PLUTO ROCKS THE HOUSE @DarylsHouse @SmokeyRobinson @DarylHall

IT'S DOG EAT DOG 'Come & Take 'Em', STOP CRYIN', SAM, I AM, I THINK?  #winkwink

Dirty lowdown monkeys ate 'em all, hungry to make the excreted consciousness of God's good

Spell the DOG backward and you know what you get, this here stuff, right here is the real deal

Lowdown below the ground of being, it's the most that a human being can handle, being food

Here afore when I was hungry, ate all skin, flesh, muscles & sinew down to the bone, how I feel.

Like it or not, you're here and now too, so take a walk down the block's squares, move away son

Pink phones for the flipside of the pandemic, all the idiots died on the hills fighting the bad fight

We all got woke up in the middle of the dead of night, above and below the grounded, fatal flight

The night sky was clear black and the stars of the blown cosmic egg remain, burning out my fun.

I know I am a witness of this amazing conglomeration of rhythm and blues for a spell, a tick tock

Carrying on the tradition of the survivors who remained alive, avoided being cooked by a @Glock

Nothing to do with violence, it's the nature of the things themselves, check your heart & holy soul

All yours, parents, kids, brothers & sisters y'all can't talk to me, can't you see?  #LetsRockAndRoll!

Penance in the penitentiary to live by, do unto others and watch your back, they're comin' for you

Teach your children what your fathers and mothers taught you, be a thief or a saved believer fool

Somebody will love you someday but you'll never know who, it's a secret admirer of empty holes

Black or White, invisible to the naked eyes that see the rods and cones of blackened white fools.

In the darkness, eyes see nothing clearly, feeling the only thing left in the darkness, your true Self

Being the darkness never gets old since it's not young, it's got no age, it's got no time for top shelf

Smoked and risen up to the limit of blues skies and clouds of ocean drops of Jupiter's moon rocks

Bums wakin' up under the freeway's overpass, the police cars arrive, cherries aglow, siren phuqt!

Five A.M.'s long enough to die for children of the gods, motherless children on a road's red dirt

Sunny southern weather far, far away from the Sierra foothills, a blink is all I can feel, never hurt

Devoid of my Will to survive for no reason other than to get old & decrepit or croak all accidental

South Sacramento to north Corona, all the skies were blue in the day & a black void above Hehl.

Woodstock to Seattle and San Diego to Bangor, crisscrossed the 48, sailed & flew o'er a rainbow

Everywhere freedom rang in my ears, I fought for it at that personnel desk during the War o' Nam

Me and you, left over but not forgotten by the boys and girls who left for heaven, hell and limbo

Lookin' up at the sky as you've no will power left to defend your heart & soul, Ends my videocam.

Hands off my weapons that I use to defend my inner being's presence here inside a skeleton, son

We have all been here before now and we're still here now and we'll be here forever, danm Sam!

Seeds planted in the ashes of the blown stardust, a happening in a figment of divine imagination

No place like the present, since neither past nor future, I mediate duality, then I Am what I Am.

by

r j j  stephan, i

c.  Samedhi, March 13th, 2021 Anno Domini

{ Jammed while listenin' to @CrosbyStillsNashYoungTaylorReeves #DejaVu link @ https://youtu.be/MvGCOXahbcc }

FINIS

W.W.A.R.D.?

#NoAnswersHereThereOrAnywhereElse #BigIdeasLilDicks #GDDirtyZLowDown

YOU HAVE NOTHIN' ON ME, I PLAYED YOUR GAMES, I WON, YOU LOSE PLAYER

Among the boys and girls who roam the Catholic schools of the 2nd city, some in Purgatory

Consumed in a deadly blaze in the 1900's way back when kids jumped out of windows, son

To get away from the hot fire lickin' just like the World Trade Center towers, only two story

Poor young babies & their mothers, fathers, sisters, brothers, all devastated forever by One.

Now they would have probably been the dead grandparents of children never born to Gods

Above and below this planet's rock and dirty water, full of silver, gold and the seeds of sods

Makin' the green to die for and the salty, open sea to be buried with Davey Jones' gem sack

Down under there somewhere that no eyeballs in a head can ever see, it's darker than black.

On the brighter side of Sam, I am, just think that nothing can mutate the past, only here, now

With a wave of a magic wand or utterance of a magic spell of words in a lingo of eerie tongues

Sounding like important information from the looks on the faces uttering the toothless harangue

Yet, it's not anything more than that there's an idiot that survived childbirth and certain death.

Temporary in context of Earth's wobbling revolutions upon it's axis & orbits around a final Burn

A Sun from a Big Bang or at least our imaginary construction of logic and reason, it's not my turn

Exhausted & metabolized, like smoke in a dream, it was just there, now it's all gone, yet I remain

An egotistic personality disorder of the psyche, inherited from random recombinant DNA, insane!

Function of symbols, dots & lines of an alien culture that became extinct, moons ago, when I died

Not that you can fathom what I know if you know what I mean, but philosophy said that God lied

Nobody wrote a thing down that God ever said, all religion & analytic syllogisms may be damned

To be or not to be was never the only question, the last one was, "So, who is Pluto?"  #FinalCram!

by

r j j  stephan, i

c.  Friday, March 12th, 2021 Anno Domini @ 1:11 PMPST

{  YOU will die if you don't #RollWithItBaby per @SteveWinwood #LosinYourTouchSignifiesItsCominDown link @ https://youtu.be/u_vkKozA8OI }

FINIS

W.W.A.R.D.?

#EyesDontCare #AllIWannaDo #JustLetMeGo

<3 YOU? <3

I BEGGED YOU TO STAY, HONEY'S HOLY SMOKE GOT ME OFF, ON THE GRIDIRON

Wonder white bread lumped into a love-blind bleed out your DNA, an itty bitty mind of man

It's as real as reality ever gets, in your face, right there in front of your jive punk arse human

Monks or street urchin derelicts and ladies who speak to the walls, as you sit down in chairs

Not that she wanted to stop & speak with herself, she was talkin' to Jesus' God downstairs.

I served the masses for the masses, I left the scenes above and below the sacred communion

All of the wine in the safe place, where the blood is kept to drink with the origin of my cosign

Mental pictures of mothers nurturing and abusing the innocent and blind babies of God's dam

Pink inside and burnt brown and black on the outside, in on the full burning of the atoms I am.

Come with me or not right now, you will go all alone if you go without me, it's alright, it's fine

Monkeys are bred to copy the cats that came before they got here, it's expedient for the rhyme

Millions of kilometers away from here, it turns out to be an astronomical 93 million mile unit

Freedom bought for some silver and gold doubloons from a pirate treasure chest of the sea spit.

Corners for the gangs and the beggars who can't succeed while here and now, it's impossible, so

Do what you can, people can change me and you in a New York City moment, it's worth a blow

To see how this all goes down, like a bank robbery and the death of the master's mind, it's so sad

Being with me was important, being with you was of singular importance, karma spent, too bad.

Knowledge of the wisdom was the power I had and lost it all to be found in the rough, on a green

Putting in the holy emptiness is all I had to do, eighteen or thirty six times fifty, low scoring seen

Slicing and hooking the drives with the wood or the iron got me right into sand traps and rough

Scored, ate lunch, drove home, swam laps in my pool, fell asleep on the back porch, smoked stuff.

All alone, you went home finally because you had to, refueling is the way of the warrior fist fight

Defensive and evasive tactics win the day when the bad guy wants to beat your head out of sight

Unwound and devastatingly effective in the art of defensive tactics, in pain of being earthbound

Flight's over in the end of someone else's life who misjudged their own safety, hammer's down.

Full load of 65,000 pounds of TNT in back of my conventional MACK, driving the Monopoly games

I pass go but can't collect the 200 bucks and eventually I accidentally land on the go to jail square

It ain't my fault, the luck of the draw, the roll of the die, my parents left me orphaned, told me so

Heart broke on me, THAT SAID, a reputation destroyed, being with you, holy, juiced up do-si-do.

by

r j j  stephan, i

c.  Vendredi, March 12th, 2021 Anno Domini @ 1:11 AMPST

{ Drafted relentlessly jammin' @SmokeyRobinson #HeavenForbid #LoveBlindInALoopAllInMyMind #IDontDareWhatTheySay link @ https://youtu.be/0P2a6aLDkkM }

FINIS

W.W.A.R.D.?

#ItIsOverWhenItsOver #AintItBabyAintIt? #WhiteFlags & #StopSigns #DownToTheHonkyTonk

 

I DON'T CARE AND IF YOU THINK I DO THEN WELL, CAN WE TALK?

Joanie Rivers knew and she took the answer with her to Valhalla or nirvana or way far out

From the alpha to the omega diamonds in my ears receiving the transmission of my shout

In any language of man, repeated & agreed upon predication of modified subjective objects

In the end for the prime omega frame of the sequence, coming to be and swattin' insects.

All of the moving things will die, they're all mortals here with us on the stage of mortality

You have no choice even if you think you do, I do apologize for being the one who told you

About the Easter Bunny, Santa Claus and Peter Pan were real characters in one's mentality

Multiple personalities for you and I is part of our inheritance of Life On Earth, a sky of blue.

Speaking easily between the two of us, using our understanding of shameful winners & losers

Men & women in the millions, not bright enough to survive in the cyber-jungle of new grifters

Hyper-extended beyond a hair-triggered finger, udders to milk the Earth's cancellation opine

Mothers who invented invention, a dream we're dreaming within a dream, sun's moonshine.

When I'm gone, nobody will know I was here except the powers that be, they always do the do

Weird and repulsive as a spray of skunk's wet pungency, getting a handle on the A to the bar

Filling in the empty dosi-do painting on the wall which I decided was hung askew, I bid adieu

The peanut butter dust from the jar of my marbles, cat's eyes and the jumbos hooked me up.

Middle path ahead & an empty precipice to the east, west and south, further on up the road

Benign as a dream after one awakens from that stupor of the contorted joints and boner blood

Complexity is hard to follow with an inferior mind, such as the one I carry around for doomsday

Fanatic or casual observation of catcalls on the corner, where the perps walk & play the comedy. 

If we can't talk, who will have a dialogue without becoming mad, at an AM/PM gas dump pump?

Showin' on screen entertainment as you pump the gold into the output of speed in pabulum lumps

Apemen & their masters have allowed the Truth to be known, as of right here & now, dime drop

Down on the low, struggling to survive like the Darwinian LaMarkians, animals' mortality trumps.

by

r j j  stephan, i

c.  Thursday, March 11th, 2021 Anno Domini @ 2:02  PMPST

{ Drafted to @BlakeShelton #HoneyBee https://youtu.be/xZjosn2u1gA & @AlanJackson @JimmyButtett #ItsFiveOClockSomewhere https://youtu.be/BPCjC543llU @uncleKracker @KennyChesney #WhenTheSunGoesDown https://youtu.be/eGLdbpmXrbQ }

FINIS

W.W.A.R.D.?

#IsSheGoneYet? #TheDEVILwillReplaceHer #TakeALookInTheMirror #SimpleMen #ComplexWomen #DidTheBestICould

 DO NOT PLAY WITH HER, MY MUSE NEVER FORGIVES ANYBODY!  COPY?

REBELLION BUMS' SCUM LEFTOVERS, SCORN OF DEADMEN ACES N' EIGHTS

It's once again a mere matter of Time in Space, an accidental collision of atomic jag-offs, GD deadbeats

Mothers who aren't the madras or padres of us all, just immortal scourges of pain locked in Sing Sing

Left behind by mama and daddy, here in this old, cold world you get the privilege of soiling the sheets

Mighty and weak at one the same time, got lies and truths for the right price, learn a worried teaching.

I ain't gonna lie, all gonna die, no time to unravel the Truth, so here's an unbridled, naked girl Word Up

Take your mind and body down to the river, jump in naked as the day you were born, don't breathe IN

Reason's obvious rational argument for surviving the habitat for humanity, food and shelter, all YOURS

In a hole, six feet above or below the penitentiary and prison of the souls, all mentally ill, can't adapt It.

One hand better than all of the rest, not a royal flush or a full house but the one-eyed Jack & queen high

That wins the bluff of the timid who have better than they deserve, just luck of the draw, makes me cry

About the Time in Space I wasted without a thought of why this dream isn't ending, it keeps movin' on

From day to night and ad infinitum until a moment in Time, I'm gone like I wasn't ever here as top gun.

Barely a homeless 208 bones hangin' the leftover meat and potatoes of my Irish ancestors in Valhalla

Or my Siciliano cousins who can't get past the olives and the oil, it's a matter of being happy, La La La

Songs sung by the voices that scream loudly without any noise, no sound, headphones' cancel culture

Come with me, help me get to the place in Space you knew before mother birthed your Earth, oh sure!

So, you're special?  Nobody plays any games with you that you don't win in the end, 'less you can be Piece checkmated before you set foot on the board, move a pawn or a knight & I'll kill your GD verve

No mercy granted before you begin, no holdin' hands during the finals A-game, trippin' in a 7 year itch

A place out of this Space where nobody's cryin' & nobody is laughin' because it's an empty Void, bitch!

Piece checkmated before you set foot on the board, move a pawn or a knight & I'll kill your GD verve

No mercy granted before you begin, no holdin' hands during the finals A-game, trippin' in a 7 year itch

A place out of this Space where nobody's cryin' & nobody is laughin' because it's an empty Void, bitch!

Monkeys saw what the other monkeys were doin' so they played the drums and piano, blew the horns

Sang the words to the songs to tell the same old story, over and over again, #1 hits of the top 40 burns

Of men and the mice that hide and wait for the cheese to drop from the table above vermin paygrades

Only the apes in the trees and the caves could hide from the mean and hungry cats and dogs, It fades!

Into blackness, emptiness that only astronauts and cosmonauts can testify to and verify, for you

I won't see what they saw but I saw a video about It, there's Nothing there and more than you all blew

Out of the First Cause's original SuperNova origin of the matter molecules, so charming, they're scum

With no purpose for being in a race where Nothing causes the Love and Hate, I've bled out the dumb!

by

r j j  stephan, i

c.  March 11th, 2020 Anno Domini @ 05:55 Hours PST

{ Jammed to #IllTakeYouThere by @TheStaplesSingers on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/6gpzVCFrKWk & the @OJays #ForTheLoveOfMoney link @ https://youtu.be/GXE_n2q08Yw & @AerosmithVsRedHotChiliPeppers #WalkThisWayMashup @ https://youtu.be/If9qQ4XgabY & @BobMarley #Jammin @ https://youtu.be/F7WSMbcA7v8 }

FINIS

W.W.A.R.D.?

@SmokeyRobinson @CurtisMayfield #STARS #EyesDontCareWhatTheyThink #MoronsAreMoreThanYouThought #WeToldYouSo #WeCantAvoidThis #PeopleCanChange #BlindInTheMind #SmokeMirrorsAndUFOlogy

BEATING RINGERS INTO MYSTICAL GOLD FINGERS OF MA & PA

----------------- exotica in the universe ----------------

I don't care one twit about anything that THEY think about what I say and what I do, do you?

If you do, you'll miss most of the Time & Space movin' in and out of your beautiful mind, dope

Just like the days and nights you spent dreamin' about living out on the beach at Daryl's joint

The people, we people always change one way or the other, it's real & fake, what's the point?

Kiko Tiko I like it more than three or four times seventeen hundred squared or cubed, OK sin

To be or not to be in here, right now, on my cue without a stand-in, stage is set, this is arson

Burnin' down the house for the ones who think it's all free but freedom ain't free, too human

Like philosophers and priests who maimed the logic and reason for the sake of blinded fate!

Cause of the first mover to be alive in the cosmic soup is well, a mystery created out Null & Void

Mothers of us all, everyone of them, yes even some of y'all here and now, acid we need to avoid

They will coax us to make more of the same, good, real bad and of course, like me, the GD ugly

Fingerprints and saliva tests prove that the crime was just in time, I am the son of Robert E. Lee.

I rebelled like a good soldier does, following the orders of superiors that threaten your rations

To eat bread and butter, meat off of animal bones and drinkin' firewater to wash it down, sins

More the merrier, lovin' the disobedience to the laws suggested by the dead men, all gone too

Grandmasters played the games, left the board without the players, game's over a sea of blue!

Theorems and corollaries put into play's of misshapened balls & pucks, to throw and hit far aways

Beans are not magic but they are the essence of growing things from the groundwater fool's gold

Shining so that not even a blind man cannot see the Truth about the matter, live and die, get old

Born free, death in debt with UFO Owners of Landing & Housing, #UFO DNA cousins, gods, Greys!

Unknown a minute after your last huff & puff to blow this playing card house down, sudden awe

Eyes blinded, mutated into insight wide open staring into the sun's burning rays, flesh is so raw

Full of the life's blood that keeps the animation from slowing down to a terminal decomposition

Not unlike the ends of symphonic windblown and friction and animal skin beats be boppin' 'em.

Think a thought about a secret electro-magnetic force, all too human genome, food to an alien

Fighting to death my right to be buried or burned or lost at sea but not eaten by my hungry kin

Man and woman die, we cry and hope we get more time without a soul in a holy corpus dilecti

Don't worry, accept the facts, here they are, you're phuq'd like your ancestors, a good day to die!

by

r j j stephan, i

c. Wednesday, March 10th (#NotTheIdesYet) 2021 Anno Domini

{ Fait accompli @ 5:55 AMPST drafted while listenin' to magic from @DarylsHouse @SmokeyRobinson link @ https://youtu.be/1Zj7BIAPUmY?list=RD1Zj7BIAPUmY }

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

#YourGuessIsAsGoodAsEinsteins #APunchInTheFaceWorks

BOUGHT MY DAUGHTER A TRAIN, MONKEY WAS STILLBORN, ANYWAYS
Merchandise has power if it's either one of a kind or at least rarely found in a hacker's magic
Just because you think it's so pretty doesn't mean that it actually exists independent & static
Yet, there it is right in front of your eyes or signals to your cerebral cortex to process The Way
Blind men and blind women have parties and have fun while alive on the way get Ends today.

At the edge of the cliff, so to speak, I spoke about the jingo to the medicine man of my tribe
He told me that a chief has the experience without the foreknowledge of why the Way is rough
Like as hard as your mother's labor to bring you into the world?  I don't think it's like that tough
Mothers everywhere with or without the saddle blocks and La Maz gasps for relief, junk scribe.

Well, pain & suffering may lead to relief by outside environmental and humane, fakin' a bounce
Nothin' but net before you become unconscious to save your ass from an evil trick, not to be dead
Of being alive and alone in the universe, on this planet in your room at home, you so high minded
I don't care if it's in tune or not, don't use gendered language, aho, she-it singularity pronounce.

On the eve of an apocalypse your stay awake until the eyelids descend without resistance, OMG
Now it's going to get out of control as the band's drums smash the skins for the beats of the sea
ON ships we sailed way before we flew through Time & Space on planes & jets, ships ahoy matey
Surreal as it can be to a blind girl or boy, born to run without eyesight, miss what ya never had.

On being in the kids' dreams because they couldn't metabolize the crazy megaApes lovin' as men
Once upon nobody's Space in any of the four cornered rooms we roam, indentured servitude Zen
Mercury to Neptune and onto Pluto's orbital trajectory leaving the monsters under my bunkbeds
Morphine for Josephine and Theresa because the birthplace of hairless apes and evil snakeheads.

Deaf and dumb, no way to communicate the data of 5G just to say holy smoke, mask up yer arse
Potstocks movin' Nirvana into foresight, monkey shines in the caves, shadows really are the sign
From the higher than most bonfired-up fanatics lookin' to BBQ the dead cows, birds and swine
Performance on a scale of 1 to 10, 10 being the absolute best monkey in the cage, twilight zone.
by
r j j  stephan, i
c.  Wednesday, March 10th, 2021 Anno Domini @ 12:01 AMPST
{ Abdicated from my loins while listenin' to @Santana #Supernatural #LegacyEdition link @https://youtu.be/MNcB0l0H9qE }
FUBAR
FINIS
W.W.A.R.D.?

@BishopBullwinkle @Bullwinkle & @RushLimbaughEIB @BobMarley @EricClapton #IShotTheSherriff #HumanGusAfterall

TALENT O.L.F. GOD, BROKEN HEARTS, JEALOUSY'S JUSTICE & MERCURY'S WETDREAM
I always thought historical records got taught, things to think about, important substance my son
To be or not to be, to adapt to the One or its variables, moment to moment becoming extinction
It's not your fault or your ancestors but the way it is, not a fantasy of illusory phantoms of hot sin
Belief evolves, minds orbit in search of the Resting One, asleep in the Supernovae attic from hell

Armed and in perpetual denial of death's Thor hammer ready for a down stroke upon my daddio
You shouldn't say the right thing with words of the English language, proof the stars are at war
Life from other solar systems looking for our keys to Montgomery and Salem East & Northwest
Where the potions have been set aside in recipe form, to change the matter at hand, i digress.

No free lunches here in the valley and there's no gold left in them thar hills of El Dorado's plateau
Comin' out of the dream still groggy enough to slip right back into the somnambolistic sky of blue
Fences built and then I leveled them to expand this piece of pie into the whole God danged thang
Wiped the windshield clean and the vision ahead was clear, only one way out but it's gonna sting!

I wondered then I followed the middle path without the magician, eyes wide open for shirt skirt
Divine pension in a coffin awaits all of the many who wanna return to the One, it'll happen later
Don't want this last thing until the very last one that can be put in front of you, to live & die for
Recollection of memories locked into old skin & bones, PhD's caskets plugged down in mud's dirt.

Before we die, get way low down, six feet under or higher than Mt. Rushmore and Rainier, signs
After a last gulp and gasp, one more song sung, goodbyes all around to the ones you leave behind
Knowledge is almost everything except wisdom but who needs wise cracks and the answer backs?
Talent with a microphone & a big mouth, told to stand down & reverse engineer the gods' hacks.

Booms from Bam Bam Flintstone make the solar system a better place to be in outerspace, dead
Living and then dying in the water, the air or on the land, no reason at all other than legends fed
To the infants who believe it all until the young thugs and molls roll their eyes at the innocence
Life moving quicker as days roll on by, getting older every second, I was two of us on the fence.

by
r j j  stephan, i
c.  Mardi, March 9th, 2021 Anno Domini @ 12:00 #HighNoon yup, it is!
{ Basted while listenin' to @RushHawkinsSingers #ThankTheLordRushLimbaughsOn, @RushEIB link @ https://youtu.be/6pM-r_DTSls }
FINIS
W.W.A.R.D.?

o n l y ONE . . . to the NINES

MR JINX & MS LUCILLE CHANGED ZAPPA & EVERYTHING
Surviving past the day we gonna die is impossible, it won't happen, ever, I wished It upon a star
Things themselves never change even if you didn't know that fools trip on karma, so good, so far
Neck in a noose, water underground, so I speak, locked in tight as a square knot, golden dawn
Explaining that the dream is all you get when you're asleep, when you awaken, it's all way gone.

Permitting the licensed to hunt for certain species of life on Earth, to eat or not to eat is all It is
You die if your mother doesn't breast feed you teat after time or at least until Hell freezes rights
Ten times ten is the variable I begin with, the origin of all infinite expressions of blown itsy bits
Wheeled over the cliff because it has only one slippery slope, a rational conclusion's prize fights.

Substitutions for the starters when the game's in progress is a fool's mission, a mama's intention
What I Will to be Is and vice versa with assassins heads in a noose, givin' the divine the face of sin
Poor jitterbugs all jacked up on the perfume smellin' like the musk of monkeys, apemen baboons
In step and in the mood for completing this complicated equation of inequality, front man goon.

Win the games because I can never lose, I know all of the rules & regulations, a law's made to be
Broken or in fine shape, nothing matters anyway, I mean the vacuum of the empty, a sandy beach
Miracles of causes after the First One happen due to being willed by one or more souls, eyes agog
Believers in a will, pray for homeless trolls as proof by grace of God, unknown power, Zappa dog.
by
r j j  stephan, i
c.  March 8th, 2021 Anno Domini @ 20:20 hours PDT
{ Drafted after walkin' 40 miles and 3 stitches removed my human mind's losin' hand, link to @BobDylan wheelbarreling @ https://youtu.be/L9EKqQWPjyo & @TheTravelingWilburys #TweeterAndTheMonkeyman @ https://youtu.be/PabG3nJRu3k & @FrankZappa #CatholicGirls @ https://youtu.be/YMdhWRO4-dQ }
FINIS
W.W.A.R.D.?

#HighRadicalsLowIntelligenceQuotients #MultiplyTheDivisionBells #ShitHappenedInMarchSeventyThree 3-8-73 #HappyBirthdayRichieStephan #ItIsDone #NewRadicalsPilotHills

TO BE AS YOU WERE, AS IT'S ALWAYS BEEN, IT DEPENDS

If I were you, I'd listen very carefully to what I'm relating to you in a Word, Bon Scott's eyes to scan

Put that failed kidney, ulcerated, organic malfunction back where it came from, an idiot's royal scam

Barking, purring, whistling the star spangled banner type of parrot heads that talk turkey with gusto

Ends of the pinks of inner realms' cool to the hot but pink's just purple-lite, my go to guy, de facto.

 

Forever and an Earth day, wobbling in a circle on an invisible axis that doesn't exist, Nothing at all

Nothing matters even if it used to matter before I got here and opted out of my contract, as I freefall

From ceilings and domes, even the canopy of the atmospheric pressure upon the poles, in perihelion

Portions of the superior and inferior are imprinted indelibly upon the acid of the genes, code of a jin.

 

Stuck in a bottle with a cork stoppin' the gaping hole, it's all I've got in the world, my pillow corner

Nobody knows and nobody cares about anything I'm saying or what I'm doing before their very eyes

Like magic, causes have no effect & some effects lack a cause, in retrograde of Mars' & Jupiter's sin

Fate's finger is complicit and the rest is history, animals evolve and put the nature of a beast within.

 

Noodles and soup to soothe the savage beast that walks on locked in bones, no causes & no worries

Nothing to feel ashamed about and nothing to be proud of because it's just the motion of the ocean

Moving the unmoved into an eternal, perpetual motion of atomic love and charm, H-bomb of peace

Without me or right when I stood upon some of the concrete and steel from ZZ Tops crib, Rock EZ!

 

De facto defunct, by it's very nature, neither here nor now, earthbound bones from a maroon's zipgun

Comin' in and out of consciousness, asleep and dreaming or wide awake and in a stupor, to have fun

Games played, finished due to exhaustion and ready to turn off the projector and recorder, all to sleep

Not enough gives into hallucinations and too much allows disengagement with this living in the deep.

Horizontal bopping me and vertical leaping the divine innocence, puts me in a place in Space of envy

Nobody will take this away from me and none will know it's power over One soul and no other, saavy

Like soup and crackers, the rest can just eat cake like their mothers and fathers used to do, love of God

Unseen yet deposited as the Matter that preceded the Big Bang, an illusion of pirates & kings of blood.

by

r j j  stephan, i

c.  March 8th, 2021 Anno Domini @ 3:33 Post Meridian PST

{ Jammed while listenin' to @BobDylan #ThingsHaveChanged link @  https://youtu.be/L9EKqQWPjyo }

 

🎂🎂🎂  HBD @RichieStephan 3-8-1973 <3 pops

#IWillDeckYouRichie #FromEarthToTheMoon #ThanksPops #Hendrix & #Dylan & #Leff { My gramma, #GertieLeff in same Renton, WA cemetery near JIMI's monument 'round Renton/Maple Valley }

ALL HANDS ON HADES' DECK, LSD DOSED LOSERS, CROSS ON THE GALLOWS
I will give you this here jitterbug rag & all of that there, all things of mutated conceptualization
As if it matters once you & I lose our personal consciousness, as if our deceased prestidigitation
Calls the Causes, a feature of the Word, sounds of the soul's recombinations of vocalization sin
Originality cornered, mortal disobedience to random communist manifestos kill saints & sinners.

In the end or so I've been led to believe from the texts I could actually read, we're as dead rocks
Waiting for obliteration in the Black Hole down the road post Nova or SuperNova actualization
Watching the meters for the signals to alert the mainline of constructive destruction, that's life
It is indeed, the last bastion of the mindful ones who have no blind Faith in gods or DNA's wife.

...in the beginning, nobody was there to record the happening, in the end, it's educated guesses
Brainwashing the young kings and queens in the K-12 & above, beyond the heavenly goddesses
I am what I've always been, ask anybody, a speck of dust in the Cosmic Slop, mess of fake Spirits
It's the substance you can't name, the origin of Matter itself is Occult for a rational reason, a ditz.

On you & your monkeys, naked apes & a four-legged menagerie, inter-dimensional alien UFO lore
In prehistoric terminology, Life was NOT a random DNA implant on Terra Ferma, ET's bow to gods
Occult opened the dream and exposed the mind, as it performs it's job in a deep somnambulism
One into two and three up to infinity is the Way, your Karma is the Way, a Free Will in a schism.

In a hermitage or atop of a skyscraper in #GothamUSA, nobody can hide from the Ends, word up
Not only did some mothers become impregnated with 'us' against their wills, also they hate 7up
I don't care that freedom's not free and stolen right out from under your bloody face, gettin' old
Losin' hands dealt to Jinx & Miss Lucy, left to roam among the herd, irresponsible for bein' rolled.

#WTH is that chick doin' sittin' here on my lap, it's my dream and all hell's gonna break loose too
Both of my hands have always been on deck, the voice in the speaker changed it all, shootin' pool
Human minds' loose ends, ask all our kin who already died lately, extinct soul of disembodied goo
Jumped headfirst into the end, Hollywood made a trippin' star, jumpin' in a lake, dyin' like a fool.

Do you smell the fragrance?  It's just one big lie and you have nothing to do with a shot of a leg
You & I will find our last song before or after OUR Last Day on Earth, it's gonna blow the graves
All of the headstones & crosses and stars of original stars, kings of the world, born of queen egg
You've been there & done this, nobody survives heavy traffic or lucky gold strikes of God's slaves.

by
r j j  stephan, i
c.  Dimanche, March 7th, 2021 Anno Domini
{ Gods and the Cro-Magnon cosmic jokes cracked on the people that used to care, just because #ThingsHaveChanged @BobDylan #ThoughtHeSawSomethinMovinJitterbugRags on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/L9EKqQWPjyo }
FINIS
W.W.A.R.D.?

 

#TourD'force #TodaysTwoFerOne #WaitForIt

YO-YO WAS A COLD ONE BUT, HELL MAN, SHE SAID SHE WAS UGLY BAD, NO GOOD
In perfect syncopated motion, First Cause to the final Black Hole of sweat, your departed bones
All in a nice pile where the living felt you'd cause no more harm to your friends and folks' in hell
On the wake nights, used to be 3 but now, it's 2 and they're all stiffs dyin' to get in, it's a ritual
Thirst and hunger go far, far away when it's curtains for you and me, needs and wants all cancel.

High and dry like it was always supposed to be like this, where is that written and by whom, eh
About the only thing you can do for the sake of keeping this diatribe in the ebb and neap flows
River running backwards to where it came from & then some, movin' the good, comin' to blows
Defiance livin' in a twelve pack I got sittin' on the shelf, damn babe this has to be a tornado eye.

Systematic racism is the evolutionary tool that homo sapiens used to dominate the sub species
After that function of being the greatest tool of mankind, you want to revoke it's use to kiddies
A revolution can be smelled on high when a Declaration cancelled We The People of us & them
In a vortex of atomic waste, we find ourselves within, call it a spirit or a soul, either/or l'haim!

As if the hairless and helpless from infancy to adulthood is any kind of a survival tool, as if is right
Reason being, the homo sapiens were not evolved here on Earth, implant of another star's light
Infinite unfathomable, silent & still, yet someone other than YOU's in charge of the bells that toll
It's all a matter of which way is up from the North Pole, which way is down from the South hole.

Many have claimed that nobody's perfect, from their imperfect judgement of the showdown right
In reality, somebody is perfect or else death claims the fake identity, health care worker hindsight
Prejudice when I inject asp venom of a talking radio, prejudice vs. masculinity, immuned A-teams
Menudo soup in cosmic dust left over from Big Bangs of a Bong & the headlights are highbeams.

Twitching and knee jerking my way up to the look on your face when you realize that you're out
Of this place in Space that you've become accustom to bending to your knees and kissing a boot
It's all the many isolated draft dodgers can handle, bums on the corner begging for a snow drift
For a price more or less than everything you have in your possession, counted 1 red stone to lift.

by
r j j  stephan, i
c.  March 7th, 2021 Anno Domini @ 12:01 AMPST
{  Jammed to @Nazareth #HairOfTheDog & #HITS @https://youtu.be/x-Bg0jjJhgQ }

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