#CreamRisesToTheTop #CreamingDreamingScheming #WOKE #SQWAT #MansGodsHaveRisenAgain

LOOK, IT'S NOT UP TO ME OR YOU BUT WHO IN GOD'S NAME IS PROVIDENCE?
Pressured league or two undersea, below the above where gas can be pretend to be fake nirvana
Got hardly an alternative, under L.A.'s constant pressure to live & die in peace pipe smoke's Canna
System was written in stone before the first note was beaten or blown or twanged skin and steel
Brown paper bag with an open container, I smuggled it in to be drunk in a minute, it's so unreal!

Someone spiked the punch with an hallucinogenic particle or two that invaded my genome's DNA
For the sake of warning the innocent yet completely responsible for their actions, beware of dogs
Real and imaginary, both snarl inside of your mind's eye & enter your conscious mind's plethora
Mercy and guilty pleasure will put you deep, six feet under workin' retiree of the dream, it's Ra!

In the sweet by and bye wherever that may be, outside of the lyrics of the song, it's in the beats
Where angels fear to go with or without you and I, Zeus to Zoroaster', Osiris' and Isis' motorboats
All for One thing only, keeping company with the humanity that evolved out of slime molds' oats
From a lead preposition, it follows that everything else is the effect of that first cause, that word.

Therefore, I deduce the conclusion which follows from the great and the dead, no credit due me
That is, of the men and women who have not been born of mankind, ancestral lineage of the free
All of those alive and dead as well as those unconceived, all heads will roll on the one sun's son
Just because it had to be that way, pain, suffering, pleasure and the joyful moments of abandon.

Apple tree was what the legend used for the symbol of wisdom, knowledge & goodness' evil
Trouble in paradise cause this fall to the bottom of the pit with the insect & diamondback kill
Songs sung before cowboy acts & one finale, unknown unmasked, dream fiction exposed fun
Made them all up right there on Providence's spot, punch line-jokes killed one, a seventh son.

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r j j  stephan, i
c.  Saturday, July Xth, MMXXI Anno Domini @ 10:10 AMPST
{ Kicked out of the #Void while listenin' to @Jim_Croce #HisGreatestSongs on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/T7Wm0X3ia8g }
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W.W.A.R.D.?

#TheRifleman #ReplayedAdInfinitum #QuickDrawsMcGraws #TeaseMePlease

SAWBUCK AS HIGH AS TWO FINS
Nothing but a pitfall ahead, drop the mike, behind all steps we take, monstrous she-vapes
Drama's mystery is difficult to discover, don't mean to tweet upon twists of a reverent buzz
Elderberry, blueberry & raspberry in a shoe box, sunk to the bottom of empty barrels of apes
Forget about it my friendly arch-enemies, in the end it'll be as it always was & will be, eh?

Gonads and mammary glands to keep the species from becoming extinct, love's extinct lust
For all of the trouble achieving happiness & avoiding despair, I have way too much to ask
Opened a hole in Jane's flower, smoked Saturn & Neptune with Uranus' cheese-butter bust
Smoked from the left over fire, One Sun's creation of Life on Earth is dear to a terrible task.

Groves of elk rutted & made the hunting season for the meat off their four legged hosts, red
If they had a ghost they had to give it up to the forces that be beyond my scope & copay grade
Yet, I smile and keep walking with one foot in front of the other, as my father taught me, walk
The alternative to movement, animation is the termination of DNA replication, a host, all dead.

Love, charity, compassion, if and only if the sweet leaf has made it past my lips' 3rd eye owl-wise
Gavel came down, the hammer was thrown up to the stratosphere with my children's hair score
Candid camera scoop of Iced Cream, the origin of the universe, we're the danger we feared a finis
Monsters of drunks, monkeys on a Midway, strung out, squirted Chicago in & out, my barn door!

by
r j j  stephan, i
c.  Samedhi, July Xth, MMXXI Anno Domini @ 2:22 PMPST
{ Drafted H2O under the bridge while listenin' to @BarenakedLadies (Love them!) #WhatAGoodBoy & #HITS on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/9T-7qk32WBE }
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W.W.A.R.D.?

420 or CDXX in @RomanNumerals #ToMyGodsonsOne @MontgomeryGentryBinge #NewsForYou @MorganWallen #WhiskeyGlasses

420 or CDXX, IT'S BEER30 ON THE CLOCK

Proven apeman's altar honoring a sun's One, to fly we all git high
It's not a myth that you & I will slip into Darkness, an infinity blow
Governor's marking of the civilized, obedience for afterlife, oh no
Signify an ape's syncopation, psycho-babble edible, cherry pie.

3.14 units in & out of the pyramid's full volume, a myth's 3rd buzz
Healthy & deteriorating on the head of the coin, it's all there was
A colossus of the coliseum moved the virtual reality to ring bells
There's nothing more nor less than soldiers, hookers & El skulls.

Out of rock caves now, runnin' dozens on serf folk, the slave bro
Worship of a star's summer solstice shiner through a holy, old O
Is the ignorance the ticket to extinction?  You nailed it to a cross
Inside a man's high-minded ideas reveal One old heartless boss.

Coming in and out of matter, the essence of lying about origins
It's hidden and secret, occultish & way too human to be true me
A speck of dust in virtual reality Isis whims about a god, Osirus
Murder of boys and girls both Antonio or Tony, I can't be Sirius.

Symbols of shaped granite's special effects, wild horses' two reins
Higher than maternal Earth's outer shell in empty, paternal cosigns
My father's father called my father Sonny, little Al to big Al, chief
He wore the white cap and saved hundreds of Chicagoans' Life!

Fire us all in hot forms, Jake's ladders up against walls to the sky
Underground eventually like you and I will be, heroes come & go
Divine heroes are gods we'll never see with a tiny, blind third eye
Hidden is as good as closed, One seeing is believing a 420 blow.

Where's the sheriff and the constable at the end when in need?
Nowhere.  Can't help you with the grim reaper?  Who needs 'em
Nobody required, no rabbi, priest, minister or preacher shaman
Just One recollection of The day BEFORE your conception, Sin!

by
r j j  stephan, i
c.  July 9th, 2021 Anno Domini @ 9:11 AMPST #EmergencyRed
{ Dropped this dime on y'all while listenin' to #Trace & #Blake #HillbillyBone link @ https://youtu.be/OGoiiwxTWeE }
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W.W.A.R.D.?