#GodsDams #BigONES

ANNHILATE ENNUI, VOID SINGULARITY 

Vulgar words are mere sounds which offend the confused and the inbred

Cousins coupling has caused this tragedy and comedy, drivin' in a hotrod

If and when you comprehend the consternation associated with the Ends

Then you will be at One with the whole Truth & won't need a good god...

It's never for me to say or do anything an angel would say or do, I am out

Of the minds and souls and bodies of everyone & everything except me

Myself who I know intimately is the only self I'm certain of, I'm dreamin'

I wake up #Woke or #Enlightened in a karmic cosmos, as above so below.

I saw dead things that used to have life within, buried or ate them all too

Learned every bit of the survival skills here, defending my Earthly crew

Family and friends in my insect-sized realm, all good to go, all in the flow

To get the Ends without being sad or unhappy, that's pointing down low.

A threshhold of satisfaction with the air you & I breathe in and out today

Will someday be long gone for us and every other thing, past-future day

See blind humanity insight into a prime First Cause that never existed on

Or near this planet or solar system or galaxy, a Bible book pokes my fun.

Opened my mouth, used my tongue and lips to mix noise with a matrix

It absorbs every atoms' molecules, no free will, no faith, hope or charity

Neutral and ready to launch the #442 400 c.i. & a quad carb, dual exhaust

Enveloped in candy apple red and black licorice two-tone highlight #fix.

Better running than a new car, referred to my chassis, engine & formula

Winning is better than losing, losing is better than dying, suckin' Dracula

Blood is not wanted or needed down the hatch, needs to remain stealth

Invisible to my System Control, fake survival on fruitcakes' sushi health.

Burnt all of my bridges & I've reached the plateau off shore, above it all

It's the same as it is below it all, everything's there in between extremes

As it must be, intention or not, it now orphan humanity, the whole ball

Of water, mud, gas & the Ends that result from the atomic bomb memes.

It's no fun, it's no joke, it's hillarious though, absurd as it is, joke's on me

Laughing inside but no guffawing out loud to draw attention to the souls

Atoms lamenting blues & shredding the jazz & rock of one's metal plate

In my skull, to protect my mind's Hydrogen-Oxygen in a subatomic state.

Pouring a liquid into a pitcher contains it's subquantity yet not quality

It may turn rancid, polluted or just evaporate into the dump of liberty

Adjusting the time, 360 degrees at a spin, miracle that you're all on it

Mystery clear!  40 winks on a blue screen, rhythm-rhymin' #Blues chit.

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r j j  stephan, i

c.  BLOVEMBER XXIIIrd, MMXXII Anno Domini @ 911 AMPST

{ Kicked this jam out in silence, systems went down, internet crashed & now listenin' to the mighty @JoeBonamassa #LIVE #LastKiss @ #RedRocks2017 link @ https://youtu.be/j0M1ekjeHGY }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?

COME ON JOE!  LET'S GO!

Gods malfunction STAR WARS Full Movie Cinematic (2022) 4K ULTRA HD Action Fantasy #JFKassasinationMysteryUnsolved 59 years since a hero got wings! @JohnFitzgeraldKennedy USNavyVeteran

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A LIVING PROOF OF LOVE ON EARTH, TRIBUTE TO MY MOTHER & FATHER, HOME OF HOMEEZE *

Who is a loser?  Who is a winner?  It could have no effect on the Ends

Where we all must go on a cold day in November, 22nd before it bends

Musk smell is a kind way to disguise the stench of the Many, all gods

If you think you're evolved from a bacterium or a virus, you're so odd.

Listen carefully within, do not pass go this time, you'll end up in jail

For the epitome of Justice, everyone knows, is a ham sammich on rye

Mustard yellow or Dijon, I don't care, you don't care, I can only sigh

Plucked the strings I couldn't figure out the rhythm and rhyme's high.

Grieve for the dead because you know it's your own destiny, Will done

Outer Space or deep, down in your heart and invisible soul, we're One

Nobody gets out of this existence alive, no evidence of souls' psychic O

Thanksgiving gets the winners and the losers together to forget about it.

Party we planned is nearly ready to begin, it's food & entertainment

Sounds, sights, smells and tastes to make All feel Oneness of The Men

With the Women who bore them and sustained their breath by milk

Though not chocolate, sweet as sugar water pulling the switch of Ilk.

So, Christmas is Jesus Christ of Nazereth being born to a Virgin?  Oh

So, the Christian God was conceived by a Human, all too human being

Fine as the last time, last year it came around, full circle hotrod rally

Of the mice and men who define Life and Why life began, accidentally.

An elephant escaped the cage of wicked humankind's history, #mambaB

Snakes in ebony dreams, nighty night shade as it was and will be then

Tragedy and comedy for the ones who can handle the Truth, what's Zen

Say farewell now before there's no chance to allow it, Freedom's Free.

by

r j j  stephan, i

c.  BLOVEMBER XXIInd, MMXXII Anno Domini @ 644 AMPST

*Header above is my Ma & Pa homestead after #FaceLift2022

{ Drafted jammin' to #AintNoRestForTheWicked  by @CageTheElephant #MoneyDontGrowOnTrees link @ https://youtu.be/HKtsdZs9LJo & #FatherOfMine by @Everclear link @ https://youtu.be/kkcbxjWG9Mc }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?

LOOK FAR, FAR AWAY!

 

#GitOnTheTRAIN it #TrippinTrainTripInAlaska #BottomsUp #KoolMoeDee

#BatScratchFeverish

ALA LINGO INCOHERENT

"MAMA MIA"

FREE DOMES & EMPTY SPACE 

Darwin and Lemark move the unmoved demon, as the mob gets all woke

Graphic conceptions within the mind, on the plane of existence so broke

Therefore, I am presenting the following ex-tautological argumentation

Making some assumptions, to be honest, only the Unknown is fenced in.

Hard or soft, holy or profane, milk for babies or extinction of species

That is the Truth, dried mammary glands is the tool of the heavenlies

Call the name of your choice from Void to nameless thought of a zero

Walking and running around with my friends and relatives, I'm the hero.

All my DNA has been distilled out of my bone marrow & I'm now cyber

Immortal meaning that all of my parts are replaceable, body and a soul

It all comes out in the wash tub, we've used the toilet for the diapers

Hey, I prefer the disposables with tape, not cloth with pins to sticker.

Cracks cleaned to keep the rash away, to never hear the cries of infants

Or their mothers and fathers who depend on a Big Brother's sycophants

Music to my ears, makin' it together with the special one who hooked

Me in the honey, stuck like glue to it, sweetness itself, satisfied, look!

See the facts of life for what they are, stay alive as long as you can

Stay healthy, eat food that enhances your body's chances to survive it

Facility to be the strongest of the herd, the pack, the flock, even solo

Out of luck the moment you die, before you do, go make some dough!

Right on the left side of the brain inside your cranium, I'll fly in blind

Don't need a bit of pie, not one piece or a thin slice unless it's better

If it's chocolate with whip cream, I'll have three cuts, 1 now & 2 later

If it's cherry with iced cream, I'll have just one big one I cannot find.

All of the atoms go into and come from the identical thing itself, All

Thought before the thinking, it was just animated collision consequence

Infinite Space is more vast than sublimal seduction allows, think Zeros

On a Time line to the left and to the right of Nothing, all my heroes.

They gave me all I have, all I know from my father to the teachers all

Professors, substitutes and aides to the curriculum of Joy, #PlayBall

Continued to be or not to be discontinued, forte night of five oclocks

Dummy gummy bears swallowed for supermyopathy in the gods' jocks.

Leaving you with a Word to recollect when you need a reminder's jar

It's not the fire, it's the candle that keeps the hot schit lit, by far

One can't let one's curiosity be quelled with alcohol and planted pot

Brush off the cosmic dust, sing some weirdly spelled song of a Spot.

Get on board to lick the skin of psychodelic frogs that cause dead gods

Yes or no, check the block, you want the Truth that nobody can handle

Dogs barking and they're hungry & thirsty for the dead scraps we share

Are you ready now for the ending of the alpha male's ruling long hair?

If so, begin the day after you die, then try to survive, be fit, strive

Can't stand the pain and suffering that accompanies breathing to live

A liver and a pumping heart that evolved out of an egg's injected bug

Bums, junkies & a few good men & women run the show for my mug.

by

r j j  stephan, i  #YoMama

c.  BLOVEMBER XXI, MMXXII Anno Domini LUNDI @ 411 AMPST

{ Killed by the Living, Lived by eating the Dead, drafted while jammin' to random #blues & #funk @ACDC link @ https://youtu.be/pX93gmyya7c }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?

 

R I C O RICOCO

FIRST MICKEY MOUSE CARTOON IN THE HISTORY OF THE WORLD