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I TWINKLE LIKE A DARK STAR

Hid out on the backstreets, just because I couldn’t hide on West Augusta Blvd

I knew I could wing it without a wingman, my jet was in solo mode, rock-hard

To be or not to be was my only motto, no other motivation needed big books

Negative and chilly to points of bein’ frozen solid, like ol’ foothill Willie hooks.

Petting a female human, petting a cat, a dog or a little bit of the block hot chips

From me or any other species of homo sapiens, anthropomorphic as mandingo

Laid off just because I got laid by the best female boss in the land of faux worms

Stood for nothing so there was no violation to confess, all of this scat’s a gasper.

In the center of the very life you never expected to live, youngster high on a bus

One of the many who’ve already expired their half-lives and miracles of a sinner

Wild and not as innocent as all of us zygotes once were, after mitosis, it’s on US

No responsible obligation to all commandments of invisible spirits, i got vetoed.

With or without the power to see past the blockage where it’s all peach creams

You will get to the end of the place in Space and spent Time of villains’ dreams

Forced against the power of all free will on the money where Natas rules angels

Orphanage released the minions without the tickets to the show, ridin’ Hells.

God’s ain’t so good down in the holler in the backwoods, my trailer pit bull hot

Nothin’ comes in or out of the cave in the middle of nowhere, not in 50 states

Area ain’t more than a pinhole in the universe, just forget about it man, it’s shot

Whole wad of DNA spent without gettin’ hope & change, it’s my luck, my Fate!

Roommates come and go from where you are to wherever they get to down it

All the memories remembered before you forget about it all, heaven fouled out

Into a zillion pieces of shattered shards of secrets, words nobody knows about

On the other hand, maybe they do know what they know about, just can’t tell.

Bees & birds ain’t flyin’ to remind my kin what it means to be dead, bitcoin cash

Following followers of the leaders who have nowhere to go, now, never alone

Hope in nothing more than a rock upon the dirt, with scratches on granite stone

Curls in the girls hair to avoid the split ends, the finale is ash, last party is a bash!

Fought my last fight right afore my last breath, broad way path on ol’ Man’s Sea

Secret and magic because you don’t know it’s a dream for us all, you forgot time

Of the poor kids whose fathers & mothers abandoned them to the rich kids’ sin

All about the wise guys and the fools of the highness in the lowlands above kin

Folks told the white lies and still caught the rat pie bubonic plague to kill gods

As above, so below only the rats and roaches can fill the Void against the odds

Marvelous & terrible at one and the same time, hit ‘tween dead twistin’ doubt

Pulled muscles and cramped up with all of the false moves, my lights are out!

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r j j stephan, i

c. SLAMUARY 1st, MMXXIII Anno Domini @ 111 PMPST

{ jammed to LIVE 1975-1985 #TheArchiveSeries @BruceSpringsteen link @ https://youtu.be/GIQ_9qfpnSI }

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ENDSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS #LVRaiders @Raiderettes @Christina_Aguelera

GHOSTS STRETCH CHAOS’ 40 DAYS & 40 NIGHTS, CAGED GIRAFFES

On being the voice of the variant RNA as an ignorant PhD or random degree of BSci

Honed skill of merging as one to cause a mitochondria breach in the genome sea

Honoring and obeying the laws of the moms and dads we trust gets us the stank

From the Grinch crunch of the happiness l released when I yelled for more dank.

It came with the flowers and buds of seeds’ pods, genetically mutated sinsemilla

On the encore and finale’s epic dump of acting trash upon an innocent audience

Forks and the spooners of chocolate and whipped cream, pokin’ around in the Ga

Around the middle of the point in the center of the matrix’ vortex, pork of papa.

Part of the whole shebang you can dismiss for being black & white leather and lace

Atoms moving in and out of the Time revolution around the sun, in deeper Space do

Justice is indeed, a ham sandwich, as the professori of ancient philosophy showbiz’d

From the core of Cornell to the epicenter of UCBezerkly, you know who’ll lose face.

Got what I never could have had without you, you’re the only One that counts alt del

As if there’s any unconditional statement of the syllogistic and inductive invalid ends

Conclusions fall down to the ground, below the fertility where the sewer swallows guts

Rain’s pouring in vain, all it took was a gasp of wind, drew lots to come here, safe huts.

I received the transmission which was subtle & subliminal while being at one, ego @alpha

Certainty that the omega won’t be aware of itself at the Singularity’s omega foot blisters

Gone before you got ready, therefore, I’m runnin’ so fast I’m at a stand-still blast @omega

Markin’ Go when I can’t see a meter ahead, naught but the sins of fathers of my sisters.

I’ve got my neck stuck up & out as far as it’s allowed to go, a stretch of evolutionary mort-sin

When the idiots and morons took over from the intellectuals and genii who got kicked out Eden

Known or just a mysterious ‘x’ & ‘y’ byte of acid lookin’ to multiply inside of the divided on high

Mirrors broken, glass in shards to create the flower hits in the head, toke, smoke ‘til y’all die.

Cool cubes without the H2O from a peanut gallery that glared at the cathode, warped the lens

Distortion for high society and a holy psyche all into the blinded faith of hippies’ nonprofit hens

Looked and found the beginning before the end, got lucky to be so uncertainly yours on the floor

English, Chinese Kung-Fu from Lao-Tzu or Confucius, either & or, super giraffe sisters of the poor.

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r j j  stephan, i

c.  Freezember XXXIst, MMXXII Anno Domini @ 711 AMPST #HNY2023

{Jammed out of the psyche by force this AM while listenin’ to @Jackie_Greene LIVE https://youtu.be/kR32Nllzf6g C U tonight Jackie!  #SkyIsCryin’  @JonnyLang LIVE @ https://youtu.be/bBlt14X8V5Q }

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Great Year 2022 Anno Domini with #TheONE chalked up for the #septuagenarian ages . . . #HardcoreSoftwareMagnetics @Mariah_Carey @Christina_Aguelera @ZZTop

Five’ll Git ya ten, moon

 { no needle & no spoon }

Full of Excretion, wasted good taste & evil eyes of unholy, innocent kissin’ cousins

None of them at fault for their actions, yet they’re all sorry, feelin’ guilt for senses

Inherited from the faux elders they came from both body & psycho-social bones

Most of us get a complement of bad advice from the mean & nasty predecessors.

On a freight train chuggin’ ahead or just climbin’ a high mountain to jump off of too

In a dream or in reality, you & I can both see what happened when you lost the crew

Of men & mice that populated the empty space that told you what you already knew

That you’re a tool, lucky to be for a minute, a century, more or less, A Bubble of blue.

Pickled the existence memory with writing on the cave’s inner walls that nobody sees

Blinded by seeing so many rainbows up in the sky, never could find the pot of gold ore

Amazing though it is, just refraction of sunlight, burning gas effulgence reached in & out

At the end of the road’s path, well-traveled gone downwind & back uphill, like Sisyphus.

Screamin’ of this daydream’s night’s mare is only a figment of a sleeping giant’s reverie, gods

Left this for you & I to recollect the actually emptiness of everything but Life on Earth, hotrods

All ’57 chevies or ’24 Tesla gone country, city, jetsons up above and below the whole shebang

Wavelengths and frequencies of the sights and sounds I recommend, I came, I saw, I got hung.

I didn’t end anyone’s life, I ended everything from quarks to electrons, neutrons, protons & star

This solar system was a whim of the thought I had before my Ma & Pa punched my ticket so far

When & if One is one and the same as the One always was and always will be in retrograde sin

Of fathers, sons and holy ghosts they came from, reason, logic, rational stench of lies & yo’ kin.

Not your fault but it’s your fate, you’ve no free will nor choice in the material world flim flam

Quantum leapin’ now, get ready to unload your guilty insanity for a striking-war of god-elves

Comin’ right out of left-center field, that cow’s hide was flyin’ over the fence for atomic fields

Energy becomes what it’s always been, neither creatable nor destroyable, I think, ergo, I AM.

Creeps you know or will know sooner or later, they run the backstreets and garbage alleys too

Known felons released from the locked up cells of rats who got dirty & hosed off in a cesspool

If not six feet down in a hole, above & below the air’s forces of gravity & power in cosmic soup

As you know, you’ll never forget the Truth, Time temporary, Space infinite, now wake the Fup!

I got some of your ol’ Bakersfield, where all of the gold got melted down into changed bitcoin

Honoring god foremothers’ charming allure, against ALL free wills, bore the all too human, son

Into the ground of being here and now, with or without the blinded faith of the savior genes

DNA & RNA from UFOs of interstellar cosmic debris, Nothing you can do, It Is Already Done!

Grips on the groping and skinless bones preachin’ out from the decrepit apes and their chimps

Runnin’ the dozens or just quippin’ with the brothers and sisters from other mothers, kid pimps

All that smell goin’ in and out of the ‘hood’s bowery and those dark shadows of the ol’ chumps

Not their fault that their related to the lucky to be here, should have been extinct, #2 dumps.

Loose stools and bloody runs of the ecstasy that stinks of taboo perfume, only God can handle

Created for us all to govern our behavior, remaining free & out of gaol, prison or a farmer’s dell

Pork & beans sustain your blood, muscles & brain function, you need the holy water too, Dew

On the way to the end of the line, it’s straight ahead, eyes are open, blinkin’ #182 times, Boo!

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r j j  stephan, i

c.  Freezember XXXth, MMXXII Anno Domini @ 911 AMPST

{Pricked from & evergreens & pine we chopped down to make the Housing & Urban Development & lust for rich man’s gold, jammin’ to @LynyrdSkynyrd L I V E concert AT the @GreekTheaterLA link @ https://youtu.be/gwkkJEyrNiE }

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