheTemptationsMightyMightMillions #SpaceShipOut #ROCKIN' #MASH #TEENA #zoom #ClassySoulsBlowinThru #MunchinHearts @HeartTheBand @JrWalker #Roadrunners

ON MY BULL'S SCAT, BISCUITS & A MOCHA JAVA

Toads are jumpin' from pond to pond, across from dream to dream's film

Lick faces for the end of times, you will find nothing more than your realm

King of nothing more than your own skin walkin' with the bones, go home

Born by the river in a little tent, I told the invaders who all fear to come.

Now then, you're here and now with or without me & all you got is an IT

What's right here in front of your face, at hand to touch, smell, hear, taste

Inside of your vacant mind, neither here nor there, into the Space Lake

It's everywhere you are and where you are not, the whole shebang's fate.

What I've got & what you've got aren't the same things, I don't give it Jack

All gold and silver is burnt up in a powerball red giant or white dwarf sack

Blown or imploding, gas and liquid turn solid, frozen cold as a Rubik Cuban

More than square, pyramidic or octogonish, it's the six sides to keep me in.

About two or three times every single day, I breathe deeply into my bag

Of bones, a man that used to be a boy and a baby, an infant naked ape

Not casting aspersions toward your entire human race but if the shoe fits

Anyway, it's a gamble, a connundrum worth the Time in Space, what I git.

You can either take it or leave it, your freedom to choose, live & let it live

Continents losing water fast, seven turns to eight then nine, then annhilate

Starlight of the sun blew up the oxygen & hydrogen, now it's the gods time

Wind, Earth, Fire all combine to once again, be the dwarf it's always been.

Mother who bore me and the dirty deeds that sustained me for six decades

Let me off of the wasted time boat man, it left port before I was ready to go

Back out on the street before the fast lane was sketched in, stranger touche

So many times to be alone, this far down the line, alright, ain't alright now.

Too far, way too far, day to day spins us in circles, dreamin' tomorrow today

Yesterday ain't anything to worry about, it all went away but the memories

They'll fade in a few, sooner than you think, it's all left way behind red leaf

In back of the unknown peckerwood, or was it cedar?  I don't GAF, leave!!

That's it, all she wrote, then it's gone, way gone off of the track, way gone

Intense as the first time you breathed air, sensitive and happy, back home

Continue shoving your way out of the deep hole, without any light chum

No stars to shine the gas burn, to wake us up from slumber, got any gum?

Way of milked cows and stale cookies can't allow the satiation of the nation

Nobody can ever know anything but the liars version of a Truth about soot

All related to the accidental merge of matter & anti-matter, shot the moon

In the foot or in the head when it all matters as much as dust devils on foot.

Aptitudes is no substitute for attitudes of the starting substitutes of Good

Bad & Taking up the rear for the benefit of the Many who split from One

As if there was no other reason for blinking and breathing, just accidents

Then your soul and your behavior are myths, now obey or die innocent.

On the other side for a moment, accuse & excuse me & y'all hotrods

I appreciate you & all of yours more than you know, y'all sustain gods

We're the embodiment of the Earth, Wind & Fire in animated free will

Of mice, men and the rats who creep at night, in the dark, long tail kill.

Calculus formed the cerebral in road intot he mind of the many at One

Therefore, this is it, heaven's Earth, enjoy the run, it's all comical, son

Innocent beginning journey of an accident, destiny's kids, we're all in

Because we're infused into DNA of a First Cause, flooded continent sin.

Alright, I've hooked y'all as a fish might bite the bait, in a byte of Gig

X's and y's unknown then known before being deleted barbeque pig

Like it or not, the way it is is the way it is, don't blame the FedEx ring

You got it yesterday, not overnite or standard in thin air, it's Nothing.

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r j j  stephan, i

c.  BLOVEMBER Xi & Xii, MMXXII Anno Domini @ 777 AMPST

(Onto Coitus Interruptus)

{ Off jagged out of Southern SKOR out of the #RicePaddies & tarmaks of F-4's of the Phantom & listenin'/watchin' @EVERLAST #WhiteyFord #SongsOfTheUngratefulLiving cd #WontBeLongAtAll & #WhatItsLike @ https://youtu.be/qA1nGPM9yHA & 'course #SmokinAndDrinkin @ https://youtu.be/mYGGfK4bqVs }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?

#FoolishWiseAsses #FrontingOnTheBackstreet #ItWasntReallyWastedTimeAnyways? #EaglesUNPLUGGED @CarlosSantana #SensitiveKinds

TINA

The Eagles

SANTANA

IF NOT YOU THEN WHO, WILL BLOW THE JOB ?

Dreaming and waking up to become either woke or enlightened, it's good

Not too bad & not too shabby either way, mind's eyes wide open for food

Starved for the essence of Space & Time in a plastic bottle or a thin tin can

It grew from planted seed in the fertile ground of being, mother Earthen.

Smiling that happiness is at hand, always was and will be an old man ghost

A spirit of conscious awareness in a cause and effect environment to roast

BBQ or gaslit, hot food, dead germs, life's DNA of love & faith in vain hope

That you'll be alive without a body, all too human memories, be the dope.

Dopamine keeps you mellow & avoid hyperintense responses turn #Right

Afterall, this affair is only a visit on our parts, ain't here forever my man

If and when you get to heaven, hope you recollect you raised some hell

Watch your watch tick tock the clicks, no time to waste, eagle's in flight.

Bought the whole kit & kaboodle in a manner of speaking, no victimhood

I take full responsibility for my thoughts & actions, guilty yet I'm not much

As innocent as the day I got conceived by an appropriate two, all the same

My heart and soul are way out of my hands, I've got my free will to blame.

The gods, my mommy & daddy, my professors or the scribes' scribbled X's

As I am a product of all that came here before me, so I cannot tell you why

Preached & saved my own time by following the reasonable logic too high

Allow no dogs or gods to enter the vacuum, boxed up shells, gods All Die!

Never be alone on the elevated trains and subways of One inner city boner

It's all wasted time not 'cause I needed or desired it, it's just a halo homer

Where saints & the other dead people eat Cheerios for life, above & below

Fish fed my face, Jersey boys, Lake Michigan guys, Time-Space, My Show.

by

r j j  stephan, i

c.  BLOVEMBER Xth, MMXXII Anno Domini @ 505 AMPST

{ Drafted playin' the 88's all in my mind, output WORD to fly like an Eagle, listenin' to the Eagles #WastedTime in a loop link @ https://youtu.be/2qrmfed2VTg }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?

#EyesDontCareOneByte @ChristinaAguilera #EnEspanol #CeeLoGreen #DarylsHouse #Everlast #PatrickStump

THE MUSE SPEWS AT WILL, YOUR WILL TO POWER

Falling into controversy, kicked, we who would imprison & blow your bone

All Matter of Time, a Space fact that it will be what it will be on my iphone

Electricity needs the charges of the neutrons, protons & electrons or caput

Your era of yourself in a nutshelf is over, you're in the white trash's output.

Transition from Calculus to the entry into the fabulous void of fools, all in

To the ends and origin of the vacuum that will disappear, as a bubble does

Transparent finality, possession of the things themselves within solar skin

Onward from the stupid, wayward sons born of daughters who got a buzz.

On the La, Di, Da train from the depot to the last eight track's unwinding

Cross country both east, west, north & south, thousands of miles, gas king

Used to be 29 cents per gallon back in the 60's, then here we are at $7.77

As the supply dwindles and the demand rises, prices riss to inflate heaven.

Giving your idiocy and moronic behavior a leg up on the competition, so...

Go home to the base where you recharge your emptiness, you gotta go

Sooner or later, the force won't be with you any longer, bones be gone

On a trip through allstars, tryin' to get near or far, already what they are.

Smoke rises but never falls in that form, jacks the pooch into rusty dust

Cosmic from gravitational collapsing into the Void, holy blackness' fuss

Space and Time roll on, rollin' on the line to infinity's opened Pandora

Just an empty box, nothing inside, all there is to know, ultraviolet Aura.

Some girls know & some don't, all of them still girls, tongue out & say Ah

Ladies of the evening as well as the Pollyanna sisters and daughters of Ra

Mighty men protecting their embarrasing naked skin and bones, in togas

Neighborhood 'shorthanded' to short circuit the gold, hot lead & pistolas.

by

r j j  stephan, i

c.  BLOVEMBER IXth, MMXXII Anno Domini @ 1111 AMPST Mercredi

{ Drafted while listenin' to @ChristinaAguilera #VenConmigo (Solamente Tu) on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/2pWFqafMKfc & #GenioAtrapado link @ https://youtu.be/WsYg48vuOTo }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?