WONDERIN' inside @Pink & SEARCHING, LOST IN SPACE BETWEEN NOTHING & EVERYTHING ELSE! it is HUMMING! Humjob of the Gods!

A CHOCOLATE ECLAIR NEEDS AN APE OR A YELLOW ROSE FROM TEXAS

I came out of it once, smellin' like a rose in cosmic, blocked holes, swallow to compute a byte

For me & you, it's a mystery but for the faithfully departed, it's a gospel's wine drunk grooves

Story recollected and passed down the line like a game of sub-intelligence extensional moves

In the end, it's as it's always been, stardust blown and surrounding the star, the One, the Sun.

All God is all we know, thank you sun, thank you moon, thank you mama & papa for the zoom

Into the bottom of Hades pit of carbon where the sun brews it's magic to cause a Nova room

Everything blown to smithereens soon will collapse with the force of Gravity's centrifugal force

I know nothing but I can repeat sounds that everyone recites and sings as if it's a mantra pulse.

Wonderful as it's always been to be in darkness when Light's blazing, star-blinding light for all

Smacked in the arses or in the faces matters much, one’s the end while the other’s God's bawl

Screwed the putsch or was it a pooch, in any case, penetration with a foreign object's air force

Blunt or sharp, a deed’s done, gods are loose like atoms in a sea of swirling menudo hordes.

On the top of heaven, above it all & below it all, at the bottom of hell, we all are the only One

Left over from a Big Bang or specially created lonely hearts club for one divinity's soprano fun

It's The Narrow Way to pass the time before total annihilation, a whole soul of God in a bonfire

At the edge of the cliff when there's no lookin' backward, jump off, jackin' the edge of a pyre.

One way or another you’re gonna get what’ coming to you whether you like it or not, lowbrow

It’s not for me to say or to write it on the cave’s walls, it’s all right there before your very eyes

Once you see and are blinded by the ultralight ultraviolet radiation from above and below, yes

It’s all downhill from here, it ain’t gittin’ any better than it was yesterday, today or tomorrow.

No agreement with you or a status quo, ignoramus or idiot parents, divine morons who rule

All of us know, we're all gonna go, we don't need the fear & loathing of the eaters of the gruel

Orphanages or happy homes with brothers, sisters, cousins, aunts, uncles, grandparental folks

Mamas & Papas of us all, cared for a moment and then it was a commitment without reward.

Dreaming that I woke up in a dream & could animate the scenes with my free will to be #Woke

Discovered the Golden Rule to do unto others as you would have them do to you & then croak

Bones and the organic matter will be burned or buried and won't return to Nirvana, now it's On

Faith no more, Charity and the Hope that Faith is the Truth are long gone, I am what I am, gone.

If and only if you know where I'm coming from, you know what I mean, words are symbols' kin

Used to write on cave walls & in the mud, the blood & beer until it all ran out, I stopped workin'

The rent and mortgages weren't paid, the land's lords moved us into the beggar's epic sad song

Beggin' for crumbs or bucks, outside the sad cafe of windows, now how you doin', it's all gone!

Bitten off less than I could chew so I waited for everyone to finish, then I dove into the menudo

It was overwhelming and then I absorbed it like a sponge until it disappeared, I became all of it

Somebody told me something, but I forgot what it was, racked my brain's mind, nothing at all

Finally, it dawned on me at sunset, in the pitch darkness, like God died, told me I took The Fall.

Then it was walking and running without a rudder, north, east, south and westward trek to gold

God left the Ends, the gold is mixed in with the cinders of burnt neutrinos' love, old school mold

Left over and just hangin' loose as disconnected threads of suit, shirt or slacks, just to pop cap

Shot in the air but what goes up must come down, life dead goes in a grave, stench of Godsmack.

Uncomfortable yet still copasetic, alone in a crowd of strange relatives it's the same ol' schemin'

Blues guitars, bass, rhythm and leads move' to the beats of the animal skins and brass dreamin'

Smoke signals replaced by the spider webs your mothers left in the bare cupboards, cup of java

All I needed was to drink H2O until the water all turned to wine, whining now, this is it, foreva!

by

r j j  stephan, i

c.  FREEZEMBER IIIrd, (3) MMXXII (2022) AD (Anno Domini) @ 0600 AMPST + or -

{Murdered the original creator & resurrected her arse (my 'dying' Lenovo laptop) for this final, little ditty to be free of the inner sanctum where it dwelled until I released it with the hounds!  All the while listenin' to the mighty blood runnin' from my feet to my crown, crashed the kit & kaboodle LAPTOP & will accommodate the BESTBUY, open the door, I got the cash, the wind is at my back!  I shall return!}   #ItIsDoneForIdiotsMoronsDorksAndYoMama

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?

"It was the 1st of December, a day I'll always remember, yes I will.... Temptations rockin' September to July! RIP CHRISTIE MCVEY #FLEETWOODMAC

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A CHOCOLATE ECLAIR NEEDS AN APE OR A YELLOW ROSE FROM TEXAS

I came out of it once, smellin' like a rose in cosmic, blocked holes, swallow to compute a byte

For me & you, it's a mystery but for the faithfully departed, it's a gospel's wine drunk grooves

Story recollected and passed down the line like a game of sub-intelligence extensional moves

In the end, it's as it's always been, stardust blown and surrounding the star, the One, the Sun.

 

All God is all we know, thank you sun, thank you moon, thank you mama & papa for the zoom

Into the bottom of Hades pit of carbon where the sun brews it's magic to cause a Nova room

Everything blown to smithereens soon will collapse with the force of Gravity's centrifugal force

I know nothing but I can repeat sounds that everyone recites and sings as if it's a mantra pulse.

 

Wonderful as it's always been to be in darkness when Light's blazing, star-blinding light for all

Smacked in the arses or in the faces matters much, one’s the end while the other’s God's bawl

Screwed the putsch or was it a pooch, in any case, penetration with a foreign object's air force

Blunt or sharp, a deed’s done, gods are loose like atoms in a sea of swirling menudo hordes.

 

On the top of heaven, above it all & below it all, at the bottom of hell, we all are the only One

Left over from a Big Bang or specially created lonely hearts club for one divinity's soprano fun

It's The Narrow Way to pass the time before total annihilation, a whole soul of God in a bonfire

At the edge of the cliff when there's no lookin' backward, jump off, jackin' the edge of a pyre.

 

One way or another you’re gonna get what’ coming to you whether you like it or not, lowbrow

It’s not for me to say or to write it on the cave’s walls, it’s all right there before your very eyes

Once you see and are blinded by the ultralight ultraviolet radiation from above and below, yes

It’s all downhill from here, it ain’t gittin’ any better than it was yesterday, today or tomorrow.

 

No agreement with you or a status quo, ignoramus or idiot parents, divine morons who rule

All of us know, we're all gonna go, we don't need the fear & loathing of the eaters of the gruel

Orphanages or happy homes with brothers, sisters, cousins, aunts, uncles, grandparental folks

Mamas & Papas of us all, cared for a moment and then it was a commitment without reward.

 

Dreaming that I woke up in a dream & could animate the scenes with my free will to be #Woke

Discovered the Golden Rule to do unto others as you would have them do to you & then croak

Bones and the organic matter will be burned or buried and won't return to Nirvana, now it's On

Faith no more, Charity and the Hope that Faith is the Truth are long gone, I am what I am, gone.

 

If and only if you know where I'm coming from, you know what I mean, words are symbols' kin

Used to write on cave walls & in the mud, the blood & beer until it all ran out, I stopped workin'

The rent and mortgages weren't paid, the land's lords moved us into the beggar's epic sad song

Beggin' for crumbs or bucks, outside the sad cafe of windows, now how you doin', it's all gone!

 

Bitten off less than I could chew so I waited for everyone to finish, then I dove into the menudo

It was overwhelming and then I absorbed it like a sponge until it disappeared, I became all of it

Somebody told me something, but I forgot what it was, racked my brain's mind, nothing at all

Finally, it dawned on me at sunset, in the pitch darkness, like God died, told me I took The Fall.

 

Then it was walking and running without a rudder, north, east, south and westward trek to gold

God left the Ends, the gold is mixed in with the cinders of burnt neutrinos' love, old school mold

Left over and just hangin' loose as disconnected threads of suit, shirt or slacks, just to pop cap

Shot in the air but what goes up must come down, life dead goes in a grave, stench of Godsmack.

                                                                                         

Uncomfortable yet still copasetic, alone in a crowd of strange relatives it's the same ol' schemin'

Blues guitars, bass, rhythm and leads move' to the beats of the animal skins and brass dreamin'

Smoke signals replaced by the spider webs your mothers left in the bare cupboards, cup of java

All I needed was to drink H2O until the water all turned to wine, whining now, this is it, foreva!

 

by

rjjstephan, i

c.  BLOVEMBER XXVIII (28) MMXXII (2022) AD (Anno Domini) @ 333 AMPST + or -

{Murdered the original creator & resurrected her arse (my 'dying' Lenovo laptop) for this final, little ditty to be free of the inner sanctum where it dwelled until I released it with the hounds!  All the while listenin' to the mighty blood runnin' from my feet to my crown, crashed the kit & kaboodle LAPTOP & will accommodate the BESTBUY, open the door, I got the cash, the wind is at my back!  I shall return!}

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?

#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.

by

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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