LYING LIARS AIN'T LYIN' BLOKE SO WOKE, NEED A WILDASS TOKE

NOTHING BUT EARTH & MOON IN A VOID OF BLACK A(D)TOMS

On the nature of being between rocks & hard places, mantra gin & whiskey
Dialogue and holy commands of the commanders followed a “T” grey beauty
Truth about lies & rampant fabrication of lying liars who grace our Earth
Place in Outerspace with junk & #StarWars in defense of offense, Afterbirth.

We’re inside the Marxist placenta, it’s eating itself in a word misspelled by a bloke
Spelling bumblebee and the other words used by darling loves who remain Woke
Hard liquor you see ahead in a glass, a neat one of Jack, in charge of minions
Knowing nothing, believing in blind faith’s indoctrination of first-last strike sins.

Who said what about how & why you know when one is being offered ends’ gold
Full throttle to keep Time in a bottle so it doesn’t get poured out & drunk to get old
Hey man, it ain’t my idea, this is the way it is and the way it’s gotta be original OG
Got with it in a groove, followed the force of centrifugalism into spin of neon skin.

Black & white just like the old TV’s used to be, there was no color in cathode gas
It has the WORD that got made flesh in the radio & TV waves paid back, jackass
Gods above & below Earth’s moon, they’re all AWOL & come back to witness
Revolution between powers that be and the ones that want to be, Wannabees.

Contents are unknown but the fixings of conglomerat can't be underestimated
Fix has been in for centuries, millennia it’s one & the same thing now, God & Ted
Billing you & me for the payments to red devils & horned gods of a Viking queen
Peaks of the mountains got chopped off by a UFO’s needing gold backs uptown.

Nowhere a Milky Way, far, far away from anywhere, UFO clouds, bring it to me
Pricking up ears in a holy sepulcher, just to raise the dead ad infinitum, dreamy
Phoenician & the rockin’ relatives of the original G’s, Adam, Eve, Cain & Abel
Willing to let it all go if you pay me a ransom, billion bucks in a gold, cash bell.

Perks of rock candy jelly in bean form, rocking holy smoke’s routine, put-on folks
Like it or not & only if you DON’T, all matter of telling the truth, the ol’ okie doke
Pumped up air into the jump shots, miracle is that you still breathe gas up to it
Instant peasants required to aid kings’ chores queens want done, bunch-o-chit.

Complete asinine punks and their progeny’s parents which is selfie's final exam
Running a chit show of this planet’s civilization until a bitter end, a put-on scam
Cringe-worthy to examine under a microscope to avoid the Eve of Extinction
Old men & young men, mothers, sisters, wives & friends, are mortals’ sin-skin.

No free will or choice, good, bad or ugly, it just is what it is, substantial Zero
As above  so it & is exactly the same below, ala core to stratospheric blow
Brimming from the top of a scalding, hot café con leche, T-cell damned, hotrod
Eight by Six, 30 days in the hole or when it’s fiesta time, that’s a recall to God.

Misanthropification of mercy in holy gravity, below & above grounded, red dirt
In a flow around & over the rocks because I can do that, Dusty, total cock Block
Schism cracked glass in the canopy, free for all animation straight to the top’s tip
Hair shaved, grown underground & clipped over & over ad infinitum, time to RIP

Hot takes from trouble hooks & lures that the river flowed by a carbon hot rod
Tush I looked below & above for no reason other than to generate a people god
Men, women, gods & illusions of extinction for air & ground, orbit's chaos key
Nothing lasts forever, be Nothing forever, hillariously yours I am #DictatorFree.

.by
r j j stephan, i
c. Dimanche, Septembre XV, MMXXIV Anno Domini # 1111 AMPST
{ Crafted out the Void while jammin’ @PITBULL concert on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/9H8tZ3vKM8U }

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

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@KidROCK #UpJumpedTheBoogie on FRIDAY THE XIIIIth #ScaredCatsAndDogsOnceBitten #DontEatFelinesFools M.A.S.H. FELIX THE CAT 8THMANDVD.COM

HEDGE DARKER ON THE EDGES, KEEP OUT BEWARE OF DOG 

There is nothing more stupid than hooking your hooks into cyberspace, be a fool

Poor kids & old ladies & old men who make the trip without the LSD or dead pool

Topless dancers in the Northern Tier down to the alligator Everglades, Love’s call

Not my call, yours or anyone’s, it’s all about one invisible God Love, evil is back.

Live spelled backward is the thing itself into the crazy fools up your hind end too

Fishin’ where the sun don’t shine hopin’ your battery fails & melts in infamy’s goo

Being nothing responsible for human behavior, random productive sea scum

Comin’ in two-by-two & sometimes skippin’ a beat doubling back for ad infinitum.

Seriously folks, you flow like the river from the mountains to the valleys of dolls

They’re young and they’re old, but they’re the species only hope to survive holes

In the atmosphere or deep in the ground, holes are deep and bottomless dead air

All in One dollop heap of matter that will burn pure energy to soot sooner or later.

Fisticuffs or wrestling with your & 208 bones keeping you up in nuclear arms

You’ve got the fusion and fission dialed in for the atoms, make them the farms

Of the men and mice evolved out of bacteria and viruses without a first cause

Last effect is supernova of a galaxy, the opposite of the Void collapse of toss.

Guns, roses, footballs, goalie nets, hockey sticks and wang dang doodles’ kids

All playing the games of life and death with the morons and idiots who overbid

For the needs & wants of little squirts & old geezers and departed old, tired lies

Born and raised on the bad side of Chicago, ma & pa didn’t know the bad guys.

Mirky milk from the mothers give the offspring notions & delusions of superiority

When they are mostly inferior examples of the species’ form and substance free

Of the Time and Space which we spend doing this & that before sleeping as dead

Every day, every night, you have no choice, fall asleep, you’ll be dead, in the bed.

It all sucked into the matrix without a lifesaver, nothing else but the shock & awe

On the left from the swords and rounds of fire from the guns, as above, below, so

Pig iron and steel to eliminate the threats coming to absolve you of belongings

Denied by idle threat of pain & suffering, termination, results of honeybee stings.

Hot pan-fried and delectable, the food is prepared as a meal for queens & kings

Everything from monk fruit, vegetables, meat, wine, beer, ale, whiskey sour things

All wasted in antibody and mind, nothing left but to exit the stage to the right end

All is empty and one and the same, in a finished game, final gasp, soul gets bent!

Worms comin’ out of the ground, out of the corpses, off of the fish trouble hooks

I read the words and pages of dead tree’s leaves full of ink spots and squiggles

Gleaned the things that past through and the things that will be coming through

Before I die, find out I’m already gone, it’s a matter of Time in Space, so, #BOO!

by

r j j stephan, i

c. Friday the 13th of September, 2024 Anno Domini @ 1111 PMPST

{ crafted while listening to John Cougar #CherryBomb in a loop link @ https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rUdbbC3Beo4&list=RD_U1u8-78fRo&index=3 & The Eagles #WastedTime link @ https://youtu.be/rUdbbC3Beo4?si=-Gno2ATcqflVFQPs }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?

You Got Fifteen Minutes Left . . . What Do YOU do? Git Git #FactChecker

Never forget about it

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IS YOU IN OR IS YOU OUT?

You know where to go and you know you'll never forget the day on nine one one, you watched

Hijacked plane on @FOX & @CNN showing me what I didn't know, I thought this meant W A R

I even went so far as to call up the Air Force recruiter to see if they needed me to back up TED

I was way too old, some were way to young to recall, some not even born to Mankind's horror.

Murky water used to be liquid helium, an accident from liquid hydrogen, a few electrons off it

Yet it's always better than nothing, it could be worse, you might not have ever been born, git git

You were, you exist at the mercy of Mother Earth, nothing personal, just a fact of life, Nothing

Zero, zippity zilch, nada & for certain, Absolute Emptiness, the hole in the circle with no bling.

Height of the sky is lower than the arpeggios comin' out of my horns & struttin' twelve strings

It's complicated beyond logic, it's above metalogic and crypto metaphysics, it's a put-on things

Albeit like my father Albert, his father & grandfather before them all, it's all done by the dorks

It's that thing itself that precedes the essence, the form of cellular adhesion to gluons & quarks.

You wouldn't let your daughter, sister or mother crawl in bed with a snake, you'd skin it clean

Of course, it'd be too late unless you sucked the poison out of the puncture wound's scheme

To animate your heart and soul with the nasty & obtuse for the world to consume like a bean

Refried or uncooked, it's the source of the living forms that turn up to the sun, as a plant's kin.

Turned you loose, you found out you had no tether in the first place, it was all in your mind

Cooked up, mixed up and consumed before the poison was recognized for that thing itself

Hated the loving disease that consumes healthy cells one by one until the end of your time

Hot fun in the city, hangin' loose in the country, drinkin' & smokin' the Earth charm, Fine!

You never heard this coming, your secret service was asleep & on permanent vacation, son

9 1 1 cry about it, remember it, never forget about it, never skip the annual terror that spun

One morning it began, Gulf War from deep in Hades, we got the bin Laden monkey chump

Vaporized the ghost of the spiderman in the cave, Ala, gods & the divine sparks ate him up.

Barrels of laughs with the full Tupperware bowls, throwing them like flying saucers on air

Turned into a Frisbee and got my mind off of throwin’ down yoyos and tops to spin there

Out here and deeper than brave men fear to go, there's the thing itself, all I am is what it is

Ignorant wisdom on the wane in the wake's coffin, I'll be surfin' hangin' ten, I'm bodacious.

Harder day's night than i remember from recent memories, stayed wide awake, no sleep

Performing the acts of kindness for the ones who could care less if your mind is too deep

Cannot believe or conceive a thing but the factoid on a message in a bottle or a tea cup

Bumphuq ain't in Egypt but if it was, we in that the desert where the bums phuq it all up.

Be prepared, cub scouts webelos taught me, boy scouts just tenderfoot, bear cub, lion cub

Jellybeans and peanut butter cups for everyone, you need handouts, this is the only rub

You have to pay by going to work at the club, the house of blues places where bands rock

Minimum wage & bonus if you Bounce (on call at the venue, if needed) 1000 buck mock.

Gods will to power is much more than you think, human extinction is close to nothing at all

It’s the ends of the being that created it all in the first place, before when it was a silent dot

Exploded to get right here & right now in your face, on the gridirons, the courts & diamonds

Every day, you play & some day once your finished with the games, it’s curtains my sons!

Taxes levied and the government charges the governed to govern them and their freedom

Weird but the way it is, it's the system of the ups & downs of Life, it is what it is for some

What type of form, species or genome are we, too human, 208 bones of ecstasy's tragedy

Only you know & I know, secret in a bottle opened at your last gasp, eyes wide open, GONE!

by

r j j stephan, i

c. 9 ONE ONE 9-11-MMXXIV Anno Domini @ 333 PMPST

{ Tricked this out of my Muse while listenin' to @ledZeppelin #TheLemonSong on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/8gWbKAcuzN8?si=wuoS4KIAqo-R4Aqx }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?