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Showing posts with label #tigerblood. Show all posts
Showing posts with label #tigerblood. Show all posts

Thursday, March 28, 2024

#WheresELMO? #ButAnyway #SloGin #GoodMorningVietNam #FadeAway #FaceTheFaxOfLife #RollingStones #CallTheBloodyGodsSneezingOozeOutSpace

LOVE YOU ALL OVER, OVER & OVER
 ad infinitum, ad nauseum
There is hardly one fat chance you’ll see this & even less likely you’ll give it a read
It’s nothing personal between you & me or me & you, all accidentally on purpose
Middle of the road nearly at a finish line, dynamo Race of mice and a man’s creed
Drunk on the fresh air again, commandments One through ten, I’m a half-breed.

Bums and junkies left over from the hey-day of the Hootie & a Hippie getting’ down too
Sister said that we would get down to “brass tacks” but I didn’t grasp the signal’s blue
Colored for effect on the invisible ghost of a spark, never live or dead just grim as @Ted
Holier than you ever were since it never existed in DNA like y’all, do not get me started.

Peasants all children who conceived from an original, mortal sin of coitus, come man!
On the other side of the curtain you & I cannot penetrate with knowledge-wisdom’s sin
One seed tree of Knowledge’s Good & Evil is the creator/reaper, not to be too humane
Open the book, start on page 1 & finish at the end’s blank page, then fly high in a plane.

Got noisy words comin’ in and out of the ear holes, now I’m gonna do some weird chit
Repeating mantras of what it is & will always be here & now during this trippin’ stitch
Drawn picture of where you’ll go when you lay down to die, can’t stand up comedy It
In casket or urn only if you’re lucky to have cash money or even my spare dime pitch.

Fools can’t breathe for free, they steal it from you & me, it’s the only way for the hobo
Could be your sister, brother, mother or father, aunt, uncle or maybe a distant cousin
Fun is out, it’s survival of the most fit to be here & now, shelter in place & BBQ, sip gin
You’ll be one that’s left over in the end, unlike country boys, idiots & morons survive.

I am drawing a line in the sand, you know it will disappear when the waves reappear
Cream is on the top because gravity cannot keep it under control, too rich to be fear
It’s a long way to the apex of this apparent somnambulistic appearance, I do imagine
All things seen, heard, smelled, tasted & touched with nuclear blow torch ICBM SIN.

You might be drawn like a magnet to the place you can sleep without one eye open
By the hot fire burning for warmth and signaling to the darkness to come so often
Like your mother and father who left you orphaned, on your own, all alone children
Be vicious, rough & ready for the necessary & sufficient tracking, pray is prey’s sin.

Now & then, you run across big words that mean more than the roar of my Charger
Here are some, more than one less than a million, for sure for sure, human martyr
Grown from a seed, spontaneously multiplying its own kind of program, red blood
RNA from a sun, Void out of nowhere, obligated drop of a dime on you & me, God!
by
r j j stephan, i
c. Jeudi, III-XXVIII-MMXXIV Anno Domini @ 3:00 AMPST
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Monday, March 25, 2024

#BetterWithBloodInside #FarOutMan

AUBURN HAS GOD’S DAM OF RIVER CITY
It hurts me more than it'll hurt you, reality becomes unmasked this hot & holy day
Breaking the hearts of rubber souls who lived & already died before they knew it
We’re here a moment & gone the next, no immortal setting leftover, no Disneyland
For all who pretend to believe what’s true, no hope for you, woman hybrid human.

Mutate your DNA, big pharmaceuticals playing the CIA & DIA put dick in the dirt
Cancelled by powers that won’t be alive in a century, you know & I know the flirt
Addicted to Dr. Feelgood’s idiots of LSD dropped hits of fools, a missile base’s OSI
You're too high to go to hell, you’ve got to come down a few steps, UFO dose LSD.

So, therefore, hence, nevertheless & furthermore you see bouncing ping-pong balls
Brief coverings of the junk & over the shoulder boulder holders, stop fornica recalls
Expense is nominal, all you have in your pocket, old man’s leftover whistle & bells
Briefing the ignorant & stupid morons we’ve weaned from infancy on welfare rolls.

Truth's been told, it’s incredible and true at one & the same time in Space, it’s dawn
Golden lead leftover Big Bang dirt, not capable of becoming THE liquid plasma con
Pinch me because I’m actually sleeping & can't awaken, sources & methods kill you
Rocks of Rockefeller turned liquid gold, then disappeared in Phoenix Lights of AZ.

Extraterrestrial Spielberg, you & I know the Truth, spilt beans of Top-Secret topics
Russia, USSR, The Beatles said they were back, to Area 51 on the Pope of skeptics
Follow the script written to avoid panic at finding Truth is actual, naked, so bizarre
On the nature of DNA mutation, it could happen on any planet or solar system afar.
Interdimensional life inside the Space you see here and now, in or out of your souls
Before your & my conceptions in the dark womb of mama, you & I were Nothing
Going back to it when the last gasp comes & goes in the day or night, SMUD’s south
Municipality of the city of trees, born to be wild and die with a sucker in my mouth.

Banks closed; safes broken & destroyed in the acid lake behind my garbage plant
I had a line drawn right down the middle of the road, double yellow without breaks
Fully loaded with a twenty-ton piece of useless metal, a crane for high-rise masonry
Good to be evil & bad to be copacetic as it is and will always be, I came, saw & see.

Nine to five & forty of ‘em every week except relaxation vacation everything timing
It’s everything & without it we’ve got the darkness’ candy, none, ain’t got any bling
Chasing the empty dreams I open & find nothing at all, you know what I mean too
Last day you get to see light, you’ll also die and see darkness up close, fighters Foo!

by
r j j stephan, i

c.  Lundi, March 25th MMXXIV Anno Domini @ 333 AMPST

Friday, March 22, 2024

CONVICT DELUSION OF INNOCENCE BABY #OHgirl #BeerForMyHorses #ImWinning

PRETEND BODY & SOUL WON’T SURVIVE EXTINCTION’S DOOM
-------------xo gods-------------------
Two wrongs do not make one right, that would be a fallacious argument in a fool’s face
It might be the ways and means of the forms and shapes of the times that shape Space
Time too that seems to be a measure of your relationship with the cosmic Brand flakes
Gods and the gold, primary function of a bullied boy is to become the government cake.

If you’re a moron, you look like a moron, you speak like a moron, you write like one tool
High crimes & misdemeanors flap you lips sir Raskin or Holmes of the Sher Locke’ fool
Swine kidney saved your DNA, savin’ pigs is no fine meal for the carnivores of humanity
How now, piggy heart, can we use PIG when we’ve clogged every blue-blooded artery?

Serious as a heart attack, the coronary thrombosis comes & goes with the Earth’s spin
Revolving, orbiting, stuck in the sun’s gravitational collapse in an infinite vortex of Gin
Shots with the tonic got me over the facts of life, being out of control, I created The Toy
Of the Man above & below me, obedient, cheerful, thrifty, brave, CLEAN, reverent boy.

Dramatic Talkie from First Cause’s walking dead, stayin’ alive in the coffin grave, Revive
Lumps of skin and bone, asleep even while wide awake, inner blind faith’s comfort dove
Peace to the ones who struggle to get over their own abuse by elders, the evil are alive
With you & with me, some guitar strings pluck the arpeggio & hit Hits, all below & above.

Original sin recollection or total ignorance of the reason for the Earth’s existence inline
Matter and the Forms, shapes of the things we have discourse about, cyber intercourse
Events are the memory of an illusionary presence & it’s momentary lapse of dreaming
In colors of the rainbow or in basic black & bright white, either way divinity’s scheming.

Creating the creation and taking no responsibility for the actions of the offspring, it’s Life
The narrow way is to act as an orphan without companions would, to be One cool knife
No back up required, self-sustaining logistics to stay alive & comfortable for the duration
Of good & bad times happening to everyone on every dried-up continent, I’m mortal sin.

You cannot pay a fine high enough to pay divine transgressions, you’ve been conceived
Intelligent life can’t be discerned underwater or in an invisible, empty mind, yet, believed
Impossible that a contradiction can be a Truth, back-to-back holes-in-one don’t happen
17 million to one, a highly impossible shot in the dark to a divine microdot, a lion’s den.

Heavenly bodies more than the human females’ 207 bones born, being cosmic void scat
The barrier to the Space between all things in the galaxy is invisible, you still collapse it
Freedom ready for Will to Power trending expansion, annihilation, obliteration God spat
Jealousy of my jelly beans, make ‘em Joe, I ate ‘em grampa, rotten tooth karma’s Fitbit.

Star to star, face to face, understand what’s going on in backgrounds behind your back
Biscuits with grave butter that clog the tubes of the many, I am One, the same as Black
Skin color in the dark is the identical hue and shade, only idiots lack the discretion high
Not the fault of an idiot, it’s DNA genetic inheritance, love is blind, it makes the Big Guy.

Daddy knows nothing, mommy knows most if not all that needs to be known, need to no
Just say no, it feels very good to be in control of the behavior you’re responsible for, bro
Sisters too, you’re not left out of the obligation to be responsible for your actions, oh girl
I’d be in trouble regardless of proverbial “End Times”, I think, ergo I’m God’s whole whirl.
by
r j j stephan, i

c. Vendredi, March XXIInd MMXXIV Anno Domini @ 711 AMPST
{ Uplinked from the @TrumpTowerPenthouse & @500ItalianFreemasons & drafted from #Hades’ link @ https://youtu.be/9FSJKmEUZfI?si=gfmtc9L24wGy6LSK }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?

Wednesday, March 20, 2024

#ThatDressNeedsASlipOff #BirdsNeedBees #IceNeedsWhiskey #NittyGritty #SugarStirring #BootsKnockinYet

HOLE IN THE HALL
OF THE HOLIER THAN THOU
==============================
As I’d contemplate the shape of this universe, I’d see nothing clearly, invisible funk, me
Always there for you except it dawns on me, I’ll soon be dead & gone from mud & beer
Mixed drinks fooled me into thinkin’ I was too cool for school, I was but not what I hear
Apparently, I was the joke to laugh at because they were not me, that’s fear for the free.

Lights go out every night, no need to see anything moving in the darkness’ empty sets
For once in the life of the species’ that drinks the sea & eats salted peanuts on sure bets
There will be a reckoning for the controversial blind faith in the unknown, a day y’all die
Intelligence identical to the day the zygote formed from the gamete merger, angel’s a fly.

Cats hangin’ on the corners of the metro & backwoods barbershops, purring for a meow
Farmers of the seeds that bloom into the smokable flower that gets your brain-mind low
So far down that the deep seems shallow, it’s irrecoverable and once it’s gone, that’s It
Can’t do anything without the attention of the thing itself, pay attention, it’ll phuq up chit.

Undivided supervision of babies in playpens will yield a discipline required to taste bliss
Waiting for a New York Minute or two can be overwhelming or a perfect timing scenario
Cause & effect of everything is under control, mindful of intent & free will to power hits
Mercury and Venus are hotter than Earth, Mars, Saturn, Uranus, Neptune & afar Pluto.

Got some time to tickle the 88’s ivory & plastic keys of do, re & mi, it’s going down slow
Just like it is, it will always be this way since it has always been this way to a lower blow
Kick or punch the offensive other than whatever you’ve come to be, the #Bigs all fall too
Undercover or underneath the baskets you throw a ball into for the points of royal blue.

On being yesterday, abstraction from a present and future Time, a 24 hour wobble-spin
Babies born, makin’ dry runs for the border with rocks in their pockets, no sawbuck or fin
Heated until it’s all gone, stone cold cuts leftover from the Big Bangs, climaxes etcetera
Turned off the machine to rest it’s soft hardware, Jesus’ saves just in Time, ola, la la la.

Beans to consume the Time & Space, consciousness & every atom in every molecule
Gas of God DNA fuels the good, bad & ugly for the dastardly deeds of the way too cool
Daughters and the sons of bitches who weren’t dogs but got the duty/function of bearin’
The labor to give the birth to a growing zygote from Hades, pain, suffering for mortal sin. 

The league of gentlemen and ladies who dress up as if they’re naked bones hide
Behind the barrier that sights and sounds can’t penetrate, bliss is in me to reside
Until death do us party in heaven above or hell below, y’all gonna be a demiurge
Or the other which may be nowhere at all, no Void, no Limbo or Purgatory purge.

Gas burp or phart from the holy water of all that there will ever be, H2O you got it
You got some loving eyes that can see right through me when I drift away, I stay lit
Anything else is just a distraction form the whole point of being alive, get up higher
Than the gods or dead souls of the ancestry, anything I need, I got it, I’m a fighter!

I think that I thought that being mean and bad was my ultimate achievement, it’s OK
Avoid gossip about me, it attaches to your psyche, that’s the defense of my psyche
Handsome & respectful, my arrogance makes me feel guilty for driving my hotrods
No regrets, people I love are my only weakness, I put my Self in harm for the gods.

Selfish humans or the humanity that is all but dead and gone, they spin the worlds
Earth or any other planet around any other star, Time is Everything so don’t space
Concentrate on the intention to attract the good, never the evil negative vibration
Disrespect me and my wisdom & you’ll exterminate it, extinction is the mortals sin.

Give a bunch of what you’ve gleaned & it’ll come back double, so let it be the rule
Push or pull the things themselves, when you’re dead, no more breathing, the fool
Except what is and what was, you can only affect what will be, affect respect ends
Memory of your nature in the minds of your chums & foes, & love? It depends…
by
r j j stephan, i
c. Mercredi, March XXth MMXXIV Anno Domini @ 1202 AMPST

{ Post #KnockinBoots, completed resilience of Wisdom Needed Early In Life link @ youTube https://youtu.be/-ylN6nHgdRY?si=uRg_Yq_Sf7FwKWwu }

F I N I S
W.W.A.R.D.?

Sunday, March 17, 2024

#TimingIsEverything #TheresNothingButTImeInSpace #XCASH #LostInSpace #BeStrappedTNTCracker

STRAPPED & UNDERNEATH THE ROOF

Dreaming isn’t allowed in the system of ups and downs you know, I’m all
It’s the way of sayin’ I don’t know what to say now, just have a drink on me
Hip to the situation goin’ down in the middle of nowhere, where I live it
Up & down to the In and Out, double-double, animal style, special sauce fit.

In the end, to be or not to be is just like you know, I put my love into you
As if it could be allowed to split a zygote for the benefit of humanity’s god
Tribute bands just a lot better than the original, an act of needing to be hot
Plugged into electricity of the walls’ amplifiers & mufflers to be gunshot.

Pills work until they don’t, they'll kill you either before or after your times
Nothing personal, it’s just when Hell’s bells ring, reaper comes callin’ names
Fill in the blanks with the fodder of fathers & mothers, sisters, my brothers
White lightening bolting in my head, thunder got me deaf & dumb rhymes.

Evil runs deep down to the core of Earth, deeper than Hell’s bongs und bells
Boredom getttin’ pulled from your fighting fists of fury, knuckle down balls
Hits and the misfits that the puzzle allows within the borders & culture cuts
No knife or gun, just a lethal touch that blows the socks off ‘ifs’ &/or ‘buts.’

Playing the game before the rules were written, I wrote ‘em down on a crib
A cheat-cheat for the million girls in the crowd, under spotlights with no fib
Liquor liquid gas puttin’ the fuel in TNT, 3rd world goin’ to battle at last
For the end of the world is required by cosmic slop soup, goin’ down fast.

Being nothing works for the place you go when you die, I ain’t kiddin’ man
Rhythm & blues comin’ from deep down in the river valley, it’s big, muddy
Mothers all knew it, fathers hoped it wasn’t true, no birth control evermore
Extinct species are all the same, event is a surprise, last gasp of gas, sure.

Living & loving the worst of us because that’s the best of us, whole shebang
Moving inside your nervous bones that keep it all together, away from fang
Teeth can’t stay away from the bite & chew of the sweet meat, BBQ me too
Solidly liquid, immaterial dark matter & fused atoms ready to fizz UV blue.

Biopsy of your Cancer, Virgo in a cusp of Leo and Gemini near Sagittarius
In every case, all of the above is identical to none of the above or below us
Cameo & the final curtain of the last act coincided with the dotted red lines
On a script, at rehearsal and now on opening night, the Act One just pines.

There will be no encore and since the last act is the end of the play, its caput
All sad stories begin & end, it’s the nature of the thing itself & all one form
From subatomic nuclear matter up to the macro matter of combustion soot
Everything’s the same as it’s been since the Big Bang, Form’s cosmic Worm.

More or less than this & that, the whole shebang passes yo Mama, Lollipop
To the end of the Earth, at the end of the work that’s finally been done gone
Exercising the spirit that moves in and out of whiskey bottles dry as a bone
The Truth can only be false if it’s NOT the Truth but a fictional lie, full stop.

Hopping around before the Spring Equinox and the place in Space I occupy
Bad, good or ugly all comes with the territory I’ve gleaned out the petri dish
Bacteria and viral reproduction of DNA that evolved out of the Big Muddy
Old soul “Giving Up’ a day after two feet died under two legs, made a wish.

Used until fizzed out by the lack of air in a dark room, developing negativity
Chemicals & infrared will metastasize the central nervous system’s hot key
Conclusions from propositional logic premises is al the voodoo mother left
On a border wall with a bag lunch, sammich, apple & chips, I’m super deft.

Hot inside, cold outside contained within absolute zero & negative infinities
Here’s the whole set of systemic racism, ain’t my brother, sister or mother
Just an iron lung and an empty womb to intersect a junction of malfunction
Misty with acid tears comin’ out black eyes I dotted in a fight about father.

I have a mortal sin with no punishment due, I created life that never existed
Sons and daughters makin’ dreams come true or not, spiders & snakes dead
Happy without getting everything under the sun in my dead coffin of bones
It was all about singing loud, amplified & all mikes are turned up, my sons.

Bites inside of your mouth, behind your face, under your brain’s mind
Error never hurts, just get it corrected & it’s fine & dandy, you’ll find
Walking all over you & everything else I can get my two feet upon, sell
Buy it low, destroy it all in the incinerator, bells ringin’ in a holier Hell.

Caves and crevices are common, that’s where I met her, in the garden
You know the one you’ve heard about a million years ago, now & then
Hurts or feels good depending on your attitude in altitude, too human
Wanting to live forever, you can’t, avoid death, you can’t be a woman.

Simple, got premises & conclusions, soul stripper did the job, a heart zip
Mary never cared, she just wanted to tear me apart, square had to be hip
Come to Jesus moment amigos & amigas, yo’ soul’s been stripped of gods
Count backward from one hundred to One, race my @Fuckion hotrods!

Upper downtown, go to Hades with the rest of the good life that’s all dead
Everybody will die someday, fact not fiction, you, your pets & your family
Nothing weasels out alive, it’s all just a little bit funky once it’s done & said
Strapped on a roof, left in a scorching void, a dead-dark gravity-grave bed.


by
r j j stephan, i

c. Dimanche, March 17, 2024 @ 845 PMPST

#TimingIsEverything

{ Drafted while listenin’ to @TraceAdkins on the mighty youTube link @ https://www.youtube.com/live/TFB1jpWV44w?si=jfZuVVDswspDnVtu }

F I N I S
WWARD