#StripperOfTheSoul #ChinaGroveUtopia @Jerry_Seinfeld #BESTcompilation #DoubleBackZZTop @TheEaglesBand

M.A.S.H., SOUTH KOREA IN 1974 FELT LIKE 1951, KISS UP TO GOD

Timing is everything, you will pay the price for not paying attention to a world left behind

One that your mother generated by hook or crook, thanks to your father’s quest for climax

Tidbits and pieces of gold and silver left behind by accidental purpose, an infinite bag of Trix

Talking less magic than sugar-packed, colored balls of rice, wheat & rye grains for the mind.

Filling the ignorance gap with star-riders who came from the burning balls of gas-lit gods

Imaginary though they are, head knockers will stop the shows in their unhinged RR tracks

Whatever will be will be, as it should be since ain’t no other way anything can be done, sons

It’s all about the A’s B’s & C’s, the 1’s 2’s & 3’s, an algebraic calculus of trigonometric cons.

Sit right down and write yourself a letter that you can mail to yourself & read to be edified

Annihilation of the defenders of freedom on enemy lines, they invented the tool of Hated

As above or below, the whole bit of ecstasy and misery on one ball of water & rocky herders

Hell above and heaven below the military aid, created on the backs of the workin’ slackers.

Imprisoned, captured or killed in action, the heroes get a medal & chopped-off gold medals

Satisfaction guaranteed behind or ahead of Time, it’s everything, a miniseries of “I shalls”

Ahead or behind the catch of the day, you eat what you can stomach, pass on the rest of it

Cooks concocted all wonderful grunts to digest and metabolize in a timely fashion, 64 bits.

Subjects, direct objects with action predication and the whole shebang of treasure & junk

Kept it in a safe place before & after the corpus dillecti just me, all I’d burn, no more skunk

It’s too many or not enough but either way, the ends justifies the means, it’s one fact of Life

Check the screen for fingerprint smudges, cause of distorted side-effects, husband & wife.

When you see everything clearly with 20/20 vision, without cataracts or two contacts

If and only if then, you’re blinded by light shining into your skull’s face & turned backs

All things everywhere on this highway of ups and downs will end in a silent hush code

Hope you find the door to open up your mind to the Truth, infinity in short, finite mode.

Pair up until a triplet is left in the end, stick to the speed limit & avoid the cherry red

It is done like this and that, eagles singing words about living, loving, crying & dying

Grizzled all the same as she’s always wrote, “It’s been sweet, but gotta go now. Bye…”

Drizzles that happened exactly at the same time I wondered how to do a lover’s bed.

Dire needs and earthbound desires wobbling and revolving around the orbit hood

Extinction being the end of this finite world at hand for each & every one of us, dude

Out of the darkness comes a coefficient to figure out the solution to the impossible

Immortality is the long and short of the whole shebang’s rubber soul, empty shell.

Hair of the dog on your tongue but you don’t give a lick, you just get numb chokin’

Smoke and mirrors blow Truth reflecting back into your face, appears in mortal sin

Give up your attempt to give the benefit of the doubt, you can’t avoid the highlight

Care about nothing more nor less than every single thing that’s clean out of sight.

God’s dams are made by the men who wanted to quench the thirst for liquid gold

Tears from the waterfalls came with the territory and streams stream hot and cold

Beer & Ale disappeared with 1/5 bottles of Jack Daniels Black & Johnny Walker Red

In reality they’ve been drunk by the trolls who live under the drawbridge, as I said.

Dessert can be eaten before or after a main dish, I’m all about cake’s sweet cream

Celebration of the location of the cook and the cookies, in the kitchenette steam

Hurting the pleasure and indulging in the exquisite pain of leaving Earth with a soul

As above, so below, Origin’s way to be is here, now, it’ll be there & then, black hole.

by

r j j stephan, i

c. Samedhi, February 21, 2026 @ 1430 PMPST

{ Cracked this out the woodwork jammin’ to “Somehow, Somewhere, Someway” by @KennyWayneShepherdBand @ https://youtu.be/qHNeWh-QX34?si=mkMHDYyCXw79qYH2 }

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W.W.A.R.D.?

THE DEUS & THE HOMO SAPIENS #WWARD? @CarlosSantana #UnderneathThatOldAppleTree @AC/DCBandOBrothers

 

AT SOME POINT, MAKE-UP & MIRRORS DEFAULT 

Assuming for the sake of argument that you love your neighbor as yourself, help you God

Without the pledge and begging forgiveness if a violation ever occurs, you are like taboo

Idiots & morons mate on every continent on Earth, homo sapiens are species sympatico

We all must activate our inner idiot or moron dope, we’ve a categorical imperative, it’s so.

Dissenting opinion may not be irrational, blind faith beliefs overwhelm the peace & love

As above, it is as below, thanks to the stars that the Big Bang happened and allowed life

Periods of infinite eras repeated ad infinitum, Life only exists on Earth, Time warped papa

Reason we worshipped the above & below while inseminating & repopulating the DARPA.

Meaning the story as it unfolds, the animation moves from start to finish without a point

More or less, the characters mostly have it made in the shade, some get a glimpse of hate

Coming from the mates, neighbors, kinfolk & strangers never desire failure, we’re winning

All contests between entities are continental, among all seven’s RNA squeezes mortal sin.

Mortal meaning not immortal or immune to death, a rigor mortis’ dead animal sacrificial

As above, so below, an immaculate conception may lead to a cold corpse buried in Hell

Just a word for buried below the surface of the ground, a cemetery of burial, funeral pyres

Burning the gas and keeping a spark on the side, sputtering suddenly, as I lie down, sires.

Pitstops never impeded my momentum, but they did rejuvenate my holy resolve & intention

It goes something like this, I fixate on a specific goal to goal slide to the bottom of the icing

I shoot the puck, slapshot or backhand flip into the goalie net, over the shoulder pad score

We win the @StanleyCup above and below the Yukon tundra, we’re all as old as gold’s ore.

Semen and egg, think about that, here we are as if it’s normal to have become an animal

There are many big and little things that fill the world’s reality, controlled chaos for us all

My condition is similar if not exactly the same as any other living thing, avoid death & live

Conditions impact the good intentions, cold or burning hot as volcano lava, Earth’s hive.

Planet deposit of everything gleaned out of empty space’s Big Bang, theoretical genesis

Gold is cold, non-compliant melted carbon turning into diamonds with broke promises

Cause and effect preceded the extinction of compacted matter & gatling guns’ holy holes

Spoiled animal milk, molded into bricks with holes drilled into the chunks with tiny poles.

Take my word for it, I am here and now for less than a hundred years, more or less than

I saw the pictures and cages of apes who have forms similar to this magical clan of Man

A bubble may burst but its inflation began in a Void, nothing at all in anti-matter duress

Reason for WAR is the interception of communications that there’s a threat to Oneness.

Missiles are in neutral, FAAFO as the @VPOTUS or @SecDef might intend to go stand-by

Aircraft carriers with hundreds of sailors and pilots of flying instant Ends, a sub underly

Pieces of whole jig-saw puzzle come together only one way, all pieces are irreplaceable

Low as you go below the limbo pole-line, only the toes & foot arches animate the skull.

Perfection measured as compared to the genetic mutation caused by acidic radiation

The weather has something to do with everything, there’s no mercy for bones and skin

No water everywhere, no oxygen or carbon-dioxide everywhere, no plants or animals

Actually, Life on Earth is the only life anywhere in any galaxy in the universe, OK pals?

Now you know what the Truth is, full disclosure is only Time can be warped not Space

Traveling in Time or out of Time, a concern is that nobody’s soul is immortal in a portal

Mortality is as it is on Earth except without the body, mortal immortal masquerade foe

In and out of Olympics and any other games humans play with themselves Ai incognito.

Keep a handle on the tool even if you’re on your knees, you’ve got to get back up so fast

No choice, no alternative but to pivot when necessary and full speed ahead en masses

Burning acid hot or frozen as cold as ice, viruses, bacteria wake up dreaming of the gist

Plants from tall grass to redwood trees, thriving lives we’ve had a fortunate ego coexist.

I took notes but forgot what the subject was in the first place, it finally made perfect sense

Before our life begins, we’re worth nothing to the abortionists & mothers who won’t be Ma

Songs sung, strummed along for the ride up & down scales, words ringing like dumbbells

Heart of the matter is to forgive enemies, karma replacing inner rage & peripheral damage.

Formulate the scattered bytes and cyber-pieces of invisible constructs, all in the mind

Hilarious on the spectrum of laughter, my derriere has detached & been left far behind

I know you don’t love me anymore, you used to touch me and now you evade the skin

Lost and found and then lost again, it’s the deal of the Millennium for Adam & Eve’s kin.

Dim mind like a dim light, too weak to see all things that twist and shout top of lung stack

Welcome to the hotel California, you’ll leave but you’ll return, y’all will always come back

Finally eyes close for sleep and there’s no awakening, no alibies for sleepin’ in dreaming

Awake the woke dreamer and the Truth uncovers the mystery like it’s never been a thing.

Bruised muscles, discolored skin, recuperated yet reminded that pain generates bad juju

Meaning the negative reactions to whatever happens causes painful pangs, happy Jojo

Treason is the blame put on the revolutionary guard, orders disobeyed to keep on killin’ it

Ending is happy, even blues get hip to the sparks flyin’ from fingertips, y’all are havin’ a fit.

Watch the day go by, tomorrow just like yesterday, sing songs, play and be totally merry

Standing alone or alongside another subjective objection to anything I ever say to a fairy

Immersed in the atmospheric pressure is a necessary condition for accumulating karma

Smoke high mirrors reflect it all, everybody that comes will go, y’all scream like yo’ mama.

by

r j j stephan, i

c. Samedhi, February 21, 2026 A.D. @ 1409 hours

{ Drafted while jammin’ to @TheEagles #TheSphere Jan 2026 link https://youtu.be/AGZaWjvDTMI  & @KennyWayneShepherdBand #TroubleIs on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/8JVkHbJE4_o?si=bw9jLhbFEYVy4k6g  }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?

ALREADY LONG GONE

#FirstContact #Avalanche Where is #MA? #WhichWayIsUpAnyways? @SteelyDan #LostTraxFOUND #GameOfLove

DEAD, GONE, CRASHED

Love changed into the opposite once lost, it’s abandonment by your old mama, big boy
I’m talking about you, yes, the one who has blind faith in impossible plays with the toy
Life is that, causes effects in relationships with tie-dyed t-shirts & a left over tattoo scar
Attention is arrested for several moments, I think I am, you think I am, we think we are.

If and only if you can’t see the forest through the trees, back up & go above & beyond It
Past the hemisphere’s stratosphere of rhythm & blues, titillating the tantalized digit byte
Rain came down, dried up into lakes & rivers, streams of the conscious & grateful dead
Lying down or getting laid while lying about the nature of a Truth, dream in a ghost head.

Bent over because I was forced against my will, I will not stay down for long, I am backward
Tonight and every long day’s evening, I close my eyes & trust I’ll awake again in my backyard
Fear that I will not loathe enough to repel the good, bad and the ugly every single one of ‘em
Give me saddle bags full of greenbacks, y’all lifted it all out of the Safe Place of us & them.

I had a soul that I sold for a piece of silver & gold, dirty wealth of the gods, left it on Earth’s
Had to deposit the remains of what I’ve said & done in a box, in an urn or buzzard’s grunts
Real or fake news remains the same, recovered what happened, historical tattle tale robot
Bliss or not, love gained & lost reductio ad absurdum, realizing this is a bunch of bull’s shot.

Shot all of my bullets into the bull’s eye of the target, smack in the middle, loved long-genes
One memory of reality being a mysterious, dark place innocent babies conceive 208 bones
Dead and gone, Jesus Christ, Gautama Buddha, Larry, Moe-Moe & Curly Joe for the guffaws
I couldn’t hold y’all in my head or heart, tragic comedy I laughed about, dead & gone paws.

Boredom and the high IQ intellect reached for the stars & I found you there in a jelly roll jar
Y’all sons, daughters, brothers, sisters, mothers and fathers all can’t see my hot-wheel car
I worshiped you, you recollect that puddle I covered with my velvet cape, passion burnt it
Dried & nearly blown-away dust to be, I peaked in to make certain, devils still worship chit.

Ending at the beginning of the saga, the tale repeats ad infinitum without recourse or finale
On being all too human, all reasonable remnants of Adam & Eve have come & gone on Sale
Coming and going is the way of the Earth’s spin, we’re on a plane of orbit about a Hot Blaze
That’s the God without which we’re frozen chards of glass, coded RNA to survive the craze.

Acid for you and for me, pretending that the Void around us & our presence means squat
Just because that’s the evidence left in the archeology & anthropology, only a rabbit carrot
Grown in stardirt, underground vegetable grown out of cosmic wavelengths & frequencies
All in the neighborhood of metropolitan wood or the sticks between DNA of extinct species.

Pierce the skin and bone with a pointed metal tool for battle, all threats for a mayhem sort
Piled up onto a pyre for bone-dust, remains until the four winds blew, all too humane abort
No Time left in Space, eyes shut off the light from Outerspace, judgement not so much, so
Fools find out finally that they’ve been duped, blind faith covered-up the annihilation blow.

Will this go around in circles as it has forever or will it explode or implode at the bitter end?
Guess away, it’s as good as mine or Socrates or the Pope of gods, true falsehood got bent
In reverie, I orbit in reverse of all eclectic, lopsided megalomaniacs, evolved via extinction
Language invented scratching on cave walls & in red dirt, upon the rock & stoned musician.

Drunk as much liquid as possible, recycling the flow of ebb within, psycho-babble unfurled
It’s above and below all we know, core to stratosphere, that’s it and there’s never a doubt
If you can’t make it here on Earth, you can’t make it anywhere else in the system’s world
Hence, as above, so below, enjoy the slow ride, it’s quick at the end, it’s a good walk-about.

by 
r j j stephan, i 
c. Lundi, 2-16-2026 A.D. @ 711 AMPST

{ Copped this out the universe while jammin’ to @WarrenHayes #LiveAtBonnaroo on LOOP link @ https://youtu.be/QKKxadXaBCo?list=OLAK5uy_kN959Nc8gKEzILctge-jcsHxsuo9l7Y5E  & UFO Endgame To Disclosure link  @ https://youtu.be/AyaFdNYgX7Q?si=iz3I0YX-npLXWg8b   }

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