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NOTHING VENTURED, NOTHING GAINED

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Fiercely competitive musicians & jugglers, Robinhood jokers of a higher throne

Meant to be accidentally on purpose, the free will as it appears has a first cause

La Flaca love here on Earth because it can't be below hot rocks that melt & flow

From tops of volcanoes erupting above & below the sea line, wavelength is lo.

Frequency higher than the tips of the volcanoes above ground, only gods hear it

It’s a buzz or constant low-end screech, only audible to the One who’s gone daft

Asking questions, telling no lies yet hearing the ignorance & maniacal devolution

Of men & women who cheer the descendants of Love between egg & sperm sin.

Although life is meant to be extinct in forms other than a volatile H2 atom split

Denial of things themselves is necessary & sufficient conditional, expectorate It

Not only for the guarding of your own sanity but also for the sake of Earth spins

Wobbling, circling the star in an elliptical magnetic attraction, too human sins.

Sound to the deaf, hard of hearing, sight to the blind, sight challenged, tasteless

Nothing olfactory about the Mind within the brain, survival of It is being fearless

As your mothers who perished at your birth would have said, “God Damn It!”

Do not shoot the messenger, have childbirth yourself, you’ll agree, birth is chit.

Sometimes it’s good, other times it’s bad, all ways are comin’ out of a darkness

From Nazareth to Chicago, Latin words flew thru Time & Space itself, as I digress

Too human, only know what’s Occult to the rest of the universe in just One click

From any latitude & longitude within the confines of Mother Earth, God’s a Dick.

Not a bad thing, not an evil thing, to be the inseminator of inspiration to Rise Up

From the blood and mud underneath all of our bare feet to the Black twixt stars

Fall, Winter, Spring & Summer expressive Life in a petri dish of a million magots

Shooting messengers allows ignorance to masquerade as wisdom’s good robots.

Nobody knows what you know even if you told someone what you do know, see

Nothing can be known because knowledge requires something, a subject to be

In or out of the mind, between sleeping jags on regular 16 hour awake wokeness

For clones and drones need mankind another minute or two, I’m an extinct hiss.

Just sayin’ that because you thought you were the Best Thing since sliced bread

You’re now faced with this reality of being responsible for your own logical head

Free choice if you ain’t inside a totalitarian imagination, austerity most wanted

With blood chains, sweat-labor & pure, sacred Zen saying Nothing, God is dead.

Substance is the Form, real religion is getting right with the Karma, pay the debt

You can’t die & get away without paying back the Cosmos afore your ghost is set

Hades on fire like close to the sunlight’s hunk of burning Hydrogen & Helium hot

Raging until exoneration by annihilation, It’s all you get at Ends, Finis, all’s caput!

Taking comedy seriously, you’re immuned to cartoons and I can’t hear anything

Pity upon innocents who don’t know they’re no more than fodder undertaking

Dominate all your subordinates as it’s a necessary & sufficient condition for gods

But there ain’t no gods, Archie & Edith Bunker, speak easy like old gold hotrods.

Pierce the veil you didn’t even know was there, on the other side it is still all you

Nothing more nor less than everything between void Space, All Black & too Blue

Consciousness’ victims are guiltless creations who had no choice to be alive here

Holding them responsible for the obligations they’ve committed to, my long hair.

Love is important but the lack of it is also required to make room for the illusion

Idiotic morons who get punked by predators, want to do nothing but mortal sin

All flesh wounds that heal in five minutes, while you wait for the blood to clot it

Suckers born every minute, never run out of them, I’ll have scotch on the rocks.

Do you think with logic & reason or merely mock the wise women who bear us

Players play the games allowed by the powers that be, they pay the GD salaries

Hence, conclusions deduced and induced by studs and mares who charge it all

On the bet that we’ll all catch up with being behind, an idiot knows how to fall.

Straight down after the first leap of faith that there’s no pain in annihilation’s fit

Before y’all hit the bottom, you’ve lost consciousness, you’re just a comedy bit

In the tragedy of death & desolation at the final end, lights go dim, candles’ out

Bones of the type you contain within your skin, all 208 of them, twist to shout.

Bull’s scat mucking up the cosmic egg dream within a dream, a dark Poe cracker

Known wisdom is unrepeatable, the song remains the same, just let me be frank

How long it’s been since your birth’s day doesn’t matter at all, you police backer

It’s ruthless as Babe Ruth was, to hit the ball, pitch the ball, smoke the ball dank.

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r j j stephan, i

c. Samedhi, 3-29-2025 Anno Domini at 911 AMPST

{ #Florence Blasted out the Void, while ingesting @TheFront @Woody_Allen link @ https://youtu.be/J24PpAukhMM?si=8h7PS7Zmlglccycy }

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@SalvidorDali

FALLING IN LINE, FOLLOW ME DOWN

Movin way too fast on the first date, I don’t know you yet you act like I’m your lead to sing

It’s not like the way you think just because you think it, ‘cause it takes two to tango, honey

You don’t know something, it’s not for me to be the one who divulges a holy life’s meaning

Pimps and professors persuade with magic potions, drugs of mind & a healthy hard body.

Knights spending nights with princesses who either did or would‘ve turned me in for reward

I ain’t sayin’ what they missed but it’s not insane to guess taxes would’ve exceeded 100 G’s

Big Time lost & forgotten by all who knew & there was only that one, one who had the chord

Major, minor, seventh or diminished combinations of A through G, sharp & flat as a board.

Flowin’ through the riverbed with the liquid gas H2O that can’t hide from the mud or blood

From the snow-capped mountains & torrential rain to cacti of continental deserts of food

Turned all of the lead into gold an the gods came back to collect the debt of our ancestors

We had nothing to do with the owing gold to who they called the gods, a hot demon roars.

Every single thing named or not, recalled or forgotten without any trace, it is all there is, It

Rocks to liquid star gas, cooling down millennia to millennia due to planetary atrophy chit

From over here to over there, it’s a subject-object predication on a road to all the unknown

Jelly roll for all, cappuccino too, philosopher stone’s glowing red as a ruby, power up moan.

Bonding for the separation comin’ too soon, before anybody’s ready, it’s here right now too

Always will be since it always was, immortal as a concept is all there is to analyze, no fool

I am not one nor is anyone I’ve ever met, they’ve all been trying their best engine drone pi

3.14 for the value of all quartered pieces, right angled 90 degrees for each of the four, Fly!

Prime love is disappointed by the blind among us, some don’t know their sight is unseen

Ignorance is bliss for them but still they cause hurt & pain for the innocent who have been

At one with the whole world before the hole was punctured by the atomic split of the sun

Aliens are you, aliens are we all, deserve nothing, granted nothing, used God, young son.

Heads up each of our arses, everything is broken as it was the day of the Big Bang, all broke

Symptoms of the demise of the life of Earth, life of all animated conglomerates of a choke

Bubbles blown gas until you look too long, then it bursts just like every other bubble of air

Matter & energy in perpetual linear motion from nothing to something, back to nothing fair.

In the handouts you can’t find any charity, it ain’t there ‘cause it’s an evil hook for innocents

Pretending pretenders fill the Void up with the fodder that looks like naked apes’ mortal sin

From a garden where seeds grew chit out of nowhere, not to eat or move bowel or bladder

Just think, cause & effect, things die all around you, you’re gonna die too, hook & ladder.

Fireman to climb up the side of the building only to let go & fall to Earth, just like Adam did it

Difference was stairway to heaven and the ladder up the side of burning bunch of glass chit

Holding ground, back down, you do what it takes to make survival tonight worth the blows

Gotta woop a man’s arse sometime, helps nobody but Jack Daniels punches a drunk nose.

Fun to turn my head & get snuck up on from behind so I tune my skills into controlled rage

Superman without the Kryptonite is excessively super, better than a fool on a hill, as a sage

Saying nothing about anything other than koans of non-sequitur wisdom with a little squirt

Last night and tomorrow night may or may not be exactly alike, trip is now, tonight I am Dirt.

Got what it takes to cause the effects known and unknown to the instigator of the action

Dead and gone, here and now or used to be now & then but now lighting the dark way in

To be or not to be the spirit nobody sees, hears, tastes, smells, touches, like they’re gone

Never comin’ back to be as it used to be, no worry, nothing don’t care about God’s moan.

Fire’s flames started goin’ out with the starlight comin’ out, millions of dots everywhere

All of the people who have gone higher than man was meant to go, they all know what’s up

Harps playin’ like I’m in a casket or urn of day’s bones & spilled blood of an unsaved knave

Body ain’t alive any longer to kiss with hot lips & a sweet tongue, I need all doubts I have.

By the time Space outside of Earth is defined as Nirvana, I’ll already have been there years

The shining sun above is what we’re going to return to, fluid plasma without a purpose to be

Playin’ with the rules of the players who never won it all and retired from the one last bet too

Heartbeats pump when relaxed, music sweet, slow dancin’ & still it’s one at a time for you.

On the boulevard down the street or uptown on the promenade avenue, it’s all for One

No need for everyone who is born, lives & dies on Earth to know the Truth about cruisin’

Known before the wheels were my own, beautiful father in heaven, granted my wishin’

Took on the firstborn, secondborn, third, fourth, the fifth & the sixth Godspell retro spin.

Games in consecutive, chronological, alphabetical order, all things large and small all in

Applied physics to a theoretical categorical imperative just for shitz & giggles, mortal sin

You may not like the Truth, but I subject this object for predication all for your edification

Princes and their princesses go home after the dance, years later, tiny kids shootin’ a gun.

It’s all about getting’ tore up and jacked up so you can’t remember the next day, it’s gone

Liberty from the shackles that bound you to the ground you still stand on, you’re all alone

Forgiven for causing negative outcomes, deep fakes become accustomed to being reality

Nothing wrong as far as blind men can see, it’s underneath skin of black & white mentality.

Conclusive proof that regardless of our intent, the universe causes all the yin & yang soil

Seeds planted in it for gestation, H2O, vitamins embedded, sons of mankind being loyal

Putting others wants and needs at the top of the list of commands, ten carved into stone

Never forgotten & not begotten spirit in or out of utero, recall what’s in skin & white bone.

You seem to see & hear the good, bad & uglier than me, more importantly you’ll die too

Nothing to worry about once you get to the inner sanctum where the yolk resides in blue

Carrying the code in my head so it can’t be copied off of paper & penwork, genius is loco

Again and again, ad infinitum the mass’ force above & below cancels the order of blow.

Tearing up the original work, beginning from scratch, cheating or waxing honestly on me

Freaks believe blindly sacrificing animals, plants and minerals of the Earth on chord C

Alone, no fear there, no boogieman scared cats, tiger or lion, leopard or panther of pink

Tasking a lucky one with living with me happily ever after, nothing like the sensitive kind!

Like it used to be before you were born, it’s gonna be that way when you’re long gone too

From the edge of the cliff, everything appears so final because that’s exactly what it is, It

Harmony hiccupped the extra carbon dated artifact of gold hills above the valley too high

Degrees too high for a doctor to diagnose & offer prognosis for the ignorant’s gnosis tie.

Gordian knot too complete to originate anything outside of this one universe, this Earth

We are all there is, UFO’s a figment of the active imaginations of minds self-dosed birth

To be or not to be is really not the question at all, that’s poppycock fodder for you and I

Ready & get set to go, get on your mark, wait for it, justice is a ham sandwich in the sky.

Introducing the blank mind of a child to black & white TV, then schooled K-16 everybody

You, you & you, all of y’all from the beginning if you’re not born retarded by lass & laddy

A thing is itself is yet, unsubstantially nothing more than dead air, opened can of worms

Mothers and father mated for this reason, to fill the coffins with the maggots & germs.

Prime time between spins of Earth is every single microsecond, no time to waste at all

In one ear & out of the other as it goes, on & on ad infinitum until a bitter end hot mess

Y’all probably won’t think about it until the time comes & presents Truth in naked form

Brothers in charge of big sisters who are really in charge of Time’s Space worm-sperm.

Hard day & hard night ahead, it repeats until the last spin, sound goes dead as the Zen

Eyes are not available without light, no focus without Darkness’ magic spells, “amen”

Words rhyming without logic or reason, memorized verbatim & causing a magical tear

In a retroactive fabric of Time’s illusory, momentary succession recollect surreality fear.

Everything is broken, it’s always been that way since the Big Bang, it’s hysterical history

All living things from bacteria to the atoms of solar flairs conjunction above and below

Just because a few who were so pretty, snap-trapped the DNA between two soft thighs

Then it was a game of he said, she said, I did it, it’s 32-genes of me, all 100 years of lies.

Bounce back like a rubber ball against a brick wall, catch and throw ad infinitum nonstop

Darker still, the score is tied at zero, no time left on the clock, foul shots to win the flop

Why they flop, to get free throws for nothing more than misjudged referee decision tint

On truthful instant replay, it usually appears that movement deceives LIVE, replay’s hint.

I’ve been everywhere all of you have been & I’m going to where y’all are headed, to bed

To sleep forever after without a blink, no showers, no sink, nothing to comfort the head

Blink 182 times and you’re into REM sleep, dreaming a little dream of the comfort thing

God to be good to the creatures made out of nothing, inferiority of the king of the Ring.

by

r j j stephan, i

c. Jeudi, 3-27-2025 AD @ 555 PMPST (1755 hours)

{ Kicked this out the BeeBop while jammin’ to the @Ramones #BleitzkriegBop link @ https://youtu.be/8nYXTsbwsxA?si=cl3Arx6zwKM_PF5m 

https://youtu.be/4Zu1YIukylw?si=KlyM-0J75uVHKm5_

ANYBODY SEEN RICHIE?  EH?   

Sex & Candy?  @MarcisPlayground link @

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#SPANK #ROCK #STEVEmillerBAND concert @SouthParkMockery @SnowWhite @SmpwBlack #GTFOOH #KingOfTheHill @YoBobby

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BET OF A BILLION

Gifted minds cannot be accepted, there’re strings attached to every free admission in Time

All that Space is expensive whether at war or in blissful peace, not everyone’s on the Dime

Taxes on the blood, sweat, tears, hard or soft labor, even fake intellectual property exempt

Souls are on fire at first conception with flame burning until the shock of a pearly gate pimp.

Home, the last free base of the diamond, begins & ends at the 5-sided base for strikes & balls

What pitchers throw toward & catchers return back from a plate for rules around homeruns

Bottom of the 9th inning, you’re the home team losing by 3 runs to nothing, played a shutout

Top of the 9th inning there was a low probability of winning it all with 2 outs and a 3-2 count.

Work for your money, hard labor for the golden calf cache, it ain’t no lullaby for the tiny baby

All woke up and keepin’ your mouth shut tight so not a drop of spit leaks from your memory

Fabulous and fantastic as the nouns and pronouns reduce verbs’ adverbs to articles’ objects

It’s easy to tell jokes if you can figure out what about your life is funny to the King’s subjects.

There’s a traffic jam between your ears, understanding & ignorance fill the knickers of fools

As above it is so below it must be, there’s no doubt about that once you begin to break rules

Never caught by the traps, every alibi in the repertoire is in my Modus Operandi of high DNA

Justification for nothing but the torture & murder of saviors and holy women who carry RNA.

Pieces of the whole thing are all in the box like a puzzle just waiting to be solved, a wakeup all

Mirrors busted into a number of bits by the thugs and their gravitational collapse, Adam’s Fall

Not the fault of the created that they malfunction & override the divine program, too human

But it’s better than nothing at all in the Milky Way, highways & byway of boogie woogie, man.

Peers not born yet although the knowledge of wise men has been located in a holy dark room

Dig woman, kings of rock & roll let it go inside of one ear & out the other, it does what it does

Spun the yarn into the warm sweaters that come in handy rollin’ across the Cosmos’ holy dust

It’s never going to be the same as it was before you were conceived, historically phuqin’ rust.

As it can be a big fuss that causes battles & wars, remain calm, in defensive mode as a caution

Rational dissection of irrational arguments justifies your soul but you’re the scape goat of Sin

All y’all’s minds are incapable of full blood self-realization, cannot see both above & below, no

Riding high as it should be, pretending to know it all, realizing that it’s all a goddess’ backflow.

Knowing what it’s all about to justify your actions, never evil to live life one day at a time out

Functions of the miscalculations bring clear light to shine on the systems of the way on down

Hearing songs, melodies familiar and the odes of words-up repeat ad infinitum, twist & shout

At the bar or at the drive-in in my car, the alcohol will change a Mind’s focus into mush bone.

Into one ear and out of the other, the rhythm & blues fool the happiness that remain unsold

Uptight just like the olden days when the ethics and morality ranked #1 law and order mold

LaMark and Darwin changed the minds in the dickheads who used no mental floss to lose it

Claiming unknown, absent ghosts created atoms out of the Void, y’all here to fuss ‘bout chit.

Monkeys before and after the zoo opened its cages, don’t try to lay no boogie woogie down

On the king of rock & roll, as it was above when the gods fell deep into holy corn pone crown

Sake ranks high, for the sake of justification of our souls, it’s a mortal planning immortality

For the love of God, divine so human it appears to be forever, it’s all just a God damn pity.

Hilarious and so furious that you can’t handle that form of the Truth, it’s Chitown to Soho

Back way down to the back streets of Watts, heard & saw it all, nothing left to the backflow

Party is all over, it will repeat ad infinitum without choice or free will of a lord, god or girls

All of the above for the sake of Men who survived birth-in-place of monsters and fool swirls.

Bent as you can get in Jersey & a Big Apple, nowhere is better than the bitter end of a dream

Cheeseheads and Brewmeisters from the greatest of lakes, Michigan around the Indiana team

Left of the Far Right mated & generated an anomaly of centered oneness, Zen ghetto for us all

Nobody gets out alive with skin & bones you’ve inherited from a random climax of a Hell Fall.

God’s dams full of the H2O polluted by the meteorites that arrive on fire in a million degrees

From above the top of the bottom of North & South poles, seriously folks & apes in the trees

One leaves two, three, four ad infinitum to the unknown “X” quantifies its essence of a Stank

Free of molecular structure, subatomic charm & love mode, my daughters, I am bein’ Frank.

Invoice remains zero, guaranteed Man will be necessary to woman, need hunks of burnt love

Where it counts down deep in the hole of glory to the cosmos, hormonal growth from above

It always goes away sooner or later, nothing is forever, nothing is everything tasting too bitter

Laughing and crying won’t assist the feeling of abandonment & succeeding at survival of her.

Mother yours and my own, virgins some, others not even close, mated in volume, as apes do

Check out the mating behavior of the naked apes & the fully draped in bare-skin of dead does

Up and Adam, it’s necessary to be awakened by your father early in the dawn’s light, It’s fuzz

Forgotten daily upon an hour of cold H2O goin’ in & out of me host, I am what it is, the abuzz.

I kid you now, in knots the Truth rears its beautiful head above the court, field, ice or grid

Puns for fun not being mean & nasty, just hilariously abject terror that Life means no shad

Fishing in old sea, old men or young girls hit right bait & get it on with marlin and sea bass

Pushing it until dusk begins descending on the moonlit ripples, I’m drinkin’ Ripple, God has.

Timing is everything, before and after the present, this presence remains static as Yogi bear

Ol’ Jack’s beans buried, seeds growin’ plants for spontaneous, erupting DNA, outta nowhere

Uno egg first, then all chickens came from that One thing, First Cause Rise out muck & mire

Nested high or low, eggs proceed to die or survive the shock and awe of consciousness’ sire.

Been high and been low, above and below the Earth’s atmosphere & core, miles away to Mars

L.A. to Chicago, New York to Miami, hitched mi amigas & amigos, saved in San Francisco bars

Hair down to here & I dreamed about being way over there, but the vision wasn’t in the cards

Miracles come every day the moment your eyes open from the sleep you’ve copped as a bard.

Mamas & papas been all around the block & the whole world is in their pockets, then they die

Of nothing more than the heart stops pounding the blood to the toes & skull, brain’s too high

Or something like another animal gets mad or hungry and annihilates your head & face to eat

Raw drippin’ blood or BBQ’d in hot flames of the campfire, microwave less chants to the sky.

Trippin’ mind watchin’ effects from the unknown causes preceding your arrested attention

How many times in Space will the Unknown present itself before cosmic astral annihilation

Babies die before & right in the middle of the afterbirth from child to elder, lucky to be at all

Only you know like I know the ultimate reason for being alive in middle Earth, have a bawl.

On tour at home around Earth’s critical mass of Antarctica, Eurasia, dos Americas, Africa fit

Australia is all #DownUnder but y’all know that Hell ain’t a bad place to be with an ACDC exit

Always meaning before the Big Bang & in between It & the gravitational collapse of outdoors

Morphing into One invulnerable piece of software, all too human twixt peace and holy wars.

My father loved the Bishop Sheen radio show on the AM side of the Marconi box, praise lord

In pre-Socratic times in Greece, there were no popes on the planet, no saints or saviors chord

Aristotle and Plato contemplated the master & the pre-Socratic few who left fragments of It

Dawn and dusk not only the experience of the sitting ducks but also life’s day and half night.

Hole in the world to the human who learned to see Nothing & overlook something obvious

Plain as day, sunlight blazing onto it shining on the thing itself to reflect the image to all of us

Colors in black and white, then infrared to ultraviolet, yellow to chartreuse to golden green

Pricks of pins in the tomato shaped pin-cushion produce a false sense of a happy preteen.

Panic involved if and only if you don’t know that you’re able to escape the moment any tie.

When there’s no exit even if you demand to be released from the real or imaginary bondage

Harm comes to none who can’t be harmed, harmless to the innocent who stop on a dime

Bet a billion dollars, Darwin & LaMark, Aristotle & Budda to Krishna, all are One supersage.

by

r j j stephan, i

c. Dimanche, March 23rd 2025 AD @ 111 PMPST

{ Crushed while listenin’ to #NoExit on youTube at link https://youtu.be/6u9NJrk97JY?si=kEzK14a160pfVu_p by @JeanPaulSartre dead in hell with existential angst in harmony with our existence preceding all too human essence. }

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