#NoShirts #BareNakedLadies #HeavenlyOne #OldDeadThugs #YoungThugsAging #DeletedSimpsonsScenes

WAY UP?  FINALE, WON ONE TENTH ON THE 10TH, UPLINK HOMER'S PARADISE

From one seed and a green sprout from the dirty ground and dirty water, homegrown glaze

Of the bones and blood of the humane players, a cosmic groove lost in Space, oh so timely

Own nothing before & after this life, own it while you breathe, it's all you get, oh so lucky

A piece of the peace that's invisible yet a deeply solemn feeling, noiseless without a blaze.

Pounding your head up against the proverbial wall, you may have caused a revolution friend

Creator of the entire shebang of the atoms, every molecule conglomeration of Spirit's forms

Wraith has wielded the spell, you're in it, we're all in the thing, it's goin' on & it's gonna end

Cards and a dice game may stick you up between a rock and a hard place, cool as silkworms.

Punks on vacation with the spoils of war, honorable discharge and some cash stipend GI Bill

Electric Kool-ade and superglue for the final end of the trip you're on, everybody's gotta go

With or without me in any situational awareness, One soul in the deep, black hole of Thrill

Inner sanctum of the womb room, only a home base of Nothing, cosmic high, infrared low.

That's an original screech of disobedience, scratchin' nails on blackboards, drivin' talkie movie

To get laid in my dad's back seat where my gramma and mother sat for the ride to a cemetery

Where the bones of the kin are laid under the turf of forest preserves, granite rock signaling

Gravity stronger than the weightless gas of hydrogen & oxygen, we're all in, here to Sing Sing.

Who has the nuclear weapons?  Is this Russian Roulette or just the players playin' par course

We got them, they got them, missiles of extinction that blow up people, places & all things

You and I play the cards, roll the die and get to the objective of the end game, rules of rings

Magic or not, spells matter, words matter, all Matter matters & without One, it's Universal.

Innocent, ignorant, adept at mitosis of the zygote and subsequent shape of preformed scree

I'm going to find the women who bear men and ask them a question about their philosophy

Of being alive in a petri dish in the middle of nowhere and having the labor of pain, inclusion

Theoretically & practically, bowling on the alley of predication, Word deduction & conclusion.

Self recollection remembers that feeling that our happiness is justified, fact, you are all black

All yo' dads got lucky, dead & unborn, not of this privelege whether brown or white, get back

Among humanity's only extinction, before or after A split atom of Hydrogen blows a 'shroom

All organisms in a blown lock box, all drop a dime, all punch out the ticket to Infinity's Room.

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r j j  stephan, i

c.  Mardi, May 10, 2021 A.D. #101022 #TenTenTwoTwo @ 911 AMPST

{ God's #DogsOfWar, might of mothers & fathers rendered extinct from the planet's stardirt leftover crumbs, sin-spired this gem while jammin' to some #WorldSmoke @Young_Thug #Hits on youTube #GuWop link @ https://youtu.be/S2dDI2RhnM0 }

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#BackToTheWorldAgain #TrippinAbortionInterstateConfidenceWomen

#STRAPPED  #CONCEALED #UNLICENSED-dogGod #AardvarkOfBaal #TheVOID

As if it never happened, thee be vaccinated from birth until death absolves your soul

In the fire of purgatory, hell underneath the Earth's six feet of dirt or among star tolls

Gravitational collapse is inevitable even if you & I & everyone else in the cosmos fell

To the bottom of that pit of imaginary Hades, in the biblical mind of scholars, Bahlell.

What happened on that well documented, #InMyOwnWay novel of acute proportions

Watts turned the power up to the cosmic wavelength with infrared frequency cosines

Calculus to die for, in a literal way when it's not figurative, a function of DeCon cooks

Rats & angels have a similiar imaginary DNA with a higher power than the ID's books.

It's no secret, occult seed of any messiah that will be what it will be, offspring of gods

Among men and women and every species of plant or animal of the Terra Ferma pods

Here and now moves on in your & my mind so consciousness becomes nonsense Void

All there is and ever was will always be the same thing itself, Nothing but an android.

Inherited the happening from the same way that rats' & roaches' DNA mitotic daze

From One comes the Many, that's the Truth & even if you're a moron, you had a kid

Wise that you know about Nothing, it's the clear light that showed the narrow Ways

Nothing on the left or the right or behind the God's oneness, leftover mutant hybrid.

Dreamed you'd know what you've been dreaming about while you've been lazy bones

To remain asleep after your body ceases to be alive is as true as five holy rollin' stones

Known to nobody but me, myself & I on the 28th of February in the millennia up ahead

You're gonna wish upon a star when I'm gone, wish you were, therefore, starwar dead.

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r j j  stephan, i

c.  Lundi, May IX, MMXXII Anno Domini @ 222 AMPST

{ #DNA drafted this celestial body of winged, women bangers  while listenin' to the fabulous thunderbirds HITS link @ https://youtu.be/gYZxKh1SWRI & some JAMZ @ https://youtu.be/or5VMZR5RN0 }

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W.W.A.R.D.?

#PileOnTheOldFolks

#DoNotBlink #ItsOverBeforeItBegins #HereTodayGoneTomorrow #BetterHalfOfAHundredYears70

SHUFFLING IN AMERICA, TWISTING SCREWS, HAMMERIN' NAILS & BLOWIN' DOWN ROADS, DON'T BLINK EITHER

Short skirts & high heels, mama's rodeo ecstasy created a kid in a jar of ozone twilight

Out now, mad, stoned man but I had to be, god's son in a Christmas episode, a cool roll

Brought to the final end of ecstasy as if I was there before I was conceived in a fist fight

Here and now but then I was somewhere else you know of but deny below ain't a soul.

Sweet to be loved by anyone, it's a thing that drives the mojo to snatch the devotion

Coming from out of nowhere before it arrived, it may also vanish into thin air's holy sin

In the lakes, rivers and oceans of rain, the tears of the solar system never dry, flowin'

Monkeys in or out of the jungle, some in caves or underground to hide from the meals.

Predators of mankind also eat as we all do, difference being, cannibal or carnivor sins

You gotta eat, it's why there's welfare and foodstamps, to stop the cannibal orphans

No parents to mother and father the wild and innocent as they shuffle off to Buffalo

Or Monterey's golden state of being in paradise, being adapted to the hollywood roe.

So I rolled all along the rocks at the shore of the beach, ran out of sand, tide came over

Trapped to swim along the coast of the dream within a dream, asleep at a @Tesla wheel

Driven to the final destination already programmed into the comp-an-ion's atomic eel

Electrified snake moving in a slither motion to avoid the friction of a locomotion lover.

Bought all that gold & silver and hid it under my bed, I'm a millionaire now, I'm a Man

Diamond kings & rings of Saturn all the way to the back side of Uranus, I am the brood

Meaning nothing at all beyond these linguistic machinations of mama's ignorant dude

Teaching nuns and priests how to manufacture blind faith in an unseen reality in sand.

Lines of engagement at the meeting of the parralel lines drawn to form an x, but why?

Z's are very important, fast asleep in the End, journey lookin' for you as I fly & you cry

Pictures of you to remind me you ain't here by me, I've already gone, too far, far away

Drank you away, sipped you back down slowly, you're my Scotch taste, Love's My Way.

Roads are clear & paved, used to be a bumpy road down the slow ride to the lazy river

Buckle in and hold tight we're gonna ride down to the Sleepy Hollow where party's her

Raisin' hell with mud bumps, slide on over toward me, holdin' tight on Rich, Son o' Ray

Full fools of a soul's spirits made a party with the Many, fire in Red Solo cups, TNT day!

Therefore, I'm thinking with the subjects, verbs & objects predicating ideas of One Ego

Who & what I am afore my blue jeans got full & what I'll be post mortem, Star-fish roe

I liked playing the part of who's yo' man, all too human, repeat ad infinitum, giva flock!

Ashed, burned in an Urn, raised glasses, whiskey & beer, smoked 208 bones, Godrock!

#WhereEyeComeFromLakeMichigan

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r j j  stephan, i

c.  Dimanche, Five-Eight-Twenty-Twenty-Two A.D. @ 0600 AMPST

{ Crammed out of the whiskey bottle emptiness while listenin' to @TobyKeith #GH link @ https://youtu.be/X4akcbIitUQ }

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