@KingOfPop @MichaelJackson @Chilites & #HITS #WhatIWouldNotDoForLove #ThingsWeDoForLove @10CC @AliciaKeyes #FUBAR #WhoAint? @GwenStefani @BlakeShelton @SaraSmile @DarylHall @SmokeyRobinson

I SHOT BLANKS IN THE COLD RAIN, GOT BENT BONE *

My mother had me vaccinated against my will, I was a newborn bambino in 1951

Cause can recollect the nature of the beast you came out of, it's a beach, son

All you have is the memory of your memory of your memory, like a meteor rock

Cowboy, don't stop 'til you get enough of the imaginary Earth spin 'round clock.

A tree grew from a scattered seed and with centuries of Time, live and won't die

Sunblown cones on top with the nuts that keep the rest of the gnome goin' down

Into the rooted depth of the deepest echelon of a dirt pit, stones of a rolling clown

Who's in or out?  It don't matter except to a naked ape in a huge boy scout troop.

Suddenly I am 70, it could've happened to you but it didn't & you're cool & calm

Sell this to the people who pay for dead people to be burned or buried, immortal

By either Dobie Gillis or Bob Hope or Red Skelton or George Carlin, I've done it

Laughed my fool ass off mainly 'cause I lost the muscle weight, left bone & chit.

As the gods' powers that be, keep moving the things on Earth & the planets of stellar creation

Although angels we've never seen are given credit for still being alive without a license to fly

It doesn't matter one way or the other, when the body dies, the body is caput, you're One son

That's the good news, descended from the #BigBang of your fathers and woman who do cry.

Here's one for the crew, the outcasts, secret loves and the whole damn shebang for the gang

All I ever wanted since I could see what was what is a peaceful place to live without dreaming

In this here or that there place in Space, just about anytime from day one to what's tomorrow 

Ice cold beer and a girl in a red sun dress, lying' down between the corn, my truck & a crow.

Down to the creek where I always planned you & me would be, not worried to hurry a sex act

It's the feeling inside that counts, knowing nothing lasts forever, even true love fades, so in fact

Just because it's all pretty on one day doesn't mean a mind can't change over again, y'all see?

Not much beyond this planet's atmosphere is all I care about, Venus & Mars do nothing for me.

Suddenly, I pause for a drag of smoke, just a naked ape reaction to burned raisin bread toast

All know what magic yields when the appropriate spell is revealed and uttered coast to coast

Transoceanic, moody music infiltrating a standard imagination absorbed in divine bride groom

Nothing's like it used to be, it always was like this Space dump of commons pending the doom.

Sorting out the billions at the hub of activity, God and man survive the extinction of dirty ice

With or without your permission you're on a linear projection of light and the photon police

Badges created to dominate the progressive flow of the crops of life rising from the pot ash

Fired up flames, fueling the magic smoke swirls goin' up and down, over and out of the bash.

For good or for the bad and ugly, it's all there is so come on man, let's get it on, let's a-gogo

Like being as thick as brick and skating on thin ice down the slippery slope to Professor Low

To fill the sails that catch the smokin' hot smiles in the pocket, peace, love. OM's flower high

Smilin' in my face, killed softly, bog in the redwoods, a purple people eater chants OM to #Buy!

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r j j  stephan, i

c.  Janvier Sanc, MMXXII Anno Domini Mercredi @ 555 PMPST

{  Matrix' silence @ChakaKahn, #TellMeSomethingGood https://youtu.be/vuDCi5neNMM & @StevieWonder #LivinForTheCity @ https://youtu.be/rc0XEw4m-3w & @TheStylistics #BetchaByGollyWow @  https://youtu.be/nkG0YOMUNs4 }

*Header is my view lookin' up the Redwood Tree in Cali circa 1980, from the bottom to the top!

F I N I S

F U B A R

W.W.A.R.D.?

#Submarines #Marbles #YoYos #RaceCleared #GratefulDead

WAITING ROOM KIDS IN THE HALL OF FAME

Just in case you think you exist. just because you're dumb & omen thinkin'

I've got some news for you, as ancient as a hostess & hostos dogs huqin'

Broken days and broken feelings of faith, hope & charity of fake mortal sin

What I am, what you are, what It is, dream of all two humans, being amen.

Screamed some rhythm, blues and soul that turned to soft, harder rocks

Mind over matter material, atomic and molecular whiskey in a wine box

Punks pretending to know something, gettin' the golden dawn upon them

At a point of no return, a singularity can't be escaped, where I come from.

Flowed down the hill with the rest of the whiskey & wine, God was buying

Nothing is free, no liberty can mean anything if it's not a fightin' for a dying

As a mortal, human being here and now. I shall not, I shan't exist, I'll croak

An affinity to the trifles, trival occupations, sorrow's matrix of holy smoke.

If it's true that what the monkeys see, the monkeys all mock and do it too

Regardless of good or evil, the copy is a replica of the original, it's so true

That even the most critical analysis yields the Truth about the form of One

Exasperated and gasping for air that ain't there, eyes are wide open, son.

Journey to the next land you can't get a clue about, something's in stasis

Nobody can deny that the unknown is a problem to face, before or at It

A doorstep which may reveal that heaven's above & Earth's below places 

It'd be a tragedy or a comedy if it's a play on words, in other words, #Chit!

In the strawberry & kiwi fields, the flower grows between them, THC teas

All in it for the highness of yours & mine, mercy of ing, demigod dead seas

Awakened from the dreams of slumber, light shines through the darkness

Unseen exposed to be a phantom of this operatic matrix, stardust of bliss.

Killed by elements or consumed alive by predators of the petri dish of DNA

One way or another mortality puts your mother, sister & brother into RNA

Faked out by a false move and interruption of coitus, my morbidity looms

Above as it should be, below as it's always been & always will, fly brooms.

Here we go again, run along, it's just fine, like spankin' a new knucklehead

Kickstarted, oil pumped, carb primed, glass-pak mufflers blow me down It

The road curves around all mountains, it goes up & down, comes in & out

Risky businesses sometime lose it all, crash is the end and then again not.

by

r j j  stephan, i 

c.  JANVIER IVth, MMXXII Anno Domini Mardi @ 666 AMPST

{ Drafted this little ditty jammin' to @KidRock #HITS link @ https://youtu.be/W3EmxQCKsmw }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?

#Giants #Midgets & yo' mamuz! #LynyrdSkynyrd #IsleyBrothers #Soundgarden #BrothersOsborne #ASL @ASL @GretchenWilson

I ASKED YOU NOT TO KEEP HANGIN' 'ROUND, I WARNED YOU ON A TWITTER TWEET

On the nature of the creature features you've been blessed with, it's consciousness' fortunate son

What I am & what you are or what it is in general is One and the same thing, stardust apple jacks

Won the game because I knew the rules of playin' around with a black hole sun, a godson's gun

Monkeys arrived after the facts of writing on cave walls, fires cold & damp, piles of camel packs.

Seriously or in jest, all senses shut down in a vacuum, a casket, an urn, to the four winds or sea

No soul man or woman left over for any divine procedure, Nothing's arranged but being dummy

Eat, drink and have a party to be merry for tomorrow you may not get this lucky, ya gotta hope

Blind faith with your eyeballs' eyelids taped wide-open to force the vision of Truth, no coverup.

Got a vaccine that killed the rats, mice & piglets so only the all too human response is The End

Orphans or children with great grandparents alive at a century of years in the soul bank, my son

Under the Earth's dirt or in the Earth's fresh or salt water, oxygen, nitrogen, hydrogen big ben

Touchdowns, interceptions, extra points and safeties all count from zero by 1, 2, 3 or 6, all 911!

#HighHopes in a manner of speaking but #LowExpectations in boiling heat or on frozen tundra

Mind games begin and end before the mind knows it's a game, it's a final ending hidden spectra

In color or black and white, it's all the same, boom, boom, out go the lights and you never know

When angels ain't flyin' though eyes remain open, milk cow's bulls by the horns, it is Hell below.

Form and the shape of the material world's atoms that form the molecular structure of DNA/RNA

Virus or bacteria to begin with, anima in flight or burrowing or swimming or rolling out of dreams

All or none of the above is below the radar of my comprehension, it's a linguistic crack it seems

You don't know like I know, what it all means, why you even ask at all, it's the new year 2022 DA!

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r j j  stephan, i

c.  Janvier IIIrd, MMXXII Anno Domini Lundi @ 3:33 PMPST

{ #Split from the cerebral cortex while jammin' to @Soundgarden #BlackHoleSun on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/3mbBbFH9fAg }

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W.W.A.R.D.?