SCHEMATICS OF EVERYTHING ELSE BUT Y.O.U. @TheMonkees

GIGS COME & daGO

In the first instance, my main focus is an intent to remain happy

Through all thick & thin of the fiascos presenting ass to pappy

When I woke up from the dream, I inherited from Adam & Eve

Cryin' in a deep sleep, pinch hit a blue moon's GD MF reprieve.

I'd created a 3D weapon on my printer, and I fooled my dad, too

He thought it was real & got unhinged at the sight of its miscue

Once, the truth was exposed, the relief for the Father of damn it

Somewhere between the eyes & a solar plexus, all gods dream it.

Inferior nasal conchae are indispensable to pick up a subtle scent

Of fresh scat upwind from the downwind draft, yet I still indent

Paragraphs for the silliloquies to become immersed in muck-mire

Everywhere up, down, in and out for the good of the whack wire.

Nevermore to recall the innocence of being alive in a baby's body

Out of each one of our hands at first, we'll be responsible, no fear

Mother's womb emptiness fills in less than a year, hell breaks loose

Dream over, Life emits positive or negative vibes to play the blues.

Woe to you & me, nothing I can forget at all, that it happened, et al

Beer, wine, rye whiskey for a celebration that gets drunk, bad call

Mind is not wasted if thinking & implementing survival of doubt

Philosophy and science of the mind, step up & down, go in & out.

So, a moment you are asleep, then awake, repeat ad infinitum, etc

Why is the question.  You know it, I know it, we all know it, it's RA

Above the Space surrounding every piece of matter, rock or paper

It's a plethora of grounded pepper so fine, it's invisible to a reaper.

Hounds are released daily on every continent, grief raises surprises

That which nobody can fathom, that's normal to divinity's disguises

If a holiday is anything but another day, I'm surprised, deaf & dumb

By sunlight, taillight, headlight or divine light, eBook of sea sccum.

Bright as atoms splitting nuclei in outer space, it's a cosmic-lit tier

Ends begin with eyes wide open, to see how Nothing matters a bit

While living in 208 bones' material form, survival is the only way

To come and go in health, love & faith that this isn't one last day.

Broad strokes on the painting's work of the artist, mixing 3 atoms

Liquid to solid, afore it all turns a museum into cosmic dust tomes

Knowing what I don't know, now I know why I don't know it all, so

Easy come, easy go, you win some & lose some, it's a blow below.

Question authority's certainty, answers with uncertainty too, oh well

Being here is better than never being here at all, I think, hence I am

All there is, subatomic to macroscopic, cosmic totality of OM, bam

Crystals in utero, post-mortem essence, it is what it is, I kiss & tell.

by

r j j  stephan, i

c.  Vendredi, June 5th, MMXXVI Anno Domini at 0700 AMPST

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?

{ Dragged out of my bones, kicking & screaming about my new Collection of Poetry, "Signal/Body  Ghosted Chimera" & I believe that my quest is complete, I'm gonna go to @Disneyland but first I'm gonna watch some @RollingStones in concert link @ https://youtu.be/Bx1y21UbBGg?si=voiM-gg3lKD-2W-j }

#theRollingSTONES