#DoDaDuggyInKentucky @BoysRoundHere #TeethForTeeth #EyesForEyes @StevieRayVaughan #StrandedCaughtInTheCrossfire #GimmeSomeCoolSweetWater #H2O @EddieMoney @KennyWayneShephard @JonnyLang @BishopFultonSheen #rollin with the #ZZTop @LynyrdSkynyrd y @Santana #IAmWinning

RIFFS bubble above a molecular constant,💚

NOTHING’S ESPECIALE, flip the script, tossin' in my sleep

Spies can’t recall the stolen valor they never had, tattle tales couldn’t stop getting spanked

By jailers who were taught by nuns & high priests who profess, sin ain’t a crime to the dead

Watch and listen, you have the eyes and ears for that, but if you don’t grasp it, you’re phuqt

Heartless soul animated form, conception to death, no reason, no rhyme, disappear defecate.

It ain’t my fault, get the origin sourced out, immortality to absolve the guilt’s responsibility

Innocent crying embryonic stardust with nowhere to go but up and down and around the sea

Bring me back a doggie bag, I know you won’t be able to consume the anchovy mystic pizza

Breezeway without wind ain’t a breezeway, it’s a hole in a matrix with no identity, Mardi gras.

Whisper in the hold in your head, there’s seven of them I think, mouth, nostrils, ear & eye, ho

As if there were any needs or wants in the body that can’t be procured by the seek & destroy

Eat if you get hungry, but if you wait long enough, you’ll starve while you bloom that rose bud

Spinnin’ macrame, I can never find any because it’s all in the past, all archangels do fear to go.

Beats like a metronome to & fro in the finite form, wound up with full force to push it in a bed

Who the phuqum freezes the work of art created in the empty vacuum of star flames, infrared

Bottoms up, way up on top above the crunch of your mamas & papas, orphan began this saga

One & only one, minus one equals a solo zero, all you need to absolve a guilty conscience, Ra!

Mama, oh mama, you’re either up in Cielo or givin’ daddio, my pop, business as usual, babe

You see me, you see yourself, shadow silent with nothing to say anyway, it’s academic fate

Dealt the winning hand, I’m always winning, and I have no inkling on the nature of a loser

Losers never win, they don’t care, they don’t know what they’re missing, painted it darker.

Unloaded pistol with .44 rounds, need to crucify your God, unload the capacity on the crown

Feel all good, evil, and the uglier than a puzzle in pieces, divided to obfuscate battles all blown

Find or lose what you’ve got in your body’s pockets, naked ape, you and seven bodily orifices

Strokin’ thrones that won’t accept the blame for a constant beating drum of invisible fences.

War needs to fill the vacuum full of bombs and death by being blown to tidbits of DNA fodder

To the gods, to the God, to the Absolute Zero, I salute the permanent markers, now disappear

Silence into song, enjoy the passing thing itself, it’s a form of empty brothers & just One sister

You don’t know, you won’t guess, forgot to tell you the facts of life about rules of the roadster.

Driven counter-clockwise in an oval for the rest of Earth’s revolution and wobble, it won’t last

Almost ready for you to find the Truth that’s always been obvious, you couldn’t believe it fast

Too slow and you’ve inherited the scat nobody else could fathom, shake your head, to and fro

No is not affirmation, it's a denial; a positive needs negativity, or so I’m told, my sister & bro.

Fear nothing but a word, fear itself’s illusion is that it’s scary being alone, au naturelle beast

Afraid that a virus or animal will stalk & destroy it all, be edified by high, stoned crossbones

Nothing lasts forever; facts of life are the mysteries told by the fathers to the sons at a feast

Paramilitary parameters, the fort is fortified, word is mum, riff’s over when it’s over, Homes!

by

r j j stephan, i

c. Samedhi, 3-21-2026 Anno Domini @ 10:00 AMPST

{ Chopped this cherry tree down while jammin’ to @ZZTop LIVE FRONT ROW 4K, 2024 LINK @ https://youtu.be/ScDssAYL4_s?si=hlE5iX0yCAqYL0NL }

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W.W.A.R.D.?

THAT’S THE KING

@Bettye_Lavette @Bob_Dylan #ThingsHaveChanged @ThePointerSisters #TwistedInTwistsTwix It's 5 o'clock somewhere over here...Livin' #UpDown @ZZTop @ACDC @TowerOfPower #KissThis @AAronTippin & l On This Day, 55 years ago, I enlisted in the mighty USAF for the Viet Nam War for 4 years. We ended it by my discharge date on 12/14/1974

COMING BACK TO STAY

Feeling the dust underfoot, it ain’t cheese and I need to scurry back home to Earth

Five will get you twenty if rockets don’t fire on time, heat burnin’ my bloody heart

Blow-in it empty, dead air out of the smokin’ speakers, BOSE 901’s get back to One

The Real Deal comes down without notice, a grab of both hands, hand it over, son.

Apologize to your mother-fathers who inseminated the egg to become all you are

Both above and below, the only thing close to the sun that won’t burn/freeze her

Thinking an atom of Nothing feels like something or other, it makes you cry & die

All for the absolute nonsense it’s always been, lose your mind, 96 tears never fly.

Between beauty and some ugliness, Star burns and sheds UV light on the unseen

Broken arrows were never used; they couldn’t fly to a target with no arrow point

Impossible or not, still breathing in and out, gas left over from a star burn, a belch

Better off not knowing the reality is, Lost In Space, worldwide gloom on the scene.

Funk-educated in the East Bay Area, Oaktown, Miss Mary’s & Juan’s tea, Maryjane

Bad to be the Good when the Ugly slides by yo’ mama’s house, wanna kill the pain

Fairies told tales because the tales were acceptable lies, entertainment’s top shelf

Lookin’ for the lost pie in the sky that was never above or below the Nothing itself.

Blood is purple inside the circulation, red-blooded as it bleeds out of the carcass

Doing the days and nights as if they're an infinite series, when it’s a finite regress

Back & forth between Ends of Days & the Origin of Conscious Dirty skeleton keys

Mankind fakes it, obviously, a naked ape in transit, outfit cover-up, nude monkeys.

Words of predication formulate argumentation nobody memorizes, forget about it

X’s divine knowledge renders humanity powerless, peasants thrive on a pile of S#it

It’s dynamic, and it’s headed toward total annihilation with the rest of funk in tow

Read and understand it, trippin’ ad infinitum, imaginary epicenter’s absolute zero.

Prick your ears up when miscreants advise the kings and queens of Nothing to see

Prick their middle fingers dead up their excretory shoot, the movement gravitas

Without gravity, nobody can excrete, ask the astronauts & cosmonauts to confess

Give all you receive back to the world; nothing is clearer, so let’s play ball, AC/DC.

Premature and post-mature switch places & leave us without a clue on this venue

Columns and the crooked idiots who occupy those lines of the red, white and blue

Dreams are over before they begin, illusions of the life after death, murder forever

Conjugate the Life sentences into questions and exclamations, get to points, never.

On the boulevard up and down the block, I think it was either Augusta or another

West to the suburb and east to the lake shore drive west of the Michigan brothers

We know it all, we’ll forget about it all, we’ll be forgotten before you even know it

On the border, on the boulevard matters not one bit, nobody gets out alive, S#it.

Roam from Rome to Chicago, it’s a ZZ or an AC for the minions, it’ll all come down

Never ready for The End in a deep, dark hole, cry about it, used to a rigor mortis’

Just before you leap off the ledge up there on a skyscraper, recall that you can’t fly

Straight down 32 feet per second, splat 208 bones & bloody red too, let’s get high.

I’m alright and even if you wanted to, I won’t let you worry about my prerogative

Check your back, show your right as if you are in solidarity with the brothers alive

Sisters too, but it’s a bit awkward since they always want to make out like bandits

We’ve come a long, long way to see my Margarita and sweet Maria, banana splits.

I don’t care one way or the other, but I remember the 35 sweet goodbyes on a bus

I will never go back to my old schools, university, high or grade school, what a fuss

Bluster like never before, eyes wide open and mouths shut tight as a drum, silent

To be a mockingbird or hot raven, just throw your best beak forward, heaven sent.

 

by 
r j j stephan, I

c. Jeudi, March XIXth MMXXVI Anno Domini @ 911 AMPST 
{ Jammed while kickin’ @WarTheBand in @BOSE headphones, on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/V8Tj7Yl4Pkc?si=Uu8fnVlheU9u9u74 }

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trippin' with Bettye lavette & Bob_Dylan, don't get up gentlemen!

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 }

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W.W.A.R.D.?

TOLL PAID IN FULL

#NotAmused #TotallyEdified #YouCanLeaveYourLidOn #BBQrednecks #RedneckWoman #WereRednecks #BrothersTillTheDayWeDie #ShortPeopleGotNobody #DeadMansCurve @JanAndDean #CrossroadsFestival #SlowHand

1969 SS Camaro 383ci (small block)

REASONABLE, LOGICAL, DEAD END

Gilded loins as if that wasn’t destiny for every single man & woman conceived

Love and the lack of it is the revolution and the orbit around blown fire-seed

Happy as a sad creation might be if the creator died or ran away with a spoon

Miles and miles of trials, piles of scat as high as a kite, not quite the old moon.

Dripping due to gravity or else everything would remain copacetic as the Void

Keeping in mind that everything is at the bottom of the big idea, Truth to avoid

Subjects and predicates come into view, don’t analyze the compost of menudo

It’s all going back to the original essence, cosmic egg-full of empty atoms’ GO.

Hints of the things only a blind man with a bitter taste and olfactory nonsense

Every single multiplication of zero times zero always equals the inevitable zero

Dot, dot, dot, dada, dada, dada is all nonsense but it keeps the beat & rhythm

Punks off the streets of America, north or south, Euro-Asian-African-Aussie vim.

Punched in the face feels like the way it did the day we were born, we saw light

We went toward the light unless cesarean, only then we got the shock to fight

For freedom and just good oxygen and water to drink as we collect & hunt food

Sailing seven seas or seven continents to roam, like a virus, mankind got so rude.

Eating most everything that’s alive that you don’t need to remain alive and well

Apes could paddle a raft around 7 seas until they’re all annihilated by ordinance

Pump up the rhythm and rhyme, required for the end of lives of our food, pray

Thank the stars above and the diamond dirt below, we survived “The Dance.”

Peers have none, they’ve been purged from the system, only zeroes & ones left

In an infinite recombination of acid, effulgence of subatomic particles, all Gluon

My old home ain’t home any longer, it’s what happens once abandoned for fun

Memory of what I forgot was meant to be, y’all wanna recall, The Day Y’all Die.

Invoices paid, shredded back to zero, nothing to show but a pitiful pile of cash

It ain’t worth more than a pot full of gold, at least the one you smoked, a dash

Freedom from death isn’t an option, you ate the dead things, you’re capitulate

Mer, way Marie, Jojo fallin’ out fenetre, Al-Rob exit stage right, twins two too.

9 steps for the slinky to spring on down to the bottom of the case, bottom’s up

Like it or not, the transportation by air, rail, interstate motors & ships all phuq’d

Little eyes and tiny eyes lookin’ up at the mommies and daddies to see what it is

Nobody knew & couldn’t say, all pretended to be wise, a myriad of actual #Jizz.

Pioneers and the facts of life they went by in their everyday lives are now extinct

Until the last drop of blood, they fought battles and wars for irrational reasoning

For the king & the queen, for the people, for the proletariat all in vain, “X’s” gold

Needing nothing & wanting every byte is good, bad & ugly, leaf substance rolled.

Seed breaks open into the atmospheric space, husk disappears & reverses roots

Gravitational collapse rules override the power of the will, we’ll all be in cahoots

With the power that is, powers that be, we can’t go wrong, we have the answer

Hold Earth’s last breath if you can, you’ll fail that fool’s mission, glad I knew her.

Broken wing can’t fly without the other one, pitiful to know, death’s one’s Fall

Nobody gets any choice to get out of here alive, my girls and wives all crazy Zen

Inner or outer space have no essential difference, then your presence dims it all

Awareness of being awake and getting tired, falling asleep, dreaming It AGAIN!

by

r j j stephan, i

c. Sunday, November XVIth MMXXV Anno Domini #HighNoon

{ Drafted while jammin’ to @RandyNewman LIVE link @ https://youtu.be/wR0D6HJms8w?si=0RNZ7GFPP5axCElz }

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W.W.A.R.D.?