#DragMyHeartAround #AngelicDiablo in #MiCasas #CiscoKidAndPoncho @LosLonelyBoys @WARtheBand @CloGreen @DarylsHouseClub

 

IN & OUT OF THE FIRE, SMOKIN' GOD'S HEAVENLY DOOR

All Stars take my word, blind faith in the only world out there, inject venom of snakeskin sin

It's an asset to have the necessary and sufficient poison with the required dividend quotient

Undivided by the divisors aplenty all around, up & down, in & out the mixed, cosmic porridge

When Time comes in Space you Step In Two, you're an accident, ad infinitum, again & again.

Free or indentured, the song and the novella remain the same, this is no party of Shuck & Jive

It's a reward of course, for the skills of your own kin to survive in an unholy, unavoided asset

In Hehl, they all died, most before you set foot on hollow ground, the womb's dirty-bit planet

Fun to have, laughs at the punch lines of the humorous stinging of the massive killer bee hive.

There is no room for daddy or mommy once you're punted into the field of dreams, #WTFUA

Young will be devoured by the evil lives which thrive on being the germs of the species' #DNA

It's not for me to write or say anything about the facts of life, my father's eyes told me, #OMG

Now or never, only one of the two choices can be made, if never then it's over, so #GTFOOHB.

Ain't castigating the guilty already charged by karma without me, noone gets out of here alive

Kiss the middle fingers of every hand you've shaken in life, above or below the highway's dive

All you can do is the #Outrageous 'cause there's nothing left, nothing's easy & nothing will last

Mental illiness & physical infirmity of the species leads to extinction of babies, goin' down fast.

Out of your body's experience of the 208 bones that get lucky enough to reproduce the Life

As it's always been, a random merge of alien DNA from outside of this solar system & galaxy

Where the UFO is a known commodity, moving to and fro in Time and Space, a matrix wife

Married, hence consumed into the star's effulgence of burnt hydrogen gas, full to the max.

Bygones cannot be forgotten yet my selective amnesia it the only tool I possess for a remedy

Sickness until I die, not with a cold or the deterioration of the DNA replication due to comedy

Laughs not only unlimited by the jokes and gags presented by a million stooges, gods guffaw

From the origin to the final predicated object, modification & annhilation remain, Adam Raw!

by

r j j  stephan, i

c.  Samedhi, 5-28-2022 Anno Domini at 711 AMPST

{ Drafted in silence due to the wonderful platform crash of the internet, I will reboot & watch the magic now, enjoy your moments in the sun, sisters, brothers, fathers & of course, YOU MOTHERS!  Thanks for your holy service to the species!  & so it goes . . .  need some @ZZTop }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?

#BeerFourMyHorseEZ #WhiskeyForMyBoyz @Springsteen @MichaelJackson @CHICAGOtheBAND @GwenStefani @SANTANA & #GIRLSinATrio

ARIGATO 

I'm All Agog, ABSOLUTELY NO #JOBS FOR YOU, mona lisa's ON THE HUNT FOR NO GAME

This is no game because I make all the rules and that's not fair for the prey, on your knees

It's not going to get any easier when you've got to survive in this world, on this Earth alone

You are never going to see the light through a pinhole unless you cover it all up by demise

Living and walking and talking is a danger to the power at odds with the curious bandit ice.

One can't force a tough guy without a weapon, A Law of enforcement allow that engagement

Do unto others as they'd do unto you, if others attempt an attack on yourself, engage the end

Of their power to hurt and maim that nobody before you could cancel, power neutral insight

Brushed off of the shoulder of the babies in swarthing cotton blankets of starlight, star bright.

Policy of politics to preserve law and order, right now or forever to hold all of our dead peace

Grateful for the freedom and the days and nights that extinguished explosions order to cease

By the czar or a commander in chief of weapons of the masses' destruction, one foot in stirrup

It's the #OldBallGame, know what I mean, here's a #MeanTweet, #WholeWorldOfSuck it up...

You can skip what I've laid down here with the words that mean nothing to anyone but me

Or maybe myself and the I that I refer to as me, all three of us, we all play to be One, Free

All the brave and the yellow bellied who know who they are, backs to the wall, I'm on a roll

It's #AMEN, as being all too human, as mice & men do LIVE-EVIL words in a blow hole.

by

r j j  stephan, i

c.  Vendredi, May XXVIIth, MMXXII Anno Domini at 711 AMPST

{ Drafted as the world dripped off of the mighty @Armstrong_GettyRadio on @kste650AM & jammin' in the end to #DoYouRememberMe by @SANTANA in an infinite loop @ https://youtu.be/CHsYe4P0JqM }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.? 

#CockSure #PussyCats & The #M.O.A.B.

YOU COME INTO A WORLD, YOU GOTTA GET OUT, A KISS CAN'T MISS

Gravity's darling centrifugal force lovin' you longtime, out of control, a harbinger, holy hole

Just because you think you're so pretty and smart, it doesn't mean you're an immortal soul

What it does signify is you're on the top of the world, that's anywhere upon the surface dirt

Rocks nor concrete or even steel can block the ground of burnt-out stardust's 7-Up squirt.

No way of knowing the past with this amnesia, it's like not knowing the future to pound it

Being present at every moment and beware of surprise attacks from unknown Rando chit

Out of the blue, it'll come around the corner when you're close to being in Earth's circle jerk

It pays to both know how to philosophize and better yet how to rock and roll, play not work.

Illusion of Reason & Treason in songs of rhyme, a thing, an all too human terrestrial roundtrip

Fried or pristine cerebral cortex may not function for optimum value, ring a bellfry ding dong

Wonder why you die, don't wonder too long, here's a hot tip for the stupid or the dead wrong

Liberty and indentured from the alpha males to the beta females, death will end God's Slip!

Death is consumed in order for animation of matter to remain viable and avoid extinction

Split the atom, split the planet's rocky and hollow remnant of the Big Bang or sinning spin

Broken laws all over the place, every continent has them, all to keep control of the disgust

It comes, like a hounddog just trying to survive on a hostile ground of being, sudden dust.

High class people know that nobody wants to die, most friends of mine ain't ever that high

Blessed soul from the age of reason to the place in Space that you wind up gettin' in to die

Recalling the things you & I have done means nothing the day after your last breath, zippity

Do Da, Do Da, if you're lonesome tonight, you drifted away a long time ago, 50 kisses at sea.

My heart and soul merged with the concrete and steel, all was lost that day in the city park

I lied when I said I loved you but it was only 'cause I wanted to taste all y'all sweet red fools

Wanted to fill the empty hole in my place inside that makes you laugh or cry, fight in the dark

Prisoners all broke out of the cells and climbed the walls after they wasted the dogs & bulls.

Block of stone to sit on, smoked good too, all fired up, forced me get off God's dead, split hair

Imagine the Earth shaking and everything burning all 360 degrees around your drama attitude

Your prayers go into one divine ear and move the plane of existence into the Void of dead air

Scenes enlighten the precious moment of being here, not going away except for a kid brood.

You went and played for keeps when there was nothing that would last forever, it's all gone

Before you knew it was even there beside you, so far away from my gaze, y'all went to Rome

No capece Italian, hardly a word comes from lips of my grandparents' native tongue in cheek

What I can tell you about now & then, you may not like it but just recall I ain't a godam sheik.

Save now until I refer to what's happened before we all got here & what's gonna happen, so

Get ready, get set & go before the starting gun pops it's cap, all I know, all you know, it's a go

No parking necessary and the madness goes on as long as all pain is sufficient for fun & games

Ain't no shame playin' mind games, gettin' the feelin', the lucky charm of passin', it's a shame!

On top of the dirty, solar junk we call home, you breathe in and out, a million times, what I did

It's a gift from somewhere that may or may not be important to the minions, you, me & the bird

In flight or extinct from a DNA gene pool, either way, dream, real, imaginary, Truth's Depp turd

You ain't jumpin' or skippin' any more than 8 miles high, last time the sun sets for you! = The Kid.

by

r j j  stephan, i

c.  Jeudi, May XXVIth, MMXXII @ 111 PMPST

{ You're either the solution or the problem, ad infinitum, drafted this piece while jammin' to the sound of living and dying, a constant buzz in my head 24/7 & the #SoulIntervention link @ https://youtu.be/sshWunbkAJ0 by @Fabrizio_Grossi & @SoulGarageExperience  & @TheKinks #PyeAlbumCollection @ https://youtu.be/e5umDD7xHMg }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?

#KNUCKLEHEADS #CONEYDOGS #REDHOTS & #HOTDOGS

TRIPPIN' ON CONEY ISLE OR CHITOWN DOGS, FUN TO RIP

Y'ALL ARE BUGGIN' me & neither of us can come to the end of Time without dying dead

On a good day there will be a night and it will be the same way it's always been, overhead

Nothing below you because you ain't here or there, It's All Done without a doubt, complete

In chaos you will believe without a doubt, chaos is all the One inside or outside, hot heat.

Star shines, you live & die, so what?  Historical record contrived by the ignoramous' ego

Wonderwomen & supermen cannot make the creation better or worse, it is what it is, Bro

Oversimplifying the complex cabal of secret and occult wisdom, handed down from caves

Written on the walls when the fire was burning the wood within, without my fans & raves.

Hero or cartoon character, in the mood for The Truth or never to be It at all, never a blow

A piece of work with opposing thumbs & an ability to copy what's seen & heard, a Rando

Or a GI Jane who searched high & low for the sargeants of the troops, the ants go march

Trucks driven up and over the mountain pass where the rubber meets the roadkill's farce.

A coward and a hero are one and the same, fear and loathing for reality's presence, punks

One of the many and one of which I am, people ahve always told me so, y'all gotta shout

They're all punks too, it took one to know one, one of the millions, breathe in, breathe out

Percentage of the morons and idiots is one hundred percent, they're all gonna die of Gout!

What is that?  This thing itself, this form of matter and it's dissipation into invisible smack

Memory cannot be recalled, it's all new every moment you move ahead, you can't go back

Behind the Past, a dream began, middle of a Void, Space inside or out of a dream's dream

Eyes blind, ears deaf, no light or noise, only vibrations, tastes & smells of the microcosm.

Addicted to whims of the feelings leading to pleasure and avoidance of pain, a 6th sensor

All Many Ones, divided and conquered by the Self that needed drama & intrigue to be sore

Hurt feelings like a baby, an infant's reaction to the thrust into a huge universe, Earth's sin

Mortal or venial or original with the grace from above, indulgences aside, so below, AMEN!

Thrive while we're alive, you'll be already gone before you know it, don't blink twice, alright

Boys & girls need to be drafted into the military for discipline and positive hits on the fight

Theoretical theorems and the corrolaries to the rules of The Law, Live, Die, simple as that

Cry about it now, it won't change, it's just been hidden to save you the pain, it's bull's scat!

by

r j j  stephan, I

c.  Mercredi, 5-25-2022 Anno Domini 911 AMPST

{ Drafted  jammin' to choice, @LosLonelyBoys link @ https://youtu.be/S9s4v6LytXw }

 

Y'ALL ARE BUGGIN'

"You can't really come to the end of Time without dying dead
On a good day there will be a night and it will be all overhead
Nothing below you because you ain't here or there, It's All Done
In chaos you will believe without a doubt, chaos is all the One."

#TheRACEisON #BetOnTheBay #ROCKPLAST #BlueCheer #SawyerBrown @AlanJackson @AlJolson @EricClapton #421OceanBoulevard @Jackson_Browne

... #WITH MAYO

MONKEY PAX & THEN WHO? BLOODY DIMANCHE IS DONE, FLIPOM

Who in an ape hole of Hades do you think you are?  You ain't all that, you're just a tool

To be or not to be is not important like your mother used to be, suckling milk lik a fool

Beginning at the End where all of us go, infinitesimal cells to Red Giant & a White Dwarf

Incapacitated by the Singularity sucking the whole world into a Void, you created Barph.

I amazed the world like a pin dropping in a huge cave, no echo, nothing but a point, a tip

To enter Matter, it's necessary and unconditional that you become all aided and abetted

Among the holy & sacred sits the wasted days and nights of the Earth's O-spins unvetted

My heart pumps blood without reason, it quits & seizes the moment in midstream, dead.

Matter & energy won't survive my conscious awareness, they exist with or without me

It's the nature of the beast to imagine that all of the lonely people on Earth, a Wannabe

Not only alive for a moment in Time and Space but also for an eternal, immortally, it hurt

Forever & ever, raised to be an all too human person, the mook of yo' mama's short skirt.

Eating and drinking the matter and liquid until the gas results in a blown-out dump o' dirt

Canine, feline, human or the others from One to the Many, peers allow pleasures to hurt

Them idiots, those morons, my brothers and sisters of the flock, the herd, la familia Head

Tails follow without question, an order for the ranks & files, to be or not, a Grateful Dead.

Playing the game of working for a living and dying when it's all over, like a dream's door

It opens wide, my mother and father told me, they didn't know the facts of life's black veil

Monkeys see and monkeys do what they see, mocking me and you and the gods of Hehl

I know you, no I don't but I say I do, like a fool, so you don't mock me, I am, The Sailor!

Coming to know the Truth about things themselves & holy essence of being at-one today

There's a hurricane and a tornado available to upsweep the disorder & confusion together

To be the same Void it's always been, One, Many, None of It, All of It, on a middle pathway

Who are you?  You're already gone & may never have been here at all, my name?  Father!

by

r j j  stephan, i

c.  Mardi, May XXIVth, MMXXII Anno Domini at 911 AMPST

{ Jumped an octave before I descended into the lower entry into chaos while listenin' to @BlueCheer #SummertimeBlues on youTube link at https://youtu.be/as1NcX31szs }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?

@Hilary_Hahn #CarmenFantasy TWO THREE IN MAY, A GOOD DAY IN 1949 & A GOOD DAY TODAY! Happy Birthday to my sweet thang, CarolAnn 3 trips around the STAR C-student gets an A

IT AIN'T HUMAN IN AN INHUMANE HOLE, IMPRISONED FACTS OF LIFE

Once or twice you see the Truth and that's all you or I need to get along, dog's little ol' sisters

Brothers axes ground into substance & forms, respectful sense of words, take one more bow

It's everything and anything sold for all you have until you have nothing at all, my brothers

Even Steven accomplishing your idle yet learned ways, no holy men and women here or now.

Mortality has no place in this Space and Time ahead of the present, nobody recalls the Past

It's a matter of time, there's barely a moment left before the ends of your days, goin' fast

It's almost the next day and the next year, boom it's all gone!  Wait, gimme a minute...chit

I've got that old chip on my shoulder, where did I get that from?  Oh mama, go have a fit.

I bet that you know the odds on winning or losing the entire game, the whole shebang's hex

Got to be the spell of the farout punks and junkies who ran the show behind curtains of Oz

Miracles and just random causes of specific effects, the formula for the babies is 4P2O5 air

Perfect storm's timing splits The Ends to come, home runner, perfect catch, you don't care!

Good things come & go like they're goin' out of style & gotta get the whole shebanger's void

Barrel of dynomite & the rest of the NitroGlycerin will implode in a TNT tide, wake to avoid

Not only are you here and comprehending the nature of this beast you have at your behests

But also, all of y'all are gonna see the Truth before too long, before you know it, never jests.

Open and never closed, it's a 24/7 Seven-Eleven, at the foot of Heaven on Earth, End in a gap

Forms like ghosts' smoke moving in a random pattern of being lost in Space, without a map

It's no concern of mine since I'm aware of the Nature of Being in a platonic way, I'm stunned

Bringing the groceries home as the hunters have in the pre-babyboom Past, meant I'm stoned.

Been in a ringer & the strainer for an outer limits deadline, it's a GO for an ending of all TIME

Be A ball or not, it's a game that will end with or without you IN necessary & sufficient SPACE

Pioneers and a stoneage humanity that grinds the stones into dust, moon rocks of Future Shock

Bottoms of a bottom line, DADDY told me so, an invisible mind, a God's dam, hard as a ROCK!

by

r j j  stephan, i  { HAPPY 73rd Birthday to my sweet <3 @CarolAnnStephan }

c,  Lundi, March 23rd, 1949 (my sweets' B-day) 

{ Drafted in #MidLife without a crisis & listenin' to https://www.iheart.com/favorites/ricos-favorites-radio-693414583/ }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?

#TuTuTrustInYou #ImAlreadyGone #ItsAlrightNow #NeverEnoughTwosToMeToo #MemesMimicMemes #TheEagles #JacksonBrowne

 

ONE CHASING ODDS, FIVE TWO-TWO, TWO-TWO & A TUTU TOO  

Owned haymakers thrown while I was in the barn takin' a roll in the hay, I sinned

Played the #FastAsleep pretenders from down in black holes upto babies pinned

With the devil dogs and spirit guides who aided in sacred Ways of infantile racks

Not much to say after you've figured it all out, saddle up, eat my dust, fullbacks.

Who do you think you are?  Who I am?  I don't think it's a sign of a fool's rhymes

In the space of infinite, micrometers from the Essence, gotta go, reincarnation

To the place in Space where you began to sleep and dream of The Thing's times

Always unconditionally loved because there is no effect after the annhilation.

Incarnate means in the meat and sinews, the bones, the joints, the animation

Of playin' the fool or the wise arse old woman, daughter of a wise arse old man

Both played the songs, beating bucks' skins, plucking animal chords mortal sins

Against nobody, against Null but the imaginary punk junk among UFO Mexicans!

Hey man, enough of the too much or too microscopic, your #fake sorrow is all

It always was & always will be the nature of the baby human, how to be a ball

Round or elliptically yours in an orbit you'll never see with your blind mind's eye

It's not the third one!  No son, it's neither the second nor the first, kill the guy!

Huge or invisible tot he naked eyes, always before it's never again, a gambler

Puttin' the cash into the paper, the money into the bank's bottom full of hogs

What I am & what you are is the stuff stars are made of, hydrogen man cougher

Without which there's no water, you get my drift?  Identify with the black dogs!

This doesn't mean it's rock and roll just because it's got a beat to sway & bob

Heads shakin' the bones down below, foot loose and fancy to be free of the mob

Nothing cared about more than the One, right there in front of your blind eyes

Something doesn't appear to be an accurate representation of Truth, It's Lies!

Abundance of chaos once the Black Hole begins it's terminal appearance, UFO

What they are is the spirits that can't get out of this atom's sphere alive, nono

It's not an option, only angels know this for certain, there's blind faith for US

Bacon's Shakespeare got Romeo, Juliette's philosophy waxed Francis' curse.

Spilled the beans, prayin' to God in deep outerspace, left over to be all alone

Here and now, forever holding our peace's mother and father, orphan i-phone

Numbers of infinite combination to connect the good, bad nevertheless ugly

Beautiful is what we all want, the apple of our eyes, our feeling ends, FREE!

by

r j j  stephan, i

c.  5-22-22 Dimanche @ 911 AMPST

{ Hide out found where the pretender resided since my conception of this dream, I'm dreaming, not anyone else but morbidity leftover for the creation, SCREAM!  Blasted this out while listenin' to #SomebodysBaby & HITS by @Jackson_Browne https://youtu.be/mHC_Y-l1YQU }

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A M E N

W.W.A.R.D.?