#LiveKillersDeadGods #HellBelowWereAllGonnaGo @Curtis_Mayfield @Paul_Harvey #GoodDAY @Taylor_Swifty @Popeyed #pIeCubed

I NEEDED WINGS YOU IDIOTS

Once you see the light, you can't forget and you search for the thing but it's all gone south

No lifting anything or anyone above the ground of being, rot away or turn to food shat

From above, so below, it all comes out in the end, fear nothing except your moms & pop

All you know and don't know is the same thing, absolutely zero atomic matter, Void top!

Bright sun, burning star, one of many, they all live and die in a darkness' matrix inbred fix

Came out of nowhere as just a wisp of wind, a whirl of swirl that beats songs into stardust

A memory forgotten and remembered ad infinitum, just because you think, ergo we all are

Men, women, all of us humane bodies of walking water, drops of ocean ooze stuck in muck.

Hours just spins of dirt in a locked box, three digit combinations and a skeleton key too

To keep the secret words mum, nobody can even say the sound in their mind, it'll kill you

Why overkill when you can just wake up from the dream, living & dying are the sentence

Disobedience of the authority's laws and rank/file order leads to terminal incontinence.

Accident, life, death, matter's innate pleasure and pain, it's images out of the darkness

All in black and white, red, green, yellow, ultralight & invisible photons of goodness

Broken metal chains but you can't change your foul ball underwear, God kills all gods

Middle class attacking the idiots and morons of invisible power, imaginetion hotrods.

War battles I win, do not poke the bear, I'm hungry and I'm in pain, I'm mad as hell

Propaganda and rumors to control the minds of the boys and girls, now ring the bell

Clamoring for the happiness when the pain & suffering dominate consciousness' time

Space a place to move and rest, ad infinitum, bleak alternative, no graves, no gravity.

Angels pretended to be in the outfield, they covered bases & watched homers go out

Over the walls in left, center and right fields, runs and hits are what my life's all about

That's the rub, you know it and you love it too, it will be a stealth stalker of stone rock

Fear of being alone in Space, no spirit to  keep company 'round the military Time clock.

Twitter paranoia introduced into the pure innocence of being alive, happy to be moved

Telling a million lies allows for a few hidden Truths to leak from the safe place grovved

As a long playing recording on LP vinyl or 1's & 0's on magnetic tape to counter rotate

Sounding notes in octaves never seen but always heard, unknown behind a side gate.

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r j j  stephan, i

c.  BLOVEMBER 18th, MMXXII Anno Domini #Vendredi @ 0600 hours

{ Murder incorporated into Earth's atmosphere before dawn, not dark, just nihilistical tripe! }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?

#IDontCareWhatTheyThinkOrSay #SomedayWellKNOW #HoneyDontGoOutOfThePicture #IWillBegYouToSTAY @SmokeyRobinson

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HAD THIS ALL TOGETHER, WITCHS' BREW A MINUTE OR TWO

Consolidated in logic and reason without a First Cause, just an accidental mutilation

I got a few itemized deductions from your itinerary you've saved to surprise the gods

As if they didn't know what you owe the powers that be, if you're an idiot, nevermind

If you're rational and are willing and able to reason from conclusions, original sinned.

Apparently, self-defense is useless if you're slipped a Mickey by a mouse or dirty rat

Continuity of your DNA from the Big Bang on to the G-collapse into the Singularity fat

Holy excrement and evil, smooth living in a deep groove with the aliens & she-devils

All the apes and spiders and snakes become extinct in a millisecond, gods' criminals.

No disembodied consciousness in #OpenSecrets or #TopSecrets, just bongin' on water

Smooth as silk, y'all live and y'all are required to die, to leave it all behind, sun's hotter

Than it was the day before you were conceived in a holy darkroom, my eyes wide open

Seeing within all our minds equals the mind of God, a side-effect, you're 1/7th stepson.

Pardon my bloopers I've made in the last seven decades, it was all my fault unto death

Mortality cracked me up, expecting peace and love while getting war and hate, a wrath

For everyone, infant innocent in a court of law and in the divinely programmed cell acid

Elder humanity out of debt sooner or later, Earth all into #RidinDirty, it's me, I'm a Kid.

Without a whole body the host suffers the feelings of getting ready to fade into no sound

Out of the One came the Many & they must return in the circle, come around, go round

As if there was any choice when you square or cube a random digit, unknown "x" spree

Once it's posed, the question begs to be answered with Truth, nothing but It, Help Me!

Wisdom of the survivor is that you can & will survive again, ad infinitum, there's Spirit

Empty mind still armed with recollection tools, full of Nothing but dark sounds, I feel It

All for One and the One for all the things that came from it, necessary & sufficient to be

Tautological fallacy red, white & blue or 50 stars in a corner, 13 to 50 in 250 years, see?

Idiots, as an orphan is as an orphan does, who knows why?  Someday we'll know or  not

High probability you'll die in a flood or a fire since that's all there is between Space & pot

High upon a G-spot, Spot the dog of Dick & Jane who never grew to adults, still kids high

On their swings & slides, havin' fun like being at a party, consequence of Truth, y'all die.

Nouns and verbs need those adjectives and adverbs to disguise their non-existant selfies

Always with the cellphone or i-phone clickin' on the links of frozen rinks, a skating freeze

In a circular jerk, exceed unexpected results by a magic drive a hole in one, 300 yarder

Come to buds or to saviors of your soul and someday you'll know, we're all out, it's over!

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r j j  stephan, i

c.  BLOVEMBER XVIIth, MMXXII Anno Domini @ 1600 hours

{ Flew high like a cuckoo bird in the sky, flashed this out whil listenin' to @BillyPreston #WillItGoRoundInCircles. . . in a loop, link on youTube @ https://youtu.be/ghj5V5cUo1s & @JeffBeck & @ImogenHeap #Blanket on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/z79pgPn357gD & @JJJackson #ButitsAlright link @ https://youtu.be/cBW9Gt2ha44 }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?

MY OLD 'WAR' BROTHERS, FRIENDS & ME (I'M ON THE #FAR-LEFT, WHEN I WAS 22-23 YEARS OLD IN 1974}

#BluesBrothers #TheEagles #TowerOfPower #TheRollingStones #EntourageFIRED #JimiHendrix

BEASTS' BURDEN, PLAYER-SPECIES DURING EXTINCTION

I don't care, senses of all except the smell & taste, it makes no senset

Yet I hear every strike via 10pins dropping to TNT exploding ordinance

Common humans and the primates they're related to are a remnant folk

Of gods who came & died, buried underground & burned up in a smoke.

Trim your head's dead cells from your bald head, shaved all too close

As if you're stroking your senseless skull, a dream worth havin' too

If not this somnambolism then there's always the emptied Void's thrust

Within all souls, invisible subatomic particles eat gods' neutrino dust.

Marking the x's & o's to designate the play of A-game, to score & win

That's everything's theory, to be or not to be & make it prosper in sin

Sucking all gravity out of the container leaves Nothing at all, I am

Absurdly, a play on Evil-Live staged preludes to a finale, royal scam.

Morons & idiots left behind to run the show, a production of intentions

Will to power produces products, keep it in mind, blind lead the blind

From the first held hand to one last grip on subatomic reality, 3rd kind

Liberated from reality's chain reaction to withhold gods' sons.

High above or low below, as a conscious experience, breathing hot air

We named LIFE as we know it, what Man does stylin' girls' hair

All for One and One for All, fathers, mothers, sisters-brothers singing

Miraculous ENDS,  display no reason to BE, a #Laugh-in laugh, guffaw.

Bring your ordinance to suboordinate any dominant before you eat it all

Consummation of the matter to sublimate the power into a cool cat call

Complicated simplicity so that the imbecile may assimilate without It

Genius needs a god within or the matter, just a prelude to being shat.

Freedom to die no more, survival is necessary & sufficient, oh immortal

Nevermore to rot in dugouts, graves of Earth red & black gold dirt, pal

Holy soul, rubber-tinfoil, mythological empty vacuum, I name fathers

Beyond Ends, copasetic beasts of burden see Nothing but a bunch of mothers.

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r j j  stephan, i

c.  BLOVEMBER XVI, MMXXii Anno Domini Mercredi @ 111 AMPST

{ Kicked this in the false teeth this AM while jammin' to #TheBluesBrothers link @ https://youtu.be/mVm8soroPJY & #TopGun ...don't think, just do... link @ https://youtu.be/6YaH04MZRmg }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?