LOST CAUSATION, FOUND SPECIAL EFFECTS @GovtMule KIX JELLYBEANS TEMPTATIONS @JGeilsBand

IT’S ALL ABOUT JELLYBEAN GIEUSEPPE & BIG ALBERTO, RICHARD, OMG AMEN, I AM

For the sum of the additional, distracting subtractions from the atmospheric Stratus
A dream erupts into the natural world, a reality of the all too humane cosmic dusts
Many kinds of a One, atomic implosion of everything that exists in the universal Ids
Left and right, up, down, over & out of the mold you’ve inherited via DNA/RNA kids.

Now then, may have your attention please? Cease to comprehend language, as I do
With one swoop you can forget everything from Ga, Ga, Goo, Goo, God, God of screw
How else could we get here & now without the Love, without the sacred heart blood
Well, you know the answer to all rhetorical questions, this Evil Life was all the Good.

Nobody you know & anyone you’ll ever meet down the lonely stream of Mercury flow
Will be of assistance to the navigation of the thing itself moving about without a red leak
Blood thirsty for the flow of living fluid coursing through veins and arteries of the meek
Here’s the confused messenger, I know you are an idiotic fool at the royalty’s job blow.

Among the treasures of gold, silver & shiny rocks left over from Big Bang’s magic spell
There is something about everything even an idiot might observe at the bottom of Hell
Where angels fear to go, nobody gets out alive, soul-sentenced to Jung’s Sigmund Freud
Launch the rockets, fire up the engines’ fusion power to fizz away matter into the Void.

This time while occupying this space on the planet’s surface, water, gas & stone rocks
Say it just because you have no idea, not an inkling about the nature of the dry docks
Sitting, lying down, standing up, rolling via two-four wheels, chopper blades or wings
In each & every case, the alpha & the omega treasure the equation’s sweet nothings.

Mindful of the idea, the thought that mankind’s mind can’t exist outside of Earth lands
Don’t shoot the messenger with high CBD’s & GMO’s to silence the infidels in the sands
Going into gridlock down before a Friday Night slam, full force and power to inseminate
Spirit of the holiest leftover ideas from foreign tongues of the Tower of Babel, First Date.

First base single or a walk unless your rear’s a target of a curving screwball, curved up
Too far to hit the ball for a homerun, 350 to 440 feet from home plate’s five-sided mold
Pointed dead center to the strike zone, low batter knee to high batter letters, buttercup
On edge for you to slide upon, sharp as a fresh razor blade, made in the USA, steel cold.

Somewhere in this Time on this Planet, you will reemerge with your minerals’ medicine
Magic potions of mixed emotions, happiness and the lack of happiness, sadness’ sin sin
Candy licorice makin’ it all worthwhile, you are feeling all you are as immersed in plasma
Faith followed by blind humanity, no regrets, death evens it all out, your karma, my karma.

By the hookers and the crooks who steal shirts off of innocent backs, lit black light streams
Happy is no worries at all about being taken advantage of or eaten by the hungry in dreams
Unreal that you can’t recollect what you saw on television, why y’all forgetting trivial things
Fill your empty psyche full of the First Cause’s intent, now what ‘s One to do, sweet nothing.

Bought your mother and father a home in the parks of oak, they died and left the old boss
Old bones in harms way but never any notion that you & I need the force of @pi to be alive
Once upon a magic carpet ride over a sweet peach & cherry colored sunset, show high five
All y’all will ever see for the duration of your living large, the #BigGuy being is mental floss.

3.14 pi times itself is still a fraction of 10, 985.96 to be precise, now or never is the Time out
Think about your dead predecessors implicating The End is just a skull & crossbones’ doubt
Pirates on seven seas have buried the booty, the maps are tattoos on daughters’ job blows
Infants tattooed by needle puncture, apex to pole, there is somebody yet, nobody knows!

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r j j  stephan, i

c.  Lundi, 7-31-2023 A.D. @ 1259 PMPST

{ Clicked on the bait & snagged a double whopper with cheese rewarded by a concert by #JGeilsBand #MyAngelIsACenterfold on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/lKgd2wneKX4 & @TheMightyTemptations #MASTERPIECE link @ https://youtu.be/0vvuhLZiPA0 & @JellyRoll #HITS link @  https://youtu.be/PunDCoz-S4g }

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#PlayFetch #PhoneyBaloney #ComeQuats #Socio-Politico #IgnorantWisdom #TheMightyTemptations #GoHeadUnload #NothingLeftPostSupernova

GOLDILOCKS IN THE TWILIGHT ZONE CAPPA-BETA-DELTA

Power of atomic fission and fusion causes the form of life that perpetuates it’ s formation
On being one virus to the largest reptiles & mammals reproducing en masse, God’s sun
A whole soul split into millions of sparks before falling into a big black hole with big teat
Outside It or within nothing at all, at the bottom of a barrel of monkeys, it’s apemen hits.

Satisfaction cannot exist upon a holy sun’s third-rock planet, probably get lucky anyway
Neither birth side of life nor death side of eternity fakin’ hype, reverse-engineer a droid
Without luck nor magic spells to cause the impossible to materialize, nothing’s left to say
Purpose and the final effect of this last stand in public and private is, wait for it, the Void.

Formula for the solution to the abstraction, inequality of the equation’s calculus is all…
Of it, for it, by it, past times, fleeting presence into destiny’s future, of being or not being
Alive with a heartbeat and healthy adaption to the dirty leftovers of the supernova sting
Left, de-materialized as wasted atoms do, magic spell dissolving a useless lord’s ring.

It wasn’t easy to explode the illusion’s full power to deceive, you & I know all about it
Why would anyone lie to you or me? Why deceive anyone for anything all, a trick pit
Deep down the black hole in the ground, it was always a sign of the red cross, a grail
Within which, essence thrives although invisible to the cyclops and a prison-felon tail.

Fisticuffs to settle the dispute of who is right and wrong to throw sticks & boned stone
At my head & my feet you see all that there ever was and all that will be in an xPhone
Perfectly as imperfect as an inequality of equals could be, no need to fear the holes
Between cold gas pockets in gravitational collapse mode, a rose is a rose is a rose.

Consume the matter before the living exhume your musty bones and 3 piece suit
Skeletons’ of dead humans look pretty much alike, all gone far from the life afoot
Scheme of One point of light, well connected by lifelines drawn straight as arrows
Bull’s eye at the center of a gradually reducing, set of colored rings’ circular rows.

First time & another two times, the bull’s eye was split into the exact middle dents
Matrix flexed & disappeared without warning, without recollection of it’s presence
Racked ‘em up high for the 8-ball to roll into the side off of the break, magical son
Daughters all know, mothers, sisters, aunts & wives, dreams seem like divine fun.

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r j j stephan, I
c. Samedhi, July XXIXth, MMXXIII Anno Domini @ 1500 hours PST
{ Jammed while listenin’ to #Masterpiece @TheMightyTemptations & https://youtu.be/0vvuhLZiPA0 }

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W.W.A.R.D.?

#HotHittingSomethingSoftWetWild #DiesInThreesTimesNine RIP TONY BENNETT, SINEAD O'CONNOR & RANDY MEISNER

GOT CAUGHT LYING, WE HUNG A BATTER UP

Full of the given bovine scat once you’re born above the bung’s hole, it stinks to high heaven
Being in the middle or at the perimeter of the matter and energy performing in a lion bone den
Peerless among the herd’s followers & leaders who argue in circles for extinction’s Cinderella ball
It’s comin’ so wait for it or not, you may be dead by then but it’s certain death ahead of us all.

This and that, over here and over there, things come and go, actually dematerialize in Space’s time
In the mirror, you see no image reflecting you from the darkness’ empty, atomic fusion’s rhyme
Mummies, corpses without organs, sewed up the empty shell, put lipstick on a pig, pants on mama
Dresses on papa, aunts, uncles, cousins, grandparents on both sides to accumulate the DNA of RA.

You and I don’t know the things we believe to be true but we have the blind faith regardless, I’m all in
For the duration of days and nights spinning into & out of my #Woke #WideAwake mind of mortal sin
Hottest and coldest days and nights in Evolution of the planet Earth’s spinning revolution, orbital seed
What is the Sun that shines other than our creator and sustainer of this cold & hot, holy, divine speed.

Took it to the streets with & without the fire and flower, both high and low, question weed’s gold burn
High UFO’s and the corpus dillecti are the elephant in the room, the Space of the Cosmos has no Time
Fortune welcomed your mating parents, first cause of you, yourself & what you assume is the evil eye
Given and taken in the spirit of the unknown, SHINING STAR & what it’s been doin’ to you & me, sigh!

Healing the pain’s suffering and making lemonade out of the tree’s lemons, it’s just begun, I’m all in
Again and again in perpetuity, a happening for love or just the thrust of making Life immortally a Sin
Picking and grinning the days and night before I pass out on the gurney or the undertaker’s tin slab
Cold as the Outerspace between Earth & the moon, other planets unseen by eyes without a lens.

To loan the words from an Uncle who wooed Juliette, Romeo said, to be or not to be, no question
I came here in good faith, I’m leaving without faith in anything alive that will admit to original sin
There was never a creator who or which demanded obedience as payment for a Force to be in US
Now you & I know the absolute Truth, we’re alive & we’re all gonna die, alone or on the Hell bus.

Somewhere in the heaven above the Earth’s star stuff, there can be show, ‘cause there’s Hell below
On the way down, it’s all up to you, nobody is in charge, you are nobody, you’re in charge my foe
Divine allies are all down with black holes waiting for Nothing at all but dark matter & eggs’ splatter
One, two, three & fourth dimensions drank Time, Black Jack diamonds & gold is gone, I’m with her!

I had a secret that nobody told me about but I forgot what it was, I know I couldn’t say the words
So, I had to recollect the content without allowing my mind to be read by psychics & psychiatrists
Locked tight as a vacuum without gas, Nothing more secure than absolutely, microscopic dirt balls
Fuzz-distorted intellectual compilations of recollected & predictable history of sacrificial downfalls.

Human, Man & Woman, come & go with the wobble, any time or place, accidentally cow under bull
Undercover brothers and sisters without parental guidance or supervision are the tools of the Roses
Flowers above the seeds and stems grown out of the star dirt leftovers, funk of the Void & the Null
Spears of pointed, jagged rock from another planet, not of this Earth, proves that aliens are losers.

Came here in Time & Space to see what we all have done, before & after the present crowd of herd
Understanding the reality of Nuclear weapons amongst us, proves that extinction is immanent too
For us & them, every star from here to Alpha Centauri will know the Blow, appears to be Supernova
Enjoyed the awareness in gaol, underneath the underworld’s complex, you are dead, “aye como va?”

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r j j stephan, i

c. Jeudi, 7-27-2023 @ 1111 AMPST

{ Crafted while jammin’ to @Santana #OyeComoVa link @ https://youtu.be/thZNLqlqd4s }

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