@DearAynRand #FountainHeadless

SECRETS ARE FORGOTTEN, TALES TALLER THAN AN EMPIRE’S STATE

King Kong or Godzilla in China’s mouth, fascinated by frozen Time in empty Space

Disclosed my hunger for the squalor of the mind and body in or out of my cool face

Between my parallel lines of digital currency, you’ll give and take away deep states

Of being a psychological neurotic in charge of Liberty, of the men & mouse bytes.

Redeemed mothers and fathers who forgave one another for reproducing the signs

Reminders of the origin and final end of your personal breath within parallel lines

Merging into one angle more or less than 180 degrees to the ecliptic, it’s apocalyptic

Imagine you see a bomb blow, A-bomb, you’re mind blows into starlight gone extinct.

By midnight give or take a moment, that day you discover your reason for being alive

You will then and only then be aware that the unknown can’t be known in the hive

Of mankind, bees, birds, rats, cats or dogs, bacteria to redwood trees in the forestry

Omnivorous Space kills Time, with ease and without a shade of doubt, I am God to see.

If I am not, none of this matters, just a speck of dust invisible in the cosmos’ scheme

Rebel or comply, the matter and energy remain One, displayed a crop of iced cream

Know this or know nothing which is highly likely to be most probably impossible scree

Said or heard in some incomprehensible method of calculating The Reason to Be me.

Shaped by the folks who came & went without a peep, in and out of eyes wide opened

To the nature of the dream while awake or asleep, in days & nights of fortune’s dead

Think of Black Holes and Singularities, a point of no return ad infinitum, etc, etc, etc

Old or in the way if not a hermit, either case is catastrophic & a finale to the soul, Ra!

If I told you and only if I told you that I knew the end of the story, you would drop dead

Not only is this the truth but if you try me you’ll find that I’m on the money, that said

Hated the Truth more than the Lie, why you’re alive, why you’re gonna die, it’s all set

Ringing bells of the highest farmers who reap the wisdom of good & evil words of debt.

What we owe and who we owe for this breath of fresh air, this star dirt is gonna Nova

Into the Space’s vortex of invisible suck, every atom of Adam & Eve, all scat is a Duh

On the way to extinction, the gene for the end is coded in every atom of Eve, pray so

Like this faux silence between your ears, dawning on you yet? Oh no! God no! Bro!

News for you, the forgotten is like the yet to be found, it’s there but it’s nowhere

Bumpy ride your parents gave you, poor thing, innocent and now responsible here

For all of the pain and suffering of this world, all your fault for joining in the party

No choice for the lonely ones who live alone & become one with fear’s scar sortie.

Pills in the stupid idiot monsters’ mouths, inanimate objects I oppose, displace Sin

Removed from reality and the dreams of sleeping minds within, Void left wide open

Insightful and prescient of the things that are effects of the First Cause, I am stone

Police and sheriff of the Last Riot of America quit their jobs, robot minds all blown.

Gods beget the boys and girls of seven continents, here and now we are all upon it

Earth, wobbling, spinning, revolving, losing atmosphere into the Void of Space chit

Whatever you say, whatever you do, whomever you say & do it to, that’s you & me

Before we snatched breaths of gas, Nothing was & what would be then, will still Be.

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r j j stephan, i

c. Vendredi, February IIIrd, MMXXIII Anno Domini @ 111 AMPST

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?

#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.?