For no love of the gods or any other divine author of this mess, a lot of bore
The universe in particular is split in two, yin or yang to be One & Many more
Inside of everyone's head, in every language on the planet, you're gonna die
Yes or no answers not required to rumble & tumble around the Love of Nye.
What are you gonna do about it? Answer? Nothing. Zero you can do to It
Roaming around in a circular jerk-off with only one person there, it's no chit
You & I see through the curtains that have been drawn since your birthday
Your mother died, your father lied, all the brothers & sisters live for today.
Tomorrow may not be yours to have, to see or be in pain & suffering as I am
Withholding the Truth & Lies about the facts, as you're a ram behind a dam
Your mother was a moron, father was an idiot, all your kin inbreds, all insane
In charge of the power and the gold, holy freedom to be out the idiot prison.
Behind bars pretending to be a tender of spirits, now & then the holy smoke
Story of a long evening tickin' the clock of your life's Time in & out. no joke
Secrets revealed as the beans spilled out the can where the campfire's been
Remember when you died? Yes, you did, don't forget, never forget, I'm Sin.
Built like a brick scathouse, all for a sub-species reproduction, hot to survive
Nothing else matters in the scheme of the Things, Persons or Places to hide
Seriously folks, I'm manufacturing the air to breathe in and out of your face
Without me, you can't animate your genome, immortal ideal, leather and lace.
See the blind humanity sleep walk in the somnambolistic fiasco? You will man
Systems of cause and effect of the wet & dry, hot & cold, a mental flimflam
Know what I know, dream what I dream, be the creation's epitome of beauty
Alternative is to love the wasted atoms of morons and idiots who came to be.
Ready for a Hawaiian punch, so sweet juice of the islands, fruit of One loom
Cause was first prior to the effect, logic and reason, no effect I'll ever see
Time dimensions stretch the empty Space to infinite proportions, TNT boom
Food's dead, eat it to keep living, busted dead food, we'll die if y'all eat me!
Battle of the War is on, swingin' the sword decapitating the knights & slaves
Last one standing, I'm still One, got my own back covered, dirty-byte caves
Cyber jerkin' in a circle with your mama's combat boots laced up to the tops
Why vote, it doesn't matter? Count the votes accurately, Integrity? Stop!
by
r j j stephan, i
c. Vendredi, September 2nd, MMXXII Anno Domini @ 111 AMPST
{ Kicked my eyelids wide open to mend this twilight zone rip, while jammin' to @JoePaggs on iHeart link @ https://kste.iheart.com/featured/the-joe-pags-show/ & rockin' to @JimiHendrix SHREDDING AXE in Sacramento @CalExpo 4-26-1970 link @ https://youtu.be/PY8BB4NQmlE }
Sanity grindin' insanity's community judgement means following the commands' holy rules
Injected the venom prior to the birth of everyone alive, the believers believe in dead tools
Which were those lucky enough to survive childbirth both bearing and being born, in a skit
Absolutely nobody's fault that this accident of nature has merged to self-contemplate chit.
Missing nobody from the recent or distant past because of my condition, instant amnesia
As soon as I don't see a face for one whole day, I forget the appearance & the name vanishes
Straight out of my short term and long term recollection, it's a gift from the gods' misfortune
Can do what they can't do, live on Earth with immortal power to cause effects under the sun.
No special talent within me, any more than any other alive by the grace of the divine unsent
But here I am, there you are, I jumped off of my father's garage roofs until it burnt to a tent
I don't know why, Chicago bad guys turned into the good guys of the Cherokee nation's kin
Clash of the powers negative and positive, despair vs. happiness, logrhythm of mortality sin.
So is no therefore, it's a passing word that's not a place or a thing but it is a substitute to me
I don't know anything at all, beginning there, the 'so' word gets the listener in the mood too
Then I'll laugh at you and your thoughts and words, spoken and written, your mind's blue
Kick your arse, cry like a baby with tears runnin' like a river down your cheeks, be dead free.
Of your conscious memories held within, your forgotten recollections held away a burn pit
In the middle of the dream, do not wake up in the phone booth without any way out of it
Smoked the leaf, contents filled the ganglia in every cell of every organ, bone to brain too
Recollect your lost memory you never had, improbably impossible or vice versa, Owl Who?
Bums showered, shaved, dressed in macy's finest styles for 2022 mankind, made in China
Or Hungary, Austria or maybe in the good old USA, at least that is what's printed, Medina
It all comes and goes so very quickly, you chill and then gettin' down in the warmth charm
Went over to my girl, she moved me away and then called me right back, she got my arm.
It's funk on my lap, the poodles and pinchers findin' the cats rollin' up and down my town
Got the groove in my grip and it was a bigger mistake than I thought it'd be, it was so funky
Plan went down like there never was one, no joke, it's all goin' down now, I cannot be dead
It ain't my fault either, dream ends for #FunkyColdMedina too, #WokeSleep #SlipKnothead.
Sickle meant to chop the wheat to separate it from the chaffe, used the waste to get there
Recycle your meat and bones into the cosmic menudo, it's such an honor and tribute to me
Thought my Ego was all there ever was & all there ever would be, you look for what you eat
Just like me and everything else alive, we all have to eat someone, something, somewhere.
Boredom occurs only when satiated appetites are dead or hungry for nothing, thirsty for me
H2O is all you care about, you're made of over half of your form is shaped by the olden dead
Acid mixed up in anthropomorphic slendor, shaping one cell into a masterpiece of dead meat
Air goes in and out, it better be the right dose or you'll suffocate, avoid doom, approach 100.
Split your neutrons mankind, you'll get the Singularity black hole, a solar system's fallen dams
You are the First Cause of the Ends, be proud and loud, boys and girls, men & women, all fast
On the other hand, athiests rule the dirty mud below the feet of the innocent babes & lambs
I shall fade as I arrived, slowly but surely while the future turns to present & that flash to past.
Still here and now after the annhilation of soft bones inside your skin, crushed mind to dust
Excellent recall even if there's no hardware, all software survives beyond the matrix' big fuss
Empty tanks, sunset all gone, darkness to ride from star to star, gettin' super, man, so tough
Fixed up the games so I always won the championship, let the competetion be, not enough.
Once upon a time there was the Ends, we're all gonna go, we're all gonna get there someday
Sooner or later, the birds and bees rob your childhood while your besties snitch on yo' jivass
Preachin' to the choir ain't workin' when they're dead broke, nothin' to do but get cavities
Need the teeth, bad breath keepin' the girls far away from my kiss, no bliss for me, yo, hey.
Blinkin' my cross-eyes and seein' things where they never were, couldn't find 'em if I tried
On her knees gets no attention from me, I've got places to go, events to causes and effects
Monkeys await the power of Ape, thinking therefore it is, whatever that is, COvid do you in
Disease for the thank you please, close shave for the ninth life of the cat, it's all still comin'.
Herbs and spices from the far West of my eastern blue hills to my galley in Monterey's bay
Broken heart brought me to the fix, the fix was always in before and after I knew it, now say
More down the road of ways to stay out of the trouble that gets law and order to command
Your errant ways chosen by free will, when you know the rules, laws of long arms & a hand.
Brothers, sisters, uncles and aunts, their kids my cousins, honoring a record of the year good
Evil-Ugly got their own particularity, specifically in tune with the back beats & gourmet food
Along the line of where I'm headed, you're there near that hole in the wall, goodbye ramjam
Burnin' a flyby because I can, my smoke you see from the fire, where I was ain't where I am.
A seamist from the Pacific Ocean blows on through Monterey Bay to me in the little tomatos
Sacramento ain't just part of the pimentos, it's the place where gold came from bullit blows
Shots for everyone in and out of the saloons, there's a need for a #Heavy's bells and whistles
Like the dreamer of the dream, One that supplies heroes & villains for all matrix' expendables.
Extinction of your memory that your mother had about you & yours, that's all of the above Sin
And below the jiving, hysterical loads of uncontrolled good, bad & ugly, all high on outerspace
This is where the aliens come from other galaxies to see what this species does on Earth's spin
All animals and plants I've eaten from pablum to Thanksgiving & Passover, all too human race.
Love the only substitute for being One & all alone in the whole universe, all stars in between
No place for no hero here, now or then and there, a Void outside of a lack of liquidated gas
Fools and sheep all go the same way in the flock, tryin' to get into the cattle herd's hot grass
Dead and gone in the valley, buried underground until the ground shook, earth is quaking.
Murder or defending my country from foreign and domestic enemies to the powers, I am
We the people, in order to form a more perfect union than the perfect One, establish Justice
A ham sandwich is sufficient and necessary for the mayo to sink into the wheat or rye Spam
I ain't no hero, this ain't no place even if I was, watch the home, eye on the prize, One slice.
Miracles abound 'round 'bout 360 degrees from the Singularity, inbred divinity mutations
We the people of the animated bones in and on the Earth, we all live and die for nothing
All for Nothing and Nothing for all, it's all there is, read a book, believe holy, cool humans
Ready and get set to go because if you don't get on your mark, parody the game, I'll sing.
by
r j j stephan, i
c. Mercredi, August XXXIst, MMXXII Anno Domini @ 2:22 PMPST
{ Jammed while gittin' full of It @Big_Smo @Alexander_King #MyNeighbors loopin' youTube #Jambolaya @ https://youtu.be/DbfOXrQ0N84 & #PorchHonky @MoccasinCreek https://youtu.be/xIAhzRR_I14 }
Nobody knows which day is the last one you get to puffed dragons
Meaning nothing to young men and women full of IT, wonderment
Knowing what will be known doesn't help until seven final seconds
Mighty mice and weakling descendants of humanity & the ilk sins.
You don't know like I know, even if you do know, I don't care a bit
It's a misnomer that there's something that matters to me, as if chit
Isn't all there is, alpha to omega on the line, cubed in the quadrants
Universal suck of gravity into the theoretical black hole's chit rants.
Honey and sugar get you in the corpse mode, dead bees lead to me
Stung as if I'm the pollen to be moved from flower to bud, I am free
Nothing to stop me because only Nothing can, it's all something else
Blind faith to believe me, proof's impossible amid improbable hells.
Let this thought go in one of your proverbial ears & out the other
Begin crying about the light invading the darkness you've spawned
Forefathers dead and gone, foremothers still letting the DNA be It
There it is, acid, gas, liquidated solid, compress, Gravity's collapse.
Dead seas washed the dirty faces, desalinated the liquidated matter
Watch the gas until it disappears in the cloud mutilation of a Mind
Think first about Conception of YOU, FATHER, SON, GHOST & NOW
Why? No reason, no rhyme, ambivilent & apathetic no more, POW!
Out of your personal control to animate the soul within your bones
Just as going to sleep is out of your control, you can delay it alone
Until the brain's medula oblongata pulls your window shades down
Eye lids closed, unconscious mind out as the flicked switch, Clown!
* Premature injection
by
r j j stephan, i
c. Mardi, August XXXth, MMXXII Anno Domini @911 AMPST
*FBI had the Laptop*
{ Drafted inside of an MRI tube prior to entering the magnetism hole, actually still at my desk's laptop doin' the Do-Si-Do before I take a pill for the #GodSmack & listenin' to the mighty https://www.armstrongandgetty.com/ }
A balcony leaves you apart from me, I will never rise to your side, you've got to jump
I'll catch you, I promise, just pretend like you're gonna die & I'll save your hot hump
Bones and the bloody skin are left once the spirit got annhilated by the Void's dump
On the borders of the dirt that dried up the H2O in the toiletries' scent of God's rump.
Drafted or volunteered huge little difference, you live & you're gonna die, bottoms up
Talking using dialogue between three humans speaking identical linguistic anomolies
Father, son, ghost of mother's hatched egg, infantile misery on the way to seven seas
You & the rest of it all other than me, y'all have this temporary eternity in a tea's cup.
Chief of the whole tribe singing the very first Beatle's song ever heard, "Tell Me Why"
It's very simple to comprehend, nobody knows anything but most pretend for a sanity
Dream you see with your inner eye tells the Truth to like it or not, all there is, is glee
You ain't the thing unless you're Nothing, can't identify if you can't rock, please Me!
Trippin' over my own feet because of my pigeon toed gait, out of my control to be
A lone being on the middle path between heaven & hell, Space & Time Out, I'm free
Until further notice, when signs posting up ahead of the Twilight Zone's land, Dead
Just a chump from the corner or the inheritor of the golden fleeced calf, it's all lead.
No gold here and now except deep in caves or rollin' down a river, America downlow
Going to bury or drown the living fish as much as possible if I cannot snort the blow
Absorb the photons, eat the dead flesh & marrow in the bones of Montezuma halls
All trippin' in a somnambolistic chimera, imagination's dissolved in scat bubble balls.
Sporting the evenhanded cheaters who have no idea what justification of wrongs is
It's repaying the karma injected into the genome, into the DNA of stupid idiot fools
I know just like only you know what it means to be mother and father of divine Self
It's an 80-1 #RichStrike of the nag or the bay, I don't care, we don't care, weed shelf.
Kill your inner baby pretender to the throne that it's missed the boat, trip's all over
You can't sail on dry land and can't fly without wings or superman power of a lover
Coming around to the end of the story, the paint of tattoos on trunks and limbs too
Skin erased of the blue and red ink, tattood a tear or two on a cheek, play dead fool.
by
r j j stephan, i
c. Lundi, August XXIXth, MMXXII Anno Domini @ 711 PMPSt
{ Correlated mind & body to yield this gem jammin' to @BeavisAndButtHead #UntoldTruth link @ https://youtu.be/MXgmYid5r0E & #HangFire @RollingStones jam @ https://youtu.be/3xbtlW16Gts }
