There’s no light at ends of the tunnel, been there, done that On land & sea with or without blind Brandon & Popeye’s sails I know what you’ve got & what that is, you have freedom too Liberty to either elevate or subjugate your soul’s experience. Far, far away from this Time in Space, fast asleep in my bed Edge of the Twilight Zone between Cielo & Hades, it’s dark Closed eyes in a lightless closet, picture of an invisible jerk Yet such a great asset to wield when you’re hollow & naked. Freedom to choose to keep history as fictional as it all was Truth about what actually happened & why is a moot point All that matters is you’re licensed & permitted to roll a joint Met my match under an apple tree or inside a Bradley tank. Summer school & crushes of teenagers in the park at night Pony league, Colt league & then I was out, my bad, no fight No influence on me due to lack of talent to be an ebb & flow It was a question alright, alright, alright, apple tree’s a nono. Stole my heart when my soul was preoccupied on your form The good thing’s a bad thing, one & the same thing, a worm Skynyrd’s spoons to help hold down the prey for knife cuts Innards are what life’s all about, it makes drivers all putts. Pod of killer whales hungry for a small morsel of bones go Around in circles getting ready to execute the final sentence Tearing you apart for the young and the old, you’ll lose sense Of your place in the universe crunched & digested like cocoa. Ran into the brick wall and from there on out we have no pain Nothing but the open road ahead of us, Mack Truck’s 45’ trailer All up and down the turnpikes and tollways, no more freeways You and yours pay the price, all back in jive penitentiary bays. Keeping the good and the bad away from the ugly hand I got dealt The open society confinement to the blind faith obedient quarry Of being the hunter of Man’s souls, nothing’s more rewarding, I see Talking and thinking of mighty future shock, touched below the belt.
Did y’ all see the ghost inside of the machine? It’s really not a ghost! It’s a chimera memory of what used to be, like smoke before it’s gone Pumping more future shock into the whole world should cause atrophy Nobody’ll have a thing left post supernova, right on dog darkness’ sea!
by r j j stephan, i c. Saturday, 6-10-2023 A.D. @ 606 PMPST
{ Jacked this out of the universe while jammin’ to @FrankZappa #WonderfulWino on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/D3z2cDKCdkY & @GRATEFULDEAD #SHAKEDOWNstreet LIVE @CornellUniversity Ithaca, NY May 7, 1980 link @ https://youtu.be/G2U2v_KjzhQ } F I N I S
I’m in the park, on the court, infield, green, deep black hole, it’s a greyhound bus Forming the Singularity of Matter which has no word in language & no esprezzo Not only because nobody has ever known the answer nor will anyone ever know But also, because the One you claim to know or to be Unknown is an evil genius.
Of the responsibility for this planet’s survival among prison inmates, uncivilized Kids screaming about a mental problem, out of unmedicated control, pills, shots Makin’ out in the back seat of my father’s Chevy, Ford & Dodge ‘til I got Pontiac Firebird with my T-tops stolen by the bad guys out of a parking lot, I trust robots.
Infinity the concept that is out of our hands yet the nothingburger needs relish Double-double, animal-styles from whatever goes out the drive-thru windows If you don’t get what you wanted, there’s no need to fear, underdog is here Long or short, it’s just a line from point to point, it is but it ain’t, it’s all in One.
Hearts and souls missing from the equation, it’s probably a function of Shazam Yeah, you know what I mean, you did your homework & got A’s on a final exam Hills of beans in a can of universal gas, you can’t make this up out of nowhere Wild birds in the nest, chirping life before jumpin’ out into a wild blue yonder.
First through the last breath, it’s always in and out, nobody can hold it in long Once it’s over though, you can’t even get artificial respiration to help, it’s caput All over except the burial or incineration of Remains, no soul leftovers though Stone made to guard the ground above your hole in the ground, it says, RIP!
Faked the old news just like the newer old stuff we used to all trash Now it’s all the best thing since sliced bread, even steven, gotta dash Out of the room, out of the yard into the ecstatic part of the dream Gonna wake up in a second or two, takin’ a little longer moon beam. O Gods of the wars that broke windows and smashed down doors, unite In the end, it’s all gonna whimper opposite of the Big Bang, we’ll fight For the right to party because that’s all there will be left, no more work To be as uncivilized as a first man in paradise, creator had to be a dork.
It’s never easy, shouldn’t be & never will be, that’s just the way it is Not my choice, I’m just the messenger, to shoot me is to be a GD clown Maybe that’s what you are, then go ahead, if not, put the gun back down You’re fired! Fired upon you you’ve bled out, graduate, tip a cap & gown.
by r j j stephan, I
c. Vendredi, June 9th 2023 A.D. @ 333 PMPST { Jacked out of the world while jammin’ to #UnchainedMelody @RighteousBrothers link @ https://youtu.be/qiiyq2xrSI0 }
DRUMS KEEPIN’ THE BEAT OF A USED KEYBOARD, BASS,
RHYTHM & LEAD
A filibuster of the southland by the islands of paradise, over & out of my invisible mind It’s the inherited DNA without blame or credit for the recombination of what I did find Inside the closet right on the only hanger there was up there hangin’, a blue-collar shirt Didn’t need more than one, son, it was the acid trip, end with a bang, last call, a finale.
Sweatshirt I’d never wear of red, white & blue, colors of the Red Horde Catholic Indian Neither white nor red skinned, just burnt to a crisp, every year, all summers of a Sign Signal to caution or tell you to go or stop at the whim of a computer arrhythmical, one Zero to finite infinity, it’s all the same as it’s always been, unknown is all or nothing.
Fear of the absence of atomic noise, only vibrations of the good & evil queen’s slave Beachboy sand and surfboards on the beach waitin’ for high tide, low tide, tidal wave Just because you talk about the things themselves doesn’t mean that you know them It means you use words to signify the unknown nature of beasts’ origin, viral charm.
Black hole in my imagination of event horizon where my Singularity flows as a river God and the sons’ daughters of the infinite existence of Time and Space blow livers Relativity of the conceptual analysis allows your body & mind to live forever in Time As if all of the philosophers and scientists missed the important Oneness riff, la Heim.
Time warped a minute ago, if you didn’t feel that infinite grab of your soul, forget it You can’t begin to appreciate the things your eyes and ears conceive as reality’s chit Becoming adult from infantile children we’ve been programmed to be, K to twelve E=mC2 in the state of physics you’ve been programmed to receive, an infinite self.
Idiots of the divine nature, stooges and morons who eat, defecate & dream of gods To save them from the death of life, to save the reality of being happy lassies & lads Studs used to be students before they participated in the species multiplication job Lasted a minute, never mattered at all, nothing matters, matter’s nothing but a blob.
I love you know who, before I knew the Heisenberg principle, even then as I lie to die Inside of the apocalypse is the answer to the mystery of the reason why the cosmos is Here now, in the past & into the future, my game is my creation, made up the rule fizz You don’t get any of this, you can’t grasp infinity, it’s impossible, man came from jizz!
by r j j stephan, i
c. Jeudi, June 8th 2023 AD @ 1111 PMPST { #MilkyWayGalaxy on the way to #BurnoutAtoms @BluesRawkFavs @ https://youtu.be/Qk3wkVw8FME } F I N I S
You’ll never, e’er hear me saying anything out louder than this, it’s NOYB & I’m being quite highly polite You and I have burned the final bridge over the canyon’s void, there is no longer any reason for a church To say one word or read a sentence or a book is without a value, in the end, essentially you soul search For the other one you’ve been missin’ since you got laid as every teen should prior to being pure light.
Philosophy 101 or a 400 series graduate course of the living & dying monkey devolution survival groove Every word expresses the nature of Thought, thinking of ideas using linguistic certainty, Nothing to prove Money in computer digits or gold, silver or certificated paper back-up to the US currency, One holy ingot Nobody will know since no crime can be surmised, although the evidence is circumstantial, to be or not.
Water drying up fast, looking for water on another planet, any vapor of oxygen and hydrogen & a wife No underground water on other planets yet there’s ICE just like there’s spent star dirt from a big bang Somebody found out that the souls have slowed down comin’ down here to Earth, a population bong Smoked it up in the persuasive program of DNA to avoid child rearing from teenage years to half a life.
Mirrors are for the reflection, but the light is required, it’s insufficient to have a little, it’s a shame sin You & I won’t even want to cease to be when it’s our time to blow, we’ll wanna survive the tribal scree My green lantern was bright even though I picked it a day earlier than I intended, lightening got to me There’s a taxicab that’s rollin’ up and down the streets of the city, all law enforcement are my own kin.
It will take you from the dregs at the bottom of the foundation to the upper stratosphere of our Fear In no ridiculous way, the only way to go is down or up, not forward or backward, none of it is my fault Maybe it was my greatest grandmother & greatest grandfather who I will never know even existed at all Out of my control to behave as if under a drug induced coma, experts say I’m their signal to make it fall.
Civilization of eagles written on holy, dark cave walls when they got lit with sparks of fire, devil’s afraid That Truth will be known by the ignorant & the wise, descended from the Big Bang of God’s cosmic fade Guitars four, six and twelve string in one form or another, got picked or just plucked a whole idiot psyche Practice the same buzz licks over again until you don’t need to think about Scat I’m croonin’ at the mic.
Shields diverted the rounds of lead balls & silver bullets, through my heart and soul, I disappeared, ghost All that I was didn’t matter a lick, understood or not, rigor mortis wins & ends the finale, all about a host Froze ice-H2O mutation of the starfire closest to our fingers, toes & God’s psychic effect, singularity afoot Conception from gametes, love or the natural thrust of species’ Will to Survive at all costs, drunk on loot.
Why you dropped your holy thing into my casket where nobody ever lied within but the shell of my ball Of course, I was that unidentified flying object, under the radar from seven to seventy, then it’s all hush Buzzin’ & swiggin’ cold ones, a wreckin’ ball crew getting’ blown away into a safe corner, needed a push Golden geese from games of the princess’ paupers, unloaded lead weight, obedient angels, lied to y’all.
Hooked betwen the fish and the mud in the swamp, my lure isn’t attracting poor hookers suckin’ on head Pushed around from dusk until dawn, in a dream state that cannot be moved from the dribbling of idiots Balls thrown, snowballs right through picture windows, quarter inch thick of shattered, glass blood clots Pink or ultra-violet blue, infrared or deep purple, between the yellow, orange, green & sour graffiti dead.
Nobody that’s a male will take it like a man, all men conceived half woman, it’s an XX & an XY equal From nothing at all to giving a hoot about, everything you can imagine, breathing in & out, until y’all fall Downloaded the immaculate conceptions, it’s all water under the bridge, there’s nothing more to say, so It’s all about hell above the center, middle of nowhere without anything subatomic, throw a naked blow.
Harder than a soft cushion I need on hand & foot as you drift into the dream realm of sleep, woke deep State of being or not being, dead or alive, multiplication of the acid divide, nuclear TNT Einstein to keep Watch & see, light moves fast as supersonic sound, mystic invitation to trip a nervous, bad, psychic break Down so far, there’s nowhere else to go, for an inappropriate giggle, hind teat to rattle, I roll & you shake.
Jelly beans, jelly donuts, jelly & peanut butter, I want it all, chocolate milk in a wax carton, #Kills us all On this frequency’s wavelength, to cause the causes that caused the very First Cause that couldn’t be Light is out, Time ends it all over Space, compared to zero on a time line, Nothing is nugatory rhythms Pencil-necks or egg-heads, all bumps on a log near leaping frogs that taste like chicken winged spasms.
Mom & dad were absolutely right, if you’re alive at any point between the dawn & dusk, then it’s a door Up into the doors and shutters of perception, senses heard, seen, smelled & tasted of the pimpled whore In darkness everything’s OK but when you shed light upon the scenic physical world, boom there it is, sir Bums ne’er do well junkies who want & get the life and death everyone gets on Earth, Liberty ain’t free.
What freedom is cannot be expressed in mere words but you will know what it is if you lose it, even a bit Restriction of your Will to be or not to be is affected by the cause and effects of your ecstatic misery skit Play off stage, playin’ the fool, gorging midnight snacks, gold rings' man-woman, Ding-Dong, y’all rang Skin-So-Soft aware of the sweet/sour, hard candy swing of delight, Yin Yang of the whole G.D. shebang.
Confused subjects and objects predicated upon the facts of life that cannot be written nor said by word It’s the nature of beasts in the field of foul and fair balls between the lines from home to bleacher wood Cheering or booing for the home team’s prowess or failure to compete with the good sport, evil #Oppo Game’s got rules, start to finish, win, lose or draw, play ball in a field of dreams & now, we all woke, Bro!
--------------this NEVER ends-------------- -------------------------------------------------- by r j j stephan, i c. Jeudi, June 8th, 2023 MMXXIII Anno Domini @ 111 PMPST
