#ricoSacto

Monday, January 12, 2026

#WaitingOnASunnyDay @Springsteen WHERE THE SUN DOESN'T SHINE #SonOfAGun #PistolaWhipolito #Skynyrd #ZZTop #RIP @DILBERT

RIP  @DILBERT
 { Scott_Adams }

1 MORE CHANCE, ON 1-11
TIE back PULITZER HANDS OF TIME
Which pain in the rear are you referring to?  Me?   You jumped the shark, enjoy the hot ride
There’s a low-grade hill ahead and after that last climb, you’ll have to return to the ice glide
Mama and papa had no idea that the love they made created this globule of temptation’s fit
To be or not to be inside the beautiful as it should be, it’s always that way, no eating, no s#it!

Bits and pieces of the honey emitted from the bee’s hive, stung repaid for the pain, rejoice it!
Leaving Earth now, takin’ off 8 miles high with no gravity, it ain’t holdin’ me down in the pit
I have a hall pass, I move about from here to there without restriction, I can’t sleep as a shill
Back and forth with the hands of Time, this Space between my ear’s aches but it’s so grateful.

Bottoms up for my father & mother had the trick down pat, was easy as pie to make me crack
Great tricks made from ’51, here & now, stopped Time, on my Watch, I’ll pour the Jack Black
Slammin’ Tennessee whiskey down the gullet as if there was no tomorrow, it’s a super roast
Where’s my other half? She was right here a minute ago, she’s gone but left me a holy ghost.

Grim as tomorrow will be when I can’t wake up or start all over, a twilight zone of one godson
Follow the bouncing balls, it’s a rhythm and rhyme that moves the tiny baby’s ghost, can’t run
Bringing every atom you’ve gleaned since your conception, protons & neutrons, now go play
Excited electrons shocking the ghost’s soul into a death spiral into the Singularity’s star array.

Watch behind your blind spot, it’s right there & it will be the last thing on your mind, as above
It is that way below the full universal particulars & it’s the same way above the fray, in a dove
Flight from rest to the hilt of the four-leaf clovers, everywhere Earth’s dirt sets, it’s luck of Irish
Spring soap or whiskey from a green isle, turned me into all that I am, head of a snake & fish.

Here’s the real & unreal mixed up into a ball of confusion, living eternally in species extinction
My enemies and friends merge into the gravitational collapse, it makes no sense, All skin is sin
You kiddin’ us? We’re surviving for nothing? Heaven above or hell below? You idiot savants!
One last try, I gasp, a final pull of air, hold it in as if underwater, eyes wide open, it’s nonsense.

You’re alive then you’re dead, can’t sleep at night thinkin’ that this is all there is for all of us
All the holy folks, men & women full of blind faith to fix their fear of death & dying for a sign
Bleeding out five pints of bloody rivers inside the capillaries & burst aorta, lights die, he sighs
Creeping and crawling to stay out of sight, forgot about being invisible to all too human eyes.

Spirit is more than what’s in the bottles of mash and hops, shooting stars, dying blown lights
Time and Space made this here, right now it’s animated but it will be gratefully dead & gone
In a New York Minute or a flash in the pan, it’s frying and cooking the hard to be skin-so-soft
Avon lady moved the bath water in circles to spread the skin slicker from head to toe’s bone.

Don’t drink and eat constantly or you’ll be a lard-arse full of refused electrons, all fast times
Bottles & relief pitchers carrying the water for you, we can’t drink in polluted springs & ponds
On this middle path, you can see on the right & the left, they’re all dying like flies on the grid
Know nothing, prove nothing, see everything as a mystery solved, now you know, I’m The Kid.

Watch Time pass in Space, me & you blown away by the passage of momentous occasions
Which require us to be but never not to be at one with the second of birth and death sins
Mothers and fathers cannot determine the gender of the offspring but it’s not a big deal
What is more important than survival of the most fit? Nothing at all and now let’s get real.

Spirits dank & drunk up the sober & solid men who feared Death, fearless exposure to Ends
Rocks roll soft after obliteration, dust in the wind for the purpose of discussion’s self-defense
Every holy man and holy woman I’ve never met will also die like the evil, we’re all too human
Effects are happening constantly, they have a perennial creator, It precedes mom’s existence.

As above when astronauts have flown too high to be connected to the historical culture of us
So below we follow that precedence, a vacuum of atomless anti-matter quarks on a magic bus
Mills of a substance which precedes Existence itself are full of the cannoli filling, divine munch
Last gasp before you deny that everything is Nothing, I told you so, chocolate drippin’ punks.

Era before the future is right this moment, history happening without being recognized as Life
It’s all aliens from another galaxy search for while traveling Time & Space as we know it, strife
No need to eat the living things that die when we kill them, above the ground, Godson all US
One form of life isn’t well connected to a work of art machine, origin to extinction, Divine bus.

I built my orphaned form from a scratch, gleaned the gods’ good, bad & naturally ugly brood
Nothing is out of the content, atoms and anti-matter finalize the argument, deduce, conclude
Why speak to be understood when nobody cares what you say, a thing to make my heart sing
Truth, Justice & the original sin’s way, commandments to behave & reciprocate the kind thing.

Never say never but I do all the time, then it’s the time for the proper response, it’s all Never
Forever remembered what can’t be forgotten, heroes that saves the Life we enjoy, god is dead
All above & below y’all work the Yin & Yang into a froth, a tizzy to be dealt a final, losing hand
A blow, take It or not, you’ll feel It when It comes, kiss my data points, bloody all, too human.

by
r j j stephan, i
c. LUNDI, Janvier XIIth MMXXVI Anno Domini @ 111 PMPST

{ Kicked out this scat flambe of critical thinking and pretzel logic in a few hours this AM since I didn’t complete my mission yesterday, need & want remain one & the same, JUMP!  Jammed to @John_Mellencamp LIVE ON YOU #MTVunplugged on youTube link @https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iupFC0WAvHs }

F I N I S
W.W.A.R.D.?

No comments:

Post a Comment

YOUR 2 cents...if you don't mind? ;-)