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ANECDOTAL TIGHT TIME-SPACE, CHARTREUSE & STRAWBERRY Wine

Cocks crow without regard for the sad days & nights, we’re skating on God’s thin ice

Steppin’ out on board hard rock stones & pebbles, Doctor Karl Marx was NOT nice
Any old man that’s unhealthy in the body, toe to brain scalp, will attempt extinction
By 2025 until 2525 Anno Domini, you will disappear into thin air, drink a lot of gin.

 

Inebriated you’ll be able to handle the theft of your liberty, you forgot you had fans
Together in the set of all monkeys in the barrel we can hold the cold, dead hands
Anybody knows how true the false prophets’ wisdom is, it’s Easter Sunday conjob
That a human can be alive since conception, die with a cold, dead heart to throb.

Lies ala mouth to mouth respiration to words of false prophets & mothers of gods
Spirits locked in a bottle with the genie who awaits the first of seven straight shots
This is not that, it’s more than this too, so this & that won’t take care of some stuff
Like your brain’s functional free will’s monkey-shines that reflect a goat in a gruff.

Evil spelled in reverse is Live which is no mere coincidence, it’s Divine Will fixed
Mercury, Venus, Earth, Mars, Saturn, Uranus, Neptune & all up there in Uranus
Features of the Big Bang’s solar system in a myriad of galaxies full of intrigues
Mysteries of speculative analysis have downloaded the data of idiotic obliques.

Apes became naked & frozen as ice until the killers covered their hooves nails
Foot and hand to mouth, it’s the way that’s narrow & dark, all except one fails
You know who it is, we all know who it is, pumping your fuel into your gas tank
Simple as Sad Sack, son, simple-minded & down from the high horse’s shank.

Bring your mother to the fight, throw your sister & daughter under a hot dog bus
Oscar Meyer or a home-made sausage compress, but anyway, it’s all about us
Holy smokes you can change the economic presentation of socialist love of fear
Bring a knife to a gunfight & you better be a ninja & whack your own ass in gear.

Sorting through the atoms in the categories, nothing is more or less, all of it
Nothing below or above the catastrophic perspective, extinction galactic chit
Can’t reproduce a species that triggers mass extinction moronic idiots of gods
Every single divine entity has nothing to do with our lives, only you & I know it.

Eliminate your mother and father from your origin and you do not exist here now
Wake up and don’t be #Woke with your eyes wide open, make it be so, low blow
Sort of the categories of substance by all Henny Penny folks, Chicken Little kids
In or out through a portal you can’t find, explaining the life of hobos on the skids.

Finally remember why I agreed to the conception deception, it’s I’m sorry game
Powerballs hangin’ low like a ripened fruit, ready for the win & ticket to the fame
Stupid idiot understands where all prey has hidden diamonds & gold, unmanned
Smart & evolved due to adaption to conflict resolution of footsteps in white sand.

A lot of water on this planet which is good because others have zip but dry bones
Buried as if it means anything other than false hope for the impossible dream sons
Coming from an imprint of an original father of us all, cosmic anomaly on i-phones
Without the charge of bovine scatology being disseminated through insemination.

Criminals are indistinguishable from your close associates and extended family
Of aunts, uncles, cousins, great grandparents, parents & siblings in land of free
Humanity being both above and below the Origin of Species becomes extinction
The media is complicit in allowing no negative impact reporting on POTUS sin.

Fins up means that you’ve kissed in the @JimmyBuffett club of drinkin’ Jack & 7
Honor for the dishonorable, always a mortal sin & maybe your soul is forgiven
Simpleton monument to the inverse induction of periods and quarters of games
Portions of BBQ’d T-bone steak you cut to bite-size you can toss to the dames.

Hiccup in my deep throat where I hide the top secrets of the realm, my command
Fixed your brothers and sisters up with their mothers’ heads on silver platters and
But the problem is, all the boys and girls want all of the joy in the world’s mortal sin
War and battles for the upper hands will actually suffice as the trigger for extinction.

Boring as the ultimate ennui, it’s the shake of the chills you get when nerves tweak
You can make it happen or it can be caused by the strangers who invoke a squeak
Harmony for a moment, then it’s back to the origin, chaos’ atomic fission in a bomb
Sunday to Saturday, every week ad infinitum, Time rolls on, minute by minute’s aum.

Hills climbed; mountains conquered to get what’s up near the top of the river’s head
It’s been said that there’s only one thing left to do before we die, get on your knees
Prayer won’t do any good at all except give you a solid illusion that it makes bread
Donations for the charity creating orphans & destitute soldiers that school the dead.

I cared for a lot of the breaths I’ve taken, in and out ad infinitum, it makes all oxygen
Move to the heart and soul through the lungs and circulating blood of a Hebrew jinn
Makes sense that you fished for the understanding you’ve gleaned out the Cosmos
Time and Space collapse right now, Singularity stretched your mass, crush it Hose!

Shadows all need a light, I’m smokin’ until I get the illusion full of the fake fight in 1982
Santa Barbara on @DoobieBrothers opening from the get-go it’s just Matter & the blue
Flame on to keep light in the darkness fired up, a torch for your freakin’ dime rhymes
Took it to back streets, blew horns, beat drums, strummed all three axes’ iced sickles.

Perfection be underestimated by guys & girls who live to rock Blues’ A-Train herds
Fabulous and fantastic beyond expectations where gods can’t die of heart attacks
Born to be wild and monkeyed around until I learned to raise Cain, lie to Abel & Eve
Just another Adam in paradise, ma & pa left me to rock alone, yo Theresa & Steve!

 
by 

r j j stephan, i

c. Dimanche, March XXXIst MMXXIV Anno Domini @ 711 PMPST 

 
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BLIND FAITH

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Keep it in mind when you’re right on time, Timing is Everything, a god’s commandment
This wavelength and frequency is everything, all there is everywhere atom to atom RNA
Acid reproduction, Allah solar system, appendage of Void's mix nobody sees high or low
Ain’t our fault that we can’t communicate with the glory of dead men smokin’ high Cielo.

Park your carcass where the rest of the film gets filed, chapter 13, substitute preacher
Saying what the meaning of mysteries is, quiet and dead air uplifted onto the stretcher
It’s the download on the downlow that should worry the extinction malfunction l’homme
Affirm that you’re a honky or just a biscuit head, if a shoe fits you’re gonna try to come.

Admit it and just be where you’re supposed to be at the right time & right place in Space
Down-low wavelength seen with naked eyes, overloaded frequency slappin’ the interface
Portions of the whole in fractional factoids of the invisible, soft touches of a scent’s whiff
Saga said it all, the thing itself is all there is, all about IT other than with language is stiff.

One day before our conception in the womb, destiny got soul-planted before they came
Ancestors waving without arms or hands, smiling without faces like At One & The Same
Down under on a continent or at the northernmost pole of resistance to the ecliptic spins
Let me down from the altar’s tabernacle, an emptiness you’ve tried to capture, I’m grins.

Witches and warlocks did what they could to cast the spells of resistance to group food
Downshifted for the scoot ahead of the pack, cannot catch the infinite infrared or eat UV
Monsters on the Midway or just the mongrels near the cookie jar, crumbs, chips all good
Gone far, far away from the core of Earth’s magnetic field, fully voided & All in the mood.

Steppin’ like a #Stepper & I’m in the groove like the last time I was in an hot azure mood
The girls knew that the room was jumpin’ with the rhythm and jive, I can’t eat all the food
Beefs, hotdogs of Holy Cows & hot tamales I located in Chi, dig the lake suburban dead
Mention the fun and very good times at your peril, there’s the bad times to forget, faded.

Immersed inside of the flame of the fire deep as if hot licks could drag me down in debt
Dreamin’ a little dream of you & me is all I ever really wanted before the coitus concept
Now & then, Presence stops you & I in our tracks, like right now, sooner, so son, oh son
Think you live inside of a barrel of dynamite, TNT ready to blow ACDC down a good run.

Fickle & remaining in a pickle for the duration of days & nights featured, I am Super-dry
Five and Dime stores not a place to learn the good and evil of eating a candy Super-fly
The fixation with creating a winning environment for the minions is the whole shebang
Only you know what I know and if you don’t know, you will know, it’s all, I’m just saying.

Tramps and wimps who failed at beginning at rock bottom to rise like cream to the top
Now they cry like the infants out of their mothers’ wombs, returning to the cosmic slop
Amid circumstances beyond any human’s control, here and now you stand up comical
Laughing at what’s peculiar, off-color, idiotic, absurd & of course, normal it is now, pal.

After your death, it’s the same like it’s always going to be, without you, what’s up son?
Chit unknown happens, changes everything, life after avalanche & tidal wave rehearse
Collapse of the System is immanent, rocky bites of the Big Bang remnants blow job on
No animation of things themselves without the Spirit, cartoon cache, Evil is Live reverse.

I can’t see what you mean, you’re in a word flambe like no other, only see in the dark
No stardust blown into my face to obfuscate the collision before my very blind four eyes
Vivid as the obscure bottom of the sea, as above where there’s nowhere left to go park
So below it remains a mirror image, enlightening ignorance to hear the innocent cries.

Fun and punishment of pain merge inside of the coffin and the urn, sometimes anomaly
Lost in the mix of ocean salt and subatomic particle ingestion, Dave Jones’ all soul tally
Dead men remain dead, bones and mind disappear in annihilation of sweet nothing silk
Puddles of east bay mud, blood & undrunk beer from the kegs, sweet & sour pig’s pork.

Party, fiesta to celebrate the end of God’s original sin, full of what ain’t a Hamm’s beer
Every plant and animal seasoned by dead leaves of herbs and spices, that being said
The rest is history, an hysterical account of pretending that you’re immortal when dead
Already gone before the time, to be is not to be the question but the answer, Eat Fear!

Private ears hear the words of the world in stereophonic sound twisted Fee, Fi, Fo, Fum
Hemp got you high, made the rope tie up your reason and rhyme into a soul conundrum
A puzzle to liberate the prisoner of nothing and nobody but your own imagination’s glow
Putting it all on the line, front and back door opened up, Nothing’s inside, now you know.

Pizza in your eye, beer in your ear, silence out your lips, spoke In-sync tongues’ twisters
Boys and girls died after a hundred years of jumpin’ from place to place, oh my sisters
Brothers of meaning no harm, daring to draw the line on keeping alive, body and soul’s
Frosting and whipped cream on top with the cherry & walnuts, it’s all in the holy bowls.

Chalice locked tabernacle of the Holy of Helios completes a Singularity malfunction cry
It’s expanding ‘fore it’s collapsing & then it’s all over, the dream ends, I wake up & sigh
It was always a dream, but amnesia caused the trip to appear forever lost outer Space
Punks at your mercy, fiends unaware of their immanent fate to meet the maker’s Face.

by
r j j stephan, i
c. Samedhi, March XXXth MMXXMMIV Anno Domini @ 1111 AMPST