#GODZILLA vs #KingKong

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"HEY BABY, I'M TALKIN' TO YOU," THERE IS NO PLAN ‘B’

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For the last 24/7 time, if I’m not mistaken, there’s a breach in the China panda

Another hole in the foreskin of the life inseminator we call The Mother, Earth

Never invisible, always connected to the feeling of the magnetism from birth

Yet still grounded in the divine being, never seen, rumored to be propaganda.

To control the masses, the rulers cannot be kings when slaves know they’re slaves

Words taught to the children of the paupers who will pay for the princes & knaves

Ones with the power to enslave, to imprison, to effectively hold the Tongue of Man

Linguistically certain Nothing’s neither above nor below Earth, forget about it then.

Minks are animals too yet trapped for the fur to wrap around the female naked neck

To look like an animal would love to wrap around your shoulders and your sway back

Fox trapped for the hair of the tail to be gripped by it’s own useful idiot’s design, Jack

What happened between the big bang & this present moment of today, aww, heck!

Notion of this magic potion that got drunk with the Cajuns down in the bayou, a myth

Miss Marie LaBeau had a lot to do with the craft that causes the effect, it’s magic shyt

So far, so good whether you’re blind, deaf & clueless or an astute student athlete’s kid

If you’re alive, you’re gonna die, you yourself eat the dead things to stay alive, as I did.

But the end of Time, your time & mine, is the bitter ending of the fairy tale of Grimm

Your kids would be frightened but you’re a grown human, boys & girls no more, I’m in

For the long-haul is no chore for the faint of heart, sleepy & dopey don’t come along

Wide awake, 24/7 if necessary ‘til the brain malfunctions & the switch goes, “Gong!”

A frequency of the wavelength is low or high dementia, try to forget the malevolence

Your conception, gestation, nativity, maturity, ending sweetness of the mama’s voice

Abused babies, children of the children who got conceived without permission, rapin’

Bad and nasty human men from every continent on the planet, created all by divine.

Of course, the creator isn’t responsible for the creation, given free will responsible

Just sit back on the invisible throne y’all, the ancestors existence, a vacuum of Void

Absorbed into the whole shebang, like it or not, sing a song and whistle a loony tune

Bumped off of the log, where the sisters used to say that I sat, like a ready to leapfrog.

Buddies and their bodies I stepped over, less than six feet under the grounded bed

Fork got stuck in it because it was all done, came out of the ending of the story, dead

Bowed heads lookin’ down to see me gone, I ain’t there, I’m everywhere I am, a HOLE

Done in the middle, toothpick came out dry and it’s baked, frosting flowin’ in my soul.

Pretender I was & now I know, it’s all smoke and mirrors for the scaredy cats havin’ fun

Memory of the moments that fluttered a bit & then served up the apple strudel shell

Eve ate the whole apple and didn’t even give me one byte, I’m down in bad mood hell

24/7 asleep or awake, Earth wobbles, spins & revolves about ONE, my son, it’s the Sun.

Musical notes and chairs expressing the ineffable secrets that nobody wrote on a wall

No tablets of stone or clay, no scratches on cave basalt dirt, burned into the mind’s fall

Baked & trippin’ to keep the dream alive, it’s not an option for a corpse to walk, my son

You love him more than me? Oh, please, lie to me, you know I’m the One, no question.

Battling this war ad infinitum, yourself & everyone you know who will listen to you too

It won’t be easy, it’ll be hard rockin’ with the Truth about the whole shebang, The Blue

Many more than one, probably an infinite sum of the cosmic soup, almighty android ‘I’

Bangin' my head, superego-Id rollin' with punches onto happiness, fiddling too sky high.

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r j j stephan, I

c. Seven-Seven-MMXIV Anno Domini @ 711 AMPST

{ Drafted while listenin’ to #BrokenHalos @ChrisStapleton in a loop from the heavens, link @ https://youtu.be/qgt9idKAYDw?si=RNeo3xSl3D94GKdZ }

#RareEarth #DontYouLoverHerMadly? #SevenHorses #TheDoors #ACDC #MarvinGaye #MA #MaMa #MOM #SurvivalOfTheFittest #PopulationControlBirthControlSexControl #GasLightYoMama

THINKING DNA SURVIVAL SIGNALS

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If & only if you move from the front of the classroom to the rear end of the last row of desks

Then you’ll have firsthand knowledge of the thing itself, ABC’s & 1,2,3’s in fortunate son risks

Whether you’re the son or daughter of one of those Ones, it only matters that you’re a copy

Knowing that or being ignorant of that fact of life is paramount to existential success entropy.

I jest for fun, my love for my own physical skull and bones is unrequited, the joke’s on y’all

As above, so it is below it all, talking about the sky up to space & down to a call center fate

One planet in the middle of nowhere, ancestors’ speculation holding presence, lost the ball

Eternal recollection amnesia, forgetting all survival skills other than terminate divine threat.

Talking incessantly about freedom & equality will bring out the cyborgs to keep the peace, so

If you think I’m not serious about that speculation, look out your window & listen to AM radio

Right & Left, philosophies of economic blunder studied in a post-secondary educational sieve

Women & men all learn behavior as Pavlov’s stray dogs did, you know nothing but do believe.

Time, future comes to present the moment which passes to the past in no time at all, yawn

In and out of the pie hole your life’s narration will go, testing a blind faith in sunset’s dawn

Woke up and staying awake during the lecture wasn’t important, just acing the final grade

In the end, it’s all about the Benjamins America, no accounting, yo! Bonnie & Clyde dust.

Hold up the banks & thrift stores with a plastic & rubber dagger, held to the throat of a dupe

The mask is on but it covers an alien head & face, if you want to see something really stupid

Then you’ll want to turn all of the lights off & close the blinds, you’re bein’ scared to death

Enjoy the gut feeling of fear going away from your solar plexi, all y’all hold your bad breath.

Teach the children who were innocent babies that they’ve inherited guilt for another’s sin

Talking whichever creation story you choose, somehow, this began & appears will be bitter

Nobody can work out a deal, the formula is this atomic energy is merely accelerated matter

Know this is to know it all, it is power to know this when nobody else does, soul searchin’.

It’s a vision of maggots infiltrating your cool brain where your mind was housed in focus

From the birth of a cool soul to the demise of holy hot body and mind, all there is to it, us

Without us, there’s no purpose other than spin, wobble, rotate & revolve about a demigod

Fire burning to bring the heat on the naked ape skin, it’s the star we call The Sun of God.

On the wave of my lifetime, just allowed Big Sur surf to give me a boogie man booster shot

I hit the bottom of the sand head first, then consciousness disappeared in an instant spot

It looked like it was weak and whacked but it was mighty and imaginary time’s river flow

Conclusion, act like life’s a dream even if it ain’t a dream, live it anyway like no tomorrow.

Disoriented after a deep sleep in a soft bed of cushions, silk sheets & hot white blankets

Arise from the dream state remembering what never happened IRL, then it happened too

Within the unknown, a will to power gets circumcised with the foreskin of the RNA injector

Avoiding disease of that one thing keeps the species evolution intact, still guys’ dirty sexy.

Fish in the pond, you know the routine, you see them, you leave them alone, they swim

Until the water fails to nurture nature and bogs down into a swamp for gators’ whims

That’s anything alive gets swallowed whole, trapped by the jaws of life & can’t get away

Nobody gets out alive, yet I digress, be honest, teach babies young, hey, what did I say?

Known old wise men who died just like the mass killers, bombers of the Wars I, II & III

Barking up the wrong tree will get you right where you want to be, no Depends on & off

Up and down, strong legs & arms or none at all, bad teeth replaced by dentures of gods

A Homer forever ‘til we’re a hundred more or less, infinite cash in the stache & hotrods.

Po’ and rich have nothing to do with paradise afterlife, Ghetto secrets in codex words-up

They lead our feet to push on until they can’t move any more, it’s six feet down for my kin

Betting on a sure thing is difficult but since I’m in charge of the whole shebang, I’m all in

Details in the conclusion, assumptions just pretensions of the good & bad in my tea cup.

If you can never lose, might as well keep playin’ until entry is denied, just keep rockin’

You got enough to buy food & a place to sleep, you have no ticket to afterlife paradise

Knowing the Truth & leaving Nothing out of the picture, it’ll help when depression sets

No filter for the raw data and sewage which will mix at a finale, the fixed rate sure bets.

You said you knew you existed because you convinced yourself that thinking was proof

But the moment your chromosomes came to be, it was random revolution of this spoof

Happy to be absurd & peculiar, hilarious to one, funny to none, it’s my forte, livin’ right

Pink Cadillac, pedal dropped, ridin’ on the freeway, I-5 Mexicali-Mendocino, good fight.

I’d expect nothing more nor less than droppin’ tops when in my Cadillac, flip tops down

Truckers appreciate it, drop the pedal & GO, you know how it’s done, OMG don’t frown

Livin’ in the right the second I took the wrong left, got the social pit of sharing my blue

With the lunatics and coyotes who expect to share the fortune & shame you for it too.

For the service of mankind that ain’t here yet, I’ll be gone once they come, now hear this

Day'll come & you’ll wonder no more, lookin’ at love dying and the dead body of pizzazz

Chances are most of us won’t die today but some will, let me bid y’all adieu, it’s the sign

On I -5 freeway doin’ 75, cherry tops chasin’ my Pink Caddy & tankers up the grapevine.

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r j j stephan, i

c.  Vendredi, July V^th MMXXIV Anno Domini @ 1010 AMPST

{ Severed out of the Matrix with a church key & never you mind about the exercise, fill out the forms & sign ‘em by the deadline, I was also JAMMIN’ to #RidinOnTheFreeway in a loop @ArethaFranklin link @ https://youtu.be/Ip_pjb5_fgA }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?

 

#SkimCream #GoldenMeow #Beyonce #Taylor #BlackSpace @CarlosSantana @TheOJays #SexualHealing @Marvin_Gaye @Sublime #DateRAPE

Sycophant admiral, General private
X X X the 3rd Marines
This is it, how it’s going to be from now on out to the ending, the finale’s last curtain call
Abrupt or long time coming wait for infinity to arrive at the unknown Singularity to fall
Down deep to the bottom of the pit that you never know hit you between the eyes’ high
As if you’ve drunk or ingested something that nobody can inject as venom or smack dope.

Begin at the finish line, it’s the same as the start in retrograde backward, for the life of me
Nowhere else the game can be is here, now, this here & that there pieces of the holy & free
Worth fighting and dying for, liberty to roam Earth unfettered by regulatory hierarchy codes
Required, desired & needed for the survival of the species genome in sexual healing modes.

Frozen stiff and locked into an unconscious place in Space where nobody goes but me, sacred
My bare feet step in & out of the same place twice, yet the fact is, same river ain’t the same
Same in name only, for goodness’ sake and not for the sake of clarity or divine indoctrination
Goodness’ place before the place we’ve come to stay & pray, down deep quickening chagrin.

Your letters & numbers were all memorized from 6 to 76 then I got 86’d from my own bar
Real things don’t come along very often so it’s a novelty to be given full attention, arrest it
Focus upon the marked spot, in the solar plexus where you can knock a cold wind out easy
Make a grown man get on his bare knees and pray to God or the powers that be, I’m xyzzy.

Fairway I navigate my own way, driving into the dogleg for a chip over the bunker’s green
I don’t golf but I did read about a golfer y’all ought to make acquaintance, king or queen
His name is Albert, my father who created me, why did I look past him, above or below it
The Man showed me the narrow way, reality of musician & philosopher of the bull’s scat.

Holy or just a bit less than sacred into the profane oneness of burning into ash in a hot fire
No free choice about that, nobody gets out alive in a fire or out of it into an ocean of H2O
Jump to a conclusion, believe blind assumptions are immutable, induce & deduce the blow
Everything’s synchronized timing, invisible thing itself, @Ai cyborg, forgot about it, I’m a liar.

Love means doing unto every other person as you would want them to do to you, It’s OK
Gods don’t come down or go up, from heaven or hell, mythological blind faith for giggles
Old men and women wanted to shield the innocent among us, fictionalized a human play
As you get closer to the final resting spot of your memories and karma, that day is today.

Comfortable when you breathe in and out before anyone can hear your output, psycho
Neurosis of the personality inherited from the complex of your parental guidance mumbo
Jumbo as it was before you were conceived & as it will be once you’re just dust in the wind
Nothing and nobody was here before the Big Bang, Silent Whimper will be a solo, I’ll find.

by
r j j stephan, i
c. Mercredi, July 3rd 2024 Anno Domini @ 411 PMPST

{ Compiled while reality impinged it’s claws upon my virgin crawl-space & jammin’ to the mighty #WhiteBoyDoesTheApollo link @ https://youtu.be/nNIi_sEsjgY?si=Eem8Swy61k3to6SJ & #TheRichGetRicher #TheOjays link @ https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iGTwr8ba2ZM&list=PLreahN7ishnlibbshPLQIYFxYWjmVEPSC&index=6 }

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