#SoundOfYourOwnWheels #SqueelingFromTheStartToTheEnd #GotRUBBER? #POPEYES #MeetMeOwSigh #HowBowDat?

CAUSE OF EVERY EFFECT, STRATEGIC IDIOTIC MORONS ON EARTH

It was all here before I entered the fray to see, hear, touch, smell & taste some scat

Flyin’ comets, everything all the time, sunup to sundown, sick cycle of tepid bull spat

A higher level above one hundred percent fully loaded is a taste of all nukes wasted

Adjusting to an abandonment of the creator myth to self-actualization of an ego’s id.

Pardon my ignorant philosophy, I was born like this, innocence’s crime, Time-One cell

Assuming I’m responsible for any other’s disobedience to the creator of Space, oh well

Nobody promised fairness and justice which was exactly like a big, fat, spam sand witch

Do not go home or pass the goal line when it’s all said & done, just drop dead in a ditch.

The innocent people will find your bleached skin & bones scattered by the wild dogs

Everything gets hungry and everything will eat you if there’s nothing else, boss hogs

Pink or green, might be good or very, very bad like the opposite of ‘live’, ‘evil brother

On or off of the parallel lines, at the singularity it’s all perpendicular to your mother.

Dead but not gone, just recycled atomic configuration to be a disguise for gods

Water and the flow downhill can’t be impeded by temporary lapses of UFO pods

Yours may or may not be the fools, y’all may be like the three wisemen on camels

Visiting the light in the desert, pregnant women deliver the allstars of #HelzBellz.

Missing as I’ve been since the first step of the journey, birthplace in Saint Ann’s eye

Pawns equal to the kings, queens, bishops, knights and their castles that will rook you

Fear no evil yet see evil comin’ toward your life’s blood from a mile away, up the road

Hunger of the survivors of childbirth fills them with no morals or fake ethical overload.

On the Timeline both negative and positive eventually reach the infinite, invisible ashes

I walk and crawl, I swim above & below the cool and warm water, no lethal eye bashes

No knockouts technical or too complicated to see then, when it’s over, it’s over, caput

Talkin’ darkness as it was prior to a conception by any father’s mother, in heaven’s hut.

Fools really didn’t rush in, the wise men rushed in and turned into the fools who stayed

Behind the homes of the brave ground hogs we used to eat, beat the eggs chicks I laid

Fried and waxed philosophical about the unknown posing as the never known memory

I am what I am, what I was and will be, now you got it, same place, now y’all will see!

Popeye or a sailor I will never be, seasickness and the bends get to me, keep me far away

From the fire’s flame and the dirty graves of my brothers, sisters, mothers & fathers, today

But tonight or ‘morrow, nobody can say what goes down, Penelope to Christian to ol’ Dave

Kicking the wizard of Oz & the burn of the hot wax down into the six-foot-deep dirty grave.

A star’s ashes left over in the gravity of the graves, all the skin and bones reduced to a gas

Morality and Ethics get your mommy and daddy back into your head, less the orphan’s arse

Comet circling the galaxies without an invitation, animated UFO invisible to your two irises

Above & below oasis’ desert, we’re all gonna go, you too, mama raised One, YOU, bro & sis!

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r j j stephan, i

 

c. Jeudi, February 2nd, MMXXIII Anno Domini @ 711 AMPST

{Kicked this out of Cielo while jammin' to @LosLonelyBoys HITS @ https://youtu.be/atuCez5DgeU }

#GawkingInRetrograde #SlipSlidinAway #PainSufferingDeletePleasure #TowerOfPower2

GAWKING AT YOU IN PARADISE, YOU BLEW ME AWAY

Pretty as a picture in a rectangular frame, painted or photographed in 2D

Form of eagle/wolf DNA in a shape only a goddess could #con, perfect me

On board the train or the plane or the ship, hey I don’t give a hoot, play ball

For the duration of the parade of fools movin’ like shadows on a back wall.

Joined at the hip in an intersection’s dead end where it hits on perfect timing

Barter and trade the whole shebang for success at the finale, park your sins

Known it for all too long, no reason to let on about recollection in Sing-Sing

Prisoner for life to trade for the one taken in haste, wrong guy paid in skins.

Pouring liquid gas from a fruit picture, like Kool-Aid smilin’ on a shady pitcher

Bored apes walking & talking the smack they can’t back up, no mighty power

Forts to protect the men and the horses from the bad guys’ arrows & spears

Callin’ for your mama won’t help one twit, it’s low down but man, God hears!

Liberated the slaves’ minds from indentured servitude, bodies had red blood

It was dark everywhere without the light, all skin was clearly a sack screwed

Why genetics selected to evolve the brown, yellow, black & blue, it’s so rude

We wouldn’t do that to one person much less the entire creation of the hood.

Stolen valor right in front of your eyes, no hero ever takes credit for done deeds

Only dodgers who ran away from a mean, green machine’s grey matter synapses

Escape without getting a dot upon their ‘i’s’ just like downtown, it leads, it bleeds

Mindful of the reasoning in perception, perspective forever in momentary lapses.

Boring as apes in a loopy sequence of repetition, none know why it’s goin’ on

What it is exactly with the birth and death of living things, rooted or animated

Gold and silver for the poor & downtrodden, bills & strife for the well-off brood

Dummies as Mannequins speakin’ as all humans do, out the side of a pie hole.

Voodoo in the rules that were written in the stars by the token god savior son

Why it had to be the daughter of God yet it wasn’t, just my dad’s kid, my sister

Life living double time exceed the allotted ticks on the back of ol’ big brother

Modern or old fashioned, it’s all out of sight and out of my mind, I’m on the run.

Cool cleft in the chin, nice roman nose on the prima face, it’s full of the power

Of cell activity, multiplying the One in an infinite Space without an end of Her

Music playin’ the strings inside the cranium, fully loaded melodies & lyrics

Natural to press, push, pull or yank on the strings attached to nobody’s Dix.

I think that I thought you were thinking the same thing, that you love me too

As the first & last time the wise & the silly hooked up to cause another at one

A hybrid of RNA leftovers from the Bigger Bang of gravity’s collapse, I’m you

You’re me for a flash, then you’re not me forever, it’s all purple, black & blue.

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r j j stephan, i

c. Mardi, Janvier XXXIst, MMXXIII Anno Domini @ 1111 AMPST

{ Drafted ala @MarioLanza https://youtu.be/rRhmogBs-gU & @Pavrotti style https://youtu.be/Q8k3R8kgEUc }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?

#TuesdaysGone @AlreadyGone #HowLongGoneYouGonnaBe #MakinLoveInSlowMoShunBaby #DIG #OneHeartbeatAtATime #MASH

ROLLED WITH M.A.S.H.’S COVERED WAGONS, A CUBED CIRCLE KINK

In no uncertain terms, the conclusions are indubitable without a reasonable doubt

Of course, inferences regarding the truth or falsity of any statement are inevitable

There is nothing else to do other than pass judgement on the innocent who shuffle

Uptown or downtown gone to the high end of the court, rose up from the ash trifle.

Performing the art’s work is secondary to becoming an immortal name after death

Looking in through the out door probably won’t escalate temptations of Eve’s Stith

With your permission I’d appreciate the cooperation of your friends & family to be

One with Many, either many for The One & only one for me or salute a finite scree.

All of It is all one way or another, seriously a comedy and a tragedy simultaneously

Blond or brunette, shades of black and blue haired elder folk, can a babushka sing

It’s OK even if you’re baldly sour on shaved skin without the follicular immortality

Freedom intuition of slaves in a Time Machine, 3D chess mate queen, mate a king.

Now then, getting’ down to the eleven year young brass tacks, you’re old enough so

Here it is in a nutshell, the hull is cracked & the center’s exposed, eggs are fish roe

Boats and ships, floating, diving, flying into space, warping the zone into a matrix

Of vermin and human kinds that keep the secrets of 1 unknown in darkness’ kicks.

You’ll get yours eventually, karma will take care of that, you have no say in the Sin

It’s original, before you’re ever conceived or able to disobey laws & rules of my kin

By the products produced from the natural resources of a twirling particle of dust

Hair of the dog sheds and the soul’s canine can be found, God dog, backward rust.

Simply all too human for hominids, gorillas to the chimps, monks, men devolved

Or maybe it was always exactly like this and Charles Darwin had imagination hid

All in the fossilized history of the buried stone & bone, scratched cave wall slated

Wondering what in the world was going on then, which was their now, ape hated.

Funk enough for all of the freaks and finks who grew out of the petri dish of a god

Left the ignorant fools to rule the roost, like a vision fading into black, silly hotrod

Ugly as I turned into the Beautiful without any labor pains, a slip-sliding away too

Chance for change on the horizon, bustin’ open the casket & the urn, I ain’t no fool.

Thunder and lightning on the road or back home inside the inner sanctum’s cave

Backstreets ridin’ in my backseat and sippin’ Margaritas, slow-motion cruise Save

They got us home & tucked us in, warned us for the first & last time, obey a moose

Chief of Bull Winkle, me, myself or I, a #Goofy bum rush for the cryin’ royal blues.

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r j j stephan, i

c. Mercredi, February 1st, 2022 Anno Domini @ 1111 AMPST

{ Jammed in a strait jacket to take me away, I ain’t gonna fake it, jammed to @VanMorrison #SometimesWeCry in a loop @ https://youtu.be/LqkrGPEdt34 }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.