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Thursday, March 12, 2026

Killed, Caput D.O.A. #GoodOldDays @SMO & @CoreyCrowder #ThisIndeedWasInsane

BOOGIE-WOOGIE M.A.S.H.
HARLEM & IRVING DRIVE-IN
OR TRIPPIN' IN A HALF MOON BAY
That’s what she said as I was asking her for a favor, just shut yo’ mouth and feel one to pet
Well, that turned into two & that was all she’d written, she had to go home to recover, son
The high priests in high school warned us not to fall into the trap of testosterone & estrogen
Well, you know how that went, it’s 55 years later & the babies have grown up & done gone.

Rejoice that the trials & tribulations are a catalyst for all you’re going to inherit from Eve
Chances are you’ll remain innocent & ignorant as opposed to becoming awakened by grief
As it is, right where you stand is how it’s always been for all who got to the right place & time
Dialed into the program and uplink, enjoy high boogie woogie, it’s all gonna be ship shape fine.

Nobody is at fault for the hits and misses 'cause they’re all random shots in darkness afar
No man can go to where it’s all at, everything under the sun, planets & galactic results of war
What has been said & done cannot be repeated; you’ll have to discover it yourself the first time
No other way to approach the situation; it’s a game with rules to be played & won on a dime.

Sylvester and Nanette were all in school way back in the day, walkin’ down memory lane
Fifty years later, in their sixties, with ten grandchildren, they recall the first prego-egg
Because of a wonderful shotgun wedding, your daddy invited me to, I'm a guest of honor, pain
All there is now, there always has been, a look or touch, climax 'fore you knew to pull my leg.

Follow me to the final finish line, no delusions on Earth dirt, a filibuster flood for elephants
Kids are young #GOATS, greatest of all time suckers, no fault of theirs, inherit neo-genetics
Eat nothing & die of starvation, drink nothing & die of thirst, never play & visit delight’s ties
Six feet underground, ash & fragmented bone in Earth, rare-earth mud for civilized eyes.

Disgust & total immersion, like the intercourse beast, evolved blown ball of volatiles
Asexual or sexual friction of skin & bone rubbing in oblivion, nobody in God’s styles
Prehistoric & ahistoric as this moment is, now it’ll be gone in a moment,  already gone down
By the time I got to Memphis, I’d walked for a couple of years & feet stopped, minds blown.

I know nothing & understand knowledge is impossible yet revered as important, dead-end
Smile and laugh until there’s no breath left inside your organism you’ve tied for the Bendz
Why? No reason, only you are an accident of #EpicFury, means you're only #One, The S#it
Present now came from the Past,  unstoppable as a cause & effect of living this life’s skit.

Play has three acts & a finale, pink, chartreuse or ultraviolet purple, down to this here
As my father recommended, keep eyes & ears wide open, special ops vigilance required, Fear
Of things everywhere that require conception,  doin’ a dirty dog, One & done, fun in the sun
Talked through the fear of evil genies runnin’ wild in a continental malfunction in all of seven.

Cherry pie in the sky descended into a pie-hole for kicks, see what happens when you go splat
Satiation until its defecation, it’s the way it is, a gravitational collapse into leftover, putrid scat
Don’t shoot the messenger if you don’t mind, it ain’t my fault & it ain’t my creation, it’s God
Hey, you can’t create & blame the creation for shapes & sizes of the Evil living, it ain’t good.

Remember, never forget your great-great-great-grandparents knew you wouldn’t recall Origins
Left us all Blind Faith to believe, without proof that we've a creator not of this Earth, just sins
Man, all too human, stays Woke to avoid death, stays strong to avoid weaknesses of It, animated
Dead, gone & forgotten it all from birth to death, before & after a crash, I say, God’s dead.

Giddy happiness like never before, I experience One-annihilation, reductio ad absurdum
You’ll get there, I promise & I don’t lie about promises, knowledge of our pie hole, why I sing
Beautiful forms surviving the good, bad & the uglier than an atom of pond scum fragments
Pervert the lies that expose the Truth, before One conception, Nothing, after? Nothing!


by
r j j stephan, i

c. Jeudi, March 12th MMXXVI Anno Domini @ 0559 AMPST
{ Kicked out this jam-jelly while jammin’ to @LongJohnBaldry hits on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/Bj_lZ4hkJd8?si=xJ_Jd6fjWFszjMH7 }
F I N I S
W.W.A.R.D.?

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