#Branded #Untarnished #ChicagoDeeplyWithinLakeMichigan

DO NOT WORRY

Some stones were thrown, a lot of sticks hurt my bones, but names didn’t hurt my ego
It was so tiny that whatever the ego was at conception, it was as I fell down in The Hole
Didn’t want to fall, I was pushed out of the womb, on the way to the cold tomb I’ll know
Imploding the explosion of the Super Nova that nobody on Earth will ever see comin’, so?

Who gives a hoot? If you do care then you’ll be automatically and systematically stacked
Fertilized from organs left over from the origin of the solar system’s galaxy in this dirty pit
One, a concept of linguistic certainty in the face of conscious realization that we’re jacked
All you have is what’s between your ears & below your skull, clothes optional as decrepit.

Today will end just like yesterday & tomorrow, every day is like that, Earth wobbles in orbit
Not for me to entertain myself with the mirth of ignorance surrounding stratospheric scat
Infinity rich calculus’ trigonometric geometry and complicated, a less advanced isorhythm
All in a hodge-podge ball of confusion, a mental case of irrational, blind faith beliefs in Him.

Father of Life on Mo’ Earth can’t be contained in a secret society’s history, forest thru trees
Look at the shadows cast upon the wall of the empty, dark cave & believe you see the light
You’re blinded, we’re blinded, nobody gets to see what happens post-mortem, am I right?
You’re not a mortician but you’ve seen photos & playing dead in movies and magic stories.

Function from the First Cause is understood to be a gift from God, an atheist accidental hit
Of heavenly bodies roving in a dance around the ring, it goes around the rosier posy’s chit
Grind up the cocoa nuts, make your grandma & grandpa happy to be your kin, it’s Time Up
You know what you think privately, it cannot be unknown once you get a foot in the stirrup.

Once you’re in the saddle, ride away into the sunset, hat’s off to the end of the world’s pie
Ate a red apple old mama when you knew it was forbidden, murdered your descendent kin
You ate the power, seeds were within the fruit, the tree grew from the buried, gnarled roots
Your godsons murdered one another, bada boom here now, far away from stupid’s boots.

My oh my, young men and women will fight and die for the idiots and morons who rule IT
Who will survive deployment of the innocent to annihilate one another for the bull’s chit
Nobody anywhere below the top of the heap of skulls controls living life, it’s all over, caput
Oven baked, stove-top stuffed, animal dead to eat the thing’s form & recycle it into a shoot.

That’s it? This is it; heaven & hell’s optional for nothing that survives corpus dillecti skin
Certain as death is, if alive, certain to shoot the messenger because you don’t like bums
It ain’t my own fault, it ain’t your fault either, it’s all accidental cosmic collisions of atom
Desire is not what is needed, the need is to bleed & get crucified for your egregious sin.

Filling in blanks for you & I so that I can continue rolling along the latitude & longitude
There is a multiple choice to answer every question but only One answer is Soul Food
Plants and animals devoured daily only if lucky, hunting for bloody meat in - out a door
Undertaken to the underground, broken or in perfect form/shape, hide the stench odor.

Big time in a small space, circle around the teacher, this will be on tomorrow’s final exam
Tiny ant-like size, you were smaller, nobody stepped on you or poisoned you, oh, go dam
It was naturally a miscarriage or a self-induced abortion, changing human history forever
Mined fool’s gold, diamonds, rubies & sapphires for God, all fueled UFO’s under pressure.

Wanting nothing and getting all I deserve, I deserve nothing at all but I buy low & sell high
As above and so it is below, authoritarian leaders attacking freedom of speech & cherry pie
Cut down the cherry tree man, I needed the wood to make some furniture to sit on at night
Too many memories to forget about all of them & I quote, “Forget nothing MF, let’s fight!”

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r j j  stephan, i

c.  Vendredi, 7-14-2023 Anno Domini @ 711 AMPST

{ Tricked out of the matrix this AM, ready for Chicago Bears, Bulls, Blackhawks, as above, so below jammin’ to #Wavelength CD @VanMorrison link @ https://youtu.be/SThHPgmRsi0 }

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Blown Air Dead Air Raid In The Underground - #BluesOutPurpleHazing #HelloJosephine #BluesWay #SCATological

PULL, BANG! *

So, this is it then? This is the last life I’ll get to live on dirt & rocks afoot of the steep cliffs
You will jump off of cliffs for them when it’s your time, not literally of course, turn to stiffs
High or low in the heat of days & nights, where Earth bakes into an arid desert of star dirt
Infantile mind born & raised alone on sand dunes & in jungles on the bottom getting’ hurt.

Some folks are my kin and some aren’t, but those folks are the kin of others dead & alive
Beautification of the stealth objects I take for granted because I can’t see through a wall
If I could, I would but I can’t therefore, I am the basketball bound to rebound every miss
I will move into your front room onto your sofa, to surf it unless I need foo to fight a kiss.

Clay pigeons get flyin’ so high and fast that nobody sees them any longer, they’re way gone
Dependents depend on Depends for the far away look in old humans’ eyes, I’m on the phone
Get back to you later about the system flushing away stank, refuse, trash & garbage to a dump
Seriously or not, even pretending to be serious about trivia appearing in the Void, kill the ump.

Around the bases, around the blocks, around the world in 80 days of floating, drifting a lure, dig?
Continuing upon the timeline of true lies that you’ll repeat ad infinitum, mighty, mighty spades
Dreamin’ you’re wide awake now, you can walk & chew gum at the same time, sharpening fades
Time on your side soon to be behind you in the rear-view mirrors, then like a rocket, soul gets big.

Pull out before the injection of living protoplasm so that the yin & the yang remain One, only one
Prime for time, a place for space, animate the DNA to allow your mother to fire you out a popgun
Eight miles above the low sandy beaches, there’s Nothing, don’t look, it’s enlightening but stop it
Neither y’all nor anyone can stop programmed #ET spin, y’all die as I will, God-scat's the @AI s#it!

Will the #AI discover the #Failsafe codes and fill in the blanks of launch codes to cause extinction
Efficiency of the planet is an accidental collision of astral smithereens keeping up the mortal sin
Collapse with me or without me, nothing matters to Nothing at all, no good, bad or mug ugliness
Beautiful form of Barbie & Ken Life, attracts aliens, we eat the beautiful & ugly, predators confess!

You saw the zoo, the zoo saw you and then you launched into the field of dreams you see awake
Words to mean signs of the Time, here and now when you see & hear reality, you know it’s fake
All of it a mirage, a fake faded pass to no receiver who ever lined up at the line of scrimmage, aye
Life, death, floatin’ in space with saints, angels & one devil & it’s why they call it the By-And-Bye!

 

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r j j  stephan, i    

 

c.  July XIIIth, MMXXIII Anno Domini @ 222 PMPST

*9 dash lines bowing lowdown
{ Cracked this jazz out while stock market skyrockets, while jammin’ to #Cocaine #ClaptonLIVE https://youtu.be/F-YOTJoKz_o }

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W.W.A.R.D.?

#TheMightyTemptations #TheRollingStones #TowerOfPower #CurtisMayfield #Madonna #AnnieLennox @Nickleback @SamHunt

SYCOPHANTIC PSYCHO-SOCIAL EVOLUTION

Mighty, mighty spade & whitey flowin up and down rivers to the equator, I resemble that remark
Inside of things themselves that I can’t see, a core of nothingness without being anything is stark
All is finished when you get swallowed by the python, it’ll digest you on the way down to the park
Reason and logic disappear as the LSD trips and the HCL acid flows head to toe, this turns so dark.

Whose fault is it? Who’ll take the blame’s responsibility for random acts of chaotic unconsciousness
“WHO”? That’s what it sounds like at night as invisible things grow out of dirty rocks of a water hole
Nothing but a bunch of yellow eyes in the distance, far, far away from a place in Space where I must
Believe you or your 208 bones have a destination other than six feet underneath dirty, burnt stardust.

Punks are smug because they’re ignorant of the facts of life they got lucky to experience, here, now
It will be over sooner than later, daughters tell your sons, they won’t believe fathers, take a low bow
You & I run the monkeys and the bulls together, only the strong survive for a while, all of ‘em will go
On to the Great Beyond, larger than our sun, the closest star, smaller than a neutron of atomic Blow.

Grounded to rest in peace or woke in war, I am adapted to morons & idiots who repeat ad infinitum
Much ado about everything in your blinded sides, don’t pay attention, it’s your mistakes that kill ‘em
Killers are the creators, come on man, y’all can’t be blinded by the clear light forever, Wake TFU y’all
I can’t & won’t be transmitting data twice, it’s a one-time Charlie, it will self-destruct in ten seconds.

Cancer means cellular data replication is mutated by either recombination of recessive genes or luck
Fear of fear itself will shock infants to elders without defense from the predators who kill for fun food
You & I would never do that even if there was no choice, we’d choose crucifixion death for bad blood
Oh, WTF, that’s despair, I can’t talk about killing God on Earth, rock motion to hasten the Singularity.

Think without being safe from predators & you either live or die depending on your most fit defense
With no mother’s teat-lactose, only a formula without your mother and father, a petri dish, womb less
Or more if appropriate, dig holes to bury the dead & way gone, allow the flesh to return to the red dirt
Rocks jagged & smooth, roll away but always return, you can see the back of your own head & shirt.

Buy & sell, high and low without any thought of being alive the next moment or day, week or annuals
You can’t believe anything if you are a septic, it’s impossible to drink waste-water without chemicals
Inside what is outside of each one of us, including Neo-Marxists, idiotic morons, Earth inhabitants
Cast no aspersions, just the facts headed your way, don’t worry & be happy, as we all die like ants.

Sponges soak up the wetness until the universe dries up and disappears into thin air, empty Space
Common idiots move you on the radio and the TV, no matter how it flies, you will pay the full price
Fill her up the fuel-gas hole that leads to the storage tank, fire in the hole kept away from all octanes
Seeds, stalks, leaf, flower, smoke & edible consumables, killer bees & red ants all over lion’s manes.

Loathe the “unknown” X that nobody can prepare for, it comes every time, in every case
Nobody has any rights or privileges in that occult place, spells of purple magic in your face
Fake belief is suspended for a moment in Time, conclusion can be reached before we all die
It may not be too late, but you may not have much longer to complete the mission, no lie.

Stoned junkies tryin’ to jaywalk alone on the tenth avenue, nobody give a flick of the switches
If you could, you would but you can’t, so you won’t, it’s the puppies’ souls, litter of the bitches
Dead set & burned or buried, if you think the Form matters to God, you’re wrong as a sea witch
Battle murders until the war ends and then it repeats ad infinitum, population control fast pitch.

Around the bend of the mountain, the tracks show the only way to get to the In & the Out of It
Mummies in crypts or coffins or ashes in urns, Davey Jones locker for the rest, every bit o’ honey
Dead and an optional memory left over in the lexicon for recollection in another millennial skit
Players acting as if they’re immortal when it’s the opposite, they die 1st thru 7th, sons of Sonny.

Bombs away from bad guys, no evil can arise we’ll call it extinction of Mankind, failure, good sons
In the cryptocurrency there is no silver or gold, idiots and morons trained by mothers’ inventions
Never right, seldom wrong, the things that exist won’t live during the sun’s ex-implosion in a hole
Black or white holes make the difference, one is a hill goin’ up & the other one’s goin’ down slow.

Hearts and the bodies of the species-rich seven continents of Earth have no hope in a cluster bomb
Every square centimeter gets the metal through its nucleus, every red & white blood cell, no tomb
Annihilated from the matrix & surface of burnt ash, the oceans flow and ebb to the redskin beats
Beast is evil but so are insects and bacteria, entering our living cells’ verve to eat its own defeats.

Sycophant social club cheering for the other side to beat us all, take my property & deter survival
High or low, you are the missiles full of TNT & the motherlode of systems to the wild in the corral
If you don’t keep power in line, you will probably lose what meager amount you possess, it’s Life
People, culture cancelling extinction is invisible, it’s occult magic, atomic fission and fusion strife.

Dead & gone, back there again, alpha and omega on the timeline, Future to Past of a Presence
High or low, hard or soft, living in the material world with the material girls is what I like, so nice
Chantilly lace, pretty face, wiggle in the walk, makin’ our world go ‘round when it’s a dream sense
Afterward when the preface has been presented for your edification, only then, roll the ol’ dice.

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r j j stephan, i
c. Mercredi, July XIIth, MMXXIII Anno Domini @ 111 PMPST
{ Drafted while jammin’ to #CantYouHearMeKnockin @TheRollingStones link @ https://youtu.be/3fa4HUiFJ6c }
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