Gods or alternatives . . . #BluesBrothers @ACDC #Jailbreak #AllInTheNameOfLiberty

 

UNTIL IT’S ALL GONE, GIRL

& . . . your point is . . .

Coming & going to where all of it came from in the 1st place Space

Peer groups and the corpses they’ve left behind, facts in the face

By the time you get to the reading of the words, right here & now

You’ll be too late through no fault of your own, it’s a roll of a die.

Nobody gets out alive, in or out of karma earned above or below I

Ego’s in the middle on a center path, eternity to infinity yet, I, My

Other than me, nothing matters at all, without me there’s no Life

I created it to destroy it, I’m chosen, a free blink & wounded wife.

Fair game when hunting season is hidden from a hunter’s 30:06

Bull’s eyes are the only space to aim, heart blown far over there

Moons up full & a new until Earth moves on, orbits to dark Styx

Then it’s gone girl, it ain’t never comin’ back except a nightmare.

Good or ugly as genetically progenerating exhibition of Speedos

No other way to promulgate the nature of a beast, UFO bush rose

Left off the seeds of extinction with the cause of creation, embed

Deeper acid, surrounded by cytoplasmic jazz, y’all are all dead.

Words are up, high as the leaves on a flower, up in smoke hybrid

Some property to dilate your pupils from invoked smoke, grew It

In ground, mud leftover, stardust from a Big Banger, so I’m told

Time is set in seconds, moving circular jerkin’ hand, NY minute.

Periods in synch with the moon contraption, all egg rotation sin

Extinction is a gender of a species away, eggs vanish, I am all in

No more needs or desires to live beyond Earth with 208 bones

Soul inside and a sole underneath each foot, all concept scones.

Better than a feather floating in the wind, nowhere to land safely

The sanity provides a respite from the heaven on Earth, it’s free

Immerse the awareness in One word, One sound, One syllable ‘E’

Original sins with no place to go, blues’ Blackjack, all dyin’ to be.

Deer in headlights, blinded without knowing death’s afoot, to die

Had a fit, whacked displeasure with reality out of Man’s apple pie

Knowledge and Wisdom fused with TNT & Nitro-Glycerin for Kix

Heaven & Hades, abstracted Reality as an accidental cosmic fix.

Going quick or for the long haul, either way all headed to finish it

Spots between the original & the final transformation are a #Hit

A hundred years down the road of a terrestrial spin, all gone, ye

Hear me, listen closely, lucky to be alive, just die & you’ll all see.

Singing, speaking, whispering & just wishful thinking, words UP

Down isn’t the way to the core’s being, it’s upward to It, the Word

Inside the signal, there’s the meaning to a hidden sensation bird

Tweeting tweets, calling for “X” to save the world in a China cup.

Got the message hidden in a cookie, my fortune is told in a quip

What’ll happen if it all remains as above, so below, stiff upper lip

We may be abandoned in the middle of nowhere, too Big Banger

Forms of Earth’s egos, blind eyes’ black, idiotic, moron splendor.

by

r j j stephan, i

c.  Vendredi, 12-5-2025 Anno Domini @ 222 PMPST

{ Trapped until completed, listenin’ to #BluesBrothers schtick @https://youtu.be/CAaer1qNE2s?si=_TWwIh0GbvChQWWI }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?

#ShesGoneGirl & @MorganWallen #HITS2025

AS LONG AS…THERE’S A LIT,

 NEON MOON, MAMA

Fur is the shaved hair of the animals who lost it to a predator named Man, protagonist wives 
Progenitors do well to tell the proper tales that exhibit the fearless attitude of all boys’ lives 
Feeling like I did something unfortunate that will crush the innocent and wild in sad sacks 
Parents of all or none, it’s a group consciousness that transforms teats into the bare backs.

Being the antagonist is easy as pie, any pie is fine, apple, cherry or peach, pumpkin vegetable 
Even ice cream on top, like Rocky Road marshmallows I digitize in cocoa so hot, yet I babble 
Bringing the comprehension to the incomprehensible for analysis, as UFO’s move as a frisbee 
Parrots repeating in synchronistic accord with the available metadata using metalogic for free.

Reporting UFO sightings but as recalling them, your soul gets stripped of it & it slips the mind 
As if you have any reason to believe what you’ve never seen, tricking your friends hard to find 
To me and to everyone else on Earth, if we fail to breathe in and out, we’re turning to corpse 
Four corners on the dead-end street is a game well-played, a part of the whole shebang force. 

By the skin of my chin, that hair grows for no reason out every pore in everybody, triangular 
I got you in my cross-hair sight, you’re the bull’s eye, I'm bowling in a back alley by a dive bar 
Neon light blinking and moving in Space, both within outside of the atmosphere, it is like this 
Spheres and cubes, tubular maggots flying in the sky above Earth’s dirty business, dead ass.

UFO fleets serving Hu-man in menus, they masticate & defecate scat, stinks to high heaven 
Persuade and convince a rational mind of Truth which no irrational mind could comprehend 
Deductions and inductions from the available data, repeatable & abnormal secrets I can’t tell 
Reportage of secrets may not be believed, incredible truths untold yet I know ;em, cold in hell. 

No light other than a hot fire that burns if you get too close, you cannot believe your third eye 
Heads or tails on the flip, there are no other options, unless Time ceases to move, then you die 
I heard you crying about me, after I was already gone but not before as I loved all your steps 
Reprieve never will come back to me, I snooze, I lose, always like that, every time, never stops.

Prodigal son I was until I got too old to quip about the bovine scat being dished & pushed out 
But the powers that be weren’t so strong any more, ran out of the power, goes around about 
Systems go down when you need them most, you reboot and begin where you left off, lost too 
As above so it is below, not our choice, it’s the nature of the beast, the lonely man S.O.S blue.

Passed for being all too human, alienist so futuristic that everything exploded in an icy tweet 
All people on Earth no religion is one big lie, don’t ask the pope to expose the bishop prick feet 
Whatever comes around'll go around, it’s the way it must be, circular jerks runnin’ all dopey 
Head is on the block, it’ll get chopped by the guillotine and the crown will fall, downtown tea. 

Problems all solved with logic, reason and post-calculus with all geometry & algebra functions 
Trigonometry allows the pens & auto-pencils to record inverse moguls & reverse malfunctions 
Hardly soft, inner place that causes excitement overflow into a maelstrom of tidal flies today 
On the beach that gets longer as the wake rises above & gets ready to wash my ass far away.

Blows of love and the woes that allowed our sadness to get out of our hearts, forget it all slow 
Worry about work & play, fools in ash & dust, sleepin’ on moon rocks, smokin’ cure leaf dap 
Anxious as a man on his first mission to woo the opposite gender who needed an egg tickle rap 
Black, grey to white-out, no mercy for the ungrateful and now money-maker is all you got, so.

Put up a fight, revolution back to the way it used to be, praise your god and the money-maker 
It’s all about the reasons you can repeat as if the spirit might forget if not gone over and over 
Lights on the tail & the head up, sight to see in a hot form, red, white & blue, freedom signals 
Stop, look, listen & grind peace to a halt, out the battles, kill or be killed by dead trip angels.

Up to the hilt maximum, down to the minimum & in between is where I’m gonna try to begin 
Fight or not, in the end all of us die, eagles too, laugh & cry but everybody goes to a mortal rig 
Bones dry, skin to dust with a sanguine liquid, not even a first or last name on a corporal sin
All we know, it’s all mine, reparations & reincarnations disturbed groove, immortal shindig.  

by

 r j j stephan, i

c. Mardi, Freezember the 2nd, MMXXV Anno Domini #PocketFullOfDough
{ Trapped this fish jammin’ to @Everlast #UngrafulLiving CD on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/GGA9SrUca0c?si=HgkfptwnN5EgrjpM }
F I N I S
W.W.A.R.D.?