#FinkUniversityGraduate #PlayinThePlayers #SweetNirvana @FrankZappa & HOURS of #JoesGarageETC @FatsDomino #Josephine

 

4TH MONTH SWEET ZAPPA. NIRVANA'S WET COSMIK DEBRIS
In the center of the maelstrom, the whirling feeling you get is life being conceived to wit
Your origin and destination are one and the same, you and the rest of the DNA is caput
Nothing personal and it's an unintended consequence of a gravitational collapsing bang
Bigger than anything like King Kong or Godzilla, as big as you'd want a monster bogeyman.

Forever or just a flash in the pan, it's all one and the same thing, a genius and an idiot
Mated to become this thing that reads and writes as if it's a gift from gods in Valhalla
Zeus to Isis to Thor, Mercury to Mars and Venus, it's all a saga written while stoned cold
In any case, spells of the WORDs, cause April's showers, shadows of a hotty Cinderellas.

In the first place you begin in last place and try to accelerate to catch up with ma's daddy
Leaders changing like the wind blowing to four corners of a spherical, empty shell of caves
It's home though, the only place I've ever known, one I can recollect, 208 bones in a grave
A dream ended and the miracle is that It's really over when it's over, nothing remains to be.

Looked like a monkey, a chimp, an ape-god that looked all too human to scientific Time warps
Therefore, I must be what I am, what I look like even when blinded by hot harbor lights of a city
It's not fair to say anything so there's no reason to hold back, nothing is fair as well as bein' risky
Void in the music's rhythm & One & the Many in the beats, stanzas to melodic flats & sharps.

Out of the shadow, just a clump of matter usin' the century old water and air to metabolize Sun
A star in the middle of millions of miles of wideness from a galaxy to infinity, white dot of scum
From my lips to God's ears which is impossible yet if I can blow horns and beat drums, It Is Done
All over the tic toc and the hilarious comedy and tragedy of the faces in the Book, that was fun!

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r j j  stephan, i
c.  Saturday, April 17th, 2021 Anno Domini @ 3:33 PMPST
{  Complicated the enlightenment without a smile or a word on Being & Staying alive; listenin' to @RobinTrower #BridgeOfSighs (as I did back in 1975, thanks @Gerhardt_Glass, brother from another mother, thanks for your service to our great country!  #OORAH  }
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#AllmanBrothers #AndrewsSisters #StatesboroBlues & sheet...come on gramma, #LetUsRock ! Yeah ! #SweetCandyO (I Need You) @TheCars

ONE BY A HAIR, ROCKIN' 'TIL THE ALARM #WOKE ME, LOVE FOOL'S GOLD
Once my father told me he was kidding when I had always thought he was a fool's serious beats
Be a cub scout, a baseball player, a dancer, a scholar, a rock battle warrior to the boogie scrum
He launched me into the university's bachelor degree, in honor of his father who enlisted him
Into the anchors and waves of ultraviolet blue and infrared, where he resides in blues' rhythm.

Function of the good, the bad & ugly anthropomorph blown foghorns & beat eardrums ablast
Nothin better than above or below the melodies and monkey heartbeats, to feel it won't pass
Yet like a candle in the wind, although you didn't know it when you woke in fake morning dew
What you were & what you are isn't what you would soon be, like it or not, you gots to boogie!

Hounddog daughters flown in from Fairbanks from only God knows where, it's a party in here
Never in jail because the prisoners are in charge and the guards are their consciences, a kicker
Dreamin' in color once again where everybody is black and white, a clear skin spit curl twister
Dancin' to the beat, movin' two feet and droppin' the babies down on the ground, hey mister!

Did you see what I saw?  I saw the boogie, the bee double O, gee eye E!  My feet can't stop it
Twistin' toes tippin' & skippin' to the beats of strings, horns & drums, who cares if you're a fit
Dancin' around slippin' and slidin' to the mixes between sets, I'm the DJ of the notes of a siren
Apes' squaws and the slips and slides across pow wow dance floors make blood & a redskin.

I used to swing your bones around in circles on the floor until you didn't let me catch it, cool
That was a good time rockin' around the clock whether we liked it or not, it was over soon
Quick as guy named jack jumpin' over a lit candlestick, no reason for it just did it to be a fool
Shook and jumped up and down about 500 times every Friday night at the sock hop, aw cool!

Elite in common with the movement of the rock and roll, bones movin' the muscles' groove
Spun the yarn into a rat's nest of blown nitro glycerin, finger poppin', shoulder crackin' love
As if the boppin' up and down didn't do anything to your heart and soul, just keep it up there
Nothing matters to a perfect human, when you're dead nothing matters, y'all win by a hair!

by
r j j  stephan, i
c.  Friday shakin' the rocks April 16, 2021 Anno Domini
{  Drafted while fallin' up and jumpin' down to @TheAndrewsSisters #jOSEPHjOSEPH #BelMirBistDuSchon & HITS on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/Pf2of-0KjL8 }
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#DontLetHerRattleYou #EstherIsTheOne #CheckYourSix @Kenny_Chesney @ZZTop etAlSurprises

<3 #Senior Moment <3
SADDLE UP YOUR PONY, LET'S RACE IN THE 1/4 MILE
There must be a point to sitting at a bar when a guy walks in to tell a joke to a sober bartender
I never can guess the punch line and most of the time, the joke's on you not me, the undertaker
Embalmed in a box or ash in an urn or back into the duck soup of your Mama, earth's outrage
You can become the least likely to survive at the success in the concrete jungle, a steel cage.

Figured out the deal with the whole shebang & I got to One End just like y'all will, love hot sin
Sun, moon, planets, dark stars, red giants, white dwarves, google It & see Thor's atomic fizzin'
Forms and the matter which comprises the form, the shape of animated mass, I'll get ahead
All or Nothing can stop death, being the Ends for all of Life, regardless of shape, God is dead.

Don't mark my words since none of them are my own, I'm on borrowed time with the Truth
To let you and I into the Void while we're alive and well is impossible so don't go all forsoothe
In and out with the burgers and the wasteland back to which they've come, grain I used to sire
Not to mention the raw or burnt sea and land animated forms, evolved out of the muck's mire.

I thanked my mother and father for originating my being in this form, here, now eyes wide open
Laid all of my 208 bone life down on the line when I crossed it, found nothing but empty ZaZen
Fine and invisible to the sensation in any of the six senses, angels above, so below what I am, so
Cooked or frozen cold raw, brittle & ready to become the shattered rock diamond, Let's Blow!

Over purple plains' blue grass to the red dirt of Sierra Nevada's fool's gold dust veins, Hangtown
It's all you get for jumpin' claims or claimin' that you have priority one over the hobo god clown
Old timer, bearded & loaded down with camp gear & a shovel to dig dusty dirt, Eureka's dames
A fool for the black stockings of the Coloma and Georgetown girls, workin' the taverns & claims.

by
r j j  stephan, i
c.  Vendredi, April 16th, 2021 Anno Domini @ 9:11 AMPST
{  Drafted while jammin' to @ZZTop #Deguello (1979) on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/PiSF7IMUTZM }
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