PLANEMO & YOUNG STARS IN THE PLETHORA YANKIN' & SHANKIN' #CarbonWorld & @PoynterSistersConcert @GovtMule

SAP FROM TREES & IDIOTS’ ILK

Simple men walk and run upon this Earth, the Golden Rule applies only if you’re the sheep

It’s not your choice or your fault that you are who you are, you’ve been created to creep

Around the corners, in the gangways between brick buildings of taverns and vendor flocks

Your children whether you are aware or not are smarter than you are, upgrades in a box.

Squared or cubed to be fair yet within the atmosphere of survival where the strong survive

Waking up as a weak, mortal man or woman in this world of the 2 thousand twenty-five

Almost here and now since it’s the Winter Solstice of ’23, another few miles h2o must go

Above & below the imaginary ecliptic where even angels fear to go & pretend it’s a big lie.

On any surveying of the surface of every planet in our solar system, there is no life except here

At the edge of where you cannot survive any longer, in the ghetto of the rats’ & roaches’ hair

Deduction after the induction comes to an inevitable logical conclusion, facts of humanity life

No saving souls after the body expires & gives up the ghost, an imaginary gas called my wife.

Without her love, the reason for remaining here and now to breathe gas in & out goes

Far away from the Milky Way & Alpha Centauri, Jupiter, Uranus, Neptune or Pluto lose

Metallic liquid hydrogen is a Jupiter full of hot gods excited beyond their ionic control

Laws and rules do not apply to the universe, not even outside of your own cave hole.

On or off the current, surfing the electronic waves, install when it’s gone, all mortal sin

Nothing I can say or do for you, y’all are on your own, believe in the Unknown, it’s OK

That’s All of It, it’s All unknown, stellar corpse Neutron Stars, they’re dead like a pawn

I’ve got some low viscosity for you, a honey of a super fluid, vortex sucks ironic spawn.

Inference of the conclusion because there’s nothing that is indubitable, it’s academic

Learn and become educated in the repetition of brown dwarves, giant gas balls get sick

Become the graveyard of high hydrogen, the iron vapor will rain one hot flow rivers too

Imagine you’re a moron or an idiot & you’re ignorant of the Truth, it’s all Ice VII man! Boo!

If you have become disturbed by the Nebula rings you were never promised, you a tool

Promises are an eye of God, billowing mass of disappointment ready to glow, idiotic fool

Ultraviolet or infrared wavelengths and frequencies enlighten your mind’s eye to insight

If you’re not alive and moving, shrunk to dead & gone, fade Nebula messenger, FIGHT!

by

r j j stephan, i

c. Saturday, February IVth, MMXXIII Anno Domini @ 1111 AMPST

{ Cracked this egg while hearing #TheUniverseNebulasExplained on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/vkzx560FZyo & #TerribleOsirus God’s #GlobalFrying @ https://youtu.be/zyxTy5c3gWI }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?

@DearAynRand #FountainHeadless

SECRETS ARE FORGOTTEN, TALES TALLER THAN AN EMPIRE’S STATE

King Kong or Godzilla in China’s mouth, fascinated by frozen Time in empty Space

Disclosed my hunger for the squalor of the mind and body in or out of my cool face

Between my parallel lines of digital currency, you’ll give and take away deep states

Of being a psychological neurotic in charge of Liberty, of the men & mouse bytes.

Redeemed mothers and fathers who forgave one another for reproducing the signs

Reminders of the origin and final end of your personal breath within parallel lines

Merging into one angle more or less than 180 degrees to the ecliptic, it’s apocalyptic

Imagine you see a bomb blow, A-bomb, you’re mind blows into starlight gone extinct.

By midnight give or take a moment, that day you discover your reason for being alive

You will then and only then be aware that the unknown can’t be known in the hive

Of mankind, bees, birds, rats, cats or dogs, bacteria to redwood trees in the forestry

Omnivorous Space kills Time, with ease and without a shade of doubt, I am God to see.

If I am not, none of this matters, just a speck of dust invisible in the cosmos’ scheme

Rebel or comply, the matter and energy remain One, displayed a crop of iced cream

Know this or know nothing which is highly likely to be most probably impossible scree

Said or heard in some incomprehensible method of calculating The Reason to Be me.

Shaped by the folks who came & went without a peep, in and out of eyes wide opened

To the nature of the dream while awake or asleep, in days & nights of fortune’s dead

Think of Black Holes and Singularities, a point of no return ad infinitum, etc, etc, etc

Old or in the way if not a hermit, either case is catastrophic & a finale to the soul, Ra!

If I told you and only if I told you that I knew the end of the story, you would drop dead

Not only is this the truth but if you try me you’ll find that I’m on the money, that said

Hated the Truth more than the Lie, why you’re alive, why you’re gonna die, it’s all set

Ringing bells of the highest farmers who reap the wisdom of good & evil words of debt.

What we owe and who we owe for this breath of fresh air, this star dirt is gonna Nova

Into the Space’s vortex of invisible suck, every atom of Adam & Eve, all scat is a Duh

On the way to extinction, the gene for the end is coded in every atom of Eve, pray so

Like this faux silence between your ears, dawning on you yet? Oh no! God no! Bro!

News for you, the forgotten is like the yet to be found, it’s there but it’s nowhere

Bumpy ride your parents gave you, poor thing, innocent and now responsible here

For all of the pain and suffering of this world, all your fault for joining in the party

No choice for the lonely ones who live alone & become one with fear’s scar sortie.

Pills in the stupid idiot monsters’ mouths, inanimate objects I oppose, displace Sin

Removed from reality and the dreams of sleeping minds within, Void left wide open

Insightful and prescient of the things that are effects of the First Cause, I am stone

Police and sheriff of the Last Riot of America quit their jobs, robot minds all blown.

Gods beget the boys and girls of seven continents, here and now we are all upon it

Earth, wobbling, spinning, revolving, losing atmosphere into the Void of Space chit

Whatever you say, whatever you do, whomever you say & do it to, that’s you & me

Before we snatched breaths of gas, Nothing was & what would be then, will still Be.

by

r j j stephan, i

c. Vendredi, February IIIrd, MMXXIII Anno Domini @ 111 AMPST

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?

#SoundOfYourOwnWheels #SqueelingFromTheStartToTheEnd #GotRUBBER? #POPEYES #MeetMeOwSigh #HowBowDat?

CAUSE OF EVERY EFFECT, STRATEGIC IDIOTIC MORONS ON EARTH

It was all here before I entered the fray to see, hear, touch, smell & taste some scat

Flyin’ comets, everything all the time, sunup to sundown, sick cycle of tepid bull spat

A higher level above one hundred percent fully loaded is a taste of all nukes wasted

Adjusting to an abandonment of the creator myth to self-actualization of an ego’s id.

Pardon my ignorant philosophy, I was born like this, innocence’s crime, Time-One cell

Assuming I’m responsible for any other’s disobedience to the creator of Space, oh well

Nobody promised fairness and justice which was exactly like a big, fat, spam sand witch

Do not go home or pass the goal line when it’s all said & done, just drop dead in a ditch.

The innocent people will find your bleached skin & bones scattered by the wild dogs

Everything gets hungry and everything will eat you if there’s nothing else, boss hogs

Pink or green, might be good or very, very bad like the opposite of ‘live’, ‘evil brother

On or off of the parallel lines, at the singularity it’s all perpendicular to your mother.

Dead but not gone, just recycled atomic configuration to be a disguise for gods

Water and the flow downhill can’t be impeded by temporary lapses of UFO pods

Yours may or may not be the fools, y’all may be like the three wisemen on camels

Visiting the light in the desert, pregnant women deliver the allstars of #HelzBellz.

Missing as I’ve been since the first step of the journey, birthplace in Saint Ann’s eye

Pawns equal to the kings, queens, bishops, knights and their castles that will rook you

Fear no evil yet see evil comin’ toward your life’s blood from a mile away, up the road

Hunger of the survivors of childbirth fills them with no morals or fake ethical overload.

On the Timeline both negative and positive eventually reach the infinite, invisible ashes

I walk and crawl, I swim above & below the cool and warm water, no lethal eye bashes

No knockouts technical or too complicated to see then, when it’s over, it’s over, caput

Talkin’ darkness as it was prior to a conception by any father’s mother, in heaven’s hut.

Fools really didn’t rush in, the wise men rushed in and turned into the fools who stayed

Behind the homes of the brave ground hogs we used to eat, beat the eggs chicks I laid

Fried and waxed philosophical about the unknown posing as the never known memory

I am what I am, what I was and will be, now you got it, same place, now y’all will see!

Popeye or a sailor I will never be, seasickness and the bends get to me, keep me far away

From the fire’s flame and the dirty graves of my brothers, sisters, mothers & fathers, today

But tonight or ‘morrow, nobody can say what goes down, Penelope to Christian to ol’ Dave

Kicking the wizard of Oz & the burn of the hot wax down into the six-foot-deep dirty grave.

A star’s ashes left over in the gravity of the graves, all the skin and bones reduced to a gas

Morality and Ethics get your mommy and daddy back into your head, less the orphan’s arse

Comet circling the galaxies without an invitation, animated UFO invisible to your two irises

Above & below oasis’ desert, we’re all gonna go, you too, mama raised One, YOU, bro & sis!

by

r j j stephan, i

 

c. Jeudi, February 2nd, MMXXIII Anno Domini @ 711 AMPST

{Kicked this out of Cielo while jammin' to @LosLonelyBoys HITS @ https://youtu.be/atuCez5DgeU }

#GawkingInRetrograde #SlipSlidinAway #PainSufferingDeletePleasure #TowerOfPower2

GAWKING AT YOU IN PARADISE, YOU BLEW ME AWAY

Pretty as a picture in a rectangular frame, painted or photographed in 2D

Form of eagle/wolf DNA in a shape only a goddess could #con, perfect me

On board the train or the plane or the ship, hey I don’t give a hoot, play ball

For the duration of the parade of fools movin’ like shadows on a back wall.

Joined at the hip in an intersection’s dead end where it hits on perfect timing

Barter and trade the whole shebang for success at the finale, park your sins

Known it for all too long, no reason to let on about recollection in Sing-Sing

Prisoner for life to trade for the one taken in haste, wrong guy paid in skins.

Pouring liquid gas from a fruit picture, like Kool-Aid smilin’ on a shady pitcher

Bored apes walking & talking the smack they can’t back up, no mighty power

Forts to protect the men and the horses from the bad guys’ arrows & spears

Callin’ for your mama won’t help one twit, it’s low down but man, God hears!

Liberated the slaves’ minds from indentured servitude, bodies had red blood

It was dark everywhere without the light, all skin was clearly a sack screwed

Why genetics selected to evolve the brown, yellow, black & blue, it’s so rude

We wouldn’t do that to one person much less the entire creation of the hood.

Stolen valor right in front of your eyes, no hero ever takes credit for done deeds

Only dodgers who ran away from a mean, green machine’s grey matter synapses

Escape without getting a dot upon their ‘i’s’ just like downtown, it leads, it bleeds

Mindful of the reasoning in perception, perspective forever in momentary lapses.

Boring as apes in a loopy sequence of repetition, none know why it’s goin’ on

What it is exactly with the birth and death of living things, rooted or animated

Gold and silver for the poor & downtrodden, bills & strife for the well-off brood

Dummies as Mannequins speakin’ as all humans do, out the side of a pie hole.

Voodoo in the rules that were written in the stars by the token god savior son

Why it had to be the daughter of God yet it wasn’t, just my dad’s kid, my sister

Life living double time exceed the allotted ticks on the back of ol’ big brother

Modern or old fashioned, it’s all out of sight and out of my mind, I’m on the run.

Cool cleft in the chin, nice roman nose on the prima face, it’s full of the power

Of cell activity, multiplying the One in an infinite Space without an end of Her

Music playin’ the strings inside the cranium, fully loaded melodies & lyrics

Natural to press, push, pull or yank on the strings attached to nobody’s Dix.

I think that I thought you were thinking the same thing, that you love me too

As the first & last time the wise & the silly hooked up to cause another at one

A hybrid of RNA leftovers from the Bigger Bang of gravity’s collapse, I’m you

You’re me for a flash, then you’re not me forever, it’s all purple, black & blue.

by

r j j stephan, i

c. Mardi, Janvier XXXIst, MMXXIII Anno Domini @ 1111 AMPST

{ Drafted ala @MarioLanza https://youtu.be/rRhmogBs-gU & @Pavrotti style https://youtu.be/Q8k3R8kgEUc }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?

#TuesdaysGone @AlreadyGone #HowLongGoneYouGonnaBe #MakinLoveInSlowMoShunBaby #DIG #OneHeartbeatAtATime #MASH

ROLLED WITH M.A.S.H.’S COVERED WAGONS, A CUBED CIRCLE KINK

In no uncertain terms, the conclusions are indubitable without a reasonable doubt

Of course, inferences regarding the truth or falsity of any statement are inevitable

There is nothing else to do other than pass judgement on the innocent who shuffle

Uptown or downtown gone to the high end of the court, rose up from the ash trifle.

Performing the art’s work is secondary to becoming an immortal name after death

Looking in through the out door probably won’t escalate temptations of Eve’s Stith

With your permission I’d appreciate the cooperation of your friends & family to be

One with Many, either many for The One & only one for me or salute a finite scree.

All of It is all one way or another, seriously a comedy and a tragedy simultaneously

Blond or brunette, shades of black and blue haired elder folk, can a babushka sing

It’s OK even if you’re baldly sour on shaved skin without the follicular immortality

Freedom intuition of slaves in a Time Machine, 3D chess mate queen, mate a king.

Now then, getting’ down to the eleven year young brass tacks, you’re old enough so

Here it is in a nutshell, the hull is cracked & the center’s exposed, eggs are fish roe

Boats and ships, floating, diving, flying into space, warping the zone into a matrix

Of vermin and human kinds that keep the secrets of 1 unknown in darkness’ kicks.

You’ll get yours eventually, karma will take care of that, you have no say in the Sin

It’s original, before you’re ever conceived or able to disobey laws & rules of my kin

By the products produced from the natural resources of a twirling particle of dust

Hair of the dog sheds and the soul’s canine can be found, God dog, backward rust.

Simply all too human for hominids, gorillas to the chimps, monks, men devolved

Or maybe it was always exactly like this and Charles Darwin had imagination hid

All in the fossilized history of the buried stone & bone, scratched cave wall slated

Wondering what in the world was going on then, which was their now, ape hated.

Funk enough for all of the freaks and finks who grew out of the petri dish of a god

Left the ignorant fools to rule the roost, like a vision fading into black, silly hotrod

Ugly as I turned into the Beautiful without any labor pains, a slip-sliding away too

Chance for change on the horizon, bustin’ open the casket & the urn, I ain’t no fool.

Thunder and lightning on the road or back home inside the inner sanctum’s cave

Backstreets ridin’ in my backseat and sippin’ Margaritas, slow-motion cruise Save

They got us home & tucked us in, warned us for the first & last time, obey a moose

Chief of Bull Winkle, me, myself or I, a #Goofy bum rush for the cryin’ royal blues.

by

r j j stephan, i

c. Mercredi, February 1st, 2022 Anno Domini @ 1111 AMPST

{ Jammed in a strait jacket to take me away, I ain’t gonna fake it, jammed to @VanMorrison #SometimesWeCry in a loop @ https://youtu.be/LqkrGPEdt34 }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.

#sicknessOfSpandex @ParableOfParabolas #SicknessUntoLife #HealthyCorpusDillectus #BigBudsBug

parable VERTEX & DIRECTRIX high fOCUS’ latus rectum of PARABOLAS

Alternate your generator from the current to feature the wave or the slipstream

Hangin’ Ten while surfin’ on the New World’s disorder, Stewie’s whipped cream

Required for the iced yet not frozen stiff, a mouthful of that sugar & you will sigh

Miracles may or may not be in your future and you may not believe it, God’s high.

Metamorphizes your soul on ice into the leader of the chain of fools into the king

Of the mice and the all too human offspring of Adam, Eve and the lightening sting

Just an accident of being in the right place at the right time, happy face on avatars

Mean with the blue hue or a purple haze pouring from a cloud nine’s uptown bars.

Out of the military, missing in action, killed in action, prisoner of the war on peace

Punch in your own face, two or three times the normal force, at sea, lost the keys

Ship I sailed on could not be sunk by the almighty ocean, my will power made a pie

Every fruit & meat inside of a holy flower crust, pudding too, it’s my mood, oh my!

I beat myself up because nobody else can, nobody will, I am as invisible as a ghost soul

Where & when you began in concept, minimum two random minds in collision of dough

Matters not one bit that you can smash yourself harder than your moms’ or dads’ fists

Junk is the manufactured elements combined to addict the hearts & souls to evil bliss.

Brutal to be innocent and fully compliant to direct orders from ne’er-do-wells yet killed

By bats and blackjacks smackin’ all 208 bones, 100 muscles plus or minus, blood filled

Flight of the bananas from the tops of the trees to the mouths of the apes, it’s over, eh

Barren females of eventually here and gone males and any other recombinant RNA/DNA.

Thanks the gods or just One God off of this planet’s surface, most claim above & below

Welcome all of this strife and struggle to survive, learning ABC’s & critical economic low

Being poor to begin with and never likely to dig any way up and out of the dark, holy end

Heaven? Come on man! Hell? Come on man! Fear the Fear itself, Goddess’ Zen friend.

Whispered words I couldn’t hear and now can’t repeat regardless of the hopes & dreams

Remember the recollection only a moment prior to the gasp and gulp of the love’s finale

Scared yet brave enough to enter the arena of hungry lions & feral tigers of a naked king

By a stretch of the imagination, you sucked hind teat when I knocked you out in the ring.

Milling around the continents, the smoke signals disappeared before the message’s blog

Something about nothing at all that attracts the attention of the beings’ all high on a hog

Eating plants & animals to stay alive, it’s what all fauna does in every galaxy’s revolution

Atoms, photons of photosynthesis ala electron, proton & neutron in orgasmic venial sin.

Ape-men look at the chimps and other apes as simple minded, nearly all too human ilk

Not to be eaten, that monkey meat, dead muscles of the primate not OK, only 4 legged

2 legged only if a bird or anything inhumane, not so human, kinda like the evil boys’ crew

Girls raised into the women who behave as trained, as are the dogs of war, dead lead do.

High sticking is a penalty in any hockey game unless it’s unseen by the referee who blinks

Eyes wide open sometimes close a second or two for some shut-eye, that’s Time, me thinks

Nobody taught me the ABC’s in any other language, American English after the native steal

Incorporated the Franco-Anglo Atilla the Hun causes of the effects, civilized food, good deal.

Reform school for the uncooperative to discipline against the ego, kill will for your own good

Must be a problem for the low IQ supervising part of the herd, it ain’t a problem for the brood

They all are like you and your kin, don’t like the ugly or things that stink or taste like bull scat

Fun like you had when you were innocent and not able to feel guilt for tasting a Covid19 bat.

Lower underneath the synapsis where angels fear to go, I’m all in Hollywood, on a blue screen

Furnished the furniture in the 40-room mansion, from cellar to top floor in the tower of power

Luck has nothing to do with anything, all intent of the will to power, survivin’ on smoked flower

All want to nudge you deep down inside, they control that impulse, I’m inbred gods blue-green.

by

r j j stephan, i

c. Lundi, Janvier XXXth, MMXXIII Anno Domini @ 711 AMPST

{ Jammin’ to @TheStylistics #YoureAGenieInDisguise on link @ https://youtu.be/gLo8tQ0vIxo }

F I N I S

 W.W.A.R.D.?

#KeptSimpleForTheSTOOPID #HeyBaby

PLAYOFFS

A HERD’S holy WORMHOLE, DNA’S WHOLE SHEBANG, Superbowl LVII SOUL

My mask of disguised skull and crossbones in all, 208 functional bytes of bitcoin

For nobody alive and nobody ever to be alive, there’s the history of the gods’ Sin

Come over to the language deficit and recover the unfathomable junk of the monks

Used to write it down on the stones until the trees were sliced into invisible chunks.

What we all have here is the failures of the apes to swing to musical dissonance’s ilk

Rhymed or just jumbled sounds meaning the same as they did before the Word, milk

Without the nurturing liquid, we’re gone, all of us finished and not even a wink & nod

Big or small ideas all add up to the calculations that even an idiot could repeat, oh god!

Idiots are everywhere you look, in and out of your family & our circle of friends & foes

Move ahead, forward or backward without a jump into another dimension of Time woes

Enough’s enough and too much is too much, a smear on the mothers of us all, labor love

Given with a simple understanding of why, a male & female made others below as above.

Endorsed into the hard knocks of life, an introduction to the body & soul’s hard rocks

Other than the dirty & hard, there’s the clean & soft, we got that Roxy music in socks

Magnets of TNT put everything in it’s place, dust in the wind, blown out atoms of Eve

Commonly complex as x, y & z, it’s a revolution of God, light & death, quantum Steve!

I’m waggin’ my proverbial finger in your direction but I’m lookin’ far past you loaded

Freaks of the natural order of things we’ve named the random sound of fire in the hole

I’ve cast my lines and they were as hard as softer rocks, lured in the lunkers’ I trolled

Saddled up for the season of hunting & fishing preparing for the old man winter soul.

Freaking 208 bones is all you’re gonna get for free, some of the whole bodies are lost

In an abortion or a miscarriage of the Justice which we all know is a ham sand witch

Flyin’ inside the dimensions of Time & Space, with or without one high, third evil eye

Periodic millennia demand a beginning of Space & Time, an ending, high e-god sigh.

Calculating the function of the inequality to species which are the food for carnivores

Mothers and fathers consume themselves until the dissolution of fat and bloody skin

Barbequed over hot flames of a manzanita wood fire, ready for the marshmallow twig

Y’all been singin’ in the rain, lost in Space with no Time outs left, bottoms upto yo’ wig.

Freedom’s concept of Liberty isn’t free of charge, you gotta pay the piper & get pied

Inside of the crust or upon the surface of the thing itself, it is atomic mass, gods’ lied

Everything in a nutshell is the crux of the matter, then & only then it’s comin’ to roost

Birds of a feather flock together as gangs in gangways do what they do, all chicks lose.

Dreams filling in the vacuum of light where Nothing resides forever without chaos’ Id

Being that I am, the One & only First Cause of effects, other-world ‘s throne, back seats

Invisible & omnipotent like an alien in a UFO, no proof in any chocolate pudding pod

Barely one in a million yet at One, already gone like a ghostly head, chimera big teats.

Knuckles bloodied in a bare-fist fight, a spirit lifetime, I couldn’t see my opponent’s face

Yet evidence of pain and suffering from the lethal blows was apparent, leather got laced

Dichotomy or at least a fortunate dilemma prevented my jive ass’ death march to #Hell

Admittance of one & only one stiff, no friends or family allowed, gonna ring s-hell’s bell.

Here’s what I know in a nutshell, it’s empty like a black hole in outer space, at one Void

Now only you know what I know, nobody will believe you if you tell them the Truth too

Enjoy the ride, it wasn’t for me to say what I said but there, I said it again, word up, out

On being here for the constant speed of light, burning star, sunny daze of night, I shout!

BY

r j j stephan, i

c. Dimanche, Janvier XXIXth, MMXXIII Anno Domini #Call911