R.I.P. @Michael_Nesmith #SpreadTheHonkyTonk #JK #HillbilliesAndCountryHonkies

 

PENSION OF THE IDIOT, LOVE IN MEMPHIS, TENNESSEE

Grim silence inside of your mind's eyes that used to be right there atop of your two pig iron jaws

Sat in the only chair with a table, a bong & some booze, seasons greetings for me n' Sandy Claws

It's not going to be forever man, all you can do is wait and some day like magic, intake downlow

Astonished gods of Earth grin, at a woman's love spawned & lost to heaven, as above, so below.

A god put to death and all he gets is 2000 years of sorry about that chief, we'll just grab bag gifts

From the wise men to the prince of the paupers, born in a barn, in a manger, homeless like a bum

This is it man, all you're gonna get, hope you like the sweater, i got the receipt if you exchange it

Bells were ringing all day & all night but nobody knew why and only the gods knew, I am the shyt.

Test me and you'll yield an excellence beyond your low expectation, surprise, surprise, surprise it

Mentally challenged & ready for happiness or gloom, it's what I bargained for, an illegitimate kid

Without soul, conceived in a testtube of egg & code gamete, no love in me, not of my intercourse

In the dream or woke in the new or old years, in front or behind each of us, end all of discourse.

I couldn't move away from the table anymore, I had the blues too long, my baby's gone, it's over

Grim news I brought on by my reportage, I didn't have to listen, I didn't have to be a good lover

But I was, just like the stars shinin' above in the empty Space, I'm here, soon I'll be sans cellphone

It ain't my choice or my fault, this sorrow & pain, world war & battles of good, bad & ugly bone.

You and I ain't gonna get away with pulitzer prize peace or nuclear war missile extinction, it's true

False as the pretend forms fillin' the 'round the shoulder boulder holder, lies repeating the blues

As above this hard rock planet, below it's revolutionary orbit and spin, only women cry and come

Up above the clouds and down six beet below my tombstone, recollect grandma to daughter fun.

All my sisters and brothers know me and hope the devil won't be so harsh on rubber soul foods

Some of my actions were involutary and some were mistaken decisions based on old scat moods

There's no essence of Time and Space, no matrix or foundation substratum of infinite boredom

Full of the scatological programming founded by the men and women who craved survival's cum.

Screaming and smiling on the way down the hill, my toboggan rolled and all of screws fell to Eden

Here & now we're writhing for reasons for being, appearing out of the dark web spaces, "I Win!"

It's always something, if you've got nothing and appear as a leper, live, evil men give hidden clues

Hobos, spirits in the process of species' extinction, holy watered poppies & boogie woogie blues.

Talking out loud or thinking quietly to yourself, the traffic of your brain function'll get in the jams

Probable affection from those pretty legs and backside of the bones, given to me like god's dams

Fathers smiled at the mothers, all of the love opened up the gash and the duplication of a thread

FedEx xmas dances in perpetuity, a ghetto's junior beings, gal & guy, god heads, we're all dead!

by

r j j  stephan, i

c.  FREEZEMBER XIth, MMXXI Anno Domini @ 9:11 AMPST

{ Jammed in a loop of youTube @MaryWells #MyGuy https://youtu.be/4WT7nBGX5eU?list=RDMM #WordOfHonor? }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?

#Legendary #ShotgunBetty & a #TomCat @USN #HellFrozeOver #BlackJesus #EVERLAST #EMPIRE @JussieSmollett @CamillaCaballo #InASenseInnocence #Eagles @EaglesBandOfBrothers

A ONE DOG-GOD SUBSTANCE, JACKED UP TOMCAT

Here & there, a bottom line appears & you stand there, staring at divine, ice-frozen heat

In the rear of the arena where the Christians are sent to be the food of the father's wife

Bones crumbled to dusty fuzz, blown away with the Earth's wobbling revolutionary teat

Sucked on until bone dry as it should be, bones are like that, holdin' on dry, for dear life.

Bongs blown from here to eternity just because there was a need to use blue bamboo

Pretty or ugly are the fashion of the high society and the grinches fighting the evil Foo

They come in peace as UFO spots in the darkness, moving to and fro, as if there's Life

Within and around the thing itself, a form of matter created it without a divorced wife.

Spontaneously here and now, killer winds and mother's inseminators who walk one line

Around in the hole's empty skies and grounds, I slide in and out for a climax, oh so rude

Better the last time than it was the first time, what in the name of God was that design

Bums, junkies, scholars, professors, fatherless children of single mama cats, God, Dude!

Calculus of the higher trigonometry, you can repeat it all ad infinitum or terminate it all

Stop the beat of One heart, the exhaling will never resume, always all been a screwball

Hit & threw it up in the air, caught it and threw it back and forth, homerun fly to an out

Game was over before it began with no random rules, Love wins in the 1st round, knockout bout.

by

r j j  stephan, i

c.  FREEZEMBER Xth, MMXXI @ 6:06 AMPST, Vendredi magic spells forgotten by moronic idiots!

{ Drafted listenin' to @Everlast #BlackJesus on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/dVeLYAgiJxg }

#FourScoreAndSevenYearsAgo & #NowIsThenFathers #VengeanceVendetta @NicoletteLarson @JessieWinchester @LittleFeat @MarvinGaye Croonin' #FlimFlam

ALL YOU CAN EAT APE-POT PIES, ONE COOL FOOL MAN!

It isn't going to get any better than this but I've got some blind faith in some fire, a high hope

In the out door, it came and blocked the exit, old ladies, mothers and sisters all skippin' dope

I hope you're not kiddin' because I'm going to react to this revelation, it will not be so pretty

There is a force attempting to extinguish the species' genome, undermine humanity's vanity.

Don't take any of this personally as if you need to defend a family of faggot #RedRover grips

Take me back to the squadron's words went in one ear & remained inside a head's loose lips

Felt like burying all of my gold but I had none, in my burrough or county of backroad overkill

Underground or far up in the air, higher than eight miles will give you vacuumed space to fill.

Smoked, burned up with the fire and brimstone, still hot as a Texas chili pepper's pod of pests

In and out of the drive-thru lineup, movin' as fast as teenagers can between homework tests

Heavy rain is comin' for you, there aren't enough ditches gouged to the river, aw man, it flows

Haters are never gonna love anything, factoid of life, prejudge reality, lovin' haters low blows.

Excuse you after your final blow of air, as rigor mortis begins, I'll forgive you for your trespass

Then and only then but prior to that, never cross my path, never speak to me, be out of sight

Horror is terrifically horrible & I am not privy to the feeling more than brief moments in a sea

Of salt & scat, mice & men, united steaka amer for godsake!  Come on man!  Remember me!

Only eyes can be seen, eyes and hair because the noses and lips, teeth cavities undisclosed

Sweating until the heart's beat ends with a whisper, as if there was never a life, dead rose

Looked like it was gonna last forever, an illusion of running from the fears of eternal death

Grace and love for the creator has no bearing on the madness, reality of Poe & baby breath.

Inequality of bones, we all have 208, plus or minus, but some get broke, some all amputated

It's loud and clear when you're deaf and dumb, doubling down on stupid is as stupid does It

Cause of ignorance is the same as the effect of intelligence, all a woke duplicity to wax poetics

Bays, penninsulas, coasts of all seven continents of sand and rock, archangels workin' on a fix.

Dead and gone, you'll never know how much or how little you knew, in a book, it's all written

Pronouns' adjectives of nouns, predicates, verbs & adverbs, articles, preps, cons & interjection

Junk in your tent, bums living there because nobody's there at night, kids become them daily

Fired up and burned to a crisp, second degree melting sinew, muscle & bone, crucify the silly!

by

r j j  stephan, i

c.  FREEZEMBER IXth, MMXXI  Anno Domini @9:11 AMPST #China #Mexico #MamaMia

{ Drafted jammin' to @John_Mellencamp #AintEvenDoneWithTheNight link @ https://youtu.be/DagIivbPlCU }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?

#BuyingTime #SellingSpace #GodsFaceSlappedWithALawsuit #GodsRessurectedSoul @Santana @Temptations @JohnnyCougar

  

SUM FIX OF HAPPY DIVIDENDS, BOILING 151 RUM AT ABSOLUTE ZERO

If you don't laugh my friend, you'll begin to cry and never stop until your flight is ungrounded

Nothing you can do about it, if it doesn't fly safely then you're in danger if you fly, maybe dead

That won't put you in the driver's seat any longer, the dream will end & you'll morph, my son

Man or woman, boy or girl, one and all will come and go, up in smoke, crushed into oblivion.

Evolved apes or specially created, hardened mud, blood & stone, molten lava caused the place

Thinking therefore all of us are, here and now for a spell, either in or out the trix mix, in the light

Or for bad but the beautiful itself will turn ugly after Time and Space transform God's two faces

Stars out of orbital, galactic roundabouts, control underneath a dark angel's DEFCON prize fight.

Who cares if you have a family or if you're an orphan other than you?  Nobody.  It's all God's good

Bad and ugly only come into the picture when the light is visable, not infrared or ultraviolet mood

In the middle, center of the holy of holies, where the occult is the only place in Time leftover now

Unknown, spellbound by the words that were made into bloody flesh & bone color, bombs blow.

Ridiculousity and the all too human genome, accidentally evolved without mal intent, it's alright

Even before your heart had it's first pumpin' beat, the infinite spirit allowed the way for the fight

In or out of Being, sometimes it's a sneak attack but the End's always the same, schit is all mine

No way to lose when you've made the rules & break a golden rule, all too mortal, golden cosine.

In flight for the inside and the outside jobs, velocity is measured in warp speed to the star dust

Pain is a feeling you sense and then you let it go or your brain knocks you out cold, we'll all rust

Then to ashes & the cosmic dust, back where you & I started from, ghost wisp Easter egg yolkin'

All strung out, straight up trouble makin', no time for a blow, like I'm all too human, I'm grinnin'.

by

r j j  stephan, i

c.  FREEZEMBER  VIIIth, MMXXI Anno Domini Mercredi @ 666 PMPST

{ Drafted in FLIGHT, a random act of atrophy listenin' to LIVE IN MAUI 1970@JimiHendrixExperience #VoodooChild youTube link @ https://youtu.be/qFfnlYbFEiE }

 #AcheOfTooth #MinkStole #VooDooChild #JustASinusInfection #ExperienceHomelessnessNow

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?

Yesterday Bidniz... WAR rockin' Earth @ricoSacto #Sand #HerculesWeek @SteffG @GwenStefani @BlakeShelton

 

SONNY, DON'T BE AN ASTRO JETSON, JUST A TIE KNEE BUBLE IN A BUBBLE

Hey man, I don't want to be the one that let's you down after you've been well adjusted in bed

To the meat & potatoes for the vegetarians and the carnivores who animate Pearl Harbor dead

After the consummation, the energy output is infused essence of what burned down in infamy

A hero or a heroine would duplicate the oblivious and isolated from an historical beebop scree.

Death comes whether you're yielding success or failure, nobody ever gets out of here alive

Immortality is a figment of the mortal mind's imagination, this is not personal, it's a factoid

That you and I and everyone else alive on Earth are headed for the lights out finale, the end

Wishing it was different and hoping it will change are both highly improbable manifistations.

I am not manufacturing the essence out of the Void, that is not my toy, that's a play of gods

What I am doin' is rockin' with the groove, it rocks, rolls & sometimes glides into the bloods

It's all a material world cripple in the hood, on crutches & in wheelchairs, all for one reason

To be a success for grandma, it's what she would have wanted if she only could see you son!

Last breath and before that unknown gasp, every moment before it from now on, I am #Woke

I had to awaken from the slumber I'd slipped into with the 3 R's of the K-12 public school toke

In the boys room, fired up there & out in the playground behind the handball walls, ma left pa

Raised with a brother and a mother, better than a boxcar or an alley but it wasn't a Mardi Gras.

Secure your gear, get ready to risk your life, all of your limbs if not one & maybe even your back

Suicide may be painless but who ever reported that fiction?  A dead guy or gal?  Come on man!

In a panty bunch, the frustration exhibits as a restriction of free movement, in a prison or in gaol

Keep it all too human, away from from Mary's lock down, anthropomorphic smokin' hot pine roll.

If you want to know the Truth about the reason why we're here on this planet, don't ask me man!

I have no clue other than the rocks on the ground and the expectations of wise women and men

Wisdom being to follow 1 golden rule at all costs, that is, do unto others as you'd have 'em ditto

Avoiding karma causes success on the Time line from random points in Space, goin' down slow.

Never out of atomic fusion, the engine  is the Singularity of the Black Holy War vs. Crusade nazis

On the border or deep within a centerfold of a Playboy's mag, changin' water to wine kamikazes

Safe & sound just like every other day for a long time, suddenly, noise & pain upon my hind end

Saved the entire planet's species of homo sapiens, extincton was the final battle's casualty trend.

Laughed 'til I cried every night since the last time I saw you, my dreams are all dyin' fast, I give up

But wait, I got what I gave & I gave it all, I'm comin' home baby, don't worry, I'll be there in a few

It's my epic flight, comin' in for the trial, guilty or not, 'cause you can never lose what I can't save

Always need more of what you got, more dances left and I got a reason to live, I got what I gave.

by

r j j  stephan, i

c.  FREEZEMBER VIIth, MMXXI Anno Domini, Mardi @ 2:22 PMPST

{ Kicked the scat out of this while listenin' to @Michael_Buble Christmas Songs 2022 link @ https://youtu.be/Nw_YR981sko & @DonHo #TinyBubbles kissin' Conan on the lips... ROTFLMFAO link @ https://youtu.be/hIzwIjlV6lc & #PearlHarborSevenZeroYears #Zeros   }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?

#ConsolidatedCriminalCreepin' #InvisibleSpikes #ObviousThirteenGhosts #RollsRoyced

GOD'S LADY MADONNA & PRECARIOUS APEMEN, MY GENERATION'S ALTERNATOR

Proof is positive, one sun's sum of your mothers, stepfathers & the spinning dirt ball we're all on

Died in vain or for all the right reasons, it all dies, all beings, all too humane hens & woke capons

Kids, baby orphans & the well-bred fashionable breeders of bullies who expect immortality saving

It ain't my fault that you're in a death spiral, pointing out a fake news' theory of a sweet nothing.

Fishing in a sea of Wokeness until the sea turns the waves into the last, great Sunami on steroids

Everything turns into dusty dirt, black and blues comin' out of nowhere, stayin' & causin' schizoids

Microwave your bones to dust, you're hash tagged like thief in the night, melted cheese of samich

Bongs blown in & out of aqualungs before the corpus dilecti approaches as we enter a God ditch.

Sons of your mothers who were inseminated by your great, great grandfather, timing's everything

There's absolutely no chance that your grandma's hands treated y'all better than mine, heart love

She was in her thirties and had five or six of her own, takin' care of my eldest of 6 needs, she sang

Some Italian lullabyes and my screamin' stopped with the warm bottles, warm bosom of woman.

Grampa worked for the candy factory, brought me home what the rats wouldn't eat, rot my teeth

Sugar and it's effect on my health and gums was obvious, yet ehre I am, still kickin' a 7th decade

Of these old men, young men and their idiocracy of being a mortal, pretending to be eclectic gods

None anywhere in sight or anywhere in Space between here & Alpha Centauri, UFOs, my hotrods.

Psychotic and neurotic in the middle of the lake, river or sea, ancient & modern civilized one Me

Bored a hole down into the depths of the invisible and unheard of wavelength or frequency tea

Nightmare in a daymare, cyclops closed or wide opened, it's all academic, as dead as King Tut's

Infanticide, homicide, suicide or the extinction of the mighty genome, knockout kick in the nuts.

At the foundation of the theoretical Singularity, we annhilate the good, holy bad & ugly planets

Full of friendly fire, gas of atomic fusion and fission to die for, living fantasy without good Cause

To be or not to be isn't the only question, the high hopes of the giants and midgets takin' a pose

That thing, itself the substance of the hardened gas, smoke & mirrors of the anecdotal sonnets.

Wonder white bread's all you're gonna get, no meat or TOFU hodgepodge, Christmas combustion

Monks in a meeting with the invisible voice of Oz, behind a curtain there's nothing in mortals' sin

Hydrogen and helium with the nitrogen and the oxymorons in your inner sanctum, I'm father sun

I'm so well done, as a Star spun-out, bombin' my mancave's holy sanctum, we're all gods, my son!

by

r j j  stephan, i

c.  FREEZEMBER VIth, MMXXI Anno Domini @ 10:10 AMPST Lundi #CaliforniaDreamt

{ Kicked out of the teeth my father's father's great grandmother's sister, never got knocked out of my mouth, listenin' to the #SimpsonsGoToChina link @ https://youtu.be/zzt0xBXTNhI }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?

#SNOOP #DogsXmasWheelinDealin #GrinchedXmasPrayers #ELVIS @Bill_Withers #GrandmasHand #Everlast

SCHISM OF TIME FROM THE CHROMATIC, AUTOPILOT SPACE TWIXT EARS

Strange to come from the cosmic dust and become animated free & independent will for a spell

Witch Hazel and my grandmother's hand moved the needle of my philosophy, existential nihilist

As above, so below & that's the way I see it through these rose colored glasses, my only dilemma

Things are nothing, all forms of everything from atoms, electrons, extinct & living plants & anima.

For a brief moment in the progression of the Past into the Future, via the Present, I see the Truth

It's invisible and cannot be transmitted like the diseases of the ecosystem, all genomes for soothe

Hey, if it bleeds, it leads, everybody finds that out before the age of reason, bad boys got a code

Good girls had nothing to do with it other than being the mothers who bore the weight, the load.

You and I can understand, we can see the light at the end of the tunnel, it's brighter out yonder

Far, far away from the dark side of the Earth, where the starlight shines through the illusory fear

I'm fond of being here & now, never wanna leave, gone south, east or west, sweet Alabama skin

Homer & a 7th son, all sweet home Alabama or California if it's #Tails, wheels' gold, keep turnin'.

Monkeys shinin' in cages, can't get over the zoo life of being free to move nowhere on Earth dirt

No more trees on the savannah or caves in the hills or near beaches when the tides gone way out

I picked the team I'm on, I got the contract to end when I decide it's all over, my power is known

Benjamins, Hamiltons and Franklins keepin' Cleveland's movin' in and out of the champion bout.

It's all a matter of being so stoned blue that you don't even know it's scalding hot cosmic soup

Stones and rocks blown into pebbles on the white sand beach, a misanthrope created the scoop

Daily planet newspapers or the buzzing Bee that informs with the Word, advertisement's chaffe

It's the Truth but since it's right there in print, available for the world's communists to see, a WTF.

Game of thrones and the goons who consolidate the moronic idiocy of the philosopher queens

Deprogram your children in the K-12 grades of complacency, anti-revolutionary pediatric kings

Grown ups and the baby faces and immature views of adolescent maladaptive behavior blinds

Outside of all that's a clear and present danger, there's what's in a boy's or girl's abused minds.

Punks, bums, junkies all pull for the demise of the civilized where their freebees are denied to be

In or out of humane hands, no water, soap or clean clothes, dirty, rotten scoundrels, y'all agree?

God's needle exchange to kill you slower than you'd die with filthy points of maldivine injections

A germ, god forbid, could get into your mainstream's mainline and cause your fear, morphine sin.

Life's good in my Maserati and Bugatti but I am all alone here on Pluto, whole planet to my Self

It's fueled by EMPTY SPACE which is as infinite as the rubber soul that appears to be stoned blue

Bouncin' off of the cubicle's walls, which way's up is the only question without a conundrum stew

Point away from the ground of being, away from the burned ash of the Big Bang, Santa's an Elf?

by

r j j  stephan, i

c.  Freezember Vth, MMXXI Anno Domini @ 7:11 AMPST Dimanche Mon Dieu!

{ Cracked this nut out the shell this AM while listenin' to @JosephineBaker #Greatest HITS on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/UZfPtV8txlg }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?