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R I P   @CharlieKirk   R I P

 

JESUS {Elvis & martina} CHRISTMAS?  

Like being dipped in gas, feel it all over my clothes, up my nose but nothing was ever white

Jobs like nobody has ever received from the gods above Earth, this planet is a water flower

Space of the Void our matrix to be or not to be, innocent growths of sperm & a dozen eggs

These are the facts of life they kept secret because that’s just the way it is, I know she digs.

Mother Earth or the mother of your placentas’ hearts, in everyone is One soul featured Id

Singing songs when your heart’s aged enough to appreciate the lucky divine gods that hid

In your head’s mind, everything human and all species of Life, atoms create the sublime

When we all die, if we’re disposed of in the proper way to avoid the stench, bury in Lime.

Deeper than six feet under is the right of way, keeping the rest of the living safe from plague

It’s bubonic or supersonic without a free will’s choice, it’s the First Cause at fault, no other

Place the blame on the “created” angels and the opposite of the Live, Evil divine square peg

Place it in a round hole for eternity, never works but keep up the good work in a powder keg.

Watch if you’re not blind but in any case, without eyes & in the darkness, all the same to me

You know more than I’ll ever pretend to comprehend even if I live to be a hundred and three

Same today as it’s always been, runnin’ out of the power I assumed was eternal immortality

Rigor Mortis set aside the dreams of staying with the ones still alive, in spinal synchronicity.

In a manner of speaking, words can’t do justice to the Truth of singing & dancing the polka

Christmas with your kinfolk is one thing but even a loner who has nobody, loves as orphan

Single but not for long, you all can begin the long line of descendants from here on out too

Merry Christmas celebrations of a son of the creator of the universe as we know it, so blue.

All paths to travel upon are ahead at the crossroads, nothing behind Presence, out of time

Greater than a decimal point yet less than a quark within a proton, memory of life on a dime

Fallen into the bottomless pit between the north & south poles’ imaginary twirl’s RIP middle

Where most bones become buried either in mixed dust or crumbled mass’ RNA, I’ll fiddle.

Known or unknown, matter and energy are all there is, no divine ghost above the sun known

Allstar's burning gas in an infinite mass extinction, brink of annihilation due to a hot whim

 Random bones, 208 trained by ignorant, wise men with Pretend Complex, know-it-all goon

Advantage to conquer deaf & dumb MFers, undead assimilate a moronic fake, neon moon.

Gold left over in the dirt and rocks just because that’s the way the Lead settles in the Truth

Metaphysics you’ll never realize is the origin of everything y’all hope & pray for, I forsoothe

Rational humans, gone up and away from the dirt & rocks, water is dehydrating like Mars’

Can you dance and sing if you comprehend your finite Cause, accidental Big Bang avatars.

Step off of your ledge and fly for the final trip over the light fantastic, dynamic duos do rock

On the #Marconi, plugged into the broadcast ad infinitum, forget about a full contact Doc

Learned absolute and relative Truth, repeating to teach the teachers to accept the drool

Predication of atomic subjects yielding objects to communicate WTF, cockroach scroll.

On the off switch, blinded by the light to focus on the images that become invisible in Time

Recollect the products we’ve multiplied and divided in the calculus’ trigonometry I rhyme

 High as the Top Gun flies close to the end of air’s edge of empty Space, in soul man stealth

No need for anything in the End, Faith in immortality just a whim to quell the fear of Death.

Killing the living & eating it or using its remnants to build castles in the hot sand, they all fall

Into the sea, eventually, to the bottom of the ocean, why you can’t believe it, I’m a TNT ball

Last Christmas is like next Christmas, but this Christmas is a final annihilation of the Devils

By the bye as above, so below, you weren’t alive before your conception, you’ll die of Evils.

Dig this without a shovel man, understand nothing about where you came from nowhere

Man, you know it, can’t pull the wool over your blinded eyes, you see it all inside of the rim

Playin’ way above it like all the players do the do, happy where I’m at, where I’ve been too

Good to know all the things that get you over on the morons attempting to steal your brew.

Nobody gets anything for free, you’ve got to work for it & develop the perfection rough ride

Catch me later outside, I’ll give you another tip or two, followed instructions, all in stride

I believe it all that I know, I know all that I believe, it’s a tautological hunk of misdirection

Get there anyway at the edge when nothin’ else is goin’ away, here for a duration situation.

by

r j j stephan, i

c.  Lundi, December XV^th MMXXV Anno Domini @ 1000 AMPST

{ Crafted with hearty compassion while listening to @WARtheBand #Chrismas compilation on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/4Nxha3d4_ZM }

#TieYo’ShoesRichie

#BreathInYobody 

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?

#HardKnocksOnSoftHeads #TheIdiots #ItIsDone

IT’S ALL ABOUT THE WABBITZ

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Scurry as the rats do as they scramble to live another day or a revolution in Earth’s spin

No probability that anyone alive on Earth will live forever in soul mortality without skin

Only you know like I know, we got lucy just this one time being conceived & deceived too

We won’t get fooled again for certain, there will be no other Time in Space, just say I do.

On or off of the tracks and roadways, only humans drive about to crash and die or maim

Winds blow & recognize that it’s the Earth flyin’ in a spin, the air is holding H2O to tame

Rivers and seas with the only H2O in that combination, iced pole to warm equator wind

By the time you die, you will not have discovered the meaning, immortal ghost not mine.

Your guns are loaded & you don’t miss a target aimed at, marksman aficionado, fanatical

From the adolescence through elder adulthood, protected by the badge of courage & pals

My friends and relatives covered my front and back as if they were also engaged in a sin

Original in a foreign garden, introduced in an original form and shape of matter’s skin.

Any color in Darkness is black, origin’s blazing light of a shining star, hide or get burned

Bringing a knife to a gunfight with people who can’t shoot a lick, all it takes to protect it

Life is a process of becoming awake to the nonsense & the gist of the whole shebang too

Read all about it, newspapers, periodicals, magazines, e-zines & symbols, all full of an It.

Spirit ghosts entertain the illusory effect of watching matter move, animated by a whim

All mere mastication & defalcation after the Life within the matter is energy of mind dim

Crying and stomping your feet until the way is mired in mud, blood and beer out of cans

Aluminum as its cause of cancer effects, ignored & proved to be true lies of dim attic fans.

You may be starving in the heartland or on the borders, north, south, east and far west

You were conceived by morons and idiots who failed to enhance the species’ survival

In point of fact, they have introduced the seeds of extinction into the genome’s essence

Trouble with your censorship of free speech? Nazi-Europe #DigitalServiceAct is dense.

POTUS’ Al Nobel Peace Prize will be awarded to proper recipients or forever forgotten

Ol’ Alfred needs insider information, nothing is more important than all the verboten

High as the tallest building on Earth, as the highest mountain on the planet, God’s den

Scouts reconnoitered polar vortices North to South, equator trips of the bounding main.

Fill her up I thought my father meant the girl I was takin’ out to eat, he meant the tank

Always empty upon my dating return, father full of patience for his 1st born driver bank

Wrecked a couple of his vehicles, sorry pops, never bought him that Lamborghini I know

All in my mind I did, he’s drivin’ on the expressway’s bumper to bumper traffic Chicago.

Real time and real space, here and now, this seems to be all there is, no heaven or hell

If I turn out to be wrong, I don’t GAF, I served the Catholic masses in church, I got grace

So much I could share it with the masses of unfortunates, but I won’t, I was the good one

Men & women young & old died in the skirmishes and battles of a world’s B.S. wars, son.

Doves flew, ants marched & all was well until WW3 B1 bombers dropped a motherload

Imagination is fired up, manufacturing more things than a divine godhead, kids’ grow’d

Into the adulthood & the trips the ghosts that leave the bodies we go into, dream overall

Think egg & flagellates you may have been, yet only One made the grade, Life’s a Bawl!

by

r j j stephan, i

c. Mardi, 12-9-2025 Anno Domini at 111 PMPST

{ Cribs the infants move and fear to fall from are #WayGone, hence drafted this while ’ to guffawing to #MontyPythonHolyGrail on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/q0CJ7k99mso?si=K5JvsSDscYxmPC7p }

X xx X 

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?

#MeAndABeerCan @ChrisJanson #Gonegirl @MorganWallen @Satriani #G.O.RillaBLUES #BeerMe

PLANTS MOVING THINGS UNIFIED ala NOTHING

In no small way will you come to know the reason for wisdom and knowledge yet

Neither tomorrow nor yesterday will ever be today, absolute truth can’t be a debt

Full disclosure of any reason at all for life on Earth would be Truth, accidental trip

Today makes no difference, y’all will deteriorate physically and disappear mentally.

Y’all is you & I, nobody gets out of this matrix alive with recollection, you nor me

Living high as the atmosphere allowed me to be, peace & quiet all my M.O., to be

As above, so it is below, black empty space between my ears as well as interstellar

My mistake is human, not divine but as below, it’s created from above, coded scar.

Sang hymns inside my mind’s eye, tuneage and eclectic modification of a holy soul

Kept invisible & non-existent, but tracks on the trail left no doubt, I’m a black hole

Nothing of atomic matter allowed in the confines, it’s all extracted via live stream

Fictional words obfuscate the clarity of reasonable conclusions, Man’s wet dream.

Made-men flipping off the powers-that-be, sneaks and freaks mated to be at one

Merged RNA produces the zygote with the coded DNA, incubated daughters & sons

You will die sooner than later before the Earth succumbs to the #TinyPeep reverse

Tell me something bad or good, either way at least I hear your voice in a hearse.

Feel the way to the End is a crap shoot, lucky or not in the end, it’s over, all’s caput

Rollin’ sevens and elevens so much I can never roll the snake eyes, no pain is afoot

All the reason to be here & now, to be so happy that only death itself can tweak it

Power and it’s effect is the feeling and appearance, all too human, He, She and It.

Light an dark wavering between the 24/7/365, only awake being woke for 16 of 24

Dance or slither, fly or jump high up in every way, time passes in Space, heretofore

Matter and energy accelerated up to 2025 AD, Time slowing down to a snail’s pace

Love while alive, you’ll miss me when I’m gone, I shall create one, GROK X-SPACE.

Nothing at all personal although I know you’ll never forget my tin words inside a tete

Everybody ever living knows one thing for sure, you gotta go to deep sleep, like a pet

You gotta put ‘em all on down, humane they’ve told me over & over again, y’all see

Last prison of one, the last, I’ll be the next I put to sleep, @120 by then, 2071 A.D.

Down or uptown girls do what they do because they’ve got no time to lose, unatoned

Angels can’t sing in heaven or hell, they've no voice, they’re an faux, ethereal illusion

Young & innocent fears of the unknown are assuaged by the fairy tales of the boned

Ancestors now dead & gone without a trace, 'cept a stone & hermetic seal, It's done.

by

r j j stephan, i

c.  Jeudi, 9-4-2025 Anno Domini @ 411 PMPST

{ Crafted in utero over 74 years ago, in what my mama done told me on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/ElaxZnaBzPc?si=p9YDlE97RT1PntxU }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?

 

#GoToChurch @NickKurtz #RookieOfTheYear @OaklandA's #SPRINGSTEEN #KickedAroundSinceIWasBorn #Today only 74 years ago 8-27-1951 #StayinAlive #74 #HitME #IfHasteMakesWaste then since I'm wasted I may have been too hasty! #HappyBirthdayRicoMon #SilverDreamsGoldenSmiles @CarlosSantana

SYSTEMIC PLANETARY TRUTH

Schizophrenic intrusion into the peace with dissolution of the stasis of One’s yin yang fun

Inside of us all, the thing that dies when we die, come on you know my point, oh godson

Nobody has children that don’t ask what happens to the people they see pass far away

I mean well, not casting aspersions but morons & idiots can’t handle the actual display.

Y’all are still oblivious to the words you’ve learned to interpret with adept acuity, being One

It tastes like it smells, nasty until you get used to it, pot of fermented cabbage over spiced

Now, be here and now, present in the momentary lapse of your rational mind-playground

Happiness is the end point, target locked in for a direct hit, y’all skatin’ on such thin ICE.

You best believe the tenets you’ve gleaned from the blind faith handed down from slackers

Your ancestors and mine, whomever they were, unidentified objects of a cosmic dust off

Speed of achievement is important but remember that haste makes waste, double backers

Whatever it takes to do it right the first time, every time, that’s a Way to be named, jagoff.

Ride until you’re too sore to hit a gallop, the sooner your boots get out the stirrup, All Good

 Pills swallowed yield Freedom from stress, conceptual analysis to be of little use to be rude

Using identical premises lead to deductions but One assumption is vast, God above’s alive

Last time you knew anything solid, you were being cut off the umbilical cord, bird-bee hive.

Whatever it takes to achieve peace at death, grab it before you run out of Time, so transitory

Causes of everything have effects which also cause an infinite series of effects, end story

Fools ruptured the matrix & can’t find a cherry Pitt as It was before conception, I know it all

Facts of life are no matter for discussion before you’re 12 years old, ‘til after teen age balls.

Tons are each 2000 pounds & a million tons are 2,000,000,000 with a “B”, that’s all there is

Matter vanishes with your consciousness, wait & you’ll see I am right, smoke screen fizzes

Getting over the realization that you’re gonna die like all of the other living things you saw

Tic Toc to the clocks, strike out & the game ends, Time Out forever, One divine heart seizes.

As a young stud in my teen-age years, just like many others in the 1960’s, I had a 1st date

My shoulder wouldn’t accept any burdens more than the ones that were necessary spawn

From my own someone else’s loins, the result of orgasm is a coin toss to be a rook or pawn

Either way you’ll get turns to move, to a check of the King, give or take a Queen for a mate.

In no shape to engage in self-defense moves, but I will if I must, I’d go into warrior mode

Might begin slow with knife and sword but no gun powder fired projectiles from the road

This world is large but not infinite as the nature of the cosmic honkies, my neighbors all

Either one of the seven continents on Earth might put the cool into the epic Neanderthal.

I have less than a few more moments left to attempt a lucid account of existence being me

More or less, finding the eggs in the nest unguarded by the parent birds meant omelets free

Plastic surgery made the ugly and pretty become passable as one & the same family of kin

Bloody bones, replicating DNA either ad infinitum or ex finitum as above, so below we all in.

Cheating means nothing but breaking agreed upon rules & regulations, getting all jacked up

Jokes are funny only if you grab the punch lines, if not, the joke’s always in the joker’s stirrup

Ride on steel horses, they roll on two or three wheels, no four-wheel drive slidin’ down CA-1

Country, rockin’ blues & dissolving into jazz, dead musicians left the living in holy debt, son.

Old or nouveau matters as much as Big Bang & the Tiny Poof, prima donna loves wise ass’ 2

Knowing everything to be known, you’ve been around the world & fathered twelve with a 1

Reality sinks in and you wake from your somnambulistic reality, all into blown mind’s blues

Hard day all night, Earth spins and wobbles to make you think, Life on Earth is a cool ruse.

Invented by the dead guys & girls while they were alive and kicking in the barn’s stalls’ sheet

Between you & I there’s a tall, jacked-up wall that we can’t get over, alright from jump street

Think thoughts means you’re all too human, first to the last gasp of gas, until corpus dillecti

Tell the children before they get too old, they will become skeptical the longer they get high.

Follow whomever your karma magnetizes before your body metastasizes good to go to Ego

Super Ego in a mind’s eye psyche, categories of categorical imperatives, win, place & show

Race is on counter-clockwise around the track, why that way, what the hell, one more shot

Drink Black Jack Daniels with CocaCola, 3, 2, 1, let’s go, gotta fight the sheriff for my pot.

Kill the lights, change the sheets & hop underneath the quilts, I’ll be in bed once in a while

Maybe not when you think it’s appropriate, that’s usually my skeleton key, unread jpeg file

Light is ultraviolet purple & infrared scarlet, between the red, white & blue, allegiance code

Occult becomes known, Will to Power magick, immersed & all in phuqin crazy Heart mode.

by

r j j stephan, i

c. Mardi, August 26th (holy two-seven) MMXXV Anno Domini @ 444 PMPST

{ Kicked out the galaxy while jammin’ to #HillbillyDeluxe @BrooksAndDunne on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/H3QEKT2mk_Q?si=FpQadADbl6h3ZULJ & #WhosThatLady by @TheIsleyBrothers link @ https://youtu.be/nHp4Nk7fS0k?si=_cpnxY1q_N-GJrva }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?

#GLOBAL

#SPRINGSTEEN

@EricChurch