Whitey, the Black Knight's chess checkmate! @EricChurch #RecordYear2020 @Santana #EveryYearRecordYear

SOUL AIN'T INSIDE, WHAT IT IS CAN'T BE!

Got the juke box on, reminds me why I came down

At bottoms up, honky tonk, under a neon slip sloop

Spinnin' on an imaginary dreamer's wedding gown

She loves it more than a cosmic ape's chicken soup.

Tell me it is going to be alright before I die, alright

I will say the world is a vision in a category of light

From a holy one to the dirty one, I'm everyone son

On my side, I'm gonna lie until I see infrared's gun

Two souls on either side of the Mason-Dixon line's fire

Particular subject and object without a predication sir

Points of order and mass of chaos with or without wings

Choirboys, altarboys, paperboy badboys' nailin' things

Mummies and the unseen buried and burned, all are One

In and out of the might jelly and jam just ain't no fun

Independence at the dawn of gold shining, scam of sins

Monday to a last gasp in a maze of token bones' slogans

One headlight and no taillight to make the journey Zen

Morons and idiots have the final say in holy dreamin'

To the rhythm and rhyme of the back beat's drummin'

Winding on down the road, shadows long then it's done.

by

r j j  stephan, i

c.  Saturday, November 14th, 2020 A.D. @ 4:44 PMPST

{ Jammed out while enjoyin' the @Devadip @CarlosSantana LIVE on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/JAsfAuvFvh8 }

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#TakeMyWordForIt #KnockEmBack #LineEmUp #FillEmUp #FooledAroundAndFellInLove #WhiskeyGlasses #KnockinBoots #WagonWheel #RockMeMamaAnyWayYaFeel #BoysRoundHere #GirlsRoundHereShakinDixieCrystal

SHE AIN'T EVER COMIN' BACK SOON, TMWFI

by

r j j  stephan, i 

Samedi, 11-14-2020 AnnoDomini

---SmallBigsAndMyOldFerrelPigs----

Better views have been had when you sip around the Truth as we know it, the One's an absentee

Younger days brought me front and center to the moment, right here, right now, let's get it all on

Today's the day after yesterday when it was not as clear to the eyes of a Human, Man's what I am

Better views behind or above me but never down below the grounded being, Earth dirty & dicey.

Pumpkins above the ground and the beets down below the ground, filth of the best love of gods

Brought to you by the nature of the beast, herds of kids, nests of the empty-minded crypts of blood

Whiskey and the brown water that changes your mind, loosens the grip on the pain's holding grip

A sacrificial lamb and calf for what reason exactly?  Offering of death?  WT F were they thinkin'?

Simmer down with your masses of the blood and cannibalistic celebrations, 365, 24 & seven

Immaculate conception gets you the haters out of their greasy-spoon kitchens where we been

Makin' it from the innocent infancy to the death bed or surprise accidental demise of 208 bones

There's one thing left other than those 208 frame parts, soul, spirit, mindfulness of angel moans.

Got knocked down to the planet for a punishment for being the Best of the Best, jealousy not me

I am not the lost in Space and Time, you may or may not be, it's your will, it's your choice to Be

Duality and multiplicity is for the Buddha and the buds smoked for the presence return it back

To a good man and good woman, eat a good meal and smoke a nice blunt with shots of cognac.

Hearts and souls lost and won because they were found on the road, nearly dead, yet all happy

Why be happy when it's all you have when you have nothing material, shapes' of a form, OM

Essence of the thing itself has absconded with the pretzel logic and deductions of the Many

O Ye punks and sons of mothers who punched or neglected your naturally ended sea-foam.

We the uneaten, undead people who see the Truth or at least know deep down inside, it's a scam

I mean the Many, a One and the same thing, puzzle pieces shown a whole picture, bled the blood

Initiate introduction to the mystery's inception and logical induction, assumptions's cattle prod

Pain and suffering, tingling ecstatic chills and pleasure to disguise the Reality of a God's damn.

Now back to the point before my overhang transforms into the hungover, it'll be soon enough

Never need to worry about the man's rejection of the Spirits and fermented grain, shots' tough

Perfect in whiskey nothingness of the Void, sensational fifth or sixth perceptions of Adam's Eve

Disabled flashback of divinity, sippin' 'round a mind of Fake Big Bangs, mama's Tree, pa's Steve.

by

r j j  stephan, i

c.  BLOVEMBER 14th, 2020 Anno Domini

{  Jammed to #WhiskeyGlasses @MorganWallen https://youtu.be/GvPTenaI5Fo }

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#JustRollWithThis #AFifthOnTheTwelfth @pinked @winwooded #Trumped #WhatIsUpWithJack? #SNL #LotsaXsAndHose #SMILE #ittyBittyArse @Alan_Jackson #DishAndARunawaySpoon

CLUTCH MY PEARLS, GOOD-BAD FAVORITE UGLY DUCK

by

r j j  stephan, i 

11-12-2020 AnnoDomini

----#LittleBittyInTheShattyCity--#DoseOfLiquorWillBlow----

Repugnant in my own world which is inside of my cranial vacuum above my thin, my penciled neck

Number One under the sun is Me, Myself & I but not you, yours or anyone else, so yo, please #check

The king and the queen have masqueraded as impresario of this dream within a wetdream's form of Id

Nobody alive on the planet Earth today will be alive here and then in 200 years, not one itty bitty kid.

Punks and intellectual elite, wealthy inheritance of the ways and means to eat & drink with my Mary

Moms and pops have the stores and they've addicted the minions to the things themselves, so cherry

You cannot make these things up out of nothing at all, there's a reason for all of these causes I affect

You are airborne and grounded at one and the same time, standing still and spinning in a circular sect.

Periodic tables set the chemicals which are cooling gas, blown to smithereens in deep Space of a Void

You have no choice, it's an accidental collision of atomic matter, you will read this, you'll live & I die

To be or not to be is a question for you and not for me, I'm already gone since the moment I got #Woke

South or North American, European, African or Asian is Matter & Form, outside dine, pigs in a #Poke.

Pearls set down at the slop of hogs and pigs in the mud of the Blown Star, Earth's deadpanned #Joke

Your mama and mine, the One who climaxed the thing we happened to be, as it turned out, news' #fake

Freaks and followers of the dreaded red, blond, black, brown-grey beards long or in a fat knot or a bun

It's a justification for the Ends, this means of getting to the bottom of the nature of an Idiot, lots of fun.

You are some type of a genetic anomaly and you have no idea what that means so I'll translate the code

Jack of all trades was your father and your mother was every atom of gas in and out of the world abode

Alone for the most part form conception to dissolution, a spirit and a body of dual nature, all One hole

Between the lines, between your & my eyes there's a darkness and a light, they're children of the mole.

That's why you bury the dead besides to hide the stench, it's to go home where you came from, star dirt

We are all of it, nothing more and nothing less, your vain hope won't matter much in the end, don't flirt

With the death that can come when it pleases without regard for your needs and wants, you're all fired

As if you were never here to begin with, your presence forgotten by Life, all the worms, we're wired.

by

r j j  stephan, i

c.  BLOVEMBER 12th, 2020 Anno Domini

{  Jammed out of the psyche involuntarily, as if being a slave to the beats is a tricky #Roll, @SteveWinwood @ https://youtu.be/k9olaIio3l8 }

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W.W.A.R.D.?

#BeingOneOnOne & #WTF does #FairToMiddlin' mean to the honkies #Uptown? #Girl? #IRLs

ON ELEVEN-ELEVEN-TWENTY-TWENTY, CROW CAW-CAW

by

r j j  stephan, i

Fear for you and nothing to fear for me because there's nothing to fear except for sick blights

Punks movin' the genome from the DNA disposed down the sewer for the swim in a ratrace

Common notions of good, bad and ugly putting the mask on the bones of the ape-brute face

Grandma and grandpa left us here all alone with this mess, we pick up a pittance of loose bytes.

Gonna be, it was meant to be by the crack of dawn, OMG before I ever got the zipper clown

Plunged deep in the coverage over the safe place, down in the deep purple, velvet cellphone

Monkeys do see what the monkeys have done before we got down to Earth's rocks, rollin'

Down to the bottom of the mountains and hills, where angels fear to go, where rivers flow.

Pump your muscles to their maximum hardness at seventy years older than you were at age zero

That ground of being that did not exist a moment prior to a human climax in ecstatic embrace

Why?  No reason other than just because you got lucky on your spirit/ghost tour of duty, the crow

An illusion to the other ones still alive above the ground yet you remain animated, an ugly face.

Regressing to the first gasp of air and progressing to the last exhalation of the smoke and mirrors

Every moment of every day and every night, you and I remain perplexed about the original peers

Eve so called and Adam as the first human, not evolved from primate forbears, a special android

Jesus and Buddha ruined the rap of Confucius and Mao, cancelling the creation's God, a Void.

Out of hand, like your mother out to attract your dad into the secret place where you entered It

Dream in a dream or whatever you want to call this miracle in the middle of nowhere, planet Id

I know and you know about the same things, nothing at all but if I'm wrong, please use the door

Out in the darkness, away from this planet, you will not be there, ever, dare I say It?  Nevermore!

by

r j j  stephan, i

c.  Eleven-Eleven, Twenty-Twenty Anno Domini @ Nine One One A.M. PST

{  Drafted while jammin' to the entertaining @BlackCrowes https://youtu.be/BRcs_OzQb14 }

FINIS

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*PURPLE BLUES IN BLACK FOR YELLOWJACKETS AND GREENHORNS #EatinSaltyPeanutsOutTheCan

OL' GOD'S DAMS IN THE HANDS

by

r j j  stephan, i

{ #STFU FCrybabies!}

Peculiar as anything that is a conundrum of epic proportions, common ground is uneven too

Fine tooth comb used to scrape the hair tonic across the scalp to lay the nap and curls down

Introduction to the mesmerized by magic and the absolute continuity of the drones of druids

People left here and now before the end has occurred to the 208 bones we tuned to move It.

What it is and why it is so are not inconceivable, you didn't have to be alive at the Thing's genesis

Yet you must take a wild, leap of unprovable, blind faith and believe that the Truth is, I fake peace

I was at war with the world the day my mother's egg was fertilized with passion and love of girls

Here and now, I've metabolized the genesis of my world's unconscious consciousness of turtles.

In gold there's a god and in the bottom line there's a level devil drawing the ends and the means

For your mother and father before you and your sons and daughters after you have come to sing

It is what it's always been since day 1 up to and including day 7, resting on a comma for beans

Muck and mire stirred up like the origin of a tornado, dirty water and hard rocks for the Rising!

In the end, there's no shame in beginning again, ad infinitum as it should be, it will be . . .

You and I are just too good to be true, we could not have been responsible for the creation Id

Made without logic and reason for the method to be able to repeat, educated guess I can see

It appears to be the moment prior to falling asleep in bed, not even an iota of control the Kid.

On a roll when you be rolling and knowing that the trip's nearly finished and you're gonna be woke

Your body will lie in state in front of the friends and families opportunity to carouse and lie in a joke

Snakes in the grass or lost on the sidewalk or the karma that sticks to your ephemeral ape-soul of It

What It is, deep inside you'll know what I mean, exactly, workin' it and pretending it ain't some chit.

Mini-Me and the scary monster from my inner basket of deplorables all fall down, ringin' of Rosie

Leaves fallen, the chill of the macrocosmic will to power of the people, red, brown, black & white

Reverse discriminatory fixes and be the cause of Everything on Earth but not in Heaven's box kite

Deep State is watching and listening without any body to see or perceive at all.  Donuts & coffee.

I will to the Power I have to cause the things to happen the way of my intent, direction to the ole bulls

Eyes of the male bovine really says it all, look at you to kick it up a notch, to keep makin' numb skulls

Crack and split apart as the united resist and revert to the fatal attraction to the starlit heat of narcissists 

An incompetent man and innocent, well meaning congressman or celebrity say they're tight marxists.

by

r j j  stephan, i

c.  Tuesday, #Blovember 10th, 2020 A.D.

{  Drafted while jammin' to the HITS OF @WarTheBand link @ https://youtu.be/nEDB62oKv2M }

finis

alpha

W.W.A.R.D.?

#HaveATalkWithGod #IfGodDoesNotExistYouAreOutOfLuck #TheyCalledMeJoeRich #AllHandsOnDeck #PRINCE1

GHOST-PRIED FRUIT IN THE LOOM

by

Richard Joseph Stephan

Today at 10:05 AM 

/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\

In & out of the feelings you learned from crying in a hole-womb, a bad smell perturbation

Alive and well in the composted final ending of Time and Space, erasing all face to face

With the friends and foes of the Dream, the #Woke move first and last, start to no place

For the sake of rationality & special creation of Adam and Eve, God was always a concept.

*

Entertaining the childhood reference from the Book or the Blind Faith of hooded priest foal

Priesthood from the pope to the father, a collar and a pledge to pretend to be a One & done

When they can be no more than you or I, no more than the hobo or the gadfly, rattle the roll

Perfection’s gross inequality of being & nothingness become the Ends, I am being alive, son!

*

Puns and explicit predicates for the subjects and objects of the the propositional logic & Scat

Which begins and ends with the essence of the entire load of x’s & o’s, curiosity killed the cat

Yet, I stand here on two paws, called feet because I don’t have four, got two hands to cosign

Stoppin’ the go, full speed ahead, yielded to caution, right, wrong, a cell of DNA’s acid brine.

*

Choice & Will to Power of creating something out of nothing, a given to me, hope’s all yours

Anger yields failure, pure expectation imagined as inevitable reality, yield a One’s happiness

Dead or alive, lived a past zygote to a century before & after the One, I thrive deep within

Heart flashin’ a sequence of days and nights before the presence, sacred to me, I am The Sin.

*

I gave up the ghost when Time arose, no accidental random aberration, planetary trajectory

Alive as long as I could and maybe a moment later than I should have, somebody helped me

Stayed alive because I wasn’t goin’ anywhere, I don’t wanna die, I don’t wanna die, I am One

NYC to LA, just one of the continents I animate, the other six have my six or they’re 1 & done.

*

Singing in the rain or the blazing desert sun is one and the same thing, anything is All of You

Luck has nothing to do with the Time in this Space, it’s all intent, all and everything you want

Anything you need at all, you got it in spades, diamonds, clubs and hearts, It Is a royal flush

Cannot ever lose when everything in the complete cosmos is in my bones, Life is a cool Rush!

*

by

r j j stephan, i

c. Dimanche, BLOVEMBER 8TH, 2020 A.D.

( Dredged out of the dregs of society early on the 8th without a 5th, Valerie Sabatini & listenin’ to Steve Winwood jammin’ #Valerie link @ https://youtu.be/cbKNICg-REA & Roy Orbison #PrettyWoman link @ https://youtu.be/_PLq0_7k1jk & Bruce Springsteen #WaitinOnASunnyDay link @ https://youtu.be/UfItWcGzdQA & Darius Rucker #RockMeMamaLikeAWagonWheel link @ https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hvKyBcCDOB4&list=RD7Xc_8AkmKfo&index=4 }

 

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