#TookAStandOnMyKnees #PickedUpLifeInTheSticks #SlimShady #EMINEM #TalkinSmack #FWordsMoveGods

REDUCTION OF PROPOSITIONAL LOGIC, PICASSO PEASANTS ASLEEP IN THE #916

In One Word of primate's face vibe, fuel crazy get stuck in a moment, Time's air mixed in grease

Not the same as trippin' the Pacific Coast with mama totin' heat, just 'cause it's all wars & peace

Above and below the thing you think with, there's nothing more than empty Space's killin' kids

Never listen, keep up with the feeling of being so #WOKE that you can't open eleven finger lids.

Busted window panes, lies never really ever broke into smithereens, One with cosmic egg rings

Orphaned by mama who died givin' birth to my papa's germ, worm moved into a song she sings

High notes in low places to echo the sons of the beaches & their fool's philosophical blue school

In prima donna mode, mad chokin' on nowhere to go, hard to be unknown, blow yo mama fool!

Try and try again, A-bombs a fool's errand to do a favor for lunatics & idiots born to sons of B's

It's not their fault of course, still holding them responsible for 7 LSD sins of their father's kisses

From the mountains or the caves, farms, ranches or major metropolitan, suburban wannabees

Performing on the stage, the curtain goes up and down, ad infinitum, it's the way it is, whisper.

Who is all agog with the awareness you lost upon being born into the light, from darkness cum

Al and Tree did the thing, you know the thing and boop there it is, they called it "ME" god's dam

Didn't wanna be a wannabee but here I am, all that I am, what I know, you don't know like I do

Punks, bums and junkies gave up after grade eight of school, watched how to fail at Earth blow.

Patience for the doctors' and nurses' patients who get sick and die just because life ends, it dies

Crawling on the counter a bug dies, walkin' in my shoes I'm gonna die, so I go barefootin' in lies

Pretending that anything at all is eternal other than the infinite space that contains the Cosmos

Can't see Holy Stars in blazing daylight, blind & buried honey, you & I know a raving God blows!

After birth and after death, appearances of the pullover christian athiests disappear in thin air

Below the wasted star-stuff, Earth's rocks & dirt, leftover supernovae Truth shatter of longhair

It grew out of the skin, grew back into clearskin as if there was a way to hide from blown brutes

Simple rebel hellions, murder click, click, boom disaster of the master, kids die with funky roots!

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r j j  stephan, i

c.  Samedhi, September XXVth, MMXXI Anno Domino @ 11:11 AMPST

{ Drafted this #MissileLauncher while listenin' tot he mighty @EMINEM #MENIME #BESTof 2021 link @ https://youtu.be/8ZtNPKBN4tc }

FINIS

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#BurntBridges #MiddleOfNowhere #NoMoreRunning #JimDandyToTheRescue #LaverneGlennAndBlackOakArkansas

A PRETEND SOUL SEARCH, GROWIN' UP BEIN' A COWBOY'S HERO

Unconnected in the middle of the whining and woke, dreamin' that living is like a dying lover

Gotta go when it's our times, it makes no difference in the end, a lapse into rigor mortis' over

Monkeys with 208 bones just like the idiots with 208 bones, go to England, France or ESPana

Why you want to come to the USA?  It's the best in the world, ask English, French & Spanish.

Marking the clear with indelible ink from the octopi al out of Indian ink, American or a Hindu

It ain't my fault that you require a scapegoat to blame for your father and mother being blue

Leaving you in the middle of nowhere, here and now, to look around the room for guided scat

There's little or none on the road to perdition, it will lie like a rug, a Persian flying shag carpet.

Chanting or singing in darkness' camps & dead campfires under stars, deep, sad heart of Texas

Riding by a river, over to the bayou after hangin' on the corner of a bordered up whore house

Ghosts in machines runnin' the show, cut loose from abandoned children's guilty consciences

Beyond the evil of the good, bad and ugly, it's just you and me left over & it all makes sense. 

Time's comin' down the road, just like my daddy told me it was gonna be, easy at the ending

Hard as hell from the teenager, young parent, old parent, retired 208 bones of silk and satin

Big train rolls in my mind up to the shore of being the awakened soul, lost, sought and found

As if it was never supposed to be but the Time would come, it had to, my Time ain't no more.

Above and below, inside and outside from being in the middle of the ups & downs, rollin' pine

Mink stoles & cool parkas with wolf fur lining the hood, in the Hood of flossed, holy  32 teeth

Behind a mask, there's nothing but viral air to pull into a matrix, lost DNA, God's nobody's son

Drop dead gorgeous in my body bag, smokey reflection of all of our muddy honey reflection!

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r j j  stephan, i

c.  Vendredi, September XXIVth, MMXXI Anno Domini @ 1:11 PMPST

{ #StiffUpperLip @ACDC for the inspiration, my simple mind blew this out while listenin' to @GlennFrey #EndOfTheInnocence in a loop, link @ https://youtu.be/GFdpGwuku80 }

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#ConfusionContusion #CountingInfiniteCrows #BorderPatrolHeroes #MedalsOfHonor

BURY A 93.1 SNARK, DEEP DIVE TO TIGHTEN UP SKIP'S DIPS

Muscles used until they're eaten or shat or burned up in a vehicular flaumbet, a blow

I walked right into the lion's den knowing that I stunk like cat food, a fake feline roast

Least I think that was me, it was my empty soul of infrared intranet intercourse toast

Random Rando brand of a human being, may not be a fully vetted mosquito do-si-do.

Charged ahead, put it on a morgue slab I can't repay, never catch myself lovin' at 1 zen

Yet it's all I know, all of what I see ahead and behind by a periferal vision behind 4 walls

I see the back of my head, my long haiku of the imbeciles goes 5 then 7 then 5 AGAIN

Flipped over right on the surface of the indian chiefs headdress of eagles, got the bawls.

Before the olden days when old men didn't wear blue jeans with bell bottoms in fade

Mimicking for what it's worth, givin' it all you got if you get half a chance to get so laid

Important substance is leaking out of the ozone layer of empty air, high in Dutch fudge

Will to survive the attempts at suicide and homicide crowding out the Space's nudge.

Mighty mice & men without experience of moving about in an outer limit of the kids

Being the billion deposits of random, rowdy DNA swingin' dicks & ova boomin' tweaks

With or without me it was always going to happen just like this, 1 more hits the skids

Don't need anything but the hard and soft of the roll rockin', swamps to snow peaks.

It's not the origin or the destination that's as important as a journey from a toy dojo

Drama playin' hit me & I'll hit you back, block me, block you, fool's actin' like the dick

Dumb luck of being in the right place at the right time, tricks' treats will get you so sick

In or out of the costumes to cover the naked bones walkin' & drivin' 'round the metro.

Hags and trolls all paired up for the ilk to reject the principles & apostasy's Dr. Rhetoric

You got a right only if you're allowed the permission to reatain that blind COVid19 bat

Tongue hung out parched into the cheek, swipin' the bone-dry, root-covered slapstick

As if it's got a mind of it's own, ethics & morality a function of l, imaginary ego, bullscat.

What is worse than the best of the best?  Listen to the sirens sing their song of the sea

Far, far away from this spinnin' wobble rock, I hate the love of the stench of God's blow

Too far gone to ever get back to a point of no return, one dog don't hunt no more, see?

Moved, rock matter from first to last frame, smooth black silk, mellow as yellow snow.

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r j j  stephan, i

c.  Jeudi, September 23rd, 2021 A.D. @ 12:12 PMPST  #StupidIdiotReadTeaLeaves

{ No comin' back after I took a sip my Black Jack Daniels, then shot six shots down the hatch, ain't #Woke, you may be therefore, I leave you #RoundHere from #AugustAndEverythingAfter with @CountingCrows https://youtu.be/SAe3sCIakXo }

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W.W.A.R.D.?