#GANGSTAzPARADISE #ChickAboom @CaitlinClark #FemaleAtheleteOfTheYear #JohnWick5 & #3 TOO! #OptimusPrime #TheBangSessions @Van_Morrison @Keanu_Reeves #NeverForgetDECEMBER71941

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R. J. STIPULATIONS

Revolting the revolution in revolving reruns, controversy empty without me & you fool

Dreams ended with the #Woke and #Awakened struggling for survival in the gene pool

All the DNA in the world will not cause anything mortal to become immortal, cosmic soul

Chopped liver is better than hard liquor & weed you got in your stache, drag a deep hole.

Y’all got into the gaol but you’re the sheriff & you got the badge of courage, you are Dope

Not the bad thing of addiction but the one everybody wants & needs, like a whistle of hope

Complicated like your mother and father meeting in the darkness, original sin of the climax

Beginning of the finale on the way to a curtain call encore, it’s what it’s all about, the sex.

Clearly the beginning of the end when total extinction is the far away goal of mankind’s ilk

Back against the wall again & you’ll never guess the reason, so I’ll let you know, beer is milk

Get higher than kites that go no further than a stratosphere, astronomical cosmos all in knots

Catastrophic ending to the spontaneous interruption of Time and Space, imagine, we robots.

Wealth in the breath you’re gifted just because you survived the attempted murders of Me

By the by, it’ll all be water under the bridge but right now, I’m in revenge mode, sailin’ the sea

No boat or ship, no canoe or raft, Love shut down my needs, desire all of it, monster bull ‘S’

Rebels, under-the-skin fools livin’ underneath dirty rocks pounding in Jesus’ God nonsense.

That don’t confront me much, stabilize the confrontation in an invisible catastrophe, Big Bang

As above it is so below, differential dimensions 360 degrees around the Singularity of Yin Yang

See and hear, smell and taste what can’t be felt in the hands’ skin, left over in skull and bones

Retrieval of The Silence is the goal of the noise, metal to metal grinding, Matter left all alone.

This is all you get, the unknown remains and the known perishes like dust in the west winds

Marvelous to be & not to be, the life of the things themselves, atoms to dolphin dorsal fins

Aftereffects of the afterthought before the mind appeared out of nowhere special, in my head

Outside my face, it makes no difference other than to pass the Time in Space, dreamin’ in bed.

Runs up your nylons are never gonna win that race, barefoot & pregnant keeps fidelity rising

No time for regrets and guilty consciences resulting form roaming the field, just like playing

Games with rules you either know or you don’t, in every case, every reaction will fade away

As if it never had the chance to become a zygote, fertilized egg in the nest/womb of the day.

In every language on Earth from #PigLatin to complicated #Rap-a-licious signals with pistols

Check out old TV in old B & W, talkin’ Cisco Kid, Wyatt Earp, Marshall Dillon or Mather's

Quitting the ovulating teens from reproducing the species before the baby-daddies got gigs

Grampus & Grandmas got you as the center of an attention, want the DNA to survive trolls.

Interest given on the millions you’ve never earned but it’s your accumulation of God gold

Wealthy yet just began kiss the wiped derrieres of the ones who count your debits’ cache

Banked & shadow dancin’ like true loan sharks, catchin’ you on flip sides of ol’ successes

Law and three-piece suits are what they are, stealing the faux appearance, order of things.

Up in the sea or down in the upper atmosphere’s sky, disguised the black as illusory blue

Reminding nobody that this life, this existence of each of us living today und yesterday too

Are the remnants of the Big Bang, in trailer parks or out on the prairie in a Tee, it’s all good

As long as the spirit arrives into the skull & bones, a monster is created to get cookin’ food.

I heard her singin’ in the shower, in my mind, she’s not here and now any longer, I was hers

Where in this world could a place be better than right here by my handsome face, I’m fierce

Needs and desires fulfillment my adaptation to the survival of my 208 bones, top of the stack

Every day & every night from this to the last spin of Earth, I’ll love the soul stuck to my back.

All chills gone in a New York Minute, up to uplinked emotional spurts of adrenaline’s gluons

Better than butter which of course is whipped cattle milk for the calves who never get it, sons

Full-on victory for well-fed human herds on 7 continents, rich & poor will die in a Grand Slam

Promised by a phantom to save them from corpus dillecti when Nothing can, that’s It, Bam!

Shoot all of the messengers, burn all of the books, hide the Truth in Occult vaults of #AlienX

It’s not the fault of the ignorant that they’re deceived to believe lies & deny truths about sex

Facts of Life are all One and the same, Many have come from the One, subatomic, Singular die

Fins are up, since you’ve got no choice, you’ve been swept out to sea by the tide, isle #Yuletide.

I kid you not, it’s been said that one way or the other, in the end, everybody gives it up high

Here and now, one door opens & another door closes on the points of no return to this sky

Underground burial or immersion in the salted, dead seas’ & oceans’ leftover H2O battleaxe

Divine worthiness of your egocentric Id is your ticket to paradise, we think, we’re la bombax.

Idolizing the memory of the spirits of all, passed away skulls and bones left over and out of it

Bog of swamp muck surrounding your mansion’s mote, keep your chin up, breathe out of Chit

Nobody can hold it in very long, what goes in must come out or ill-disease results in predation

Oxygen and hydrogen-two, essential with rare elements of silver, gold and calcium deposition.

Oh, y’all thought you’d be rewarded after bodily expiration, sad but true, it’ll all be over, caput

Dreams and hauntings of the critical thinking mind you inherited by accident becomes a foot

From the edge of the universe’s dark void looking inside out, like a brown tide of Savoy, alas!

Egregious form of the shape of things, complexly simple conglomeration of free radical blasts.

There is a will to power of everything, it’s probably a #Clusterphuq of data in a tangled web

Display an asterisk for the follow up reference to a morsel, a smidgen or byte of Dataset celeb

Coming from underneath the muck and mire, ad infinitum, Free Will defunct, without power

Punked by the minions, just a phallic head and mutant voice-over, yet wise as a lawn mower.

Seriously or flippantly, I declare that I have no knowledge of anything more than Plato or Kant

In every case, to know is to assume conclusions based on assumptions, all impossible to know

Foreign to Earth from the moon to the stars in this & all other galaxies, the Cosmos’ epistemics

Models formed as red blueprints, I am holding the adversary off alone, bare handed & free.

Of a drink called Squirt, it puts a grin on your chin, standing alone without the crutches’ fly

Get some Devil Dogs to #Loose when WAR is waged, things themselves to the beats of battle

War on US enemy shores, if another one stands, I’ll send your life, come to a nightmare, son

Got brimstone for the lucky to be dead & gone, none will walk, none will have teeth, all gone.

One marine, with a need to bleed when the light goes green, one of a kind, deadmen survive

No standing alone, last to go, hardcore to the enemy, soft to my kin, baby boys’ & girls’ hive

Hell has no feeling I won’t overcome, bring the Devil himself, gonna force the #Turnaround

In a hot fire, OORAH Marines, #GetSome & say good night to Jesse & Sophia, heroes of One.

Halls of Montezuma to shores of Tripoli, the battles come and go, equipped to end the scuffle

Oorah, Git Some, Dogs to loose, War is waged, fill a need to bleed, so God smiled on the Corps

Rivers of blood runnin’ under your feet in the swamps, jungles and meadows of Oz’s wizards

Now, communicate, now hear this, deny your Ends to your peril, ready? Marines are brutal.

Gone further than the Yin and Yang were willing to go, beyond the force of the Void Devil

Hell being the Hades scheduled for the Evil who embody the Live Fear on the windowsill

March on this, chew on K-rations, drink pilled-pee & say night to Jessie, where chit blazed

Strong survive & for certain the bombed die, natural for dogs to loose, War jungle waged!

Here now, there’s a few gasps of breath left, nobody knows which one’s the last, kill more

Death does that to every living thing, subatomic or macroscopic solar systems, Marine Corp

1st Marines take on every communist who knows nothing of Marx or Einstein, singin’ a song

Warriors all over Space dispersed from 1st detachments, wings with skills on simmer, Score!

On a scale which has a zero in the middle of positive & negative integers out of order lineup

The stipulations have not only recommendations but also more importantly, a #Swifty D-cup

Million to one, a billion to one and it’s not my intent to repeat up to the Supreme Court dock

If the stream’s strong then the Force has the power to cause change, effective as a cock block.

Once happiness has cause pleasure and satiation, then and only then will the Life be copacetic

Nothing but the best things happen to the good & the ugly, the bad move subatomic evil slick

All things are a molecule in one form or another, from barnacles to triplets of human mothers

Electrons, neutrons & protons annihilate all 999 forms of life, slap me 5 Outerspace brothers.

Straight A’s didn’t get you into Yale or Stanford but it was your ticket to elite military groups

U.S. Intelligence as the foundation for keeping this Liberty we cherish & fight back the coups

Of all the dead heroes who gave their lives so that you & yours feel safe to party-on, I salute

Shook my phone for a response, just rates dropped so my yield increased beyond a law’s suit.

Pull and push the handle so that it’s open or closed at will, high-heeled boys with low sparks

No means yes & vice versa in the bizarre world without mothers & fathers, big dogs run parks

Trees, bushes, grass & ponds in pristine condition on the outskirts of the metropolitan locality

Crime defined as breaking ten commandment, punish as a necessary condition of humanity.

Disobedience to One Law or many laws with zero tolerance will lead to the contradiction con

Playing a game with the results a payoff in gold or tender, maybe a trade-off property owned

Big time or tiny space you can’t make increase it’s modus operandi if it’s not in the code, son

Predilection for more Time when you’ve run ut is a moot point, no more cash to be loaned.

On to conclusions, all deduced or become induced from the veracity of false assumptions

Consequential justice for the ignorance of the crimes and punishments of odd prosecutions

Mitigation of words, proof without any doubt that the Truth is deduced so very reasonable

Far away, much further than the farthest place in Space, out of this world, you ring my Bell.

All hands on deck, we have boots on the ground adversely affecting the extinction of life

Not only just the answer to the meaning of existence but all tight spots ready for battle

Defense & offense merge for the perfect nonsense & defense of the command’s ordinance

For the last time, wake up before it’s too late, your father’s orders, come on, Let’s Dance!

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r j j stephan, I

c.  Vendredi, Freezember VI^th MMXXIV Anno Domini @ 411 PMPST

{ Opened this can of worms while jammin’ to @BadCompany #ShootingStar & HITS on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/EaZZRrWxAN8?si=0StR03TBrpwM2Y84 }

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W.W.A.R.D.?

#MyTwoCents #TooOldLetGo #SoulStripper an @ACDC #YouKnow . . . @JohnWick6VI @KeanuReeves @TomCruise @Eminem #SlimShady @MaryWells @TheTemptations #AintTooProudToBEG

 

Picassoesque Woman, shake yo' android

Exactly why you go to church on Sunday or temple or mosque on the holy, worship swings
Finish lines at the exact latitude & longitude as the recurring Start lines, flyin’ angel wings
Nothing you nor I can do other than keep moving on the Timeline, it’s just a shout away too
High volumes pierce every ear that hears the buzz of constant interference, off the air blue.

 

Synchronicity of your psyche and the revolution of Earth on the ecliptic of grandpa Pete’s Id
Knowledge of the usual effects of specific causes acting in perfect timing as a humane Ego
Distance between things causes the effect of dropping data into a black hole datum COVID
Nineteen, favorite number out of a hundred, I had nineteen friends, I’ll die at a hundred & 19.

 

I know you can’t believe it, it’s not for blind faith, it’s incredible & another Time dimension
Blind faith required for now and then, consciousness of Reality attempts to crush you in sin
Not that you’ve done anything wrong but the blame & guilt is all for you now go get all you can
If you don’t then who will get the good things with ape’s double swords ready for retribution.

 

Think you are where you’re going to be in a hundred, thousand or even one day from now, meh
Meaning that human misbehavior is successfully regulated by ten commands & olden rules
You may be crazy or just a genius pretending to be, to avoid the work-a-day world of earning it
Food for thought, it’s the matriculation of your tuition that allowed Karl Marx to spout off chit.

 

No more nor less of black dogs who’ve come from bitches with no cause, just stray alley cats
New year comes every spin around the sun, sunny days never far from the flyin’ vampire bats
Mary had a little lamb, she needed the cash so she sold the wool & mutton to Jack’s lion den
Where evil spelled backward is live & you can never tell which is which, thrown in a death spin.

 

No regrets, did it all & did it over & over again, not bragging just stating facts of life I never knew
Walking around in Space from place to place whether asleep or wide awake, all Phillip’s screw
Love or not, species began with or without a reason, it’ll dilapidate due to it’s moral imperative
You have one, good, bad or ugly, it is Matter in Forms spending Time in empty Space, it is alive.

 

Without an oven, cake won’t bake, it will rise in the heat of the night & cook at 375 degrees hot
Out the hot oven, slit sideways in two, infused with cherry whipping cream from the smoke pot
Crystal, gold, out Acapulco or Mazatlan into a thin air, floating coast south to north Siberia ice
Celebrate with a salute to the ones who came before us & died before they heard the True lie.

Hollow world inside of this Earth-ball of dirt, I ain’t trippin’ over bottomless pits of John Wick’s
Don’t freeze in ice, don’t burn in flames of fire, just live let live, don’t kill & eat living, BBQ meat
As if that stops your loop of death & destruction, banquets of dead steaks & chick drumsticks
Any humans that are dumber than a rock, please survive & reproduce your own kind, Big Feet.

Breast fed no more, after a first bite, that was the end, pain & suffering began the gentle scree
Milk came from the goats’ teats, the cows’ utters, some white, some brown chocolate, creamy
From Philadelphia or Sonoma, cheese & wine flow is all that’s really important, you all on duty
Maybe so, maybe not, bottom line, you’ll throw a toast, salute to my grand dads who begot me.

Before you go & check out for the duration of the Time & Space you’ve gleaned, now hear this
Guides of the orphans are the same categorical imperatives of the good, the bad & too pizazzed
Harmony in treble & bass synchronicity, it’s lyrics of the wind and metal to beats of dead skin
Here and then you’re gone, me too, everybody from Adam to the last man, Molochian fission.

Do you comprehend the nature of the Truth? I didn’t assume so, you’re as idiotic as a moron
To be or not to be was never any question worth the final answer, you are food for the big sons
Y’all eat your Adams every eve, you’ll become catatonic with the food of preconceived notions
Give me a few moments to download the uplink to the final induction, I am what, original sins?

Down to brass tacks that Sister Gertrude gave to Sister Ann to beat up the monsignor silkworm
Heard your voice in empty rooms without an audience hearing The Truth, living gods are dead
This is the absolute Truth, babies grow into the language of sheep, lookin’ down, never ahead
Wearing the red, the black and blue, to change water into a wedding wine, to keep a soul firm.

Bodies will live and die; souls are invisible and pretend to fly without the skull and bone dust
I gave you & everybody else a hall pass to move freely about the empty, trip-waxed, hall fuss
First Cause of the One point One formula is both Unknown & Omnipotent, dark above & below
Fill holes, all seven voids you’ve counted, in and out the body politic, cashing in on the DOW.

Blink & it’s all gone, go see for yourself, nothing left, no God, God’s angels or your own mama
Certainly, it’s Heisenberg’s Uncertainty Principle, success is immanent as we come out papa
Bibles go unread by fakers from Genesis to Revelation, it’s old & new testaments of stray cats
Shining blacklights’ into lightweight jokes without punch lines, fastball-screwball fungo bats.

God, living evil angelic group, invisible and without responsibility for humanity, all too human
I’m playing cards in a game of 52 in the deck, no jokers, four aces & runs of hearts & diamonds
Faceless hearts, spades & clubs for the diamonds we hold so very dear, I’m runnin’ Trump tight
Every trick you lead, losers to my hand of power, my love of pardons, god forgive Man’s bite.

Fools in paradise, blinded by clear light shining on the Truth for the blind to see, punt the ball
Let the defense kick the offense back into their end zone, stay asleep, keep it up my dreamers
TNT more or less gives no chance for review, obliteration is a necessary condition for a kill fall
Globetrotting down under the artwork of Deals, millionaire descendants evolved slave-masters.

Hippies without hips, lost what they won & got the record for being the biggest loser since One
All in a single thing rolled in a spherical object, downhill skis will poke through your young gun
Faster than a 32 feet per second drop, it’s a struggle without intent, gravitation, collapse of dirt
Patchouli oil & leather filling dive bar’s scents, sleepy intercourse up your caboose’s miniskirt.

 

Paid all poor people for just being born by mortal sins, it’s welfare for the extinction of species
Nevermore like a crow or a raven, calling your mama from the barb-wired fence, I love @See’s
Chocolate, caramels, nuts, fruits and vegetables for teachers and students who fly, just to die
Last man, last woman never aborted by the enlightened, single homo sapiens, this is God’s lie.

 

Y’all will live after you die, that’s a lie, impossible to exist as smoke & mirrors of a Word salad
When you gasp one more time, that’s all you get, friend & foe, relatives or distant enemies, bad
Completely forgot the unforgotten, unfortunate for my other-worldly take on a whole shebang
Last huff of breath, gasp at what you see, holy nothing at all, it is done, it’s All out the ol’ Wang.

 

by

r j j stephan, i

c.  Freezember 5^th MMXXIV Anno Domini @ 411 AMPST

{ Blasted out the Void while jammin’ to #TwilightZone from the CD @ThePhilosophersStone  @VanMorrison link @ https://youtu.be/pWDs_OP1-JE?si=Qnt8s2HN23s8o24v }

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W.W.A.R.D.?

#EnterGreenDragon #FyteByteLite #WheresMyHoneyComb #InThMeadow @VanMorrisson #UpTheRiver #WhenYouWereYoung  #YMCAdespicable #Meh

#TRUMPED #ClutchYourPearls @JohnWickChapter5 @KeanuReeves

Rock, paper, scissors, win kin

There is only one way you can get down a One-Way street safely, one direction for atoms
In peacetime or in battles of war for the Gold in one form or another, traders of the bums
Slaves used to fetch and corral the things themselves in banks and rivers of rockin’ flow
Played and beat the songs until the people paid them to stop, applause to end the glow.

Before you conceived yourself, you were nowhere in sight, now you’re here to get begone
No reason for this or that, forget the whole story leftover by the scratches on the cave wall
Angry with you for havin’ a party when everybody else suffers from the ignorant & decrepit
Fun and work when you’re wide awake, dreamin’ in somnambulistic ecstasy, a SOB’s son.

Came outta nowhere, momentary lapse of reason with a plan, no known finale, gods’ cough
Picked out of the minions vying for the attention of the ones who wanna tear icons apart too
Fixed the causes that have the fixed effects, there’s no surprises without the First Cause, so
It’s either in all of us or none of us, lucky to have been torn apart by the rhythm and beat off.

Can’t even put my finger on your form, your shape, your spirit, the flesh and bone you occupy
To be or not to be only two options for you & for me, the dead don’t care, preconceived either
We do, all of us who us Love and Hate to roll our vehicles back and forth, out Hell’s kitchen
To the bottom of the sea off of the Baja peninsula up to Alaska’s Bering Sea, it’s Adam’s sin.

This is what he begot us descendants, what a guy, great-great grandpa delivered 24-hour blues
From Joe to Zach and in reverse to Eve’s Adam, disobeyed rule of law with unpaid union dues
Now square and even Steven, a moment to feel the flow of the sounds, beat & tweak on amps
Full of beats that crack into yo’ bones, broken no more even if you’re deaf, dumb, ol’ gramps.

Shift gears from fifteenth down to second, around horseshoe bend back to the straightaway
What I’ve got isn’t normal, an anomaly in my pocket, deep above my right hole in the segway
Needs and wants to feel like they’ll last forever but they’ll be dead and gone soon enough, son
Ain’t my intent to spoil your hot licks but if it does, they weren’t as hot as you, it is all done.

Songs silence in the night, unheard of in the daylight yet still, deep in the DNA’s display wigs
Long or short-haired males and females, XX’s & XY’s appearing to not know they’re the ones
All left-over evolutionary remnants of 1 original Thing Itself, what came before the Big Bang
A priori until the a posteriori reveals the beautiful, grotesque and divine Void, so Stones sang.

Luck of the draw is all you’ll ever get, it’s all there is, intent-power if you’re a magician-man
Full of the ways to force things to occur without them appearing conscious of the shift of sand
Underneath their feet, their boots, their sandals, it’s all about the dream & waking up so soon
Watch todays turn to nights, sleep, wake-up over and over again until you can’t bear any fan.

Of the gods, of the women and men, we ride up high just like the stars headed to infinite shat
On being in a proverbial in-crowd means nothing the day you die; they leave you with a byte
Been there where you’re at in the pee, King as you get checkmated by the queen & her knight
Full of the scat you’ve consumed, it’s your free choice to transform matter into Earth’s scat.

Bring you’re A-game to the show, you’ve got to perform as if it’s your last, ready for the finale
Hairless, dancing bears entertaining the pronouns until they co-expire in the tornado or gale
Pretend you’re deaf and dumb, listen to no wisdom or knowledge from an ancestral command
Break it on down now, what I mean for the unfamiliar is, Truth is Nothing’s buried in sand.

Dusted north to south of the morons and idiots who populated 7 continents east to the west
How many times will you wake up & then go to sleep without pajamas or a night cap express
Chins up & your hands down, walk, crawl and then you completely desist livers of the hearts
Miraculous searching for love in all the wrong places, I’m here, now and then, smell pharts.

All senses downloaded into the vacuum, into the Void where Nothing exists, subatomic ilk
Pair of nuts you’ve got just because you think you’re so pretty, man you’re ½ a mama woman
You knew you forgot, you’re afraid to say you’re ½ the other gender, Truth you POS druids
Without mama’s iron womb, you’re caput, an effulgent flow of Koo-ado drinks of goatmilk.

Alpha males shifting gears, downshifting the pregnancy into under-overdrive, extinction vibe
We came for no reason, we’ll leave for no reason, angels & devils a phantasm of spooks’ jive
Giga bitten on the jugular veins in our thin-skin neck bones, all except one in a hotrod car
Think therefore you are, think you are, you think you are, everybody thinks you are, you are.

Fronted the frontman, took the lead vocals away to the stadium’s echo, absorbed C on drums
Brought the First Cause to Earth again, in the middle of the Winter season, when God’s born
Middle of winter solstice, it’s a wonderful life because we’re alive, alternative is a blown horn
A thin line drawn, a point to point for a line, two lines make angles, three lines triangle bums.

4th dimensional nothing about us all, under duress , we’re 32 chromosome replicas of the fuss
Sorry to say you’re either a mutant or child of 1 Universal Intelligence of one unmoved mover
Flip your coins, it’s only heads or tails that are possible, 50/50 probability of being the 1 lover
A time will tell, duration of the spin, Earth wobbles the sea in infinite millennia of cosmic dust.

Complete, utter satisfaction every day that ends with a peaceful sleep in a warm bed with love
She or he that’s always there by your side, one side or another, once woke, an awakened dove
By the way, by our side, every one of them infinite strokes of imaginary erasures of the Matrix
Justice is a ham sandwich, professors of philosophy swore & laughed, a Platonic deep fade fix.

A sledgehammer time every day in a land of free slavery beholding gold calf excrement sects
Worship your fear of death with prayers for forgiveness for being born to Woman-Man of sex
Orgasmic looks and feelings come and go, fade into the Void after Last Rights are done said
Monkey faces, what the whole shebang allows to be, temporary spin of old news before bed.

Here and now, watch perfection delete the defective contribution of trash and sewage rats
Higher or lower than your mothers got during insemination, all love above and below the fats
Here or there, every single thing gets annihilated and there’s no exception to gold, dirty water
Demented infants with no chance to become flawless in ethics’ morals, an ugly, good batter.

Heroic heroines’ uncommon valor and self-sacrifice they show in this holy hole Void of a soul
I fill your sphere of empty ions until you lose all of the holy Singularity in a closed mind, a fool
Bullies come to me to learn how to STFU & get with the in-crowd, they’ll lead to extinction sin
Species gone, all gone, no recollection of the history, matter never mattered, God was all In!

 by
r j j stephan, i

c. Dimanche, 12-ONE-MMXXIV Anno Domini @ 1111 AMPST
{ Fixed this word-salad while jammin’ to #Satch @Joe_Satriani LIVE #MadeOfTears @ https://youtu.be/M4lsB-B1O7U?si=J7sj32KTmB7SBF4Q }

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