#DebateInThePitOfHell #YouMotherInseminators @ChamberBrothers @EdSheeran @WARtheBand #NegateNaziBenghazzi

DEBATE HIPPO KNIGHTS?  #LetsRoll  #KillerGodsBikinis

Son of the bastards and bitches of the wars of God & the pantheon of dictatorship reserves

Common and uncommon both have their season on this Space, in this Time, unpredictables

You and I have nothing to do with the outcome being a mere tool for the mechanic in charge

Ear, nose & throat rings around the rosy, red pit of hell that will burn the ice off of the surge.

In control of hailing the idiots out of the agar petri dish of germs and viral bacterial infections

Some fun and some nightmarish, troubling negativity will consume the rest of humanity's sins

Who loves and who hates has no bearing on the spin and wobble of your mind's eyes, breathe

In and out until you can't anymore, it ain't your fault, it's the way it is, it's the Nazi topaz teeth.

Proof of you and I and the rest of humanity will be extinct can appear to us before we die

Regardless of the way it happens to us and the others in or out of our lives, it will be done

Reasonable and logical is all it is, from the premises we are led to a presumptive conclusion

Nobody knows anything to begin with, yet how it appears to be is, firing up Key Lime pie.

Pound sand, hail #Faucism and the death marches on the way to obscure sickness to death

Fully engaged in the trip, evolutionary essence of the species' genome take-way, bad breath

Gargled and pulled the incisors, canines and bicuspids but the rest was left to chew the cud

Everything alive needs to eat something, ash and dirt will not suffice, only the LIVE is food!

Disguised in garnishment and porridges but the source of the verve we enjoy, life's Earth song

Until the inevitable, I hate to keep bringin' it up but it's at least as important as right & wrong

Balls shot, thrown and bounced on walls and grounds, into and over nets into bleacher seats

On the one hand, silence for eternity and lucky to have been here for CoVid19 flu, bat's beats.

So sorry that y'all ain't a Hippopotamus because we have immunity, we have natural immunity

Now, you know it's a secret and you shouldn't tell anyone, therefore the world will flee The City

In the garbage and trash of the alleys and dumps on the outside of the townships, death's smell

Bad smells of the city fanned off of The Lake's windy hawk blows, a holy whirlwind spin in hell.

Blood flowed in the past and it's contained this moment within you or outside of This One

Shape of your body and soul are just a figment of your activated imagination's communion

With the universal oneness introduced by the failed reverence of priests & nuns in the play

Eve & Adam we think, another debate with #Thug English, forked tongued Fool eggs of DNA.

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r j j  stephan, i

c.  Mercredi, August XVIIIth, MMXXI Anno Domini @ 7:11 AMPST #LetsRoll

{  Drafted while listenin' to @WARtheBand #HITS on youTube link with a #GardenHose @ https://youtu.be/Wx_OrjGn9lo }

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#CHICAGO @CHICAGO GO HAWKS! #princed @PRINCE

GOD ALMIGHTY, A SENSE OF HUMOROUS TENDENCIES

For one last time, you move, a force within sparks a sanctum's stage of idiotic funk fun

Responsible for evacuation of God's bowels, moving silver & gold, an Earth of Zeus' son

Of the bottom feeders allowed to exist with impunity due to their nuclear missile stroll

Gods of thunder comin' down in a New York/Peking minute, dawn to dusk, let US roll.

Bums and junkies rollin' into the bus and railroad stations after they breached borders

Got in and won't be let out, ever, forever locked into the way of the American breeders

Not me of course, but there's some ugly ones, oughta morph into a man-hippopotamus

Consume the dirt and rocks in a monster explosion designed to return Earth to goddess.

Fun or strife, either way you're gonna die at the end, no spirit will rise above Earth dirts

You will be deep within the bowels of the station you've come to know as home sweets

Die or live a hundred years, more or less and you'll see nothing more clear than it hurts

That you've been abandoned by family and gods, all alone in the center of Id's defeats.

Never giving up unti the final desperate gasp & then a release of muscle power to hold

On to the bowels of the universe within the empty Void of the Cosmos' holy ghost fold

Invisible infancy and transparent eternity merge into the thing itself, left alone, heaven

No fire at one center of Earth's core nor the sun's effulgence of immaculate conception.

A mirage in the glory of unknown ignorance and naivety due to beginning in dark black

It's a womb of experience we all learn to know in that darkness & it's gonna come back

To haunt you, to remind you that you ain't all of that & you can never be, it's impossible

Acceptance of communion with X-factors before The Ends is what it's all about, in HELL!

Woe be tide you, sister used to say, the nun with the hooded robes without facemasks

We thought the brides of Christ had it all together, they had rosary beads clankin' tasks

Runnin' around with kids in the playground, keepin' them busy and distracted from sex

At some point down the road, separation occurred, segregation of the genders, all T-Rex.

Meaning dissolved into the failed genome of DNA infused rocks and salty mud of a Void

Black, no color, nothing to see here, don't even look around, up or down, nothing there

Man or no man, this is all there is here and now, rock, paper & scissors, I win, you lose

Woman or no woman, the better half is a wonderful hope and dream come true, a ruse.

Monkeys know it all, ask any of them in cages or in the wild, they'll tell y'all it, the thing

Bananas for you and everything else, all they need if food, shelter, sex and a refuse arc

Where all is wasted and digested for the fuel to run the system, power of pooh poohing

You know you want it, I do to but we've no choice, it's either live or you die, I'm a snark!

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r j j  stephan, i

c.  Mardi, August 17th, 2021 Anno Domini @ 9:11 AM PST

{  #Jackedup this AM while listenin' to @PRINCE, link @ https://youtu.be/tTwyVNnfjzU }

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#DivisionMultipliesAdditionalSubtractions #GeometricProgressives #BidenismBrew #WarWhatIsItGoodFor #GTFO of Vietnam's Yellow Seas! @DarylsHouse @TheOjays #LoveTrain

 

INSIDE OF THE OUTSIDE OF OUTER SPACE'S SOUL

It's a matter of Time in this Space ad infinitum, over easy or hard, what'll be will be

Supermen or gods and dogs of war move the things from origin to termination ends

A piece of the whole thing may not be enough of the puzzle to guess the whole image

It appears to be a color and a shape, unknown which of either, it's a thing itself, my age.

It didn't have to be this way but that's the way it goes, future is already done gone rogue

Nothing matters at all, love and charity and faith and belief and trust and hope, it's vogue

Like me or not, it's the message that's the reason for the string of a thought modulation

A mixed message no more, just this, this just in, when you die, you're dead & all gone.

Some hard times and maybe every time is the good times, bad times being dead mankind

Species extinction, annihilations of you & yours, friends & foes, all in a cosmic soup line

Pink lemonade gettin' you drunk on the sugar and bitterness of your Waldo decision day

Minds are over Matter, can you read the teleprompter and read what we told you to say?

Becoming your father was wrong therefore it's time to make it right, in retrospective sin

I did not impregnate your mother, someone else did that, I was just the 'poster dad' of Gin

Drank a lot of that with tonic & all that I was was a lot of Nothing that looked like mine

Head to toe, inside and out, familiar yet a stranger to what It all will be, human or divine.

Monkeys roamed and settled down near the shores of water, to eliminate their stench of hair

All that they ever were came to beating on skins and strumming tendons, singin' to get a pair

Of what males need to procreate the beauty of the species' dream, a king or queen comedy hit

7.2 earthquakes help make Ends, it's a dusted up, Earth-blown core in elliptical, counter orbit.

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r j j  stephan, i

c.  Lundi, August XVIth, MMXXI Anno Domini

{ Drafted listenin' to #EdwinStar #WAR on youTube @  https://youtu.be/_d8C4AIFgUg }

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