#EyesFliesAndLiesAboutPies 3.14 #HighFortuneSonny #BidenHidin' & #KamelaRidin'

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INTERESTING, I AM NOT

Hey man, there's blood in the water gato, you know it's invisible

Knowledge and wisdom without the application is a burst bubble

Perfection and the dissolution of the thing without a flaw, it's you

Me and the rest of us are just here, amigo, you're one of many too.

Form and shape of bent Time and Space, showdown's at sundown

Free will is denied, exact regulation of the flow is heaven's blown

Jobs performed or fleed from when it all came down to brass tacks

It hurts to be denied the attention you believe you deserve, blacks.

Browns, yellows, reds, blues played from dark 'til 3 AM predawn

Ready for bed, a pillow for my head & the dream of the pretender

Hoping and thinking that hope provides the things, will do you in

Better have the will handy, without it, they'll burn you in hot fire.

Not incinerted for any small reason, it's to deter the bugs & rats

The dead meat provided by life & death is all they get too, all cats

Dogs too, humanity's best friends which eat & lie where they shat

Nothing they can do, we put the diapers on the babies, then a hat.

Send them off to strangers to learn in schools & churchs, oh my

It could have been worse if there was still a closed herd, extinct

Yet we've survived because we're accidentally too fit to be shat

In holes in the ground, in sewers underground, a divinity's sigh.

Quality and the quantity of atoms in the Void, that's Life babies

Idiots, morons and genii come out of the glass & plastic botttles

Granting as many wishes as you may choose, up to the Inifinite

Beyond Nothing, a singularity to shrink your atoms into a byte.

Cyberfunk's 1's & 0's in equations, calculus' trigonometry sign

Only you know what I know, being one and the same thing too

It's a wordless, secret code that only dead men & women know

I can't tell you why but I'm One who knows of God's low blow.

Common men got the word up, they go from Goo Goo to phuq u

Other than that, teenagers got the tickets for survival, fired souls

X used the interior of the outside whereever it was, ain't there now

I see something but it vanishes in darkness with my hippy glow.

Creeks full of the wasted days & nights of the snakes & pirranahs

Only you know the Truth is similiar to a lie only you don't know it

Figure it out once you've passed out & on to the answer of death

Without life like your dead friends & ancestors, Die to be Dead.

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r j j  stephan, i

c.  Lundi, 9-23-2024 AD @ 911 PMMST

{ Created out of Nothing, left over something while listenin' to @TheRamones #HITS on youTube link @ https://x.com/i/status/1838262104132075522 }

@Caitlin_Clark is RIPPIN' #WORDUP @KORN #DEADSCAT #BeerForMyHorses #JusticeFound #SaddleUpForTheVictoryTune #LoneRangers #GratefulDEAD

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NOW YOU'VE GOT IT, SHOOTIN' DEMIGODs' BAWLS

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I wouldn’t have shat you if you weren’t my most favorite turd of the recycled pile

It’s complicated and simple at one and the same time in space, matter & form file

In a straight or crooked line, either way you get to the end & it’s only to begin again

Like it or not, amazing things happened after the Big Bang, God, Mankind & the Sin.

Complicated to be guilty for the nature of the being, created out of random, bay mud

Nobody gets out of the pincushion alive with the spirit they inherited from the blood

DNA all over the stage, shared with the minions who eat & shyt at will, free will too

Smelling like putrid barf & the stuff that got stuck in a hole without any air, shyt stew.

For what it’s worth, the bitter ends justify the unacceptable means, it’s extinction fun

You come and you go, it’s not only you, it’s an edifying universal idea of oneness’ sons

Who mill daughters into the mold we see, hear, touch, smell & feel in utero’s vacuum

They all come and go in a hundred years, much less or a little bit more, into the scrum.

It’s all about the billing, what you pay for what you get, it’s the whole shebang deal

Beginning with zip & zilch, accumulation of Gold is the freeborn nature of dead-meat

Innocence and the guilt is mind-implanted by the minions who run all numbers down

Millions to One ain’t a fair match but the One always ends in victory, one mind blown.

Blood and the tears come leakin’ out the pores until the point is made, transit the void

Put yourself in Beelzebub’s place for a moment in Time, the Past animates Future shock

In a squeak it all finalizes the deal, gasp because it’s incredible, when you die, it’s all over

Nothing like any heaven or hell promised to the faithful minions, buried or burned lovers.

Of this story about the beings who inhabit the Earth grounds, the origin of species’ groin

All about the orgasmic turpitude granted by the powers that be, not us, flip a dime coin

Heads or tails, it will always be either one or the other, no other possibility is the Known

All or Nothing, categorical imperative of a First Cause, “1” unmoved mover cover blown.

Think this way, Earth dissolves as salty NaCl in wet H2O, you weren’t here pre-birth at all

Some folks climaxed into the fertilization of an egg with the dynamic Cause of Life, a bawl

In the south of the States, all the dixie girls & boys call it the spice of life, cookin’ kid-oven

Hot, a hundred degrees, fed by the machine to thrive & expire when Space & Time collide.

Wait a minute or two before you decide what to do, let the idea become for real, it’s moot

A point that can’t be made with your silence, got to speak up and allow the voice to boot

It is as it is above this dirty plane, atoms dissolving into a Singularity’s collapse upon soot

Monkeys aping Koala bears all drank the Kool-Aid, now it’s then, all too human, God’s afoot.

In a tavern at the bar on a barstool chit-chatting with the tender, closed spot, system’s down

Full stop with a full house that can only be beat by 4 deuces or any foursome of a cool clown

All in the pot with my call & raise, I have nothing left but the best hand at the table’s content

Winning isn’t everything, it’s the only thing, it’s a Raiders principle that got the airmail sent.

Passing, rushing, intercepting, blocking the opponent progress into oblivion, just to win baby

It’s the only thing that matters, losers never prosper but they die like the rest, a bird & a bee

Prisoners of love and hate, stealing what others earned a la blood, sweat and crocodile tears

Hocked the stuffed animals, cupie dolls & the compartments they lease, extinction God fears.

Homers and homies get the gist of the problem, it’s all about us, we are the Ones who thrive

Or we die in pain or in surprised accidents when you aren’t paying close attention, you dive

From the top of mountains to the bottom of the sea, turns clear to unlit caves of the hu-men

Flight without wings, burrow without the digs, ho-hum, AUM, it’s the thing I am, divine ZEN.

Kites fly, all too human species ends the turmoil, it’s the dissolution of the DNA adaption

We have run the course from zygote to corpse, it is what it is, what it was & will be, a sun

A burning ball of gas, making memories of days and nights flow until a final blink’s done

You know nothing, I can guess the rest as well as you, eyes wide-open, it is me, I am One.

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r j j stephan, i

c. Dimanche, September XXII, MMXXIV Anno Domini @ 666 AMPST

{ Highly unlikely to be read by anybody, the beans are the fruit & I am the toot, blew this one out of the Cosmic Dust while jammin’ to @LynyrdSkynrdsInnards on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/-qlzg5_hCXo hence, #TurnItUp }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?

GUESSIN' THE FINAL RESTING #ABSOLUTEPERFECTION #TerrestrialInsultsOfUFOs & #EightHoursOfWhiskeyBlues #CacheForCASHcon

GODDESSES PLAYING GOD

In no uncertainty principle ever imagined has there ever been an archangel

As if there ever were any winged beings without any atomic matter of Hell

Complicated simple mind you’ve acquired through the edification of Psyche

Nobody you know is inside your mental awareness, stick a finger in the dyke.

I’m artificially intelligent, intellectually dishonest on a regular basis, put-ons

Staged in every head, in every language, whether orphaned or deep fake fun

You and I will blow your families socks off, just pay them off with bitcoin cons

Which way is up and where’s the next wall to run into, dead meat’s well done.

Punks subtracted and multiplied by the great divide’s addition to the subset

It’s a quantity & range of quality from trash to diamonds & gold without debt

Beginning zygote to the corpse, give me a break, convolute the amazing spirit

It came before me & will be here once again, forever without end, this is all It.

Deduced conclusions ala rational inductions you’ll assume with no choice

It’s the lovers vs. the haters, One is all and Many is some of the girls & boys

To a Time from shadows, darkness silhouetted by blazing, fusion & fission

Void is omnipotent obliteration of all atoms into species’ hyper extinction.

As above, so below means, there’s nothing at all anywhere in eyesight’s see

Call me when you get the urge, number’s unlisted and that’s what it is to be

Crying won’t help you become nimbler at incorporating data bytes, git, Git!

You’ve got to acknowledge your vulgar hunger for It, the Truth as we know it.

Listen carefully to every word I’m going to say, it’s verbatim from a good book

Complicating the cancellation of this thing called Life on Earth, it’s annihilation

Word up, it’s foretold for the ones who emit the photons of haters & dreamers

One becomes the too Many, recede from the stars & enter Black Hole trousers.

Pumping up the power in the empty goat bladder, turn the bounce into a @Wilson

Balls of the Base, the Basket, the Course, the Court & Field & into the blazin’ sun

Mothers of the inventions which both came & went in a wisp of blown north wind

Guys turn the gals who married the mothers of grandfathers they won’t rescind.

Petting zoo, inside of a female blouse in every culture, Way to the species’ survival

All about the mammary glands man, even if you don’t blossom, pregnancy will do

Gitter done dawn until dusk, with a favorite One who needs to replicate the crew

You better shop around too, you need to eliminate the chaffe & keep it aqua blue.

Perks and the penalties are humungous but sometimes Scat happens & we pivot

From the no place you were going to go changed from the place you’ve arrived at

It may be fair or foul when you’re playin’ ball of any sort, the rules are sacrosanct

If you forget the rule & violate spirit of “Man” regulation, you will still be spanked.

Hairy Harry was hot before he turned stoned cold, a cadaver stiff upon a steel slab

It’s why you followed the dots on the page, tracing from One to one eleven on a tab

Kicking balls, throwing & slapping the sticks and stones with all my might, a put-on

For the masses of the people who never open their eyes, I offer the clear light’s gun.

Shot down in flames, as the planes and jets often do, enemies annihilate the hero

It’s the way of the world, it’s narrow & untraveled by most, to get the reward’s glow

Cash, diamonds, gold, land from the mountains to the open sea, border czar funk

Up in my grill, makin’ me blow scorched chunks, all too human, word salad bunk.

Not our fault, the mud & blood mixed with the beer, caused our DNA to bloviate

High or low, the catch phrases and non-sequiturs are my forte, #TheyreGrrrrraeatt!

Caught in the crossfire, not aiming for me but the bull’s eye behind my striped tail

Here & now, heretofore, forthwith the band, the groupies light my fire, it is my pall.

Last gasp, mouth agape, eyes seeing everything & everyone, but they think, I died

I could care less since I would be there for no more than another blink, I’d be fried

On a chemical mixture that mixes with the acid within the membrane, I get so high

Looking up and all around, all matter is all gone, I’m left without a piece of 3.14 pi.

I’ll buy Ferrari if you don’t care to keep the form & function of the Stock’s pig iron

Willing to fly over a hundred miles per hour in one hour, etcetera, etcetera, etcetera

Candy, love, sex as the trilogy keeps the DNA pure for the multiplication of the Rock

Earth’s Space, dust in the wind carries a promise, WTF is #What, the Herd’s a flock.

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r j j stephan, i

c. Samedhi, 9-Twenty-One-MMXXIV A.D.

{ Drafted while jammin’ to the song by @Dave_Mason called:  #OnlyYouKnowAndIKnow on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/Cn0tnfv0KCc?si=meLelqyawygEkemI & DelaneyAndBonnie link @https://youtu.be/ecTQjNwYUss?si=0WLBC33Y6kB4nzPP }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D?