#EliminateThemAll #Barneys & #Bettys & #Gomers & #Goobers #ItsAShytePyle

 

INFINITY'S SKIN DEEP, ONE IDEA, I'M A HUNDRED, NO SHYT

If you remain upstairs from the flat or downstairs from the basement's cellar, you're dead

Meaning literally expired from the participation in the animation of things themselves ahead

Of the rats and roaches which invigorate the Earth's soil and rugged, rocky leftovers of gods

Apparently have come and are now long gone and being forgotten by the apes of apple pods.

Speaking fluently in the tower of babble where everybody is nobody you know, oh your God!

I'm not the messenger so do not shoot me down, only shoot the messengers or crucify a body

That wants to save you from the trouble of discovering your innocence and ignorance of facts

From innocent infancy to ignorance, geriatric decline or enlightenment's free will, I play sax.

In night clubs near the river cities where the men and women work hard to play spirits drunk

On weekends addicted to the comradery and fun to be had with friends and/or family funk

Holidays, birthdays or just hangin' on the boats and ships ahoy, land sharks and Mac the knife

You don't know like I know, It irks me when I'm filled full of glee, a random ecstasy, real Life.

Because I'm privy to the Truth for me that happens to be the Truth about humanity's reality

Because of that one little fact of life, my father in this life got this metadata from l'il ol' me

Because my father sent me to the elite elementary & secondary & tertiary wanderlust root

Of the men and women who not only knew nothing but also claimed not to know the Truth.

Come with me to the Singularity point of no return, where you die and get turned into ashes

Repeat the identical exercise in futility as long as you can, until you fall down in COVID rashes

By all means, look forward to any moment from now on as a gift from God, now you know It

What It is exactly becomes no surprise to stariders in this dream, outside Earth, ain't no shyt.

Dig this down deep and let it ruminate within your skin & bones until you clear lungs of vapes

From head to toe full of a bull's scat from the baggage's writing on cave walls of ignorant apes

Monkeys who came down from trees and then cut them down completely to kill the fire dead

Tearing your mind in two, out of focus and totally inept to survive now or ever, beyond a 100.

by

r j j  stephan, i

c.  Samedhi, August XIVth, MCMXXI Anno Domini @ 4:44 AMPST

{ Dribbled forth from the bloody Earth bangin this AM while listenin' to @MotownMix#3 on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/QmPKsVib_zc }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?

#AreYouACreep? #NoAreYou #IKnewYouWere @WilsonPickett @JessieWinchester #TheBigBangTheoreticalExegisis

NONSENSE

 

DIG IN AND DIG IT WHEN YOU'RE DOWN WIT IT

Checking into the system of up, down and all around this Mondo cane, I'm all Time barking

In the middle of the night when all but the graveyard shifts have ceased to be not existing

Guided missiles without a program, launched blindly into this old, middle of nowhere here

Places in Space & durations of Time experienced and annhilated at once, just yell, the BEAR!

Concentrated for one moment 'cause I couldn't recollect the subject or Randista objectivism

Everything outside of my genome, by body's corpse animated as if I'm an immortal God gism

Yet I am & I'm not, a friend of a friend told me so, the friend's now done gone but I'm not her

No more momentous occasions to experience & recollect ad infinitum, it's over when it's over.

Sucks gravity's power into the core that is so hot, nothing survives the touch, a merge to One

Not more than One because anything more is the multiplicity's extinction gene, the God's son

Killed but not dead forever, slow bleed out, stop breathing gas in & out, empty skull & Xbones

Good or better to be the baddest Evil godson you can imagine & end in a pile of rolling stones.

It was supposed to be a party but it turned out to be the jail house rock of mankind, a human

Body to live and to die for, eternal punishment or reward in another dimension of divine skin

As if you didn't already know this the moment you got conceived, you're screwed, tell mama

Eternal living and breathing in and out, eating 3 meals a day and sleeping 8 hours, that's life!

Lard full bums living underneath the bridges with the trolls and roaches, fitting into a groove

Nothing to see under the road, don't look down, don't look back, just get along, night moves

One foot in front of the other until the heels and toes transform into the bones without life

Soul shines & then Earth's gone, grateful & dead in the box, rigor mortis lost One sharp knife.

by

r j j  stephan, i

c.  Vendredi, August XIIIth, MCMXXI Anno Domini

{ Load up on the cash, loan me a dime & I'll pay you a dollar, ten times over!  Jammed while jammin' to the @RhumbaMan @JessieWinchester on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/snl2YGfk7VE }

F.I.N.I.S.

W.W.A.R.D.?

#FunkyBroadway #RhumbaSteppin'

#TossOutYourAnchor #IAmAlsoTheSonAndBrotherOfSailors #BugsBunny #Zorro #RandomRandos

 

FREE WOMBS HUNGUP ON DREAMIN', TALKIN' TRUE LOVE'S KEEPSAKES

Sadness & divinity's tricky attitude toward my fortune is all 'bout life, break it on down

Who cares about Words all good, bad or ugly, it all means Nothing's up for baby girls downtown

Unseen before and after the birth and death, hearts and souls vanished as if forst fires' smoke

You and I can look forward to no more than nothing but the Truth, even the gods can't be woke.

Gas distilled from the black gold that spun the Earth's dust and rocks rollin' the the star, Sonny

My father in heaven, a man named Sonny put on Earth to get me to this Space, it ain't so funny

Picking and grinning the disguise you see, I don't look like this or that, I'm not a color's kiwi peel

What I am is what I am and it's the same as what you are & that which we've always been, see?

I looked back & turned into a pile of sodium chloride as if I was anything more than outgunned

All that was left was the salty, old animated soul that could never remain in Earth's dirty trunk

Dirty, rotten death of happiness without pleasure's leftover love, one "Made" woman I shunned

Last laugh in the end could never be mine, true love couldn't drop in my lap, I sucked the funk.

Who you are and what I am may be two different beings but nothing is certain, I could be wrong

It could be worse than it is, worse than you think it is since you only know the fears of your song

Singing from the top of your lungs, first & last breath of the puffs of oxygen, all down in Greece

Of the mice & women who devoured all men in world Wars, God gave idiotic morons It, Peace.

I ain't ninety nine or a hundred but my sixty nine trips in a circular jerk-off the ecliptic, will do it

A fortunate son's feeling for the sweet spot after a few swings, it's an out the park home savant

Mothers of the future humans won't listen when you advise them all that the have more grace

With inequality's dying xy equation, dumb, lucky dog ID slapped the hot licks out my holy  face.

Anyways, meaning to love this life's death but I can't, I'm a bull's eye, third eye, god's eye drone

None of those divided into a multiplicity of indivisible units, immortality undefined, Hell & gone

Beyond your mothers' & fathers' tribes of evolved monkeys, mutated bright ideas, all well done

Good Timing's Timelessness', a holy ghost of infinity, being One, all too human, twilight's zone.

by

r j j  stephan, i

c.  Jeudi, August XXIIth, MMXXI Anno Domini @ 7:11 PMPST

{ Drafted listenin' to #TrueLove @GlennFrey #LIVE link @ https://youtu.be/d75Nu6cw0vs }

FINIS

W.W.A.R.D.?