#CommonGroundHamBeefMutton #WeAllStandOnCOMMONground #WaybackWhen

THIS AIN'T THE FIRST RODEO, IT'S THE ONLY RODEO

My gods are my fathers and sons, mothers duplicated the genome over and over, ad infinitum

Common ground of the source of being and the Ends where the remains become solid gas liquid

Backs and the half ones, the quarter ones, the full ones, they have a backfield in motion potion

It's got the magic spells to cause triple plays and grand slam homers, all due to my mortal sin.

I'm in and out of the drive-thru, I am not your mother or brother, I'm the One who made You

What you are, who you are, a figure of a form of dirt being, it's complex atmospheric pressures

Compress you into the Singularity with the rest of the monkey shines who came, when in Rome

As you were, above and below, in between too, asleep in the cave, on a bed of feathered foam.

Contents are empty, vacuumed the cosmic dust and liquid slime of leftover DNA idiot cells

Function of the equations are a proof that you and yours are either idiots or morons from Hell

Not only are you either an idiotic moron or an uppity culture warrior who defends the gods

All or none of the complete pantheon was available on day One, we made up the rest, lads.

Ain't my fault nor yours, it's the cards we got dealt in this game of cheating chance & insight

Leading off with a hit, a four bagger with bases loaded, Grand Slam of Roman Catholic Lent

It's a tragedy or a comedy depending on your mama and papa, mommy & daddy, what I said

Completed your mission on the middle path, to the left & the right, stand up, sit down & fight.

Bareback rodeo mares and phillies all steppin' up to the plate, ready to take four balls or else

Could be the end of the game, win or lose, it's all over when the whistle blows from Hellz

Where actual winged angels fail their mission, to reap the good, bad & ugly rubber souls

It's fine, alright now, we ain't trippin' just bustin' your round orbs in effigy, rung the bells.

As if it wasn't enough to be the one who gets it all right, add on the burden of your mama

You know what I mean, I ain't trippin' either, maniac or just your father's discipline, my papa

To me he was so wonderful, young fellah came out of the Navy at 20 out the Big One, WWII

Ended with Hiroshima & Nagasaki, mountain people turned to zeroes, the Chinese covid flu.

Orchestra or a trio or duo eclipses the solo mio, I know it's too early to be late, I'm in back

Kick me in the teeth, like I'm expired bones on the battlefield, munch and crunch the crack

Bottles and cans, glass, tin or plastic, matter split into smithereens, atomic TNT schtick feats

Apes repeating ad infinitum the same thing as the original sinning ones, dicks & janes tweets.

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r j j  stephan, i

c.  BLOVEMBER XXVIIth, MMXXII Anno Domini @ 1111 AMPST

{ Scored this Homer while in demand, listenin' to the masses cry bloody murder! }

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#ButSeriouslyJoe #TwoJoes @Bonamassa & @Walsh

#GodThorLovesHammers

#ItIsDone  

ANNHILATE ENNUI, VOID SINGULARITY 

Vulgar words, 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 & 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.

by

r j j  stephan, i

c.  BLOVEMBER XXVth, MMXXII Anno Domini, Vendredi @ 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.?

#CompletelyIncomplete #INDEED

SOMEDAY SOON, BODY'S LAZY BONES'LL RETURN TO THE ABSOLUTE TOAST OF THE 'HOOD

Monkeys don't bother me 'cause they do whatever they see or as my gramma told me so

Got mixed up in the game to know the truth about the way of mankind, gods exist below

Nobody & nothing is above us, this is it & language cannot create anything out of nothing

It's impossible, it's highly improbable, coming to know this, What;s on a 3rd base flow.

Commonly grounded below the dirty black & red startdust and hard pebbles & boulders

The rocks that roll between cracks in the world are historical as they caused the rhymes

Of you & I & the rest of the things themselves, the things that move & multiply a force

Of One which is all there is, here, there, everywhere in Space, eternally infinite Times.

Devolution into the sub-atomic implosion of what you named you, me, I, US & all of them

Prime directive is to do no harm, so it doesn't come back to bite YOU, of karma recurring

From the origin of the stars to the ending of the black hole sequence into One single Dot

Nothing more nor less than the whole Truth, so help your gods, I've got none, I am robot!

No parents, mothers, fathers, sisters, brothers, cousins and friends are all irrelevent sod

Grass for the animals that will never tread upon it's green color, turns black at night-light

First word, the grunt and the hand gestures, face modulation, eyelid's and eyes express

Deep down in the quiet, in the place no sound is heard, I and nothing more, I do confess.

No fear & no worries, it's all a subliminatin of Silence, noise so loud, your mind's blown

Between human ears, in & outof  DNA's capacity for dreams to appear, a surreal frown

Sadness in a cafe or in bed, before & after a dream within a dream, a thing itself you see

No reflection in the lake or a mirror, no image of the imaginaary ghosts, freedom is free!

There is gloom & there's doom but it's all the appearance of direct orders' ion fluctuation

Systemic racism & the nature of The Beast has benefited all as One, as a proverbial doubt

To violate the laws & regulations which force the innocent to learn to be wild, too human

Invisible yet divine grid of moons & star bytes, it happens & it explodes, neon lights OUT!

by

r j j  stephan, i

c.  Blovember XXVth, MMXXII Anno Domini, Vendredi @ 0711 AMPST

{ Crafted out of dead air and a sponge matrix of subatomic TNT particles, while jammin' to #DarkSideOfTheWU @WuTangClan #mashup link @ https://youtu.be/38P-1lHSp8k & THEN some major clips from #TheMatrixTrilogy @ https://youtu.be/bBdxqt_AFOg & of course, #LazyBones by @GreenDay link @ https://youtu.be/EPf8w4jiVAY & #LazyBones by @LeonRedbone @ https://youtu.be/qROwjULKVj0 }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?