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ON being aWINGED IVORY griffin & a FLYIN’ ‘T’ CRAZY HEART @Tesla took alice to the moon

Found myself lookin’ within from the outside where my maw & paw used to train me
To be a man, a human being in the middle of a sea of unknown scat makin’ silly all free
Cry baby, weep until the tears dry up and take you & I away from gravity’s livin’ high
Gods ain’t comin’ to save you man or woman! Let’s face the facts, reality in by & bye.

Up above the fray in a straight jacket in a padded room, four walls, ceiling & 3D of T-bone
Lookin’ right through me, invisible bones and blood, here and now, then there & all gone
Like being a case of beer or whiskey the old ancestors showed us to bottle, can & seal blue
Putting the liquid we need away in Ball jars, on the shelf in the shed back in the holler too.

The reflection shines in a blind reversal of humble pie’s indigestion, there’s nothing inside
Gonna die and there’s no soul or spirit left over, this world is gonna kill it & eat it, like we do
If you’ve been around for a half century or more, maybe less, you’ll know, you know I know
It’s a last thrust at a final theory to assume & posit stone blinded faith in Nothing, God blow!

Hurry and finish up, keep it clean, brush off the dust, make it squeaky like a hickory tick tock
Tried to die, cry, to live it up and laugh my God given ass off, like a maniac tickled in Hot Pink
Fakin’ it when you don’t know a thing, you know nothing, open your mouth to nothing at all
Divulged & leaked from an open wound, on a rock, a cross or a hot grid iron, got a lot of gall.

This matters, that the form of the bones and skin you see in reflections are dreams of father
He fell down, fell asleep in the open meadow while lookin’ up and out of a grounded mother
Whippin’ the horses is wrong, coaxing the beasts with oats is better than the dead ones’ glue
Stuck together as it should be, it’s all about the beat of DNA, mitotic divides wavelength blue.

Say no more, just keep hummin’ the tune until the call of the wild brings you into the packers
Of the dreams humans used to have and haven’t had yet, GA can’t be divulged to the #WOKE
More ancient than scribbling moves on dirty cave walls and dead tree pulp, wisdom’s puckers
Up the creek and inside the lips of who you are, down the hatch, Man up, mother’s paupers.

Sins just misses, brushes with death, an accounting for the Word & Wars to steal the World
From the empty, voidless empire we see and call home, it will revert to the implosion of Old
A singular singularity without a point of no return, it’s an infinite constant that I’m bleeding
Nearly invisible now, fading to black, I was & wasn’t, sometimes I cried, is a barbell ringing?

Oh, I loved them all, every day and night I stole from the 5 & Dime, a penny worth of candy
Drunk swill straight out of the still, like the apes I saw before my very eyes, all wide & open
Merry is happy, Christmas is a day God got born here and now, evil devil needed arse whup
Said & done, whoops! Wait a minute! I forgot to do what I came to do, honor the One, UP!

by
rjjstephan (1st)

c. Freezember XVIIIth, MMXXII Anno Domini @ 711 AMPST

{ Crafted out of the Singularity, as allowed while jammin’ to @VanMorrison #SometimesWeCry in a Finite Loop, link @ https://youtu.be/ANd-QcdOYPU }

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@TESLA

Happy Birthday Twins' Stephan - baby sister & brother 2 for 2! @SANTANA December 17th, 1959 D I G

NOBODY’ LEFT, DEVOID OF JACKS & BALLS IN THE VOID

Take my word for it although it’s just a sound signifying the nylon stocking of leg

You heard everything that’s been said, read all that’s been written on a subject

Object to nothing but the truth, so help you, your people and your God, one too

Many come and are way gone before even before they arrive at the gate, a rule.

To run & be a winner or run and be the loser, an on-the-run one in a human race

Evolved or devolved from the Big Bang or neutron inside of a Hydro-electro face

Any way you looked at the whole shebang, it was a hodgepodge of sour grapes

Black, red, brown or yellow just the ashes of the burned out stage for high apes.

This too will pass from right here and now to back over there and then, it’s over

All of the light from the sun and the Edison bulbs and neon/freon tubes, mother

What I nearly blurted out loud was ‘Father!’, I’m all politically incorrect, I meant

Such a fan of bein’ an idiot & a moron, feigning ignorance while in genius’ tent.

As fine as the day and night gets to allow my presence to be known, it’s all I get

Once, twice or thrice… it’s a matter of mother’s Time & father’s Space, God debt

Paid off in full right at the last tick of the clock, a terrific and terrifying dilemma

That you are damned if you do or you don’t, it’s a narrow way to go, straight up.

Innocence shamed into admitting guilt for nothing but light & vibrating plasma

Electrons as the substratum of wavelengths and frequencies from infrared to pi

It’s far out man, I am not exaggerating a bit, remember before your conceptions

Reincarnated, pretenders who have usurped the innocent from E Street’s signs.

Hosted in absentia, all your thoughts and resulting feelings about this and that

She used to say I was hers & no one else’s and then one day it all changed shat

Bit parts in films and gigs doin’ random stand-up trouble getting’ dicks to laugh

Or I might consider reducing my volume of cabalistic metaphors, I am #RiffRaff.

Did you miscalculate your ability to deceive our clear minds with logic’s reason?

Well, from the alternate universe into this matrix in front of your eyes, my son

Good, bad and ugly that a man will transform his inner self, creating chaos’s OM

Sound of that, it feels like laughter of all inferior ones, odds on 12-1 & I’m done.

Withered away with the fallen leaves, branches still standing as a soul of a Stith

Marked the shadow with tattoos and scars received during quantum after birth

In a holding pattern, the Jetsons superfly signs give way to Flintstones & Rubble

Yes, we can but several people cancel the first day of class, they drop dead G.

Being gorgeous is easy when it’s in your genes, if not, there’s Maybelline’s stach

Eyes, ears, lips, nose & nails, tailored to defend on offense, backfield’s in motion

Bent the light from infrared to ultraviolet, a beam of light took a nanosecond in

For Ends there are the origins, neither see one another in the scheme panache.

by

r j j  Stephan, i

c.  Freezember XVIIth, MMXXII Anno Domini @ 808 PMPST

{ Kranked out while jammin’ to @Santana #LIVE @HersheyPA 2022 link @ https://youtu.be/B-jtOoMhMAA }

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BLACK MAGIC WOMAN - SHREDS

#IdiotFoolsThieves & MOI #ComplimentC3 #REALIZATION @ACDC #SoulInClass #check #Borg #Sigh

HOY 

    HOVERING ABOVE & BELOW A SKELETON’S KEY

When you animate the dead rocks lying next to the muddy water river

Your mind is a tool for the gravitational collapse in store for your quiver

Arrow and bow without a target is useless, you got to shoot, no twitching

On target, a bull’s eye which hurts them more than it does me, no missing.

Gain of your functions of the calculus, of men and mice, gods and devils

Every form’s shape of all things themselves, replication of gold in the hills

Figures scratched in dirt, on sand, chipped rock slate, written on the wall

Just so you know the truth, the lie and why dialogue happens in a squall.

Broken promises and the 208 bones that animate until the soul cops out

As if you can’t be immortal, pain and suffering on Earth & then, I doubt

You’ll disagree, maybe you’re kitty & the pot can’t be won, no maverick

Poppin’ caps and corn seem to be all you can do, death makes me sick!

But nothing is up to me or you, no life form comes from Nothing you see

All forms of cytoplasm reproduction began on Earth when They landed

Who are ‘they’? What was ‘it’? Who are we now? A Ghost’s Christmas

Born on Earth to die and go to Cielo above, heaven as it is, All that I was!

by

r j j Stephan, i

c. Freezember XVI, MMXXII Anno Domini, Vendredi @ 1010 AMPST

{ Ripped out the fabric of plasma I found underground with a #Gold doubloon, while jammin’ to #NothingEvenMatters by @LaurenHill link @ https://youtu.be/zASJBw0R0gM }

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