#ricoSacto

Saturday, January 29, 2022

#GodSake #ManForesake #EarthShakeItUp #EddieMoney #TalkingHeads #MightyTemptations

IT ALL WORKS OUT, A HOT FOOT IN FRONT OF THE OTHER, GO FORTH
Either it's a revolting development of the chaos & order or else this is just being all too human
Before you go and jump off a cliff into a Deep End, where even angels fear to go, no seamen
Not here or there or anywhere else, it's a miracle that an iota of DNA survived the Big Banger
We'll never really know the impact first hand but we may imagine that we're a Texas Ranger.

Lookin' for a way to get over the border when you're there on the border of nowhere, man
I wondered what it was like to be the head and feet of the honcho who rules mortality sans
My soul, my spirit, my verve and push and pull on the matters presented by the star's light
Photons deep into my bones, programmed from eons of random collisions of a cosmic kite.

Fly in and check out before you know it, not for me to say or tell any tall tale's short story
Pompous ego has been murdered by the Id, the middle path was the only way to get away
From the muck and the living mud, black, red or terminally dead, it's already gone, I say
Yet there's light at the end of the tunnel, I left it there to find my way back from ol' glory.

Mama mia and father of mine let me know early on that this ain't a party down here, yo
It's never going to get any worse or better than the way it is, when spoutheads wannabe
Talkin' and smokin' the fired up paper and wood of the trees of knowledge, evil-good tea
Hey now, I've got an idea that came down from the helicopter before it crashed in blow.

Drugs in the flowers and dirty, chemistry labs of morons and idiots runnin' in circular pods
As if being all too human wasn't enough for any man, woman, boy or girl, now we got gods
Did I say this wasn't a party?  It used to be and then I got used to the walk of the ho chases
Don't touch it or try to duplicate the look, guitar played your make-up off of your two faces.

Clearly the blind can see everything invisible but when it's in the ultraviolet, infrared, I say
Nothing is all there is, you'll get there without trying, maybe before you know it, any today
Names for the subjects & objects that predicate this here & that there, A to Z, farmer's dell
Enough energy eating itself to wrap around one Singularity, it swallows bad boys in hot Hell.

by
r j j  stephan, i
c.  Samedhi, Janvier XXIXth, MMXXII Anno Domini
{ #CockSure you'll be reading this at your own peril, drafted the gem while jammin' to the @TalkingHeads with @AdrianBelew LIVE 1980 @Dortmund on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/GQo1YK3I0BY }
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W.W.A.R.D.?

Friday, January 28, 2022

#FishFace #GrandmasHands @KidRocks @BillWithers

 

WHERE'RE YOU?  OH GIRL, WHERE'D YOU GO?  NOTHING's PEACE, AMEN
Nothing is all my fault, nothing is all your fault, it's nobody's fault but your ol' mother
It's all there is though besides this rocky dirt underneath our souls, our soles' rubber
Met the road & lasted temporarily forever, all in the mind & in the 6 feet deep graves
Ashes in the water, in the wind, in the woods ready to catch on fire with bitter slaves.

Color of the envelope has no bearing on the matter, your species is identical as god's
Nothing on the skull but a skinny face, shaped like a receded rat's mug, DNA's all set
Funk & the fear of pain and death will corral the monkeys into the cage of the planet
Continental drift & species extinction should quell the UFO alien fears of our hot rods.

This solar system of our star, the sun is safe, humanity has an ability to split ALL atoms
To fuse them, to move them and cause a universal motion of the galaxy's matrix SIMS
No alien wants to be the food of the carnivorous BBQers, their flesh burned, cut & ate
Turned into the wonderful refuse of the pitiful, defective genome, it's defective RNA.

Nobody's fault, just a random accident of nature's collisions into each other, innocent
Highly unlikely & improbable this is a dream within a dream of one, old sleeping giant
Beaming the molecules into the mothers' eggs to cause mitosis, no Man needed a roll
Makin' hay or tokin' leaf that changes a theater of the mind, hallucinating a god hole.

Ask the astronauts and cosmonauts if there's anything other than Earth in Our World
We did, they said there's a reason but nobody finds one, it's for them to go, full stop
Nothing other than this life on Earth in the universe of Earthlings, ain't no cielo, pop
Down or sideways, remember and never forget, live life, ain't no tomorrow, oh girl!

by
r j j  stephan, i
c.  Vendredi, Janvier XXVIIIth, MMXXII Anno Domini @ 555 AMPST
{ Drafted in the middle of being #Woke by @Armstrong_GettyRadio on iHeart, waitin' for #COW (clips of the week) right here, right now or podcast @ https://www.iheart.com/podcast/the-armstrong-and-getty-show-20474616/?cmp=web_share&embed=true & #StepOnTheBrakes #OhGirl @Chi-Lites on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/iaBC5BUh3BM }
F I N I S
W.W.A.R.D.?
 

Thursday, January 27, 2022

#VirtueInSociety #LazyMothersFathersSonsDaughters #BeTheAnimalYouAlwaysHaveBeen #DontEatMe & #IWontEatYouEither #LessWorkForDogWalkers #Fauciism

BUMS IN MY NEIGHBOR'S ZEN BUDDHIST GARDEN, RAILROAD HOOD
As if this rotten tooth in your face wasn't enough, smash your leg, it's all been kicked in shin
Dig what I'm dishin' 'cause there's no two ways 'bout it, Truth is hard to believe, incredible sin
We've done whatever rocks, both evil & good with reference to mortal survival, OMG we rock
A century to analyze the inept group of Earth's continental sheep in dynamic ewe AFDC flocks.

Respect is all due to the honor of the privilege of consciousness & freedom to roam the Earth
Thanks to 'some' of our foremothers and forefathers from Washington to Trump, even a birth
Of a Biden, makin' deals with other 'parties' abroad or in his motel room or pops makin' it too
Mighty spade-whities fighting to make the cut from the all-star team, red, white & royal blue.

Stupid keeps getting smarter than the average idiot, raised in an orphanage, sans mom or pop
Backwards educated in reverse 'fore my present fast forward engagement, Poe back to Plato
Analysis of concepts for the Form and Matter essence yields a brand of Nothing, doubletime
Nest for eggs that survive for no reason other than to be eaten or lay more eggs on a downlow.

Extinction of species has the menace to society locked away in the closet, the door's unlocked
Don't learn how to spell, no alphabet to relay inner thought outside to the real world undead
Chartreuse trash being disposed of via incineration or annihilation via missile launch to Space
As if nobody in Space cares that Earth sends #RadioactiveWaste to heaven's gates, God's face.

Man, you've gone too far, so far that there's no coming back now, you can't have a re-do life
Reincarnation was a theory of hope, a dream that the dead left for the living to quell the fear
Of dying in vain or for no good reason that lasts for eternity, I am what we all are, protoplasm
I think I'm not the only one, if not everyone else then it's a huge majority, nearly any orgasm.

Momentum, expansion & contraction, a subatomic Void will atrophy into a holy, human race
Phantom self of a baby, any continent on Earth and no island is exempt grows in a rabbit hole
You cannot make this scat up, start a rumour & begin the propaganda, we all die, gotta blow
Preachers, priests, ministers, professors, instructors, teachers, predators & prey, a junky face!

by
r j j  stephan, i
c.  Jeudi, Janvier XXVIIth, MMXXII Anno Domini @ 711 AMPST
{ Drafted while listenin/watchin' the #BestOfCharlieBrown #SAD #ComeOnChuckie  & https://youtu.be/UceIh8EpEYA & AndyvsChuckie link @ https://youtu.be/s08-_87luwI }

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

Wednesday, January 26, 2022

#GreatResignation #GreaterReenlistmentForTheDuration #IdiotsBornOnWelfareFoodStampCharityOfMankindBleedingHearts @SoylentGreenbums

DOWN WITH A HUNDRED, WHERE SHADOWS STAND #MASKEDup
As I pounded the ground for over 70 years, I knew that it wouldn't last forever & a day
Tried my best for a century, more or less than everybody else on the planet, I don't say
Much more than the origin and destination of my personal journey, there's philosophy
Of divinity and humanity, there's nothing more nor less than a universe of stars' gods.

Open eyes or closed mind, either way the end is inevitable, when it's over, it's all over
My wish for immortality of my invisible soul is heard by me, myself & I, nobody other
No parent or creator of everything including "us" wants abandonment, it is what it is
Perfection results in deterioration of the Oneness into multiplicity, a monkey business.

Freaks and blowhard, well bred chips off of the genome all wind up in the cosmic soup
It's a menu-do to be dealt with daily from L.A. to NYC, all the kings' & queens'  F-troop
Nuts cracked shells to annihilate the essence of seed to grow plants, extinction of fun
Sword and knife to slit & slice is all I need to get by, bullets can't fly without wings' gun.

Chinese bat flu and gold dirt from the Earth's devolution from the sun's Big Bang fight
Power up and power down, zoo appears and disappears without any ethical intention
UFOs crashing into Earth caused life on the planet which heretofore was my desolation
Now, here we go on the way to nowhere, spinning in circles, day & twilight zone night.

Ennui means you need a hobby to keep your mind occupied, to avoid that bored state
Being interested in the subject at hand, concentrating on it's essence & utilization fate
Ruby Tuesday or Ash Wednesday come and go every year, while we stay put in the flock
Can't speak or move any more, ...gotta sleep a bit, a byte... a bit...psyche it out #TicToc.

by
r j j  stephan, i
c.  Mercredi, Janvier XXVIth, MMXXII Anno Domini @ 911 AMPST
{  Drafted while listenin' to @Armstrong_GettyRadioShow @KSTE650AM ... #CoVid19PhiBetaCappa link @ https://www.armstrongandgetty.com/ }
F I N I S
W.W.A.R.D.?

Tuesday, January 25, 2022

#Posse #WhiteTrashBeautiful #HeartBelongsToYouGirl #SwearToGodItsTrue #CominHomeToYouGirl


DOWN SIDE UP, SET 'EM DOWN, GANGSTERS' FUBAR INJUSTICE
Contents unknown but be certain, it's a temporal condition of your gunsmoke's fizzes
Beginning at the conclusion and deducing the inductions' assumptions, blind premises
Allowing the meat of dead animals to furnish energy to continue the journey is so cool
Formal or informal training to survive the good and evil comin' up country to me, fool!

Rendered silent due to the commotion & corruption of the status quo, it's a rice thong
Raise up your glasses if you're one of my men, while my horses get draft of beer water
Way back before I was born, afore even thought of, this information's a six gun heater
Ready to be found by the inquiring minds, out in the open, G's power will get no song.

Bowling, golfing, bawling, brawling & other games of the days & nights, middle of God
There ain't a thing outside of this atmosphere, ask any man or woman who came back
From Ether above & below everyone of us, this always was & will be a bad boys' good
Justice & Substance, God's Void in a philosophy of mind's holy psychotic, sugar shack.

Pulling my leg & the long arms of the law may be the same thing, we'll see what I said
Whiskey for the men, going to war soon, get them higher than kites before they go zoom
Up or down from the place on the surface of deadend, star dirt, #trolleybus spark kaboom
Only One choice you have other than oblivion, #LetUsRoll, GDMF original sin's paid!

Will of the power that is there somewhere in Space where it's invisible yet awesome
Like being the One isn't everything there is, Nothing is needed by the One, man come
Where I'm from, back at my house, invisible permeation of atomic charm, black hole
Common & complex, homo sapiens' country or city, dead, alive, play One, #LetsStroll!

by
r j j  stephan, i
c.  Mardi, Janvier XXVth, MMXXII Anno Domini @ 666 AMPST
{ Drafted drawin' hard lines & jammin' a lassoo loop of #BeerForMyHorses video on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/NHoGBEaCd-M @WillieNelson & @TobyKeith . . .  #WhereTheHellIsTheSheriff?  #IShotTheSherrif @Crossroads2010 Ask @EricClapton link @ https://youtu.be/APWhx97QvxE }
F U B A R
F I N I S
W.W.A.R.D.?

Monday, January 24, 2022

#Substance & the #NFLCategoricalImperative #Niners #Jimmy #WhiskeyForMyMen #BeerForMyHorses

UNIVERSAL, PARTICULAR RULES, SUBSTANCE & FORM DISSIN' #nftZ & #bitcoin TIME'S SPACE
---warp------
Field goals win tied games in One way to go directly past ma's & pa's rules, life factoids
Punks & junkies who raise them all touch the head of civilization's revolution androids
Your mothers I'm talkin' about because they made an error on their virginal moon-sun
Let your father into the sacred womb of Man's species, One way to survive extinction.

Now enter the fear of Unknowns & the loathing's jealousy that round out the RNA/DNA
It's time for the reckoning, all deeds done with or without fear of the light of the day
Night and any twilight zone between life and death, beyond the holy gods' supremacy
This is all you get, blowhard words to fill in blanks on screens, dead tree paper's Pity.

Balm softens hard-arse skin on feet & hands but does nothing for low IQ minds of birds
Now is yesterday & tomorrow but it might be all over in a NYC minute with dad's Words
I'm referring to the magic spells, hidden from magicians & witches who rule demi-gods
Your career is over now, your words will not see light of days or the dark Truth bloods.

You're born in a ghetto or boxcar with mother's named Bertha, 'move in an egg' is OK
Until you are told words that you keep alive, #Section8 so GD #Woke, American bloke
To be alive after you've been forced to see the rubber meeting the rules of a backroad
I need some shine, some poke salad & I'm good 'til @Offspring's hunger carry overload.

I'm all in as if it's my choice to be or not to be, it's the good, the bad & ugly that do it all
No other choices on the board to guard your back without backup, on your own softball
For the love of money & homo sapiens' species being One, it is all that's left of nowhere
Buying what's not for sale for all you have saved & all you own, in a coffin, it ain't fair!

by
r j j  stephan, i
c.  Lundi, Janvier XXIVth, MMXXII Anno Domini @ 711 AMPST
{ #Cocksure and over the line drafting this monkey-shine while listenin' to @CrosbyStillsNashYoungEtAL #HITS link @ https://youtu.be/MUIEI094YUc }
F I N I S
W.W.A.R.D.?

Sunday, January 23, 2022

#YoullNeverWorkInThisTownAgain #fair #YouGonnaMissMeWhenImGone #BeerforMyHorses #WhiskeyForMyGoodMenAndBadBoys

TOPGUN'S WORST TOP SECRET, DOWNIN' SHOOTERS WITH COWGIRLS IN HOTPANTS
Y'all got a Maker,up country who settled all the unsettled settlers down by the river, a pokin' in the eye
Neither reason nor any rhyme to the surface, to the field of direct current comin' out of nowhere but sky
Rain comes down, H2O floods the muds around the rocks that roll down off mountain quakes & shakes
Morons and idiots runnin' up & down your fool face of full rotten dentist pulls, rainin' infinite flakes.

Mum's a world's words, drunken, over-satiated, funky monkey-devolved H1, atomic Nuke of Hydrogen
Miracles happen to inconceivable zygotes that blew out of a hot star's exploded-implosion, origin's Sin
One became two then three ad infinitum, helpless to terminate any function, already gone offroad hells
Mirror reflecting the surface of a clear, snake-oneness without humane animation, gong of Hell's bells.

Matter and energy on a fulcrum that I have in balance, weighted even, left, right-centered under a down
To the mouth of rivers where it all goes back into the boneyard sea of Adam's bleed to make me frown
So sad that it's really this bad but what can a poor man do, what can a rich woman do, like it, just Die
All there is, no reward or punishment from an empty vacuum, an astronomical unit is a mile too high.

It appears to be an era that benefits the apes that eat the fish and drink the whiskey & beer left for God
An offering of the best we had to offer, there was nobody and nothing that actually appeared out Void
Just the medicine men and the magicians who fooled the fools, it wasn't personal, it was as easy as a pie
Cherry or apple from the chopped down trees in the orchard, rats come but they starve hating the Lie.

Covered with some powder flower, dipped in liquid rock & rolls of dead leaves unwritten upon, burnt
As if there is any other way to think about these things, no metaphysical or ethical dynamics, we Sin
In a garden or at the top of the mountains, bottom of the ocean or underground from the river's current
Trees, grass, stardust, fortune & random collisions of atomic mustard gas, all living & nothing's dead.

Junk of bums left at the side of the tracks where rats and snakes fear to go, dangerous boxcars Kill 'em
Smashed & grabbed from stores & left out in the open, element incineration, buried molecular phlegm
Bore through the holy & find fear and scared little babies, no he-men, no wonder-women et al in a Void
Already gone, way back in '51, thanks for the trip-ride down memory lane, at One, H2O mama's droid.

Streamin' up river where the hatchery of eggs are dropped into the water & pushed to their wipe outs
If lucky enough to escape the hooks, nets, hard rocks, sand drifts & storm drains of sewage scat spouts
Lucky or unfortunately yours and mine, the ticks and the tocks move at a momentary lapse of a moon
Gone around in circles, changing the ecliptic at odds with the alignment of the ellipse, off to Cancun.

Brooms swept up cave dust then flew hot witches away, ad infinitum, a Time's Space lord of the rings
Common or complex and rare, nothing and something are so close to being the same, it's Yin, it's Yang
Riverbank of sand waiting for my food to wash down from the mountains, with the gold & fishing song
Washed, clean, swimmin' like a gamete in a sea of tranquility, above & below the Sage's happenings.

All jacked up, just like last night & the weeks and months before the beginning of the end's black hole
I took a long ride to the river & dropped myself into the liquid, I dipped myself in the sky, up & down
No way this was so nice and then boom, I hit a hard boulder that wouldn't move my skull's night gown
Smashed dead, necessary & sufficient, all right out of there, sucked me, it's way gone, 208 bones roll.

by
r j j  stephan, i
c.  Dimanche, Janvier XXIIIrd, MMXXII Anno Domini @ 111 PMPST
{  Written while jammin' to some @BonnieRaitt #SomethingToTalkAbout in a loop link @https://youtu.be/mJ58TVYNFro }
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W.W.A.R.D.