DREAMED A LITTLE DREAM OF YOU & ME ALA MAMAS & THE PAPAS; SANTANA, SPRINGSTEEN RANTING YET NOT SERVED HIS COUNTRY, 4F draftee & BOB SEGER

THE FINAL TOUR

DISRUPTION IS IMMANENT

EVOLUTION OF MOTHERS' heartbreaker

Ignorance is not only bliss it's also beyond the pale of it all

Mistakes made, perfection achieved, it's the smoke on water

Air 8 miles higher than the rivers and seas, high as hell hooch

Come what may, you've no obligations or perhaps you mooch.

In the beginning there was no light, only the empty uber dark

For the love of God or just the humanistic finality, just snark

All there is when you realize the facts of life, beer for the horses

It can't be clearer, ain't no phuqn' way to remind the old heroes.

Haters Gotti hate & we all know it's true, field of dreams' woke

Godfathers & godmothers fill the fools' empty shell of 208 bones

Running, pumping blood head to toe, all in the rhythm's scenes

Every second, millions o' seconds or just one, it's Life, Darlene.

Boogie Woogie can't let the light of day take over a good night

Lovin' the work and the play, the alternative ain't all outta sight

Only if you & I don't mind, it will all come out in the wash loads

Threads keepin' it all together, stitch by stitch & hit the roads.

I didn't have to love you but I did & it wasn't your fault I fell

Way down too far to get up again, yet I'm still truckin' in hell

Feels good to be alive & steppin' out into the night's bust rock

All beats of the sharps & flats, major, minor & seventh shocks.

We are the people who will live & die just like the dead, sons

Your mothers and daughters can't dwell in your head for fun

It's either all in or all out, no other options for the Live ones

Peeled fruit, leeched vegetables out the Earth's dusted off sun.

Proved it all night & every day when I wasn't asleep, too human

Imagine the day after you die, impossible to be either you or me

No way to tell if there's a spirit that thinks without a mind's eye

Inferiority and superiority just voices you can't hear, let's fly!

Bring the big guns and sharp knives, no poison or eye candy

For the peace or a war, it's always one way or the other, man

Love it, hate it, just upset it's not eternity you get to see at all

Souls don't see, no eyes, souls don't love or hate, spiritual Fall.

Psychologically sound, fearless in the face of Death's fearful Id

Ego's superego in the center of the middle way, like Jesus did

Barefoot, slim and trim due to failure to ingest the dead fruits

Of one tree of knowledge & suburbs of Chicago's blueschists.

In the alley I rode up & down, to & from the end of my life run

A car ran over me & my bike, my legs got crushed bone, my son

Not a reason for that sentence to death, I survived it all, @75 too

Don't mention it 'cause two hearts 're better than hot aqua blue.

Phishing scheme in the deep pool of mystic pitch and homer hit

Games played on fields of the old ghosts, slidin' into the zones

Could be you forgot about Reason you came to be born, to move

Reminder, recall your sisters & mothers, they bleed in a groove.

Jungle's lit up with the neon lights of the ain't dead yet, grateful

They knew this was all food endin' well, a rigor mortis' roadkill

Say what you will, say no more asshat, it's Timing, everything

Cousins all computing the data, fallen angels, great as I'll sing.

Concerts for free or for millions, thousands after taxes, ol' Sam

Got his stones and made his bones in south cities, northern dam

Strained all glass until it stained, blue, red & gold, space in black

Been a while, as a wisp of wind in my hair, gods will be in back.

Right and Wrong, Good, Bad, Evil, Ugly & you're an idiot moron

Not your fault, it was your daddy beatnik yo' ass up at 17, oh son

I got yo' war, your battles right over here, come & get some fare

Absolute general in charge, dead & gone, 1st POTUS' long hair.

by

Peace, Love & Understanding All In My Mind

r j j  stephan, I

{  Established all in your head, while jammin' to @BruceSpringsteen 1980 concert, I saw that set list in Seattle, Washington, although this concert was recorded in funky Nassau, same year, youTube link @ https://youtu.be/YExGpwTVOVA?si=70-BtVw4bjJ4h2vM 

GAMMA KNIFE REBORN

by

GodshairInABraidedKnot

#TheBoss

@CarlosSantana  @Devadip

#TheGoodOldDays @SMO @Boss #IAmThatIAM Truth Is Good, Bad & Beautiful

<3 <3 <3

ALL OF THE ABOVE HAS BEEN BELOW FOREVER

Ascending from the ash, the dirt is alive, fear & awe

You know the Truth, now STFU & recall what I saw

Punks grew up, became a wise ass, a wise guy field

Organized a coherence, retructured quantum held.

I shift, you shift, we all shift to the high gears, away

Like a dream within synapses of a brain tumor bay

Listen to the symptoms, they disappear in the flame

Smoke signals rose to the sky & dissipated a name.

Killed the lives and the matter morphed into waves

Frequencies so high, like your mind, it's above it all

Bring your A-game to the ascension, I pitched saves

No wings to violate a law of gravity, confusion ball.

Pimps & punks forgotten, the cadavers stench gone

Underground, six feeet under or dust in the window

You know & I know, we all know it, nothing's blow

Whist of wind through tight-closed lips, 208th bone.

Force of the Many is the program of the expectants

Ugly both good & bad like the hot & cold, collisions

Random love need for a response to be mortal sin

Check your Six, if you don't nobody will, I'm all in.

Loathing the moments our loved ones cease to exist

Yet, there it is, at any moment somewhere out there

The mother of invention bore me out of my gamete

All the fathers before my existence are just a fleet.

Of flotsam & jetsom flutuating on X's wavelength

Of all vermin & homo sapiens, there's occult angst

Fear of physical death's presence of mortality adieu

Push the idiot & intellectual to the inevitable blue.

Once we're fully in the mode of corpus dillecti, I am

All that's left is me, you won't see, y'all sperm spam

No slip of a tongue, not because the bible told me so

No philosphical treatise on Truth, Justice or Zorro.

Time management is no more nor less than lucky Id

Not knowing more Desire & Fornication splits I hid

From the true self, the species specific, a naked ape 

Don't allow a blind faith subscription to UFO hype.

Of aforementioned all too human beings, brothers

We're thrust without our will to be, mothers' others

One desired to caretake 2 decades' of sisters' bozos

A finale approaches, contained comedy for HoHos.

You need & you want mostly the same things, slaves

If there is a difference, it is only a religion in caves

Think about the 1st human being on Earth, too high

It takes two to tango for everything 'cept why I cry.

High priests, ministers of the Word & preachers of It 

The epistles and apostles who hung around It above

Without wings or with, all humans afford the cost

You either get buried, ash & pulverization, or lost.

Show us no proof of life before birth or after death

Nothing personal, it's the way that it is, what it is?

Junky punks out of the holy mothers who got a tap

From no-count fools whose mamas got ass-slapped.

Speaking English, maybe slang some, whatever it is

Funky, yes, uncool, yes, well, unless it sure is funky

Somebody shut your mouth, y'all rhymin' it, junky

Last words, wait a minute, hold up!  Joker-god fizz.

Bringin' best retorts, all that jazz, sum of good chit

If you think & believe that it's true you can do it

Then you can, yes we all can, difference is one ton

Now it's Time in Space, peace in purple/blue, son.

Your fame in your mind is the place it belongs, safe

Out of sight, out of mind, blame the famously Amos

Andy or whatever the names were for Man's chafe

Cain & Able were sons of Adam & Eve's incest lust.

God told 'em 1 rule, no intercourse with apple seed

First thing, we see what this world has come to, feed

If you stay hungry, you'll starve to death, boy & girl

Fun had a second, strife for decades to a long whirl.

Watch the weird forms & shapes of the 4 horsemen

Come out a Northside, South, East & West heaven

In jest I'm serious folks, what y'all need to know {?}

All in one ear & out the other, did yo' mama blow?

by

r j j  stephan, i

c.  Samedhi, 10-17-2026 AD @ 222 PMPST

{ Creeped out the crypt today while listenin' to The Eagles from Los Angeles 1976 @ https://youtu.be/1ANiEhAwpOI?list=RD1ANiEhAwpOI }

F.I.N.I.S.

W.W.A.R.D.?

TAKE IT EASY BABY

THERE'S GOOD ROCKIN' EVERY TIME YOU SHUFFLE YOUR SHOES HE SAID "DADDY'S GARAGE" OMG, NOT A BOY BUT A MAN BELIEVIN' IN A PROMISED LAND OF HOPE & A DREAM @BruceLeeSecretfight #SPRINGSTEENgoodRockin'

I HEARD THE NEWS ABOUT THE GOOD ROCKIN' TONIGHT

There's nothing ahead nor behind all of us or any of us, no matter

In the heartland or on the borders or coasts, all born in the U.S.A.

Talkin' Big Sur across to the Jersey boardwalk, the songs exude

I believed everything I was told must be true because nothing is.

Asking to bite off more than any god mortal body would, angels flee

From the inevitable doom resulting from just being glad you're Live

From the 1st to the last day of waling about the good, bad & ugly zoos

On the borders, or in the heartland, man oh man, you know the blues.

You played some & some played you, knowing or not, those days gone

Never more than distant memories from a certain point, the truth is it

Stopping at the lights to hear the sounds when I wake up & smell coffee

Crazy Janie & Wild Billie doin' what Bruce brings up by route 88, see?

Anyway fast forward to 2026, all night still young under 81, holy God 82

I forgot I just had a birthday when they thought I only have 18 months 2

Meaning some Gamma Knife blows to the head may or may not slow sign

Light and dark, love the life copped out of nowhere, right place, right time.

Hell, heaven above where outside of Earth, astronaughts don't even know

They went out, looked around, stayed out there, looked around, just blow

New or old space trash in orbit needing to be exterminated by the trashing

New machine, medecine for the atmosphere, clean the empty space & sing.

By the by, in and out of my arms, in my own mind and yours, Life skips It

It is the occult, unknown secrets kept away from all unbaptized in holy water

Only you know and I know everything about nothing, there's nothin' to know

Subjects and predicates expressing ideas to whittle down into one Truth slow.

Kissed and still sleepin' and not movin' like I was before the gamma beam

It came down out of nowhere and then it didn't work, nothing' measurin'

The loose lips that sank the ships when they hit the unseen sands of Time

Suspects deviate from the true First Cause of Being, the Good God sublime.

Papa ain't goin' to bed just 'cause it's gettin' late, I got shit to do, got it son?

Before the corpus dillecti gets the best of me, they somewhere lit up a tumor

For an Independence Day between a minute & a year & a half, who knew her

She looks around like she doesn't know I'm referring to her, she's the One.

by

r j j  stephan, i

c.  Mercredi, ROCKTOBER XIV, MMXXVI Anno Domini @ 808 PMPST

{ Crafted to a Springsteen concert you'll be happy to follow this link to it, click on this here link https://youtu.be/NKoeUMES8Po?si=MCn-sIuBb-54UHt2 }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?