#ricoSacto

Saturday, June 11, 2022

#VirtualBlindVirtuosity #WatermelonTimeInGeorgia #TimingIsEverything

SHAPES of NOTHING 2FOR FREE, DREAMS DOWN

Now at this time in this specific space in front of your highness forever after the dream's finale
Wondered about it while wandering from mountains, valleys, shore ends, beaches of sand tide
Sea hunt is over and the victory was just getting your first breath of air, zygote to kissed virgin'
Young inseminators bringin' on the stink of youthful exhuberance, to fight, to be a warrior sin.

Never dying but always terminating the threat in self-defense of the heart & soul inside of me
Gone to town lookin' for trouble but it found me first & snuck up in back of me, cold blue sea
I should have known better than to have faith & trust outside of my 6 foot square safe space
Nobody wants to hurt me, kill me or rob me for the things they don't have, a subhuman race.

Time moves without hands, without digital numbers or painted marks on a square-circle clock
Gods confused, imagined creation of divine chaos, it's exactly what we've got, it's on the block
You don't believe you're in danger, your education K-12 taught you to read, write &  conclude
Whether logic and reason are utilized efficiently to arrive at a deduction & inducton interlude.

Put some 208 bones through hell only to get burned or buried, above & below the beings' Ids
All the Many which used to be One and the same thing, a missing link to holy rockin' seascum
Makin' out, makin' love or war to the same old songs, ancestors left ruins for Rambo hominids
Warriors of the soft targets have a bitter end ahead, destiny is to become at One, ad infinitum.

Geometry of the imagination, drawing lines that were mere dots, triangular decagons say what
Seriously in jeopardy of dying before I'm 200, so old, need finish the dream, get out of the rut
Young girls over twenty years old, educated with hearts of stone, ready to rock and roll down
Big high mountain or at least a rolling hill or two between us, you don't know like I do, clown.

It takes two, both inside of you, just One will never do until the end of the universe's chitchat
Miracle that you even got here to the planet much less get to know why things evolved a Void
Inside the Singularity, no language left to explain no place without any forms of life, it's devoid
Raise your hands, you got none, kick off your two shoes, both gone, that's all, the inside scat!

Atoms to galactic spreads of gas and the permutations of divine gravity and perpetual woman
Even apes can build brick and mortar forms empty of living things until the invaders stream in
On fire or demolished by a wrecking ball, all of them will have to go, by hook or crook, zeroed
Eyes opened wide, crying 'cause hot heat cooled my 6 pack of beer, hot suds in a  motherlode.

Sick to death or healthy to death, either way you gotta go someday, sometime, it will be over
Don't shoot the baby messenger, just turn the volume on the rockin' blues for your brothers
Wishing won't change the outcome, it will make you feel like pretending is the cure to death
But there ain't any cure, stop your heartbeat, your brainwaves' life blood to hold your breath.

by
r j j  stephan, i

c.  Samedhi, June XIth, MMXXII Anno Domini @411 PMPST #MonkeyPax #PeaceMonkeys
{ Drafted jammin' to @AllmanBrothersBand on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/9b1VlW02L8s }

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

#SickleCells #BloodLineVampireDNA #MortalImmortals #TheRACE #LaRAZA #GRACIAS @LosLonelyBoys @Aaron_Tippin @AmericatheBand


KISS THIS, DOWN BY A DEAD RIVER FLOW OF a DEAD FISH
Plants, rocks & bugs looming above the fray, I'm in and out of It, the cream of the crop
Rose up about eight miles high & there was nowhere else to go, no up, down, in or out
I had the honor of escorting a few souls from here to there but they made me return
Actually, that's all in my mind but now the secret is out, an imaginary fool can't learn.

Being as such, the metaphysics of your somnambolistic frolicing is actually a cursed bit
Mortal being as you are, you have the mortal sins to contend with, divine gift of blood
To be or not to be is not only The Question it's the only inquiry without a response to it
Primary primates making 10 rules to get along & survive in the territorial divided mud.

World is all in your own head's mind, a nervous system fluke, freak of natural selection
Monkey around once or twice but you always go back to the lone wolf bum in a cavern
Bowing to the fire and the writing on the inner sanctum dirt walls of slate, dirt & grime
Water can't leave without taking us all with it, hydrogen, oxygen in concerto's rhyme.

Gone fishing to feed the evolved who are starving to death for love or just to eat food
Senses tingling for ratiionality during a darth of IQ, laughing my God's damned ass off
Sandman can't abandon me, I'm matrix of that illusion, the fit for a pit in a pendulum
Lower and lower the blade comes down to slice the thin skin, beheaded stem of dumb.

Drunk the beers and ales, even the abandoned whiskey, rye, vodka & gin, now I'm sunk
Woke up, awakened a moment before the last gasp of gas, saw a bright light, flipped It
Already ON so I had to #FlipItOff, a position to be or not to be in, either way I'm drunk
Chewin' on a piece of grass, smokin' some too, on Ventura Highway, on the holy scat.

Played it smart, waited 'til the whistle blew in the dark to hear the lighthouse's beam
Couldn't swim the tide, got drawn into the RIP & it looks like it's all over but the steam
Smoke on the water is the last there will be of me, it'll rise above the eight mile limit
To Neptune and Pluto, out of this world, no grave underground in gravity's hole, F-IT!

by
r j j  stephan, i
c.  Samedhi, June XI, MMXXII Anno Domini @ 711 AMPST
{ Jammed out the squeeze of @AMERICAtheBand #GreatestHits link @ https://youtu.be/OfrliqJRdGQ & @LosLonelyBoys #CiscoKid @ https://youtu.be/hBas0YZdsc0 & the @GratefulDead #LIVEMEX 2018 https://youtu.be/2oZ16SCBAr8 }

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

Friday, June 10, 2022

#SANTANA #BRANCH #CHICAGO #ShockTheMonkey #Apechit

MOBY DICK SPERM WHALE, IT'S ALL OVER

Blood in the water, on the ground down to deeper graves down to gravity's heaping dump
Underground in holy dirt, somewhere outside the hoods where angels fear to go and hump
Meaning jumps back & forth, no interception of conception, an explosion of population ilk
Broke into the notes of the melody that did my dirty work, it's not for me to say, drink milk.

Simple & inferior soul & mind that's been moved by the unmoved movers who preceded me
Don't care what happens after my death, it's comin' but I am tryin' to delay the monkey's key
To the lock in the door and combination of the safe's numbers, the key is to sublimate apes
Evolved from them so that they must be arisen from, the very nature of the vino's red grapes.

Wrath of the minions comin' like after the monster of Dr. Frankenstein, idiots leading morons
A herd ready to follow the leader over the bottomless pit's cliff, let 'em go, let 'em go right on
Rockin' in the free world to function as a catalyst for 'The End' effect, a Singularity putsch hell
Mum's the Word made flesh, out of nothing, no thing, it's what it is, IT ain't Cuervo Especiale.

I've got a secret only God knows, if you're God then you know, if you ain't, you'll never know
Why your origin, the egg & sperm turned to the zygote that grew into the life of the low blow
Do to you what I would not want you to do to me, before you change your mind, it is all done
It's either yours or mine, you want it and I got it, you can't get it out of my cold, dead hands!

Scream until your voice is lost in the Void, nobody hears anything out in the universe's hole
It will not be your will that wills the world to end, it's above and below this planet's forces, so
Get ready for the end of at least your breathing, heart-beating, thriving in terrestrial bliss' sky
Between Earth, the Earth's singular moon, the other eight planets out to Pluto's infrared pie.

My god, no god, accidental collision of matter in the middle of an empty matrix of atomic jizz
Moves or unmoved, energy to last forever and a spin of the star or the dirt you're on matters
Heaven, hell below, we're all gonna go, graves allow the power of gravity to bury us under It
We'll be a Supernova in spirit, you'll never know it, blow me down, it's a trip's monkey purse.

Struggle for survival, it's seriously worse than you think & better than God thinks in jailcells
Making inferior things, forms of life like humans & others, some extinct, some unseen angels
Professional or amateur, as a human from zygote to corpse, a certainty principle rings bells
Logic, reason, induction, deduction, rationality of philosophy ideas, form, matter or all hells.

If all hell broke loose, it would mix with the heavenly scents wafting from the easts & wests
Pardon my blooper, actually I have more than one, more like many bloopers & absurd jests
It works, to be or not to be answering questions with more questions until you turn it vague
Every day & every year in anyone's life is precious, Chicago to Rio Cool, it's your path, a leg.

Spare parts aren't the answer to the problem of mortality, bones get decrepit, you dig man?
Snowflakes in the desert fall and melt before dawn, we're a planet in space, sheet happens
For a good or not, existence thrives during the divine's momentary lapse of pure reason sins
In a little while, THE IN & OUT, no more breath or good times, no memory of baby cries, sons.

by
r j j  stephan, i
c.  Vendredi, June Xth, MMXXII Anno Domini

{ Drafted while scoring a series of home runs and striking out on balls in the dirt, while listenin' to the #BourbonBlues 3-4 hours @ https://youtu.be/fPb7doh686c }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?


Thursday, June 09, 2022

#CareerAdvisorToTheVoidNothingSpecial #YoArchie #LosLonelyBoys

ON A ROLL, HAND SIGNALS YOU NEVER GOT SENT IN U.F.O. CANYON
It's unidentified yet it's a material object in a material world, of the men & mice in the maze
Gave the minions, you, me & every other homo sapiens, nobody's left out of the last phase
When the Earth atrophies and in retrograde from the monkey paws that have corrupted God
Now and in the future, the time ahead of all of us who won't survive the death of the hot Bod.

Corrected the professors exams just for kicks, they didn't know the answers were all fictional
Followed logic & calculus, induced deductions followed by false premises of prophetic fools
Dying in the end, mouth agape and bowels loosed against poetic justice of DA's & the drones
Singin' the same old song to the same old people at the same old time, holy mother of Ones.

Ace in the hole, four or with two jokers, six Ones, no peek at the faces, just the coded rears
You cannot come and go as you please, the property is private and you don't own mirrors
To make it appear that you have a deed of ownership or a lien on the thing itself, good lie
That you possess the dirt of the planet in a place of longitude and latitude, dirt to the sky.

One and only way to catch the meaning of the virtue signals comin' from every direction up
In and out of the mouth through the canals of energy generation, can't runneth over a cup
To the pain and suffering of your mothers, I salute them for the trouble, it's a cursed reprieve
To bleed out for the species, to raise the brood & propagate the blind faith of Adam the Eve.

Infinite to null and void, that's Time, Space & matter to energy transformation, hot & cold
Extinction will become the norm but there will be no record of it to recall in any time old
Language and printing preservation in the pages, volumes of tomes & oral sagas of the clan
All in the fire of the supernova's singularity, stroke of luck you got to know before Peter Pan.

Magic in a dream, better than the actual fire in the hole, comin' with the roaches & sty pigs
Barns in the yards in charge of the locomotion of the herds, all in the family doin' Irish jigs
A dance & your mother's labor, pain & suffering just to hear your cryin' & bitchin' until ends
We all gotta go, come on man, it's all you get out of it, dead food, life gives y'all the Bends!

by
r j j  stephan, i
c.  Jeudi, June IX, MMXXII Anno Domini
{ Cracked out of the nut while jammin' to @GovernmentMule LIVE link @ https://youtu.be/cYvvnvtNDxQ?t=82 }
F I N I S
W.W.A.R.D.?

Wednesday, June 08, 2022

#KILROY was here with #STEPPENWOLF #TwoFerOneTodayToo



 'CAUSE YOU THINK YOU'RE SO PRETTY, RIVER STYX IS KILROY DRY

I don't care if you like it or not, the way it is, my friend, is the way it is & just ain't nothing else
Meaning only that my advice is to enjoy every single day you get on this Earth, it's ringin' bells
Like I don't really recollect the time on the planet before I was born, except for one thing too
I died & came back to life a few times, like I'm a nine life cat but I'm not, menu-do cosmic stew.

Nothing I can recall of the past living on Earth other than I was no insect or reptile or mammal
Something extinct in 2022 A.D. except inside of a DNA recessive gene which is immune to hell
What the One is can't be mutable, it's necessary condition is that it's immutable, always One
Common ground I step down upon is the same as yours, if it isn't then you ain't in on it, son.

You may be on a different path than I am, you may not be on any path at all, just here & now
Rationality and the quest for the Truth be damned, take the hand of the virgin & jump on in
The volcano hole accepts the flesh and bones for sacrifice to the imagination's conflagration
That you live after you die without a body, without a mind, only a soul you & I eagerly blow.

Into the plethora of star effulgence created from Nothing, out of Nowhere in no Time at all
Yet, here we are, y'all over there & me way down here on the block or in the backwood y'all
For the sake of sanity and the power to sleep and wake up ad infinitum, until the crows caw
Absentee fathers and unwed mothers have the Commandments to be thankful for, Raw Law.

Choirboys learn the lessons and transmute into altar-boys, paperboys & bat-boys until the end
Swept up in the hub bub around acculturation, I'll follow like y'all follow, I'm gently weepin'
There's no reason nor rhyme left in the baked bean souffle, empty of the form & anti-matter
Wake the discourse by force, unless it's a talking horse like Mr. Ed and rode by a mad hatter.

In the groove on the platter groove, first to the last RPM spin, it's about the tracks 13-19 teens
Where the start is the finish and vice versa, a bizarre world where nothing's right, it's all wrong
As the day allows a conscious awareness, it's a dream within a dream moving random scenes
Will to control the causes and effects is futile, resistance is always futile, Mari fire up the bong.

So, I slid safe into home, caught the catcher in the cup, I felt bad that I felt so good, team hug
Wisdom fled my conscious awareness for several important moments today, I am such a lug
Listen carefully when I croon the words of the chimney sweeper, spittin' creosote of hot bricks
Unfolded for your eyes only, it's not for me to say, it is what it is. upstream down river Styx.

by
r j j  stephan, i
c.  Mercredi, 6-8-2022 AD @ 2100 hours PST #gODamFinklestein
{ 2Aday drafted while jammin' to #BestOfStyx link @ https://youtu.be/UjnCTHi9Qf0 }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?


#BottomsUp #FromTheTopDown #GAGA #SHAKUR #YOGA #ALL

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END OF THE SAPIENS SPECIES' EXTREME DOT MATRIX

Simon says that you & I ought to act & think as all too human ancestors did, preceded essence
Smashed and grabbed as if you've never been taught the morality of good-evil behavior ends
Meaning nothing more than possession of a comprehensive philosophy of this pseudo reality
Seen, heard, smelled, tasted and felt as a touch & felt as an emotion, a rescue of idiots in me.

Here is what I mean by idiots, it's not a sound of a moron's opposition to logic or mortal sins
Rational to a fault, never unlistened to, a speaker with a spark & light gleam of a pimp's door
Prison break and the laws that were broken have retooled the punishment for the score wins
Four score you'll never see but a tie score will show the whole world what it means to score.

Bishops as cardinal red as any father in heaven or in dirt, above & below mirror image faces
Inside of your & my heads, mindful recollection of your & my past historical action & willing
Of the Ends you're heading toward, there's nothing there beyond the clouds & empty spaces
Cared too much or not enough, felt bold and brave plummet to the herd's timid & suffering.

Dot matrix the DNA to the massive monster bones you see as dead as the past million years
Of revolution and elliptical orbit about the burning ball of Hydrogen gas, my love, love me sun
Keep in mind, face the rays and feel the burning love, it's a hunk or maybe too much for some
Sincerely yours, on the other hand, it's too hot to handle for everyone but you, mama's fears.

Worried about you being safe & sound, until you were out of sight, out of mind, forgotten too
Letters handwritten for the edification of the parental helicopters that hover for guidance flux
Out of this world as you know it, the world that was here before your conception, you're all in
Occult hens calculating, cackling incessantly about a scan in the twilight zone, I love Mortal sin!

by
r j j  stephan, i
c.  Mercredi, June VIIIth, MMXXII Anno Domini @ 911 AMPST  #EvolutionPrecedesExtinction
{ Under heart attack, drafted this piece while hemorrhaging strings of empty sounds of silence while jammin' to #NeedMoreCowbell @SNL bit link @ https://youtu.be/cVsQLlk-T0s & listenin' to "How Did Woody Allen become Woody Allen" link @ https://youtu.be/esYrjvi0R98 }
F I N I S
W.W.A.R.D.?

Tuesday, June 07, 2022

#CellBlock17 #@Woody @#Elvis #HailMary

 

ON BEING THE TWILIGHT ZONE OF DUCKS' POND SCUM

You & I know what we've been taught, if we learned our lessons, we're in tune with Nothing
This entire planet of chaos is the scent of a woman and the ending of the wonders of living
Monkeys pretending not to be the apemen they came from, it works a little bit for a while
Did you know what you didn't know before you knew it?  I don't think so, the unknown up.

Whatever is out of our world, eight miles higher than the planet's ground, dirty rock pebble
Broken down apples and your delete button finger is cut off, William Tell rang the arrow bell
Shot into the heart to cause the blood to leak out into the matrix vacuum, blue blood to red
Monks hiding in caves, far away from the world of their mothers & fathers, it's what she said.

Courts in session and the verdict is in, you and I fired the bosses & now we've drunk the grog
Error in judgement has caused instant poverty within 60 days, no savings, no checking, a blog
Why don't you just shock the monkeys 'til they blow the commandments of humanity to err
Obedience to law that preceded all of our presence, the law began at the origin, Mom, Her.

No way you get in here to the Earth's atmosphere without yo' mama, have some respect too
She brought you into the world and she could take you out, behind your back, a cuckoo flew
Over the nest where the nuts get cracked and allow the good, the bad & the entry I can't find
In & out of inflated bones, all 208 of them, it's how many all of us have, deflated simple mind.

Greasers and the social butterflies who move about from home to the corner, on the cellblock
All of them had four of them, all of them had the gangs to hang, not doin' anyone's homework
Not many going to colleges & universities, nearly all being indoctrinated, drafted in the bloods
Leftover fear from the ancestors, linked up the scared cats with afterlife pablum of the cryps.

Never underestimated, I acknowledge y'all so to speak, we're all together before we're scatter
Shot gunned out of humanity & the funk that it leaves behind, makes It All most foul to smell
Moving upwind is necessary and you always know where you don't want to go, it's full of scat
Above my paygrade and below the bottom of the ocean, there's a heart of Earth's antimatter.

Soul to go, here, there & everywhere you'll never get to, you're a mortal, not an immortal son
You and your people in your family and group of associates will all be extinct in a century's fun
Causes and effects and the grand funk of historical recollection are all we have, it's On The Air
Broadcasting live 'til we're all dead & gone, far, far away from Words & Flesh here, over there.

by
r j j  stephan, i
c.  Mardi, June VIIth, MMXXII Anno Domini @ 711 AMPST
 
{ Gods' dams hold the H2O in a holy, bottomless pit & allowed this tripe to enter the light while listenin' to @Elvis #Platinum on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/bP9lVSQxbm0 #HuluHoopBaby #ShakinHerGrassInAHuluHoop }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?

#DreamOn

Monday, June 06, 2022

#WAR & the infinite's #TigerCatBytes

@TigerCats  my #pops' tattoo

IT'S NOT FOR ME TO SAY, EAT, DRINK & BE MERRY FOR TOMORROW...WELL YOU KNOW... @hotdogs @hogjowels & @kangaroos
Contemplate your own umbillical chord's knot in your solar plexis, it's the generator
Of all the men and mice you see and trap in the claps & applause for the terminator
Heroes and heroines at the beginning to lead the way toward a holy, final bitter end
Where brave men and women fear to go, it's the finale of the play, it'll be over then.

For no reason and without much rhyme in the Time anybody gets in Space, it's a Word
Made out of mud and blood and high alcohol ale & fruit of the vines, in a tiny flip bird
Aftereffect of the original cell mitosis and abandonment, here we all are, now all y'all
Know more than your ignorance has led you, you thought it was angels' heaven & hell.

When in any reality ever seen & paid any attention to, there's The End in sight, all God
Also known as the Unknown, the X factor between eternity and your final red hot rod
On the road, cruising & then speeding at the top velocity, exceeded gravity in the back
Above & beyond the clouds and calls of duty, nothing but you & the sky, blue on black.

Funky finks moving the rules and regulations around the helm, to avoid the dead men
Amen to the ones who have ceased their quest for immortality, it's over when it's over
Don't shoot the messenger, bury the hatchet in your mother & father in heaven's gate
Gods and the beatles left in the cosmic soup juice have consolidated their useless fate.

Subjective without being objective, I'm always right and I'm never wrong, it's on point
Where all followers go is where leaders have already gone & came, at a corner joint
Drunks that drank the bottles of liquid fermentation of grains, hops in a bottle's glee
All forever the death of our ancestors and may even be the dissolution of invisibility.

Nobody is left to listen to the words of your reason and rhyme, extinction is historical
Ending without a rerun, no academy award oscars or emmy awards for the hysterical
Feeling and then being totally numb in a second, that's what it's gonna be, no problem
I ain't the one who created the matrix, Truth be told, your love will die, you & all them.

Monkey milk keeps you alive until you find out that survival forever is impossible, gods
Ain't none, not even One, don't really care about the ministers & pope's priest hotrods
Cowards wait for the orders and get blamed by the other cowards who cower under it
Rocks, stones, pebbles even boulders are all the remnants of this Dirty Sun Dust skit.

Playing parts and in the acts and episodes denoting the goofy blood, sweat & tears
Drama is what you see, it's what you get once you are conceived in religion's fears
Of sinning against the laws, commands, the rules of the ones who are dead in a ruse
They never come back, I ain't afraid of no ghosts, no spirits, no disembodied booze.

Ready for what's next if you know nothing other than what you knew before ma & pa
They taught you & if they never existed, you'd know nothing more nor less than GA
You're playin' a long or a short game with no known expiration, without a time to fly
Foodstamps keep you alive in a tent, smokin' junk, all god's bums just waitin' to die.

by
r j j  stephan, i
c.  Lundi, June VIth, MMXXII Anno Domini @ 911 AMPST
{ #GotSmokeWillTravel blasted while jammin' to @WARtheBand #HITS link @ https://youtu.be/BsrqKE1iqqo & @CheechChong @ https://youtu.be/Uu2Tu8f0218 & @AaronTippin #KissThis link @ https://youtu.be/gaVnU6yHwSI }

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

Sunday, June 05, 2022

#CarolAnn #ONE #Jesus #Maria & #Gieuseppe @Keb'Mo' @Bob_Dylan #TwoNightStand #Whodini

 

#LoveMyBabyAndGonnaTellEverybodyIKnow

 SOUL SHINE, ON REFLECTION, CAN'T HAVE A WORD WITH YOU

Ways & means of nudging dirty bones 'round a course of green grass, sand, red dirt & zeal
All left over from the Big Bang, ape miracle of evolution, a living, theoretical compromise
Between the anthromorphs numbers on the wall, dreamers come out of the Void, for real
When all the dreams are is everything we have, reality & one's dreams, a superman lies.

Heaven is the space all around all of the planet's matter and closed solar system of grunge
In no way, in no shape or form of understanding can you pretend the Sun isn't a boiling pod
Of atomic fission and fusion 93 million miles away from our ignorant presence at the fringe
Where the original sin and the origin of the solar system is never seen, invented by God!

Little lover boys and sweet, pretty little things, the pride and joy of the angelic effulgence
Sky is crying, angel in the mirror says to you, be the idol of all that is, everybody's two cents
Or not to be, it ain't no big thing, in chains or unchained, mojo works the ship that don't float
Living in double-reverse, just to make everyone happy about it, R.I.P. tomb, buy me a boat.

Baby opened the mind and let the man run away with the sattelite dish and a silver spoon
Moon shine, lookin' like a reflection of the sun's bright atomic wavelength coverage, a Goon
From above and below that matrix of heaven and hell, it's another holy place outside the box
Six-sided, cubed and dark inside, four score squared times seven, we're third of six big rocks.

All caught in a revolution that won't quit until I say so, who I am is the key to the pot patch
It all comes down to Montana zone & #Hailmary pass 90 yards in the air, all 'bout #TheCatch
Rivers run into the sea & come back for another round, time to catch you outside yo' pantries
Sky crys like there's no tomorrow, left a circular jerk target, too human, I shot a Hole In One!

by
r j j  stephan, i
c.  Dimanche, June Vth, MMXXII Anno Domini @ 1111 AMPST
{ Crated while jammin' to @Keb'Mo' HITS link @ https://youtu.be/K2NfbIHZhvU }
F I N I S
W.W.A.R.D.?
"NEVER FORGET" #NEVEREVERFORGET