#HeadKnockers #DogGod #DotHeadExclamation #DogfatherEntropy

GODS OF THE UNIVERSE FAILED TO PLAY REVERSE

Hair of a toy dog made the hair on the back of my neck stand up at attention

No way to lie about the feeling, either as old as ice or as hot as lava-molten

Left without a choice, you & I get what we’ve got, it’s all out in the wide open

Realization of the consciousness inside of you & its mortality is a reality spin.

Willing to spend the time rollin’ around the sun with someone else’s thin skin

Upward and outward until you can’t be seen by telescope or cosmic radiation

Ultraviolet to infrared, visible and invisible yet representative of the Big Bang

It happened before our Time, deduced via logic & reason, words Plato sang.

So many things to roll around in the mind trying to let the wheels drive you nuts

To be heavy for 18 hours every day, sometimes 24, in harmony or in solo ruts

Losers and winners all do what they can to finish first, falling short is attitude

To lose is unacceptable and to fail at winning is unacceptable, hence no good.

By the time y’all and I get to the final resting place, mummies or dust, it’ll dawn

As above, so below we’ll recognize the facts of life our father in heaven let down

Life is transitory here and now, nobody knows what the hell is following the finale

Except a deep Void we’ve originated from beyond dark desert highways, let’s bale.

Alrighty then, people are just people, I heard them say, welcome to Hotel California

Dancing to remember and to forget the same things, night after night, in a cantina

Lovely place to surprise your tired eyes, you feel the safety of stupid ignorance, so

Never forget, can’t kill the beast, the defense was competent, deflected black snow.

Whipping the self into shape by random introductions to impossible conundrums

Yet, solvable by the genius that I didn’t know that I was, so I’ve been told, yet again

What the hell good is it to be one, just someone that knows effects that will happen

Before strangers can see the signs, stream ahead in the clear, y’all in Cognito bums.

Chirping the rhyme with or without any good reason, irrational attempt to be a god

Just another lonely soul, boy or girl turned man or woman without a soul sacrifice

To be or not, is all that they entertain when they’re oblivious to being too human

Too late after the last breath, the huff, the puff & appointment with the Sandman.

If you by some chance have not followed the assumptions to the deductions’ gist

In a nutshell where the nut resides is the only place in Space to compromise this

History before you were born and after you die make no difference in every case

Think, you’re no god, you’re human, too human, you’re finite in a mystery phase.

Fearing the unknown, the future, the death of your bones & blood, that’s decrepit

Avoid the fear of 208 bones failing to animate, yours & others have no choice in It

Life, existence, animation, dissolution of Reality as we know it, it’s all a ruse to be

A bargain to get here to experience the Oneness of Being here & now, Whoopie!

Call them head knockers if you would like to be accurate, they know who they are

Once you get into the crowd, there’s no turnin’ back until you’re in your rockin’ chair

Please don’t make me say it again, Head knocker, comin’ on, real strong showstopper

I knew how to love to be just like that, the showstopper, then went in Cognito Zen.

Low beams on the highlights to trim the fat before the short trip on a long ramp deck

’57 coupe in my driveway, I need to get out on Highway One coastal rattlesnake bar

Worth it if you complete the trip, something to remember, keep your motor runnin’

Get the rubber on the road brand new, spare & tools, on the way now to mortal sin.

Baby let me love you, or maybe don’t but if you did, you’d wonder why you wouldn’t

If you’re talkin’ to me with that baby let me love you jazz, it ain’t what I’d have sent

Here and now, I offer you a covered back and a loyal head knocker from a windy city

Finale with the outro fading into the Void, lights out, light into a dot, period, Shitty!

by

r j j stephan, i

c. Dimanche, February 22, 2026, @ 444 PMPST

{ Crafted this while jammin’ @Foreigner #Headknocker in a loop on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/bJAlADV6f2I?si=8V240fDX1CbctZ-3 }