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IT WAS ALL IN-GRANDMA’S HAND, SHE TOLD ME SO 

What I said the long day I was born, I can’t recall the exact thought but ‘twas dark, man
Freedom cost for me is everything I got, I’m the gift from above, as it is way down below
.409 cubed, little deuce coupe, under the hood disguise by a 1962 body’s dual quad, I see
Hottie, top tin can fuel-injected all in my mind when my father said I’d wipe out in a ‘63.

Freedom & slavery are words referring to happiness or sadness, creepy, holy old souls
These guys are all dead & gone, they left marks upon cold terrain in a heap of hot coals
Bringing the load on your back will break it, so use the tools of the all too human mind
Let the beasts of burden carry the overloads until they shut down, then a BBQ unkind.

Hunger for the things to chew and swallow, fuel burned calories to animate your bones
If you don’t keep moving your 208 linked-up skull-to-toe chunks, they’ll require a moan
Neither more nor less is the case, all here today & we’ll be gone tomorrow, son, oh son
Freedom is liberation from linked chains you gravitated toward, accident-malfunction.

Fools merely evolved amusement of subatomic collisions in a Void, as above so below
Freaks collected into a pool of acid in a cytoplasmic trap, be strong to survive the flow
Freedom is all we ever needed, everything we’ve wanted was all angels left, this bliss
Foment a foaming at unleashed mouths, distill the moisture, transform a French kiss.

By the narrow way we move in and out of the trip upon your mother’s innards, a hotrod
As we know it or not, just a mortality experience of a forgotten flash of pure nonsense
Nothing more you can do about it other than know that existence precedes an essence
Whatever we are, the unknown that preceded our appearance is really the Void of God.

Linguistic predication of subjective objects, it is done, 20/20 visionary, third-eye blind
I am both in and out of the dream within the dream, your mind is nothing for me to find
I got mine, I hope you’ve got yours, one way or another, it’s a pearl prize, old man, see?
Blackish white, invisible to tiny ones blinded by starlight, ultraviolet-infrared ain’t free.

For the third and last time, I’m falling from some plateau above or below heaven’s gate
All there is left is my consciousness, 208 bones have atrophied to be an atrocity of fate
So tiny it’s invisible to the all too human eyeballs, so huge it’s unimaginable to all DNA
Starve & die of thirst is a way to go, other ways are a myriad of permutation, eggs of RA.

Mothers before fathers, rules and regulations enhance the survival of the fittest, y’all’s
Only females know the inseminator, the progeny are the downloads of paupers’ royals
Kings & princes, dead-lines from the most devious & strong, hysterical in-bred sapiens
Extinction announcement, cut the air & the water, all stupide become holy has-beens.

Beanstalk will grow from seed & fall back to a grave of Doom, anti-gravitational gravy
Imagine or perceive reality to be what eyesight, hearing, tasting, smelling & feeling do
Everything else is the trajectory of possible probabilities, a finite conclusion of infinity
What I am, who you are, what this is that’ll kill us in the end, this Life, crack of the sea!

For what it’s worth, the First Cause of me & you is unknown, invisible yet indivisible so
Do what you can to avoid having any children who’ll reproduce themselves, just blow
Up or down from top to the bottom of the cube’s six square sides of 90-degreed angles
Immense propensity for compression into the golden lead leftovers of the Big Bangles.

It’s something that appears on the stage now and then, you are that something, DNA’d
Premises assumed to be true lead to contingent conclusions which are literally untrue
Garbage into a disseminator leads to garbage coming from an inseminator, @unethical
If you know that you know, you may be mistaken because of the herd’s misleading call.

End of the world is your end, keep it in mind 24/7 to ease you into the Reality of a Void
You can’t get out of the operation now, it’s in motion, follow orders & become a droid
Free will & love have nothing to do with it other than the mind-control of a woke bloke
Nobody gets afterlife, nobody gets out of life alive, corpus dillecti for all, I Am Smoke.

Nevada to Carolina, windward to America from the Atlantic Sea, just oceanic fake glee
3/5th’s of the Earth’s matter is H2O gas of a liquid nature, naturally polluted with death
Living die, that’s Life, all it’s cracked up to be is a minute on Time-lines of Infinity’s tree
Rolled the die, marbles & mumbley-peg played for the whole shebang, I am my wraith.

by
r j j stephan, i

 c.  Lundi, May XXVII^th MMXXIV Anno Domini @ 911 AMPST

{ Concocted while jammin’ to @WARtheBand #HITS link @ https://www.youtube.com/live/41vMbny2bz8?si=pAzAllifdTCo7A8m  & @ZZTOP concert/LIVE 2024 }

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

@TheRollingStones #Concert2024 L I V E #SCORE #YO #ANG #YIN #YANG

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THUNDER THURMAN THEOLOGY

Some girls and most boys get together for a moment in Time for copulation’s tidy purpose

Intent forces the Will to allow random gene manipulation, supernatural dolphin-porpoise
One who holds breaths of air in to explore the depths of the sea in dark underwater holes
Say your name out loud, it’s different when you hear souls of others in time call your name.

Tempting no one but your true self, not the false prophetic self in your soul’s noggin-cream
It’s a dream within a “Poe” epic dream that doesn’t seem to be as real as a film on a screen
All a confabulation sequence inside of your cranium, as a computer works it’s 1’s & 0’s as is
A random holy hole made with a puncture-point of imaginary targets with bull’s eyes kisses.

Watch the seconds tick by in a figurative way, passing the Tee Time in between making Time
Shot 36 holes yesterday next to the Pacific Coast, the greens’ holes all had magnetic rhyme
No putt was too long or just short, everything my stroke touched created magical thumps
Rain clouds on the horizon but the sun and moon take them away in a gravitational rhyme.

Bringing the happy down to the sad rising of the dead from the graves of the collapsing fire
End of Days, the living and the dead return to the inactive Void, call the One, the only Liar
Pretending that you are no more than subatomic flesh & bones, can’t see the unholy spirit
Words are all I offer, meaning is for the eye of a high beholder, all the dead get a candle lit.

Think I thought fun would be to pretend life was just a dream you have before you wake up
Get Woke and that’s not the way but if you Wake Up, the mind & body reap the soul’s cup
Running over with the wisdom and knowledge which passed in and out of the ancestral Id
One love, all humans, one God, all three in one form of molecular presence, shaped a kid.

Here, there & everywhere we speak stringing nouns and verbs upon modifiers mothering
Predicate this object and in due haste, the pain & suffering reminding you of self-loathing
Never accepting the mortal facts of life due to behavioral modification of parochial profs
Nuns, priests, laymen & laywomen all produced the product, I am One, I love the scoffs.

Normally or not, this is all you’ve got to work with to decipher the code of @Hammurabi282
In addition, a Cheyenne legend of Wihio, the trickster wise fool/hero villain just trippin’ too
Common sense reveals that your pending doom is Doom of the whole world as we know it
Just blind faith forcing happiness’ temporal presence, engaging the egg in the womb & teat.

At the speed of light, matter may move from one point to another in a flash of a blinked eye
Woman in the middle of a Time Warp, meets the future & past motion of an Earthman sigh
Call the attraction to put conception on the agenda maybe Lust, Love or an expensive milk
Meaning is every gamete’s being conceived, deceived & dying to get into heavenly hell’s ilk.

You & me or you & I, everything is #Man-Made, all cosmic artwork & celestial space stations
Fill the all too human empty mind’s clusters of star-gas & possible probabilities we are sins
Of 208 bones from skull to tarsals all to perform the locomotion to adapt & survive or expire
On Being your universe, Earth’s wobbling revolution holy days & nights, dry ice funeral pyre.

Good appears as a lack of Evil, as above so below, empty black hole’s squared knot cubed
Astronomical yet microscopic breakdown of the less & greater irony of ignorance, ye rube
Fade to black, you know the middle path the narrow way that grammas hand let go a hold
On your singularity of essence & coded RNA of the seed of an Unknown, secret agent load.

Woke up after death in a fictional perception of the afterworlds angels & demons of plague
On doubting the Bigger Bang your parents’ coupled the ‘x’ & ‘y’ of this solar system intrigue
An accident of a carbonic gathering, life as we know it, an sufficient & necessary act pound
Puzzle is a picture of Emptiness impacting Nothing that Something is nowhere to be found.

Who & what made subatoms animate a once dead-end street’s One Void, a sweet Nothing
Cause is first then the effect remains as the evidence of what has disappeared into thin air
Leftovers in the frigid light years from an invisible existence in a petri dish’s blood, badabing
Stark reminder is all I may be able leave behind my wake, Thunder Thurman is music I sing.

Ennui fills the full moon’s solar reflection, lit up the darkness with fire, exploding into Many
We the people, we’re animals, we the plants of the planet, 3rd stone from the sun, Domani
Today is not domani but when it becomes domani, it will repeat today ad infinitum forever
Redundancy and Timing is everything, One thing can only follow the money, expensive sir!

Who wants to euthanize a sick puppy dog, come on man! This ain’t no party, suffering is It
What we all came from when entering the womb’s room, before we knew the light, it’s dark
Shadows search for us in a future when darkness recedes from the boulevard’s thrill park
Singin the Blues or the Purples on the journey through the angels’ backyard, outfield split.

Seriously speaking, old folks & young have forgotten what everybody once knew as a baby
Here & now’s a temporary stop via the way’s path, immortality & back, trip to be or not to be
Mind gets made up early when a Force of pending doom comes into focus in oneness’ dick
Can’t run the show without feet or legs, no crutches make it easier, anti-gravity did the trick.

Farces fill the Void’s myriad of chains connecting the disconnected in free will, slavery field
Growing and reaping the sown out of the star dirt left over out a Big Bang’s miraculous yield
Search over before the dawn of a conceptional analysis, gold of a diamond-head in the dirt
Shadow lit the cavern to alpha-omega ultraviolet & infrared, sub-atomic neutrinos in a skirt.

How long it took a wise alpha to a dense omega ship of empty-headed teen-aged serpents
Point to conclude the deduction is one moot point of the fool who dances for the princess
If not the unrewarding Prince of the casbah, just a bogey-man son of the bitch’s nonsense
Meadow ahead, steep cliff to the rear & it’s look out below, the bones will crush & dent-in.

Death is part of the Life we got the fortune to view, special appearance of the MUFON alien
Flew in & out of the Time’s warps, leftover eggs’ salad of invisible germs, wasted AC/DC Zen
Coca-Cola and Rock & Roll movin’ the whiskey & wine, pure fortune wholesale poorly richer
Invented Dream as a necessary condition for being alive on Earth, a somnambulistic miser.

Gone before it was time to go, the solo way to stay alive in a hostile environmental disaster
Don’t worry about loved one or ones you don’t know from Adam & Eve, orphan saves Easter
Got the remedy for the 20/20 eyesight of the non-believer who respects logic & reason also
Light of the sun, closest star in the solar system and galaxy to our retina’s insightful proviso.

False tricks and true treats hidden in plain sight, a mystery for you to ponder with wonder
Facts of Life turned out to be, you live, you like, you love, you plan, you pivot in a pirouette
As if you know a thing or two more than the average Joe, just a humble man likin’ apple pie
Left the planet as I found it and only my scent of clothing and a stone with words on high.

Poor and rich to experience the experiment of living, existing by growing young to an elder
Bloodlines filled the veins & arterial M & M’s with lethal, deadly health features of a critter
As above it is the way it is because of what’s going on down here in the dirt, a free bird sin
Blood in me is much more thick than the original ancestor I descended from, ala selection.

 
Dogs care, people care, when they don’t there’s trouble no more, it’s The Last World War
The mechanics of the affair go something like this, nuclear weapons all detonate at once
Noting that nothing will have been left over for no-counts & a black Friday Time’s epic task
Opened says me, if you wondered or asked you’re a believer in a magical CoVid19 mask.

With no doubt about it, knowledge is powerful as a tool to become wise with practical jigs
Thirst for the goods of gods & no appetite for abetting losers of Time on Earth, in & out rigs
Pawns to queens & kings through a forest of the knights, bishops & Thurman’s castle of ilk
Thurman, knight of the #RoundTable as the ghost in the machine replicates in perpetuity.

Billions in theoretical conjecture are all things which form the Singularity of the Black Hole
Seriously in a proverbial loop created by the swirl of whirl, fashion of the Times on a whole
Yet, teardrops and laughter get inherited before the finale each living thing faces in the End
God frequency: { https://www.youtube.com/live/7_Pg1uKN3FU?si=_FPwb1g8GYt_eyuC }.

Someone will slap the taste out of your mouth & some tee bloody 18th hole with loose lips
Split ends smack down the middle, portions created of a One, tidbit ship of stardust chips
Cynics rule the world without a sword & without a good book word, what will be will be blow
As above & so it is below, the skies where the astronauts blew their tops & returned for a go.

Hung around Chicago four corners me & the gang ran around kickin’ the can heaven sense
You are the idiot your mother believed that you were, it was someone idiotic to the children
Taught the whole culture to believe in mythology as fact to guide the behavior of miscreants
Goddesses come and go freely in and out of starlight, it’s my dissertation, nothing biblical.

Beer for the horses who rode the men to town, whiskey for the third kind tied by the bygone
News is older than tomorrow’s happening of screwballs who forget that they’re all mortals
Budging and nudging every other living thing you ever sense does no good for anyone, pals
Disregard the whole Truth at your peril, Life’s short, Timing’s everything, power up epic gun!

by

r j j  stephan, i

c. Dimanche, Sunday, May 26th 2024 Anno Domini @ 4:00 PMPST

{ Withdrawn from the matrix while watching #TheDayTheEarthStoodStill on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/rFOkCEdEaQU?si=nT6xJX-n06JIAuiO }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?

#ThisBlogWasNeverWritten #ConfiscatingTheWholeShebang #ForgetAboutIt #MountHayes #Stargate #ProjectRemoteViewYou

CREATION, ALL TOO HUMAN, ROCK & ROLL THE SPACE’S TIME MACHINE

Simple minds string thoughts together believing in cosmic discovery & the profound quest
To see the face of God, to recollect the nature of my own being, alive & at one with my self
As it can be difficult to fly solo on the mission that’s nearly impossible, in co-pilot remote
Top of the videos highest place in Space, that’s where I’ll reach and remain, on a rowboat.

You can assume that I’m less of a man than the thing itself that breathes your acid daddio
As if there was any other way to become extinct other than to live first exist in utero at least
Full of the trip from beginning itinerary to the final display of shitz goin’ on in downlow town
Bred to be extinct in a century, much less or a little more, in any case, don’t be a sad clown.

Morality compass of North, West, South or East, it’s moot man, there’s no point to sharpen
Only you & I know the fabulous persons who show their naked human form for real Zazen
Doing what any golfer would do on the fairway or the perfect green on the eighteenth hole
Measure the wind and momentum of the lie of the terrain in the dreamscape, a knight lull.

In armor under the disguise, I cannot be violated or compromised by inferior weaponry
Follow behind me to shield you from the pain and suffering lurking in the lighter darkness
Behind the invisible shadow that moves the unmoved mover daddio and mama mia, I see
Confess to nothing more than just following orders, keep it all in mind, never undersea.

Skipping riddles and conundrums to get to the Reality, as such is paramount to ebb & flow
Game or any presentation of a race to a goal, based on bedazzling & screwing the pooch
Somebody always must screw the pooch, it’s a right of safe passage out of the nonsense
Cause my happiness, take it back & cause my sadness, critical thought about existence.

Bright azure, blue sky is an illusion of starshine, black sky’s illusion moonshine is a sight
Mallard quacks unseen yet there’s the sound of the ‘V’ flight, like silent angel wing flight
Harmful and helpful at one and the same time, it’s the facts of life that are hidden deep
Go below six feet graves and the mausoleum ashtrays of leftover fragmented deep sleep.

Crest of the wave, it’s where I’ve been hangin’ ten since yesterday evening, it’s my timeout
Sensory perception escaping my grasp, sights, sounds, tastes, smells, feel In & Out soon
Burgers and shakes to make the world move in and out of love, it’s all animal style whatnot
Action spoke louder than words, I’m nationwide internationally speaking, spittin’ spittoon.

Appeal your judgement to be or not to be after death, as if you’ve got any clue about the ID
Heaven or Hell imaginary concepts without substance, only abstraction art for Art’s sake
Tired in the dream, nature awake with eyes wide open, you fly, you die, it’s all pie in the sky
As if you didn’t suspect the Truth was a solid permutation of your own Highness, all baked.

Judgement of the herd is never right or wrong, it’s just a thing we do with the liberty & love
All of us free to be & still responsible for our actions, obligate each soul’s spirit to spit up
Using the grave as the gravity required to keep the good, the bad & ugly down under above
Stroke back & forth, lover boys do that well for the species’ sake, hammer girls all in love.

Miami to Iceland, north to south poles and all around the equator, the beaches call me
In the sand that once, live feet did tread before my life here and now, no prints leftover
Waves & low frequencies brought back the original lie of the land, God’s blown starlight
Never forget the recall can’t be rescinded, rubber necking made the grade, a good fight.

Subtracted the sum from the dividend, received a quotient for the divisor & it multiplied
Itself times zero equal zero from one to any number you choose including zero itself too
Insider on the outside of the perimeter surrounding the malfunction of the genome ilk
Mothers of fathers cannot conceive the conception that Time is warped mother’s milk.

Chime in anytime you feel you have anything germane we can use to support The Take
All you know about is all you’ll ever know for certain, easy to coil into logic’s sick snake
Using two tools of deduction and induction for formulating a Truth about reality’s muck
Only you know & I know surreality is for you to know, Void in perpetuity, a wad of a phuq.

by
r j j stephan, i
c. Mardi, May XXIst MMXXIV Anno Domini @ #911 AMPST

{ @GroomLake madness M-F listenin’ to @Armstrong_GettyShow on @kste650AM & I was tryin’ to stop the drums in my ears from exploding by listenin’ to #WhereTheCountryGirlsAt @Pitbull @LukeBryan @TraceAdkins on youTube link # https://youtu.be/qBbTUw6dIpA }

FINIS
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