#CHANT #DREAM #WOKE #Apemen & @TheKinks @ThorGodOfThunder

HOME TO THE ASTRONAUT, EARTH DIRTY WATER AND LOVE
Filibuster this you mothers and fathers who believe that there's a life after death, a sham's bet
Pick life after death's unknown and you'll get there for certain, as if there's a higher boondoggle
Than the one with your fingers on the trigger/keyboard, thumbs up or down to the empty set
Final ending after the stage is cleared in a Super Nova, bytes to smithereens, Nothing to google.

Completely adept at living and dying on one of the seven continents of mixed up monkey shines
Picked up from their elders who knew nothing more than a rock, a pebble or a bud of the pines
Punks and the elders in rehab homes who'll never leave their drone-like American heroes, pills
They are round and easy to swallow with a little bit of help from the H2O gas, to fuel the shills.

Purple skin where the bruise hurts in the middle but not in the bitter end, Nothing feels so good
No evil at the place where nothing is left to breathe in and out, what's the matter with GD hell
Contact high with the climate change low, knowing the Earth has a spin of it's own, a Robinhood
Ready to exhume the owner and the designer, the creator of the matrix' position to buy and sell.

I'll put your mind at ease, you'll Be the power guided to rise to the hilt of Cream, fake milk spilled
Or get drunk by the prisoners of the war, war against Evil to Live forward and backward, tin foiled
Common yet extinct forms of things that used to be alive, out the doors of perception prize fights
Apemen forms of giants' ghosts at the End of our Days, spoken words, original sins, apple's bytes.

In the cave of monks, history is written on the wall with the blood of dead ones, old & in the way
Putrid tastes & rancid smells entering the pure halls of newborn orphans, raped by ma & pa rays
Historical and hysterical at one and the same time, your last chance is revoked, follow your leader
Who is your leader?  It better be YOU, not him or her because they'll try to make you get higher.

Mind on the edge and off of the cliff, falling into the abyss without any bottom, no core, nothing
Bums & junkies, a browsing bunch of n'er do-wells, wannabe brokers of FOX #gamestop cellphones
Hot, luke warm on the frozen stiffs we bury in boxes underground or in tubes of ash human bones
Back to phonebooths and landlines, shut down towers of power, doom I say, you know the thing!

by
r j j  stephan, i
c.  Vendredi, January 29th, 2021 Anno Domini
{ Jammed while listenin' to @Journey HITS on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/KDQrMoksJ4Q }
 
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#SanctuaryForJanuary #FixMeADrink #PutItToMyLips #GitGit #GoHomey #StraightToHehl

CANCEL HISTORY, MAGIC, A MENTAL SHEBANG NEVERMORE, TOMB OF aa *
Ethical decisions from innocent, #Me2 children, babies of civilization's Ruins of #fake humans
Complicated, simple minds with complex mathematical representations of empty-void scrums
You, your parents, brothers, sisters, cousins, enemies and friends are the ash of mortality sins
Alpha, Omega the plains of the X-men who either evolved from scum or on abandoned bums.

Morbidity rates as high as they've been since the origin of the system scat, tuna's are whale
Mixed in the cans with your mother's mayonnaise and pickled relish bits, shake your GD tail
Even apes' scat comes out in the end, they cover it up, they bury it all underground, squeeze
Pinch the final loaf out of the Ends of Time, we're all way too human, whatever jazz means.

Punks rollin' with the #Sell because they cannot buy, when they sell it all, it'll be the #fake milk
Young punks, hobos and civil servants hiding in the bush, in back of the anonymous #GuyFuchs
Radio waves and TV waves putting the Gold and Silver into the raped slum lord head, #godnose
On being your egg before your were inseminated, teach your children instead of the #Marx' ilk.

What is the meat but the dead animals' flesh and bones that used to be alive, death we love It
A means to Life, dead animals and plants consumed, processed #OldSchool in the #White light
Black lights make all skin look purple, black and white are just long-knife, angry colorless eyes
In and out of the filling stations, consuming more or less until the last breath, a colonic release.

Explaining the scent of death, a release of subways' innards of your own choice, #NoTuna hunger
Notwithstanding you not being there for the experience, just recollect your friends who love her
Mother Earth's power, electrical essence to get the Cause, first & last to be a happy, fisted HoHo
Eaten magic to put theoretical, social justice to rest, kill a Word, mind's intelligence is God's foe.

Lay your head to rest, go to sleep like you'll never, ever wake up again, #WakeUp and be #Woke
Your fabulous memory of who you are & where you came from before your birth, is null & void
Knowing nothing about reality, about bacteria & virus infections, science creates premises' coke
Up the nose, down the lungs and into the blood to feed the brain and become a robotic android.

Powerdown, be all alone, after all there's Nothing other than you here & now, we're in the bliss
Time of present, past & what may or may not be in the future prognosis, first-class stars' homers
Who you are & what you are, what you'll be when you inhale your final exhale, a Void of fears
Tiny bits of Charm regret it, #ItsAllOver, Space & Time's gold wind, #Trouble's a Marxist cyst.

by
r j j  stephan, i
c.  Jeudi, Janvier 28th, 2021 Anno Domini  *WTF DOES THIS MEAN?
{  #LetDadGetLaid to get me here and now, it had to be done!  Drafted this piece listenin' to #WildThing by @Tone-Loc on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/4XKIAdeMxzc }
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#BoysRoundHereToo #UpDownAdInfinitum

ON BEING A COLD ONE BABY, SWEATIN' THE SMALL STUFF *
Broken boned corpse, draggin' the only spirit you've got through muddy muck, perpetual honey
Killing the words and phrases with bullets, cannonballs, sticks, stones and the hate of the Word
It's a fictional combination of sound, to make you happy, make you laugh when it ain't so funny
It's pitiful but I have no pity on the inept and those incapable of survival of a pink Easter bunny.

First to the final time, breath goes in and out and never stays long, it's gone before you know it
Stand up straight, attention, at ease of the mankind parade of ecstasy & destitution of gash slit
What it is, it's in and out for an insemination of the pride for mother-lode's antimatter animator
Stiffs that die inside, mixed up things ain't inside anymore, mama with love, gonna be a hater?

It is all your fault and you know it, I know it and we don't care one way or another, no do overs
Stepped in some Rando prints that came right before you arrived, no choice, it's predetermined
Miracles or magic movement of the hands, the outlaws & inlaws are a rough crowd, one angel
Deductions from the given, assumed premises yields a foregone conclusion, a dimensional hell.

Mothers of y'all got screwed by their fathers for not telling them all the Truth, the no brainer
They knew and they died before they told the girls the Truth, keep saying it, The Truth, etc etc
Nobody ever told you the Facts, the Facts of Life?  Now you tell me you didn't know of Her?
Mother Nature ripped you like a dagger, down the center of your heartland, a gift from Sarah.

Who she was & who she'll always be is the One & only One we all came from, red stop sign
Too far gone to die as the One immortal thing itself presents Mother Earth's refusal to turn
Blood lines back to A First Cause's Big Bang Ghost in an empty bed of stars, Space-Time burn
Time you faced the Truth about False Alarms, last one is sounding now, Co-Exist or #FlatLine.

Holy ghosts and the fear and loathing of the Truth that y'all are hangin' by a thread of spiders
Hooked to breathe the air in and out, can't stop unless forced by something stronger than hers
Her love tries to keep you here & now but a heart's attack shoots back, simple rip, cut a break
No regrets, I used to be where you are, I smashed the last straw, above & below, a GD freak! 

by
r j j  stephan, i
c.  Mercredi, Janvier 27th, 2021 Anno Domini @ 12:00 midnight, my mama's mama's birthday in 1906 A.D. @JosepinaLiPumaAlfano  #HappyBirthdayNana  -This woman raised me while my mama had 5 more babies after me... #MotherLine <3

* Drafted while listenin' to @EricChurch #Chief & @JoannaCotton jammin' #OverWhenItsOver link @ https://youtu.be/102HX7VMaeY & #AColdOne link @ https://youtu.be/BKvE-WoooLE }
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