ONTO THE BAD NEW DAZE, CRIME NEVER PAYS RIP DOLLY PARTON ONTO CIELO MiDolly #DownSouthJukin #GoldAndPlatinum @LynyrdSkynyrd

DON'T KICK THE BABY, KEEP IT IN MIND!

It's all about the baby, man!  First rule is to Never, ever kick the baby

Nobody allows a baby to be kicked, even if it's a stranger with a lady

There is nothing more upsetting than recalling your own face whacks

When the adults in the room believed they'd teach me a lesson, facts.

Pretending that knowledge is wisdom, mere deception inherited by Eve

Adam too would never see the Truth comin', Adam & Eve went to town

No looking back since they knew they were sentenced to mortality's own

Stepmothers & stepfathers stepped in when an intercourse yielded a peeve.

Courage and fear prove nothing once you resemble a corpus dillecti form

As the bitter ending of each of our animated existences, it's bait, a worm

It enters any hole big enough to allow it's force, then infiltrates it all too

Before you know it, you find the Truth was told, all y'all be singin' blue.

From the 1st moment we realize as a child,  miscreant adults are two-faced 

No matter in any form remains for long, facts of life steal all of our grace

Like it or not, baptize the whole world & the species will still opt extinct

Bright mind burnt out of the DNA back in 2030 A.D. future shock in synch.

Give me no regard once the world blows it's planetary flight, it'll be all over

Nobody knows it but they will come to know it once they see it, a hot lover

It's a requirement for the species' survival, zombies can't reproduce the IQs

Lucky to have had a chance to give my power back to a Sonny's hot squeeze.

Hold 'em in Texas or just let the spades, clubs & hearts fly off with diamonds

Fire burns until all fuel runs out, that's the magic & you know when it's gone kids

A larger than life hole in the middle of your soul, call it broken, holy heated show

Brought a knife to a gunfight again, but I still won, once again, I used a low blow.

Beer and Black Jack whiskey replaced the rye, gin & vodka, no mistake, I left

Not physically but in my mind, detached from my historical recorded memory

I knew that life, existence from conception to death meant less than funny jokes

I need some desire, I desire what I need but I'm nearly already gone, it's all folks.

Follow the angels up, up and away even if you don't want to, you have to, me too

It's finished just like it was before you knew the difference between good & evil

Joy gets us over graceless disappointments, the End is a falling star over the hill

Hope you get the whole picture soon, now would be perfect, a shaded royal blue.

Performance of your engine is critical to nothing more than the last gasp of gas, so

Do what ever you do as well as you can & have nothing left in the tank I can't tow

If you don't use it all, you'll lose it all, it's the fact of life nobody denies, just blow

Lips together & bring the air from your lungs up & pump it through a teeny hole.

Brooms and mops left to clean up the mess of leftover parties, it's a hit supernova

Imploding into the Singularity before or after midnight, I slip into the hit plethora

Spheres and cubes of six sides bring the DNA & RNA into the gold rush of coloma

Peering the impossible both within & without you, Nothing is the star of the show.

Living in the spinning top that doesn't give up the ghost, keeps the spark in tight

You find what I've found if you duplicare the rotation, all ghosts will take flight

Design the rules, there's a beginning & end to the game, fair game even for cheats

Knowing every fact known and everything unknown creates God's divine meats.

by

r j j  stephan, i

c.  Lundi, August XXVth MMXXVI Anno Domini @ 1533 hours

{ I was still tucked in THE Womb on this day in 1951 A.D., in 2 days I'd be born, a nativity I don't recall, a royal flush IMHO, my mama does!  TY MAMA! }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?

R.I.P.  DOLLY PARTON XOXO

#RecallJalapenoPepperNoMore #SpanishHarlem @CarlosSantana #MariaMaria #BlackMagicWoman #SombreroGalaxyFarAway

AT ONE

LAST CHANCE SALOON

Now and then usually becomes what has been whether you approve it or not

Inside or outside of the Earth's atmosphere, as we're fortunate to be astronaut

Detached from the gravitaitonal pull on the nervous system, etc, etc, etc et al

Nothing at all is more important than believing with blind faith in supernatural

Common or not from this planet's fauna both aerobic & anaerobic forms of X

Whatever was before we all got here as a species, it'll be the same as an index

Covering every corner of the dimensions we're allowed to perceive as evolved

We find we know nothing for certain, a principle from the get-go Heidenberged.

I hope and have faith and warm charity that all above & below will be copacetic

First Cause of an unknown force beyond human comprehension, an RNA block

In the nutrients' formulas & pablum offered to the hungry, tiny, eating pie-holes

Admitting to the commandments of awareness that y'all are responsible, as foals.

Long run, after you & I are either in Davy Jones' locker or undertaken by dirt

Then in that far, far away future, maybe tonight or sooner, yo' mama will hurt

To see the future because you know you must reap what you ssew, be a genius

One & the same as your great-grandparents who preceded you, survived a fuss.

Let it be known, nobody can say words to express the Unknown's nature, I see

You'll see once you've arrived at the First Cause subject & object, it'll predicate

Break it on down, all the way back to the 1st day you recall paying, you grooved

Everything a stranger said & held you responsible for homework unapproved.

In the pyramid of things, mankind attempted to build a pathway to the outerspace

Nothing could be made that high without gravity bringing it back down into dust

First, a cosmic event without human participation or existence, even if divinely so

That Big Bang whether you & the sceptic within approve or not, it's a dream-blow.

Knowing and becoming super-aware of the present leading ahead into the groove

That is the Presence of the One who CAN handle the Truth, just doesn't approve

Repeat ad infinitum is one end of a 'G' spectrum, another is distopic, too humane

Add 2 twos or multiply 2 times 2 & that Truth is it's the same response, superman.

The astrophysics and the trigonometry and for the sake of reason, the calculus is

All there is inside of our heads if you follow the beginning to the end, it's obvious

Hard to swallow after decades more or less of blind faith in the explanation for It

Being the spirit & soul that moves you, animates the skin, bones & brain of scat.

High water is impossible to keep satisfaction, a drowning is nearly guaranteed

Only if one is luckier than most everyone, you'd be saved by angelic good deed

Ghosted chimera in fully cloaked form, a shape to be seen through, as glass or ice

Last chance, tequilla shots up, here's to the victories that kept us in charge of vice.

Day after you're dead will be the same as mine, dead air, screen blank, no static

I know you'll never think about this factoid again, tried to get y'all on the stick

That was my motive for allowing the alphabet flow to appear on a blank screen

Far, far away, like that & that's the way it is, I never gave Up, Up gave up on me.

Blisters proof of life on me fingers, from the strings & frets to the drumstick beats

I made my hands need gloves or become useless tools, a has been, as Ginger Baker

Enough of wealth accrued, I've got the house on Kauaii & nobody knows but me

Anybody can find me if lookin' where I've never been, transparency, at one, at sea.

High or lower than the center of this solar system, middle of the star called Sun, he

Not she but He is the original beginning before which nothing stands or sits to be

All laid out like corpses before ova were fertilized by the original sinner's pants'

Could not keep control of a creative force that desires eternal suffering, miscreants.

You'll never be deceived again if you're never taught the Great Lie, wisdom is nil

Other than unmasking the disguise that Life means being rewarded for original sin

No reward, yet an eternal punishment, requiring a popes & saviors, virgin disguise

Ask any one of the priests & other sanctified ones, pray to God there's blind eyes.

Here & now, this is now & then it's all gone in a flash of eye blinks, open & shut

Like a case between subjects and predicates fighting for an all too human omsbud

If not you then who'd be an unknown 'x' factor, fractional over a 'y' denominator

Nobody alive gets out of this world alive, nobody, not a savior/martyr to abhor.

Princes sons of queens and kings, are the key to extinction, powers that be at one

Pressing a button, giving an order to be followed or be punished by formal exile

Just because your parents thought you were so pretty, so proud of the beauty within

All your appearances to be good, bad & ugly held more weight than an idiot grin.

Last night or last century, the bag of bones lived & died in a hundered years of toil

Nobody gets anything for free, everything needs to be bargained for, Gold or Soul

Needs to get to the bottom of the list, take care of it all from the rocks to the Space

If & only if you breathe in & out for infinity will there be Rest In Peace, brute face.

Showers of acid rain kill seeds & plants in the stardust, mere pebbles of a rock, son

Of every shape, size, color & texture, everyone a miracle to be multiplied by RNAs

Random Love on a note in a bottle, floating on the Dead Sea or the Salt Lake DNA

Ways and means to perfection dialed in, immortal superhumans thy wills be done.

Drinks for the house, I've got the tab I'll never pay since I own the joint, I'm a lover

Careless of using brainwaves to scramble motor skills, depend on no pill or dope

Unless your time on Earth is up before you're good & ready, spirits remain on rope

Following the sirens to the hospital where you're DOA & watch a sheet come over.

You live in California's gold country, it's in them thar hills, I lived atop of them, so

It is all about the 49er, the 1849er who came out on horse, wagon & cowboys blow

Without the pioneers, we'd all be sending smoke signals to the friends & enemies

Our names whatever came to mind at birth, High or Low, babies hurt mama's ease.

Can never live without the breath of fresh air, your blood dies in the nucleic atoms

Hence, the brain & mind shut-off the conscious experience, injecting the venoms

To go back to nothing, like before you were an egg & a gamete, you can't do it all

Where no grace exists for you, preconception, you'll get THERE, now that's a Fall.

by

r j j  stephan, i

c.  Mardi, August XVIIIth MMXXVI Anno Domini @ 333 PMPST

{ Kicked this gem out of cielo while listenin' to #AMIGOS by @CarlosSantana on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/Y9XXeznskQ4?si=T0HVN7VfAIE3t4jR }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?

SOMBRERO GALAXY

#TheGoodOl'Days #BigSmo #UpInSmokeLowRider #CheechUndChong #Stones #Eagles #SmashMouth

WE ONLY GET WHAT WE GAVE 

TO THE GRAVE

In the beginning of Even Stephan, as it will always be in the future of the whirl

My significant other keeps the method of my madness at one, avoiding the swirl

Nothing stopping the full throttle acceleration of the diesel-powered A-Train trek

It's a world at present that honors the dirt & gold left after the Big Bang of a dick.

Absentee fathers have never been the accepted species' enhancer, they come n' go

From one end of the spectrum to another, all absentee padres had battleaxe madres

Not their personal fault, it's just the way balls bounced, to coin an unholy phrase

Talkin' about the Freedom & Revolution in this Time of consciousness' low blow.

Much ado about everything the sun shines upon, outside of the caves in the hills

You'll be happy or sad to know, philosophy of existence in a holy nutshell of shills

Beating congos and drums to the rhythm of the bass & guitars, marracas, my son

But also & not only this & that yet nevermore to be or not to be, a good question.

Drunk on feeling alive, to avoid the dead rhythm of the skin & bones is copacetic

As I am, so y'all are in conception's shock to a phantom cosmic, "The End" kick

You deserve nothing since you've made no deal with anyone but your kid inside

Your parents whether they knew it or not, were obligated & responsible but died.

Playing the game from the biginning to the end is the whole cosmic egg yolk

 Babies to the elders who've seen it all but forgot half of it all, like the kinfolk

All of the friends & enemies who knew you & forgot everything about you too

Love or just a passing feeling of sharing oneness trying to come alive to a fool.

Hung it all out to dry so the painting's colors blended together in the hut of bliss

Hundreds of shades of light & dark, to inhale & ingest with the rhythm & beats

Reprieve nothing close to an original advantage of being omnipotent, front seats

At a moving picture show, the play on the stage of a mind-game of that and this.

Fruits were the original sin, just sweet apples in the desert of creative demigods

To be or not to see, hear, smell, taste or touch the atomic storm of DNA hotrods

Talking inherited bull scat in unintelligible, symbolic reference to 5 senses' scat

Wise men took care of the ignorant with thinking that Life was too short & fat.

Playing the music, melodies and beats to face it head on, never on the backstroke

Never behind an eight-ball or left feeling poor, being unchosen, left behind a bloke

Whispering as if anyone knows what your hot air is blowin' but you can't stop it all

Dream is over before you'll even know that 'it' was all a figment of a Void's balls.

Calling you & yours out to the front of the altar of this sacrifice of scars & tattoos

What I mean by what I say is clear, you've been HAD, I was HAD, off the booze

Clear & presently never in danger again with my eyes wide-open to see behind me

Where I came from & where I'm goin' for me to know, you'll maybe find out free.

by

r j j  stephan i

c.  Vendredi, August XIVth, MMXXVI Anno Domini @@ 1111 AMPST

{ Cracked this nutshell to expose the prime mover while jammin' to @Santana LIVE #Supernatural concert  https://youtu.be/UffLNP-s2xQ?si=5jHEIcmWaXlF79WO }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?

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