@WinningEveryGame #MadeTheRules #RoadOutrage #CopOut #KeystoneCops & #StewieGriffinBEST #TheWildOne #TheGodFather #BRANDO #RANDO

GOOD GOD, BAD DOG

Shock to the system will shock you because you’re at One with the system of DNA
Programmed in and out of the genome in a random recombination of genetic acid
Came straight out of the stars in Space down to the core of being, it’s a lucky angel
Who got down here in flesh & bone form to exit without a key to the Truth, aw hell!

Fear to be all alone when you've no choice, it’s the way it is & it ain’t my fault, Blue
Deal with the reality, it’s all yours and you cannot give it away, can’t take it with you
You know nothing more than any other man being born to Woman on Earth, it rings
Without Woman, Man cannot exist & experience Time’s essence, God’s atheist sings.

Violation gets a paper & electronic ticket to demand you pay a fine or be penalized
Wage garnishment or pay by charging your credit score for a purchase of dead debt
You’ll know one last breath when you feel it comin’ in your pie hole, One trick papa
One way Out if you recall your original, ovum/egg, anti mitotic divide of yo’ mama.

So cryptic to avoid the clear light of spin-dawn that everything’s not all our way, you fool
You thought school programs you were instructed to mimic for A grades of the all mindful
Was your ticket to success in the real world of hyperbolic extrapolation just all white hair
It all comes down to this, this is both Now & Then, both Here & Now, both Then & There.

Beer money with champagne taste is the middle of the road philosophy I lived & died with
Dangling my modifying tendency to leave final Ends wide open to speculation of the Stith
Monks and apes from the caves, snuck out for a look at the monkeys huffin’ on the Vapes
Used to rub it into the skin and cover the salve with a sheep’s wool-scarf, closed the drapes.

Set and slept in Darkness until the idiot box emitted neutrons & photons of fake-fool fiction
Howdy Doody to Ben Casey to Sesame Street, Electric Company’s trumpin’ Captain Kangaroo
Buy me some food, some clothes, when I’m satisfied with your grant, forget about my threat
I won’t rob you as a highwayman or bilk you like a sinister moron begotten by idiots in debt.

Break your hind end, already cracked without the tail that has been modified through RNA
Can’t tell if we’re specially created by an invisible entity or evolved accidentally from ashes
You know and I know, we all know that they knew what everybody will someday know, eh
I’ve got some News for you, Extra, Extra, Read All About It, paperboy of paper bag dashes.

To be you said before I knew it was at all, furthest from my mind’s eye that I would ever die
I saw others dying & being lowered into graves in the cemetery dirt of a stoned junky gadfly
Pick me for the team of idiots who attempted to intimidate their best player to lessen wins
Be the losers’ spirit in a winner’s skull and bones, secret untold, like it or not, we #GotFins!

by
r j j stephan, i

c. Vendredi, June XXXth, MMXXIII Anno Domini @ 911 AMPST
{ Drafted while listenin’ to #Everclear @AMRadio link @ https://youtu.be/hjg39XRkjVc }
F I N I S
W.W.A.R.D.?

3 eight 73 3-8-2034 (?) #AMBROSIA #YoureTheOnlyWoman #AllOfYall

THEREFORE, I AM (winning)

Inside of the atomic nucleus of the Oneness you’ve gleaned from the Power of Infinity split
Into the multicolored rainbow of reflective glass, you break into shards of moments God lit
Peace and War to keep the tiny minds occupied so they don’t want to impeach the PORT-US
Not being a living human being means you’re a dead & gone one of the many, #NoJoke fuzz.

Free to die & that’s all you’ve got, freedom’s a conceptual analysis away from rebellions aloof
Hunger is a munch or two away from hot gold in a city near you, not Mayberry but great L.A.
There are government cheese programs for the C-minus students who can’t afford to get, Tush
Food stamps for free is more than you can earn by working, by labor, by office desk paper push.

Driving in the bike line, speeding twenty miles over the limit of fifteen MPH, what’s the scoop?
Learned all the ABC’s, watched TV’s, joined the command of stinking stench named an F-Troop
Sighing into Ether, Space tucked between your legs, Earth & the empty void of stuff inside, Duh
I am outside prison walls now, you won’t find me ever again, I am not on your doctor’s agenda.

For once but also for the last time, this is moving to the halting of the march forward skit
Nowhere left to go except six feet down to the bottom of the rocks that rolled into graves
Of the mice and men who ain’t here anymore, forget about them, carve word into granite
Bums made the junkies invisible to you and I but they’re there by the Railroad Track’s spit.

Where the BBQ and trash burns for the bottom of the barrel to add another pile of potash
Minimum wages and billionaires pay for the #7/11’s and #WhiteHens to wait for the Lotto
Numbers to take your extra cash & redistribute the wealth to the mothers without fathers
Bangin’ hips down to the bottom’s lines, last breath, gasp, then y’all will know, y’all OUT!

Of course, you’re the one who wants to get down to the ground with or without your Id
Not you, not yours, nothing to do with anything in front of your face, you’re out your mind
Not your fault, morons and idiosyncratic metabolisms don’t count, no fault of your own
It’s all about the accident, the collision of matter in the middle of nowhere, Mind Is Blown!

by
r j j stephan, i
c. Jeudi, June XXIXth , MMXXIII A.D. @ 1010 AMPST
{ Kicked this out the psyche this AM imposing on the neighbors listenin’ to #MyNeighbors #BigSmo link @ https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DbfOXrQ0N84 @  https://youtu.be/DbfOXrQ0N84  & @MongtomeryGentry link @ https://youtu.be/tJixs2FoZ_Y }

F I N I S
W.W.A.R.D.?

#SackOfPimentos #HotHotHot

CANS OF MANKIND’S WASTED TIME IN SPACE

Constant speed of light coming from the red giants & white holes interrupt the divine
As if there is something omnipotent that created this universe full of black star pulsars
Fourth dimension of Time unimaginable other than there’s Nothing to fear in race cars
Rollin’ counter-clockwise ‘round a ¼ mile track, tippin’ lap-dancers’ topless flag checks.

Claws clipped, jaws dropped with necks’ disconnection from the species’ formless soul
Hog-tied by hands and feet to prevent a behavior malfunction & violent defensive toll
Stern the judge must be to have no mercy on those who will never obey any law force
Badges, plain clothes or uniform, cannot matter less to the most likely to be too close.

Harmony of spheres vibrating the inner & outer Id, self in the psyche form, essence of ego
Too criminal to be the bad guy to every good guy on the planet, just grandaddy purple ‘O’
Astronomic skullduggery, a self-experiment to create gods out of things, all sweet nothings
Which points in the atoms can identify the new expectation of extinction of species’ strings.

Halted dead in my own tracks as I will be when I’m doin’ the horizontal bop underground
Fish out of Lake Michigan early in the morning when they’re not payin’ attention to sound
Noise from the boats slappin’ upon the waves makes no difference to hungry brown trout
Homeless yet still alive in and out of the alleys waiting for the kids to empty the trash out.

Worse than naked apes in prisons, cages in zoos & labs on every continent, I speak for Science

 Do tell the Truth or the lie might be believed and elevated to a command, a alogrhythm to tell
My computer games & the function of the matrix have symmetry and are in line to go to Hehl
In a handbasket or just the concept you analyze as your Self, part of the wasted gang of Spaz’.

Don’t get me wrong or you’ll miss the punishment of the original sin of the Prime Mover kin
Unjustifiable inheritance for us all of the justice imparted for disobedience & alcohol drinkin’
In a binge or a kegger party for your #Bestie, out in a boondock’s night fog or the lake beach
Every year from 16 to 71, decades of a drunken binge, all wasted, toes up as I die in a ditch.

by

r j j  stephan, i 

c.  Mercredi, June XXVIII, MMXXIII Anno Domini  @ 350 PMPST

“Black & white make white & black, nothing more than everything there is or ever will be!” – r j s

{ Drafted while jammin’ to #HorizontalBop by @BobSeager on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/_qsUz1Gic5s }