#IfICouldSeeHerSmilingFaceAgain #IWouldDoAnythingBaby #NothingIWouldntDoBaby #JustOneHeartbeatAtATime

  

HITTIN' STREETS, STOP SIGNS & SMOKIN' UP COUNTRY, VOID'S AD INFINITUM

Comin' home tonight baby, my wheels are programmed for the beach's ocean air front

Way above the sea of binjo ditches, so far that the thing can not be whiffed, wrong her

Tempting nobody with the 208 bones covered up by the kin's skin and hair, lots longer

Benches cleared for the fight, you've got a penalty and a fine, bench players of a grunt.

It was a hurried nutty orgasm that called espirits down into your mother's womb zoom

Hombres are just the men, l'homme, dudes and their better halves, all in the back room

Ready for the die to roll, the cards to be played without hands, without power, aces for

Me & you won't know it until it's all over, when no more bridges are left to burn in a fire.

Presumptions mount as the ignorance increases due to great fathers, heroes dying all

Way before mating, they died and failed the evolutionary monkey shines, the loco fall

No information for ignorance to come enlightened, word wrote in a prayer book church

Trees grew from seed to the heaven, we cut 'em down for the Time comin' soul search.

Merry days & nights afoul of being a king or queen, saved of being born all too human

Princes & paupers move just like everyone else, when their legs are crippled, they'll die

Man stepped forward just now, right here inside of my head and foot, charge for my leg

Gettin a step back in hand, animation & locomotion's sacrasanctotu, man makes it beg.

Volvos and MGs rollin' on the road underneath our feat, some little & some way too big

How tall can an alien be?  Four feet to seven and a half are the variations in the shindig

It all yields the emptiness of the hollow tube, a fourth dimension of the dance, I see you

You can't see me but I'm in here somewhere, search & you won't find, it's all blind faith.

Had to serve somebody every day since I was able to throw out wet diapers, pot trained

Schooled, trained to think that I existed here and now, middle of Space & Time's F' trip

Used imagination and the gymnasium to jump, run & throw the air ball in a hula hoop

Points never tied in the end, winners & losers are the leftovers, game over in a l'il loop.

Wake up or die unconscious, save you from the terror of escaping the DNA's organism

Lost & won the games until the last gun was loaded and I shot to kill, it worked cold kin

Sisters and mothers will all let y'all know, brothers, you're replaceable, love's tight skin

Elders get older, no brainers rolled leaf above & below a Supreme Alpha Romeo's sin.

Don't care what they say or think about you & I, beggin' you to stay, don't worry baby

I will tell you so if you listen, there's no way on this planet you'll ever want to leave me

I'll be gone one moment after you give it up to hot desire to be happy or infinitely sad

Giving the intercourse with the race course in the rear-view mirror, a stud's a kind lad!

by

r j j  stephan, i

c.  ROCKTOBER 23rd, 2021 Anno Domini @ 12:12 PMPST Samedhi PM

{ Drama aliterated while listenin' to the smoke of @SmokeyRobinson #BabyComeClose               

on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/atNDkSApz-I }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?

#SwallowThis @BE #GirlsInTheDoorways #CashinPimplesIntoNuts @Infidels @JoeDanMedia #JoeDanMedia #Infidels & @BobDylan @RobertZimmerman & moi

CONTROLLED BROADCAST OUTTA CONTROL, DIVIDED, CONQUERED ROCK

Young & foolish with the undeserved fame of the minions who seek my controller yet all fools ain't It

Like the blood-thirsty vampires and ghouls who haunt the Octobers like they're goin' all professor scat

If a man don't have intimate relations with his own ego and Id, unfortunately THAT spells the DOOM

With Freudian conception & application of Intent of the ID's Superego's #2296, random Rando dumb.

I'm not kidding about the feeling, it feels good for a second & then it's pain & suffering of a Savior, so

Your heads above the water but still you're takin' on water, One's consciousness fades to black & blue

Now you know and you can't forget because you ain't even here any more, you flyin' with angels too?

Heal the whole world now like a miraculous feat searched for by the gods of the mighty cosmic stew.

Deep water is the underground of Time & Space, shots of pain's suffering in the veins, thorns insane

Why in the name of Bealzibub! You've forsaken me?  You haven't, oh I see, pretty girls & the leg pain

All just because I was all too human, a man of distance and letters of alphabets, common ground cool

Still without a compass to know directions of up & down, two choices but there's more connundra too.

A punch in the guts or head, puts my funk to sleep or out like a red light in a New Orleans' bum rush

You know, what you eat, think, smoke & dream of fools in the marketplace, mothers' invented for you

Never missed a beat with the police and sheriff's offices, my brothers, sisters, fathers & mothers train

Souls of US all poured into streets of Chicago & Sacramento, searchin' for pretty girls & a gin flush.

I found them all by the bridges where the deep water flows, you could throw it all in there & it flowed

Down to the mouth of the sea, Davy Jones' bones & the other innocent pirates and their booty trunks

Homeless and without any purpose for being alive here & now, the directions are still up & down This

Neither denied nor refuted by the philosophers of perished ruins, All Is One & angry for All, I pizzled!

Gimme some of this & that and then I'll be good to go for about a New York Minute, the fix is all shat

No way out and hardly any way in, everybody knows what it's like to be Alien, your mama knew sin

Mortal or venial doesn't matter much, disobey the powers that be & you're sentenced to be God's kin

Here and now we are, you, me & the rest of the all too human species' genome, so what?  Ah, fuck It!

by

r j j  stephan, i

c.  Lundi @ 3:33 AMPST ROCKTOBER 18th, 2021 Anno Domini  {Right?}

{ #GimmeSome ... jammed while listenin' to #OutOfControl in a loop by the @RollingStones kickin' me in the head on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/dBfbprawaFU }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?

#RottenRipeRipped #ACircleJerkOutOfNowhere @JohnColtrane & @MilesDavis #InSeparateWays

 

MISINTERPRETATION OF REALITY'S SOLO PERCEPTION

You are in this to win it or you're a loser on the verge of extinction, your fix is bunk in the dells

This thing you are, the thing itself before your name of your parental lineage in the sky's T-cells

Function of the calculus is the meaning of Good and Evil, the good and bad of Saturn's o-rings

They do to each other both what they'd want to be done to themselves and vice versa pings.

No confusion there, it's just the nature of the beast DNA that is a random sample of a dust

What I mean is nothing is more important than knowing that you're going to die above us

Not down below the dirty surface down to the core when the ashes & bones go havin' fun

In the smell of the smoke that's left over from the Big Bang, there you are, we are the One.

So you know the dream is the one you're dreaming & never the sureality of your awake chit

To know the difference is to pick up the suble references to the nonsense going on about It

Punks, junkies, know-it-all professors of doom and gloom, all of them monkey around blocks

Ego's all it is, will to survive at the middle of chaos, a supreme being cryin' yo' mama's hocks.

What's that mean?  It means what I said, you interpret the words and the thought the holy way

Walking or running, paying attention to avoid the Love supreme, deeper than holy desire need 

A thing itself that must be in order for everything else to have become what it has always been

A Love supreme that means you're lucky you got a sweet lick of life, aborted and dead're slain.

Taught to think as above and so it is below, I control the various ways to fulfill desire of reason

To be right & not misinterpreted is only for the children who inhabit the burroughs & counties

Meaning that communication of what needs to be known by players and the losers of treason

Camp fire in the middle of pimp & junkie woods, reminds Spirits' hollow night's freeway freezin'.

by

r j j  stephan, i

c.  ROCKTOBER XIIITH, MMXXI Anno Domini @ 4:44 PMPST

{ Cashed in on this jam from my lips to God's ears while jammin' to @JohnColtrane's #ALoveSupreme on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/ll3CMgiUPuU }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?

#SystemOfTheUpAndOutDownAndInputOutput #BoogieStoogesOnTheLam #DevilDogsRuleEarth #NEVER_FORGET #ever #SeptemberRemember911

NE'ER FORGET, DOLEMITE LOW-RIDER DOG DUST, RUDY RAY MOORE DOUBTS IT

Counter-terrorism is insufficient and quite frankly, a fool's errand for the ol' sheeple

It's not that they desire the ignorant nudges of their gods or some such nudge to sell

Apricots to Zen candles being ingested deep into the wide-open bosom of DNA's ilk

My johnson knows as much as it did on the first waste elimination of mother's milk.

John Henry vomited all over himself due to the sickness unto death of an eagle's crew

From his mother and the gods of his grandfathers' origin, nobody's ever seen any facts

All of the stars beneath heaven above jet-fueled US, bombs away 'fore anybody knew

Molly led the gang of ne'er-do-wells tent camps at the side of alligator railroad tracks.

My woman of this planet is the One I would give up my life for, here and now, I'd bleed

Not going to happen to me but what would happen to you, a cruel king's queen indeed

Conscience of a consciousness which occupies Space at the rear of your mommy's bite

Neither part of happiness nor despair, causes of effects begin with spirit-maggot flight.

Mercy me, you've misunderstood and misconstrued the meaning of the eagle's inflight

To be or not to be the inevitable, fallen angel-bird with winged flight out of its insight

Going on with being on one's own without a co-pilot or crew of three or 12 o'clock high

Is the way it is and will always be from now on until the end of eternity that won't die.

Ma's & pa's spread wild rumours around 50 states of beings, all of 'em just too human

One fathered the realm of Spermine & Hermine, all about a dramatic, soul vaccination

Bad to the bones, all 208 of them, some broke, some fractured yet a jolly rogers rocked

Crossed tibias & bone-headed skulls. centered, eye-patched. bandana tricorns cocked.

Coming through training to get rough and tough to beat or kill the switch in God's hand

Iron left over from the sunburn that brought the supernova into this form of Singularity

Black hole everywhere in & out of a linear equation's complex calculus hi-trigonometry

Revenger of the original sin comes in the finale, a dream in an hourglass' grain of sand.

Bobbing for apples as if Woman didn't take a byte of forbidden fruit in the movie flick

Display of the good, bad & ugly in search of the miraculous & the beautiful, healing sick

Captive audience at the inception, thanks to natural selection the strong survive to see

Woke, awakened yet weak-willed, to be or not to be lost souls on ice of the reaper key.

Recollect the last supper you have never recorded to remember?  It means you forgot

An event from inception to the termination, atoms and nuclei, evolved whole shebang

Can't we be friends at the end when you want to move on down a high road's perdition

Eternity leftovers, a stop signal on @Dolemite way, goddess' orgasms & Originality sin.

by

r j j  stephan, i

c.  NINE - ONE - ONE, MMXXI anno domini  9:11 AMPST

{ #RhumbaMan @JessieWinchester #Steps-Hans LOLs #KeepItLit baby!  Oh, It's on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/lCjdvLbJcp8 }

FINIS

W.W.A.R.D.?

 

#SickenedUntoHealth #CupcakesForEveryone

NOTHING TO SEE HERE, MOVE LEFT ALONG THE THIN ICE, I'M CRACKIN' UP

I heard you whisper in my ear one day after you died, without me you couldn't find the Way

It was there and then just like it's here and now and always will be the thing that I am, a One

Seventh sun of a cosmic soup's galactic solar system, intent is all there is, All is One, Sam I am

No drag because the hangman wasn't a man, hangman was a woman, explains the coverup.

Knowledge is power and the wisdom to wield that magic wand in the face of a goddess' debt

Gleaned from the annals of philosophers before and after Socrates' student, a Plato of Milea

From eternity where I come from to the beginning of the ends of your trip on LSD's mama mia

Music and philosophical jargon in me for the lyrical journey to eternal verities, unseen sweat.

Careful as Homer clearing the bases with a grand slam, to listen to this is to get on board, Zen

What it is can't be known by everyone, it's impossible to unveil miraculous Truth about Shyte

Trickling down the trickles from the cumulus and stratus clouds, H2O to clear the deck of men

Second look on the vision yields the Truth, hidden first glance, a wide open smile of gods, It.

Called out around the world for a brand new beat & it came right out the darkness' doorbell

Chicago, New York and New Orleans made it all spread to Utah, Texas California's golden son

Monkeys they were now mutated into the spankin' monkeys, throttling progeny & they fell

That's where it's all at, place in Space, above and beyond, below and within a nucleic neutron.

Stations of the cross and of the trains that criss cross the tracks of our alligator tear Nile river

Amazon flowin' just like the Mississippi, hungry fish and tribes of humans survive the punches

Comin' from mighty apes, all of these words and meanings of thoughts about bread & butter

Hunger satiated out of the dirty air and muddy grounds for the sake of millennial free lunches.

Smoked the leaf, it was sweeter than pie and really hipper than hip, higher than father above

Beyond the wars and battles designed to foster the Super Nova, pacing the weapons for Nova

Out of our feet & hands, it's what is hip for the solar system, a galactic, pancosmic faux boob

Rip a gaping hole in the fabric's matrix, momentarily lapse reason, ending One groover's tube.

by

r j j  stephan, i

c.  Mercredi, September XVIIIth, MMXXI Anno Domini @2:22 AMPST

{ Created out of thin air this AM because the #Muse needed to vent while jammin' to the @WhitneyHouston & #HITS on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/eH3giaIzONA }

FINIS

W.W.A.R.D.?

#GodIsTheLeadingCauseOfDeath #HitMan #ComeOnMan

 

GOD'S EYES' WORLD OF SWIRL, TWO-TWINS' MAMA IN A SINGULAR VOID*

Here and now you get the silly racehorse pace runnin' around in a counter-revolution's circle jerks

On the cuff or out on a limb where angels can't land and fear to even think about, they gots perks

Flight away from the mud, blood and beer, away from you & I where a mother & father are to be

This is no joke, there's no comedy in smokin' the leaves and grass full of nicotine and the Way I see.

Pinked in the pink eye of the red algae swimmin' in Cosmic porridge, a wasted food chain of dick

You and I have the blue genes and the DNA that your mother downloaded from religious schtick

Minced the meat which was the ground up flesh and bone of the anima that died to morph you

Love & hate inside a Supreme Being's mindless brain, lying down in bed-bug bag of down, et tu?

Brutal ghost wanting to be worshipped by the star and the sun we call our Origin, it dies, we die

Black hole or a singularity when white dwarves or red giants morph due to the friction's in & out

I pray and you command, it's the divine plan to do the do, to be the be, it's past presented a gift

Future comes & goes in a NYC minute, being here longer than a Humpty Dumpty ad infinitum riff.

Matter accumulated in the bowels of the genome, AMradio heads & TV ape-sitters' burnt e-books

Tax all churches for their real estate holdings, black and blue solicitations because you mortals sin

God's made dams to keep the gas holding in streams and lakes, overflowing ditch of sad delusions

Havin' an epileptic fit due to head trauma blows, fought to win, still lost, I'm down for the count.

Remove your hat, your cap, chapeau, your yamika, your beanie, then you'll honor It, the unknown

Genius is evil and there's a reason why there's not too many of them, possible there's only a One

Many of us left over in this dark matter's details, you are not what your mirror image appears as

More like a reflection of a vampire, dead matter without presence, like a spirit, a soul's God, Son!

Now, moving and being an unmoved mover are one and the same, like love & marriage, merged

Many into One, as above and so below it is the same, recollect before your conception?  Um, sure

Not even a scintilla of evidence that you will survive your heartbeat seizure, your cerebral demise

As above and so below, did I repeat that?  Adam, Eve, your ma & pa, it's all rare Earth, God's eyes.

by

r j j  stephan, i

c.  September Vth, MMXXI Anno Domini @ 9:11 AMPST

* Dedicated to #TheTwins who knew who they were even in the darkness of the Womb!  D & D of Albert & Teri ...thanks for my 70th birthday party to my dearest better 1/2, @CarolAnnStephan, she ROCKS!

{ #LastRefugeOfAScoundrel #HereAndNow drafted while jammin' to @GeorgeCarlin on #ReligionStandDown on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/2tp0UNcjzl8 }

FINIS

W.W.A.R.D.?

#MarsSpirits #LifeOnEuropaIsAnOctopus #YoureGoingDown

 

HUMANITY AND THE RUBY RED LIPS OF ENTRY, INTO THE VOID, THE END
I knew there would be a time when nothing would make sense before I died, come on cuz, yoyo
It's all over, I know the Truth about the final destination of all of y'all, alright, alright, alright lo
It's not for me to say or imply that nobody knows anything, maybe a king or high priestess does
But probably not in fact, hardly a chance in hell below, where we're all gonna go, that's the buzz.

First class seats on board the first flight out of the stratosphere and back again in a day, I embed
Gravity's addiction to Earth's pull, a grave in the ending moment, 100 years & caput, you're dead
Not because you hate life but because that's Life, it's what all the people say, chewin' the hot cud
Shot down in the days of May, when the Earth begins to tilt toward the hot star, sprouting a bud.

Conditional premises lead to rational deductions which in turn lead to commands, to law of man
In order to control the waking hours of the progeny of the poor, the rich and the famous, God ran
Away from Earth, from Earth's solar system, the galaxy and the entire universe, God's collapsing
But why?  Because atoms attract one another and repel one another, in due time's happening.

Scientists blew it & fused it, caused molecular & atmospheric cancer of twilight zone nightmare
Coming to Jesus is to collapse an angelic choir from no place at all here or now into a microdot
Can't see it with naked eyes but an electron microscope makes it all comprehensible, know a lot
Dream is indeed one within another, ad infinitum, no stakes to settle, make mine medium rare.

Being supreme or inferior has nothing to do with the efficacy of abstract thought, ain't no cure
What it does have something to do with is a personal identification with a fake driver's licensure
Mercury to Pluto our sun's matter scattered 360 degrees around it, zillions of pounds of TNT boom
All are out and the story is told and climaxed, human nature remains, high me, tokin' in the room.

by
r j j  stephan, i
c.  Jeudi, July 22nd, 2021 Anno Domini @ 10:10 PMPST
{  Cracked out of my split brain while listenin' to #TheFiveRootRacesOfMankind on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/uZ6ygwavlHY }
<3 <3 <3

#MyWayTheOnlyWay #TheWay #ToBeOrNotToBeTrue #ThatsLife #SINATRA @Frankie #Happy71stAnniversary Ma & Pa July 2nd, 1950 A.D. @ChrisJanson #BeerMe

 SHREDDIN' & KICKIN' UP DUST BELOW 5 CENT STARS
Got a wake up call the night before last, you remember what I had told you
It was a dream within a dream like the one you're havin' right now, booboo
Callin' me out & draggin' you right behind me to keep it cool, my sins to ban
Smokin' kills the fire, not impossible, why blame the burn for the fire, man?

Cracked nuts before I knew I had one, dreamin' in a dream again ad infinitum
Peculiar like my conception from the virgin's egg & the inseminator's scrotum
Finite boys and girls turned into morality & ethics enforcement for us to trace
Blue or black, either way it's all easy to trace by the tears on your & my face.

Screaming up & down the scales, drummin' skins of treetop wood, holy wind
Babies came from love and lust, admiration and jealousy of others' golden find
Babes in adult pampers, gettin' ready to become wasted in a valley, apple hill
Cannot make it up, the fiction is incredible, the Truth is forever unknown still.

Symbolic imbeciles and morons running the economic & political social Tea
Inherited systemic racism, blue blood inside runs red outside the skin's time
Sweet as a honey bee reject, a sting remains, I want no part of a fool's rhyme
Yes to the sunny days and the rain on the track that makes the slope slippery.

Off of the cliff you jump since there was nowhere else to go, had to fall down
It was a ring around the roses, you were my glass of wine, I was a shade tree
Monkeys get stung just like the rest of the apes, forms & matter unjustify Me
OK man, you get no nickel back when you're all washed up down by the river!
by
r j j  stephan, i
c.  Vendredi, July 2nd, 1950-1954 Anno Domini @ 07:59 AMPST
{  Redacted from sister JoJo & mom Teri & pops Al & #1Bro Al Jr. #ALL4RIP & I flung this out the #Cosmos listenin' to @Nickelback #LiveAndLoud link @ https://youtu.be/j2t7nBsH83A }
FINIS
W.W.A.R.D.?

#InvokeTheFifth #DrinkAFifth #FifthAvenueSmack #GreatLakeSonOfCisco #ThisMeansWAR

ONE LONG GREAT LAKE RUN FROM #LSD TO HARLEM AV
Keepin' the beat to the rhythm and rhymes of the boogie woogie ain't easy when dead
So, pump up the serial success since you & I are the rising atoms of the superstar, Zeus
All you know and will ever find out about is here and now, present in the loins of a son
Of the infants and the defective human beings who procreate the essence of extinction.

It's as good as it gets when it's over, you get no second chances, it's all one & then done
Nothing you can say about it, it's the nature of this beast you occupy, air, land & the sea
Underground or in the outer space between the planets, moons and other burning gas
Consolidated into the gravitational collapse in utero, it's all finished except for the past.

Future will never be the Present if you expire the dream before it's time, no worries too
It won't make a difference to Mr. Sandman who won't bring you any dreams any longer
You will wake up even if you don't like it and want to use magic to cancel culture, I fear
Bag of tricks that are just a slight of hand and a diversion from the obvious, love is blue.

Around the soft outback and even right through the front iron gate, it's smokin' hot scat
Fished the lake until the swimming in a sewer of millions of wasted, a digested dirty rat
Time out and never wake up after that last night of layin' down on the pillow of feathers, gadfly
Up to the hilt where it can't go any further except piercing to the other side, twilight zone, I die.

Walked through and around the parks full of caskets buried four feet down below smoked grass
Headstones above and below the ground, across the avenue from the workin' stiffs still alive
Paid the piper cost after all it was 'pied' and there's no more cherry pie, do what you gotta do
Fruit of the vine will be the liquid spirit to make you laugh, cry, misunderstand and fight too.

After the post education, there's a tour of duty with a duration from a week to thirty years
In between your soul and the door of perception's broken window, there's a key to the Way
Way being the ultimate goal of every single living human of any continent's group of tweegers
Never give up, ignorance hurts those who would snuff fire out with their fingers, flame-on day.

by
r j j  stephan, i
c.  Tuesday, May 18th, 2021 Anno Domini @ 1555 hours
{ Drafted in a heartbeat listenin' to myself, deep down into the bowels of the genome!  Ouch! }
FINIS
W.W.A.R.D.?

#WomanDontKnowMeMan #TimesSpaceChangedThings #LastTrainLeftTheStation

 

DON'T CARE ABOUT IT, FORGET ABOUT IT, SLAPSHOT GOLD'S DARKNESS
Locked into the combination of zero, eternity to the right, 7 to the left, zero to the right & again
Water and garbage under the bridge and it doesn't get any easier, snip & cuttin' my clear as-skin
Mortal or venial, original or just against humanity, the Ends are identical, smoke a silkworm bud
Nothing to contain the blood and bones, mind and brain won't work, ain't no survivin' eatin' cud.

It's complicated when you accidentally hurt another human being, they ain't no sick, nutty dog
You don't get to terminate the living unless you get permission from the power that is all agog
Government of the people, by the people and for the people saves the genome for coded copy
Alienware movin' the dots in the matrix from the chaos to the order of things, abused and free.

Ape my words, copycat the whole shebang and you'll see Nothing more clearly, for a second
Then it's all over, bright lights clear the pathway and the mothers of the inventions roll a One
Smoked and swallowed deep down into the lungs where the blood brings bang to the brains
Come and go as you please, in and out of the dream's reality and fantasy, it's all the refrains.

Repeat ad infinitum, cause and effect of the last effect is the one missing from an assassin's eye
It's the zero, absent without leave, clues leading to the solution that's an incomprehensible lie
Mothers and fathers told us not to come after they got us here the same way, it's complicated
Timing is everything, we moved from the rest and now, the unknown is known, we're all dead!

Treasure of gems, words and the wastewater left over by the piste recyclers of H2O, tons of guns
Bullets from revolvers or .45's without serial numbers, .38's from daddy's sock drawer, my funds
All I needed to go from the start to finish without being jinxed, I am a monster y'all 're afraid of
I'm all in your mind, hard to believe the assassin was inside of me since day One, Gold's the dove.

So, this piece of lead used to be the fool's gold in the 1860's, blamed murder on me, gallows seen
Undertaken to solid ground, wrapped in cheesecloth, stinkin' like dead matter, heavenly flim flam
Monkeys everywhere, eating & defecating it all, time after time, it is after all, all about me, I am
Suns and stars of animated carbon, oxygen and nitrogen blowing their cookies into a smithereen.

Last plane & train left the station, you and I are here and now, locked in tight, out of range again
Recycle the light, sound, grapevines and Mary's weed burned the whole shebang, I Am a-changin'
Quickly pass the puck to the forward, slapshot in the net, from man to empty casket flimflam, son
Spinner we are, wobblin' ecliptically, caged in revolution, moonshine GOLD, assassin's One, Done!

by
r j j  stephan, i
c.  Friday, April 2nd, 2021 Anno Domini @ 4:11 AMPST
{  Drafted the moment that Hell broke loose the fire and brimstone, lecture the preachers & listen carefully to @BobDylan #Jitterbugraggin' to #ThingsHaveChanged #TimesAreStrange #ImOutOfRange on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/L9EKqQWPjyo }
FINIS
W.W.A.R.D.?

#ItsYourAudibleCall #GameStopper #ItsOverWhenItsOver

HOMEY DON'T PLAY THE TETHER-CAT CATHETER SHEET
In the middle of the empty room, you know right where you stand, where you are at in Space
A dream at dusk when white light turns red-orange or daydream at dawn's early lit book face
Flowing and having fun being alive before the exit from this cruel, cruel world, a day's seized
If I wasn't supposed to be alive and be caused by the accident of my mom & pop's DNA pieces.

Apes are gorillas, all too human, question the meaning of the dead men's infinite wisdom of pi
All they actually know for certain is 3.14 and that's all there is, evolution from a star's Big Banger
This is the Time in Space my father warned me about with the #FactsOfLife, I'm here & now to fly
Simply complex cell of protoplasmic words whittled down to rock hard wood, erected to the sky.
 
Baseless foundation of complex anima appeared through spontaneous combustion's redhot star
We call it the One, it's the Sun caused liquid, rolling stone turned to skull and bone, a jolly roger
Leaning just because of the angular momentum of the swan boats and lilly pads of frog graffiti
It's a coldest pond near the bog and swamp of the grounded mine field, hell on this Earth party.

Trouble means nothing while in possession of the invisible philosopher stone, words of my spells
Magical wands in the wrong hands pass to the right hands and #Presto, a truth must be told too
Dirty TV screens and babbling speakers without lips, just a plug in an outlet full of power to be us
You, me & everybody else, getting respect or not, we live & die, losers all gonna go, you feel me?

Often if not always begin your premise to your argument's conclusion with the word, "SO" & then
Cry or laugh about what you'll say to Pete and repeat the mantra ad infinitum, until you see a Zen
Nothing special less than a neutrino, larger than a Super Nova deep in space without eyes to see
Talking without saying anything any intelligence might muster as a sign of the creator in creation.

There is no creator here nor there, it ain't my fault, I'm just a messenger, a scribe of the scribbled
Monkey in & out of a cage, potty trained, educated in the West & East ilk of humanity's struggle
Best friends don't die twice, unless you count in your sleep, cut oxygen off in a wetdream's dread
Meaning nothing, much ado about nothing that has presence, soul, mind ain't there, you're dead!

by
r j j  stephan, i
c.  March 26th, 2021 Anno Domini @ 11:11 AMPST
{  Drafted in total Oneness & listenin' to two hours & two minutes of #LowDownDirtyBluesNumberNine #9 link @ https://youtu.be/V-iuU6ne7ws }
FINIS & STAY CALM DOGS
W.W.A.R.D.?

#SomeBodyLoanMeADime @BozSkaggs & my choice of rockin' yo' ape inside! & @CarlosSantana #Devadip #100thMonkeys

 

IT HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH THE THINGS THAT BURY A HATCHET

Justice is a ham sandwich with mayo on light rye, kosher pickle on the side of a blown blunt
Right or left of the aisles between the middle road that covers the holy sewer lid love scent
All muck and mire is something that just happens, never in the 1st plan but it's the thing, man
Signs are out there on every side of your mind, in and out of the birthday presence trash can.

Orphans know better than children who hide feelings to avoid doom of a silly son of a bull
Calling youngsters divisive names cause alligator tears to water the revenge of a deplorable
Internetting & chit chatting with #bots in a poor, tiny world of motorheads' stone-deaf ears
Chilled in the oven but hot to trot in the deep freezer, planetary excellence killed the fears.

So, you die, your body's heart stops, doesn't resume the rhythm and beat, you taken the fifth?
One discernment in full awareness of a mind without a brain's empty soul myths from Eve's Adam
Cutthroat on your mind, at this future point of no return, your faith & hope pleases even Lilith
Divine monkeys, snakes, rocks, lava, magic acid's recombinant DNA from Earth's core of a dam.

In perspective yet out of clear focus, an astigmatic twist of the lens, to disrupt the light's focus
Apes to monkey around until the 99th monkey does what the 98th monkey did & caused a fuss
Pretending to be know it alls, the monkeys all died and left the naked apes all alone, cell phoned
Eventually the fruit they ate killed their innards, they laid around all day, ate and got so stoned.

Yo, there's rational arguments for the nature of the beast within us, not our fault, we're innocent
Never guilty for things done since everything is predisposed in Time & Space, light's signals sent
To be here and now with me and you, even if all the other apes forget, ghetto amnesia, my past
Ceremonies to remind the confounded innocents failed, Mass, Sacrifice & Crucify yo' mama fast!

Of these miraculous days and nights on the search for the mundane secret, myths of divine ages
God's dead, look at yourself, your imaginary image reflected by the light in the darkness of Space
Perfection just a pretend notion to shoot for, being just the DNA at random, love and marriages
On being the effect and result of random DNA recombination, got lucky, my heart's a yoyo ace!

by
r j j  stephan, i
c.  Samedhi, January 9th, 2021 Anno Domini @ 3:33 PMPST
{  Jammed out of the cerebral cortex while listenin' to @IsaacHayes #DoYourThing 20"version in a looplink @ https://youtu.be/G_RhJuh7VWs }

 

FINIS

W.W.A.R.D.?

#CannotFindYOU #BecauseEyeamNotHere #ArmstrongAndGettyRockSolid #KillerLiver

<3 Sacred <3

'BOUT THE DECREPIT #WOKE TRIP, 12-7-1941 INFAMY DAY, BANG-BANG UNIVERSAL ENDS

Now and then you find yourself and the others all around you in the same place at the same time
Then & there you'll know logic & reason for being alive, here & now on Earth, livin' on gods' dime
Talking because you know you're listenin' to the words I'm makin' into the flesh of understanding
I'm already gone but I knew I'd never get to stay here forever 'til the little Big Bang into nothing.

Apparent to the sensation I used to examine the subjects and objects that predicated my journey
It was always whatever you said, I listened to you, loved you to hate me above and below old me
In a hail or a scat storm of loving lies to get innocence & timidity o'er the hump, winds of whiskey
Got me here to the cell door bangin' behind me, broken laws and broken hearts in my wake's sea.

Nobody told me about the end of the road where you all will get to before or after the Kracken
Desert, dirt and death are all a huge part of Life, as we or any star in any system or galaxy of sin
Against the positive and negative flow of the electronic solar wavelengths, high-def subjectives
In the complexity of the simple mind above your neck, beat this down your moral imperatives.

Monkeys with a virus passing it to the rest of the DNA's broken code, they see what they do too
Eating the food that keeps the function moving from A to Z, from 1 to 10, 7 feet under aster dust
Again and again, repeat the identical movement of the cause and effects of the highway endings
Faith forever, blind or educated guesses all, nothing for certain, it's the gist of It, sweet Nothings!

Bang, bang for the last time right before the fade to darkness, without a peep, not a dot of fire
Frozen stiff, mouth agape playin' tricks on your empty form of shapeless, all whiskey swallowers
Bangin' shots of that #Jack while you were whisperin' in my ear, in went in One & out the Other
Heard it all, some you haven't heard but I ain't the One to say, that's your beast of burden buster!

At the crossroad ahead, there's no returning back to the comfort zone where you're pop got lucky
Your mama doesn't have your back anymore, if she ever did, she's too old or dead and gone now
Remember the day you wanted to be in charge?  Now, you are, so gitterdone or it'll be just ducky
Think and you get exactly what you intend, intent, will to be, to survive, dog, god, a skeleton key.

Already gone before the last mile home to the rear of the refused dump of skulls and crossbones
Pirates and saints, all of them innocent babies, elder care abusers & their holy souls in rest homes
Bums and junkies are the successful who lost the way down the middle path, on the way uptown
Never meant to be a happy ending, just pretenders making believe in Santa, Jesus and the Blown!

by
r j j  stephan, i
c.  Lundi, Freezember 7th, 2020 Anno Domini @ 7:11 AM #PearlHarborDay #TheDayThatWillLiveInInfamy #FDR #InfamySpeech #FACTS
{ Drafted while gestating this link @ https://youtu.be/xWOOtgk1Jq0 #AbsoluteVictory #VJdap #NuclearABomb #Fission @SonnyStephan #RIPpops & thank you for your service in the @USNavy when you were 16!  & as a bonus because I love all 3 of you (LOLs) here is the reason we need the Void, #HitlersLostSecrets @ https://youtu.be/i65GDSXy9H4 }

FINIS 

W.W.A.R.D.?

W.W.A.R.D.?

#TittiesBeer @Montgomery_Gentry #BigDogs #ShortLives #RIP

CUT THE LIGHTS, KNOCKIN’ BOOTS

by

Richard Joseph Stephan·Sunday, October 25, 2020

---------------- #BeTheDog ----------------

Stay away just like there’s a #BewareOfDog sign right there on the outside gate y’all know

It’s the way it’s gotta be because the boredom and ennui of the nation is so endemic, so-so

You and I gotta do what we gotta do, in English it’s universal and foreign tongues drip mud

Held off the unintelligible sounds of the tower of Babel where me and you split all the crud.

Won the whole kitten caboodle ‘cause everyone else was bluffin’ or folded their Boston beans

I didn’t show my hand before or after the final cut, the last bet before the Beg Bang ended it

Not any origin of this universe but the end of my long borrowed unit, here & now, DNA genes

Myriad of confusing colors & order of things called #Chaos of Divinity, this divine is the chit!

Evermore since the age of reason amassed seven years times ten, sixty nine so fine, all mine

Hearts fallen down my memory bank, jumped the cliff about ten times, OK maybe I’m wrong

The bottom line is, my infatuation with the eggs of the genome was legend, in my mind only

Not even One, except the last One needed the boots knockin’ 7 or 8 times, gods in my songs.

Schooled and militarized my weapons for the capture and evolution of the Love and Legends

Pale moons shining brighter than stars fallin’ 360 around us out of nowhere, the Void ends

Like the last kiss from the love of your life, the living one not after-life empty spirits’ fates

Knockin’ boots right after, me and you baby, you know who you are, let us open the gates.

Sweet dreams woke you up and there I was, as it should and always will be, I’m One, the One

Who came from somewhere out of Time and Space and intersected with your lips’ padlocked

Nevermore to miss anything of the Yang, my Yin is sugar, in the crowd of all Chicago-blocked

California dreamin’ in a sea surf, Pacific fishin’ souls up a lazy river of old man Sonny’s Sun.

Used to be a Past until the Future became the Present for a moment or two, maybe a bit less

Fraction of a flash in the pan, the picture develops from the negative to the positive, I confess

Not to the priest who pretends to be more than a human, blessed with the celibacy of Eunich

Nothing to pass on to the gene pool of acid, a remix, all recombinations already fixed, kicks!

That’s all it’s for, knockin’ boots for kicks because we can girl, just me and you, shut the door

Nitty gritty comes and goes in a moment, when the sugar stirs the hearts fall, all rich & poor

Three songs more or less gets the two who need to tango for the Ultimate Target, to be the Fit

Only the super strong will survive the height of ecstasy from the baby dance, call it the tricks!

Lat call for the last drink, we got the Harvey Wallbangers again and now it’s under silk screes

Shades drawn, no daylight will come in until 12 noon at the Arctic, yo feets don’t fail me now

Dark as it was when I closed my eyes, you’ll never know my happy sight of you naked, seized

Punk that I used to be, Good Hominid, BAD DUDE, warrior, patriot, slung drinks & the blow.

That’s what you do to defend your country when you’re a teen in fear, shoot them or shoot up

Pale moons were up there way back then and they still come up now and then, in a funky cup

Sugar stirred from the first wet dream to the final relaxing of the muscles, toilet bowel release

Nowhere to run when you’re on mop up duty for the corpses, reverence required for a corpse.

Halloweens’ for all of the Dead & Gone Ones and all of the souls still alive on Earth, winners

All of the saints who died and all of the sinners who became saints and all kids of the sinners

Just a kiss of death is all y’all need to gain the Putsch, you will ascend to the top of the roots

Revolution in and out of parking lots, A-Bombs, H-Bombs, #MOAB’s last call to knock boots.

by

r j j stephan, i

c. Dimanche, ROCKTOBER 25th, 2020 A.D. @ 6:66 AMPST

{ Dripped this from heaven whilst listenin’ to @LukeBryan #KnockinBoots (DUH?) on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/yTJGOeW1qx8 }

FINIS

W.W.A.R.D.?

#FictionalFacts #FactualBovineExcrement #CANDY #Santana #BBKing #RareEarth

COMPUTERS, LOLs & SOME CANDY

by

Richard Joseph Stephan · Monday, October 19, 2020

---------------- #BecomeTwoBeOne ---------------

Don’t try to persuade the blind faith followers of the exact, precise, indubitable Truth of One

Meaning of where all the multitude of the data has been manufactured from, hangin’ gallows

A preacher, a high or low priest, a minister, a pastor of the sheep, black, white, red or yellow

All of them, every one of the billions from all seven continents are a recommendation of blow.

Not something windy or white like blow has been known to be but the collapse of a black hole

Into the Singularity I find myself alone within regardless of another point of view of the crow

Black, invisible in the darkness of ultraviolet light, wavelengths of hungry radicals of liberty

Picking mindless bodies right there next to RR tracks by a North Highland Walmart RR city.

To lead the fuss and the fight for the communism, radical socialism to eradicate lazy poverty

When you’ve grown from a child and you don’t want to work for the things you can buy, see

You will either die young or go to prison forever if you disregard the ethics and morality code

Until the day you realize the nature of your Self, your being’s essence, you’ll be in drift mode.

You’ve got news for me since I’ve been locked out of civilization for a century, run it down see

Wired up the invisible connection, wavelength and frequency in synchronization, fly high free

Away from the matter and the keeper of the infinite energy to move, to animate a hot solution

Less talking and speaking of the things themselves and their activity prior to the dissolution.

Do not exterminate the messenger because the message is an unacceptable prophecy, we die

Like it or not, conceptions to annihilation of a spermatozoon DNA egg is all life is, that is All

Nothing more after the last breath, the last heartbeat, enjoy the ride because it’s the only One

Who you are from the street urchin to the dictators, czars & presidents is the same, bug bum.

Corrupt crooks are merely the carriers of the extinction disease, an accident waiting to step in

Something out of our control and nefarious is pending like doom on our proverbial doorstep

In a NYC big apple moment, a flash changes everything, in a blink the digits rearrange the sin

Original, venial or mortal in any case, it’s all an imaginary, contrived method to control Man.

Simple mind strong within my consciousness through no fault of my inherited genome, I am

Not what I need or want but it is the truth about what it is, air, fire and water, all I need, bam

Pinched an inch more than I could the day I saw lights, chanted OM word, dreamed a dream

Realization of the Love and Hate on the surface of Earth as it spins around without the team.

Just One mind, One thing itself is all there is, the interior, the inside of a #FakeNews stream

Groups of shapes and forms of the egg keepers are together with the ultimate goal, evolution

Making all the pieces of the puzzle fit into the proper erratic curves of a jig-saw, bloody bleed

What matches the colors and shapes better than the exact fit? Nothing, it is not all you need.

Dad died having sex with ma, she was so hot he expired without a care in the world, freedom

To be or not to be, everything fits into the right spots and the entire picture into a pinpoint

Double vision united as if Time and First Mover have merged and become the memory of It

A 2020 POTUS reelection is inevitable unless you want the Biden-Sanders Unity Task Chit!

I ain’t the one that’s the original sin in the garden of Eden, look into your own genome’s soul

It’s probably all your fault that we’re here and now up chitz creek without a paddle, just Win

Study hard, learn everything from Science and Math, then Logic and Philosophy, or give up

There’s no other pathway than straight ahead down the middle path, spark up another, pup!

by

r j j stephan, i

c. Lundi, ROCKTOBER 19th, 2020 Anno Domini @ 10:10 AMPST

{ Jammed out of the Twilight Zone while listenin’ to Candy Dulfer #HITS on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/RisUgnkFxFA }

FINIS'

W.W.A.R.D.?

#DoggieInTheWindow #Priceless #Aerosmith #JimmyBuffett #Parrothead

SIMPLE-MINDS UP SHTZ’ CREEK

by

Richard Joseph Stephan · Sunday, October 18, 2020

--------------- #SweetEmotion -----------------

Eyes opened and closed in a blink, a flash of star-burned light filters through the cloud nines

Where ever the things move above and below the ground, diggin’ or crawlin’, walkin’ or flyin’

Ends will come high and grade school’s thought forms that snagged a spark for a few joy rides

Happy hour was every one of them that mattered here and now, living was better than dying.

Yet, there’s no way out of the dilemma, knowing it before it happens makes it happiness here

Knowing there’s absolutely Nothing aware after we die, our minds, we animals die, don’t care

On to the afterlife where your archangels fear to go, where God gets irritated by you, oh hehl

Missing points bring us to where we want to be, where the long gone place is, it’s where I fell.

No coming back, no reincarnation as the story tellers and liars related their tales and fictions

Still in written word form on pages of books, to read in languages alive and dead for the eons

Monkeys and fish seem to have left the others behind, eaten and drank it all up, Earth Ends

Claim to fame either gets you what you need when your dead or it’s just a whiff of trash cans.

You love what you’ve learned your elders loved when you were a little daughter and tiny son

Your fault for all of the decisions you make based on their teachings, it’s only right you do pay

Stupid is as stupid does, ignorance is bliss in some form or another, can’t get far with an idiot

It takes one to know one, dolphins make me high too but I don’t tell all, it’ll git me buckshot.

Letting you know where to find me when I’m dead, I’m goin’ straight down to the core’s pit

Down below this dirt in the inner space above absolutely nothing, a vacuumed Void of scat

Without a subject or any objective, there is the absolute left to predicate the bizarre display

Day, night, spun & wobbled around, showed the way, tomorrow for some will never be today!

Then and that means if and only if everything goes as planned, then it’s one last chance to do

What you always thought you wanted to be a good man, a bad boy took the time row in a flow

Down river with the drag of the ocean’s attraction due to centrifugal spirits keepin’ us in Pain

Species beings extinct, good, bad or fugly deceit, skewed vision’s insanity, a 2020 AD reign.

by

r j j stephan, i

c. Dimanche, ROCKTOBER 18th, 2020 A.D. @ 3:33 PMPST

{ Drafted behind the background of Jimmy Buffett's Margaritaville Ocho Rios Jamaica link @ https://youtu.be/Omox2ci5yB0 }

FINIS

W.W.A.R.D.?