#RIP @JimBohannon @X-Teena @Dave_Chappelle @SmokeyRobinson @GregAllman #ThisMeansWAR #TheBOSS

FALSE AS ONE TRUTH THAT'S OUT THERE, BEING SPECIES' EXTINCTION, r.i.p. #JEB

Comingling with the entities available, it's the Life on Earth the angels imagined in heaven

On this concept, an analysis will drive the stake into the heart and soul of the vampire haven

There is nowhere to hide from the end of your or my life, won't look back from that point on

Forward so fast that it goes from four to seventy four in seven decades of days and night fun.

Brace yourself for the legacy you'll require to discover this call of the wild, #CeLive & death

Deep down at the absolute center of soul's core, All's Nothing, as below, so above in Space

Not One thing in mind, it's the mythology of the scared cats and dogs, all there is to it's face

Behind the mask, it's skin, bone, bloody meat that we never eat, shape & form, lost breath.

Time out in the game before it's all over, a final effort to be enlightened in dark, cave light

Shadows on the wall passing from one end to another, never turning back, forward march

Onto the field of the battle for survival, where not everyone subscribes to the Golden sun

Of vermin and the all too humane species bipedaling with glee on a dirty stardirt rotation.

The frozen tundra and the melting mud of delta and gamma rays, cosmic big bang ending

It's expanding and contracting, a gravitation of tragedy and comedy juxtaposition to sing

From cliffs, mountaintops rocky and frozen high up in the sky, closer and colder old soul

Upon your heads, upon your feet, wake up, get down, you & me, mama didn't raise a fool.

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r j j  stephan, i

c.  Mardi, 11-15-2022

{ Drafted out of the Twilight Zone @Jim_Bohannon R.I.P. https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jim_Bohannon & listenin' to @TheEagles link @ https://youtu.be/Yaa23DFP450 }

 

R.I.P. #JamesEverettBohannon  1-7-1944 - 11-12-2022  Military service

"After his graduation from Southwest Missouri State in 1966, Bohannon enlisted in the United States Army, serving until 1970. Assigned to the Army Security Agency (ASA), his four years of service included a tour of duty (April 1967 to April 1968) during the Vietnam War with the 199th Infantry Brigade.  During the Tet Offensive in early 1968, Bohannon was at Long Binh serving with the 303rd ASA Battalion as part of the II Field Force headquarters. After completion of his Vietnam tour Bohannon was assigned to the Washington D.C. area until discharged in 1970." - wikipedia

#UNOheartbeatin' #WavelengthCosmic

YOU GOTTA GO WHEN YOU GOTTA GO, GODS' DANM'D IT

Eclipsing your moons is not a problem for me, I am an astute black hole, white dwarf

Sometimes we cry during revolutions of planets, there was a cosmic menudo, on/off

Break it on down, it comes & goes without intent/will from One or the Many tidbytes

Of programs or slime on ponds, flows until it stops, then it's old God's malfunctions.

Quando?  Contigo is the way of the human genome, it is the Korn on the kobb beat

No need to think about having my back, I got my own now, it's easier for my feet

No need to backstep or doubletime the pace of animation, we're in for the force

A squeeze of our bodies into a room with windows and doors, need an iron horse.

Cats on the ground and dogs are in the house, reason and rhyme will survive it all

Protecting all good ideas on how to survive in a hostile environment, in a magazine

Yesterday troubles seemed far away, then the nukes split atoms, leftover fallout in

Out water and food, everything inside and outside of our faces, paid for mortal sin.

What I am, what you are or what anything else is, nobody knows this impossible dream

Carried the load of power inside of my fingertips until they leaked out of my dirty nails

Offered the entire galaxy in exchange for a tiny, insignificant soul I have, who'd do that?

Mama Earth, Father Sun, Star, many names for the One, I know I forgot a lotta bull scat.

Way down the middle of the division of the whole shebang, dream breaks into another

Looks like the dreamer is dreaming that he's dreaming about dreaming a nightmare seer

Comes into the room, into your bones to relate the necessary condition for reincarnates

Enter and sign in please, ghosts have identity, we are ghosts of the fifty united estates.

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r j j  stephan, i

c.  Lundi, BLOVEMBER XIV, MMXXII Anno Domini

{ Cannot stop the muse since it's her time of the week, drafted this gem while listenin' to @VanMorrison #SometimesWeCry from #TheHealingGame cd link @ https://youtu.be/ANd-QcdOYPU & @Smokey_Robinson #OneHeartbeat link @ https://youtu.be/A39xfn3K_Ps }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?

#Smoke #TheBoss & #XTeena @SNL & #TNCM

IT MATTERS BUT YOU KNOW I KNOW YOU KNOW

Fools moves on any board game is the harbinger, a loser's winning game

If you don't recall the deal, it was the way of the warrior & the babies

All came to Earth just to live and die without knowing why, matters form

Out of Nothing from Nowhere, somethings blow God away, a silkworm.

Strung out on my yo-yo string with energy equaling mass times speed

Lightening and thunder sparked the reason & rhyme to follow & mislead

Governments of the out of control mongrels born of phantasms of gods

Pretended into being due to the DNA of dogs and gods, unmoved, dead.

Last chances for a magic spell to be cast by the witches and warlocks

Before it's too late to produce any new tattoos on your heart & soul

Apes' with an appendectomy can make it through life, with self-worth

Some not even close, burned up their time in the womb or afterbirth.

We are not the parts we sever from the whole, a fraction is fractal

Known or not, whatever moved first & moves the rest gets full credit

Like it or not, dead & gone myself but we're the end result of it all

Simple to comprehend, follow me, all y'all sons & daughters of a bawl.

Now then, smooth ride from the get-go to the crib where you crash

Back into the silk sheets and quilt comfort of my sweetheart's stache

Records on always upon the juke box in the virtual reality you call IT

Inside your head, in your own mind is where it's at, ALL GOD'S CHIT!

It's a #SelfGuidedTour route from the first to the last steppin' aboard

Train, plane, automobile or bipedal you own flow, what will be will be

As it was it will always be without you, before and after you're on tour

Saturday nights, down at the shore, DNA sperm in an egg, Ala save me!

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r j j  stephan, i

c.  Lundi, BLOVEMBER XIV, MMXXII Anno Domini @ 333 AMPST

{ Jacked this out of the twilight #YouLied zone OF #SweetMemories listenin' to @Bruce_Springsteen in a loop, #DontPlayThatSongForMe https://youtu.be/6bM3L296ZNw }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?