#RecurringFiction #MonsterUnderMyBed2 #RollWithThisYouSonOfMyMothersBrothers

OVERSTIMULATED PINE, NEVERMORE & A HONKY'S FIRED UP HEARTBEATS
Believe simplistic complications based on Kantian categorical imperative phonecalls
Whatever is the most expedient way of the myriad of ways to survive extinction hells
Over when it's over for mothers, fathers, sisters & brothers can't help it, deep dive falls
Alpha to Theta from the Big Bang to the Singularity, fear the unknown, forget about it.

What good will the worry and fretting about the uncontrollable do for you?  No good!
Evil is just Live spelled backward & which tool gets rid of the waste?  Boys in the hood!
No police or firemen, no troops to fortify a breach of the top brass, a 5 star generality
At war or peace, humanity won't share the wealth with alien blood from any old city!

Sack the cities, terminate the males and indoctrinate and assimilate the females, voila!
It is done, conquered masses from ancient and modern historical records, worship GA!
Sacrifice the goods and the bads but keep all of the uglies close to your soul's widget
That thing that you take with you when One heart stops pumpin' holy red, where I set.

Philistines & the riff-raff I've garnished from the evolution of apes, all meet here, now
Played games to pass the time and attempt to cancel the culture of men's & women's
Unidentified mothers & fathers, sisters & brothers meet to vote the fate of my minions
Here, now, there, then, before & after a @RAMBO, as #woke as tic-tacs in ol' moscow!

I'm judging myself, on the clear color of my skin, it's 100% scarred from mom's sunburn
Red color of blood when it hits the air but it's blue when it runs deep in the well of pain
To keep you alive when the whole Earth begins it's consummation of you & your soul
Animated bones, 208 of them, some broken, some buried six feet down under a hole.

Some call the hole, the empty place where nothing resides away from it all, simple Id
Ego-desire & unneeded ilk from a genome inherited from apes who do what gods did
Nothing but eating, relieving the recycled matter and dreaming, sleeping ad infinitum
Think about it, ain't no aliens!  We're Earth, The Ones, The universe, flotsam & jetsam.

Horns honkin' to get the attention of the walkers and joggers, look at me, I'm so cool
Yet not so hot to be one of the honks before you're hit and banged into oblivion's pool
Where you wind up, we'll all wind up, all seven continents full of living & dead, caput
A moment in time, healthy, diseased, starved or satiated, wisdom & power I am, soot.

Last chance to become aware of the nature of this beast and the reason for being alive
Any body that was conceived, born & dies had a moment, before you get to drive a car
To recollect Ones who came before us all, imagine fruit of a sweet dream's hangin' jive
Monkeys gained weight from egg to being microbial metabolization, so, here we are.

Crash & burn just before the finals, before I got my degree in being all over, skullbone
Cannot freeze the fish in the ice water, they love it colder than a witch's teat, yeah son
I sang some & quoted ravens on the runway without my wings down, banged a 6 gun
Motherload's motherline, broke hearts, cross bones down, singled-flatlines, die alone!

by
rjjstephan1
c.  Samedhi, March Twenty, 2021 Anno Domini
{ Drafted to @Elvis #BabyWhatYaWantMeToDo 13 minutes ALIVE again, link @ https://youtu.be/A1sasglxDPs & #LittleSister https://youtu.be/55ak4ubAbIY }
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#WomenMadeEggMen #Thoughts? #WeddingFacemaskCHINA #TRIPPINGonAirForceOne

 
MARCHING MADNESS OF MARVELOUS MONKEY-SHINES IN A VOID *

Perennial spent spunk used to push the First Cause closer to the Final Effect of cosmic menudo
Punks and innocent babes from First Cause's conception to the funeral pyre, earth, wind, fire
Ghosts inside of the bones and skin must be given up if you can't pump blood & breathe gas
Nothing personal in the finality but you have an ego and superego ruled by an id, think fast.

Inside or outside of Time and Space is a projected concept from the hilarious comedian, God
Either there is one or more or there isn't anything at all other than us, you, me, end of the day
We're going to be One from the Many we used to be, merged within a holy matrix of the dead
Atomic, molecular or fully a dream within a dream, a vision all inside of your own mind's head.

Infants don't know and the ancient, still lucid ones left above and below the ground, yell loud
Pay attention to the game, you're a player and you have a limited arsenal of power to be proud
Frankly and without any future politically incorrect spin, I am right and you're wrong, see sons?
You are not me therefore you're in a huge group, everybody on Earth, millions maybe billions!

Safe in a hole in the wall with an iron hatch, combination 36-24-36 disinformation rant a spin
Time and Space issued the creation form the Void of Nothing with a Word, nothing from a Bose
Pink to violet in wavelengths and frequencies that created atoms mutated into random Randos
It's all there is, not what you want & not what you need because you don't exist, you're sleepin'.

by
r j j  stephan, i
c.  Friday, March 19th, 2021 A.D.
{ Drafted while jammin' to @SpyVsSpy #BestCartoonHits on youTube link @  *BadNamesBounceOffMeAndStickToYou #MonkeysWithoutBalls #ImRubberYoureGlue z]

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#BucksDontStopHere #KeepMovinPunks

ST. PAT SQUASHED AN ASP IN HOLY NOTRE DAME, ESMERALDA <3's QUASIMODO PIOTR*
I was in the cave in the darkness, as if inside my mother's empty womb, eatin' sugar, hot human
It's alright that I have diseases caused by the gestation of nine months from one cell, atom signs
All invasive of my mother's sacred oneness, where I come from, it's no lie my friend, mice & men
Put yourself in one of the rocket ships humanity launched up above and beyond Earth's cloud 9's.

First breath, a final choice to enter doors of perception, 7th senses of what the Substance I am Is
Kissing lips and the skin covered skull and bones, loved from all haters and extinct users of Forms
Here today and gone tomorrow like a moron or an idiot, with or without you alone, ah the worms
Computers matter to the powerless, take the computer away and shut down the tide of alien fizz.

Here's a shock, electric or just momentum bump of atomic, matter forms of animation, live light
When the light goes out of the thing itself, the thing is dead and gone, there's nowhere else to go
High or low, above or below this spinnin' conglomeration of star dust, beloved mama from a papa
Signs pointing to Truth but it hurts to know It, no more than a somnambolistic conundrum, Ga!

I will leave it all behind me, so will you but it matters like the stones blown out of a volcano flow
Melted, liquid rock and pebbles at a higher level of irresponsibility, we're all human, we are slow
No standards of the humanity and divinity were written on the slabs of slate, water cut the rock
Drunk and baked like the Jimmy Fallonesque comediennes, blown to bits to bytes, do not mock!

Socking it away or socking it to me means that words mean something but well, the beat goes on
To the ends of the game you and I play now and may or may not ever again, depends on the gods
Whomever and whatever the philosophy of life happens to be, in the pig stye of the barnyard fun
Cancelled this culture and all of the ones that came before It, 10 commands of Substance is done.

From pre-Socratic to post-Reagan eras, we inherited the trends of RNA's woke code for extinction
Above and within a shape of skeletons that infect the acid that flows from volcanoes and the jive
Simple to stay in an innocent infant mind. complex to remain wise and impervious to ignorant sin
Paid the price, awakened terminal slumber of waygone minds, unmoved mayhem, a deeper dive.

by
r j j  stephan, i
c.  Wednesday, March 17th, 2021 Anno Domini #SaintPatrickDay2021 #TheBingeAnniversary50
{ Drafted while PUMPIN' PUMPERNICKLE & jammin' to the #Riverdance for @PapaFrancis in @Ireland link @ https://youtu.be/H7pF67oOgOY }
* The header for this piece is from some lit up caves in
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