Y'ALL "AIN'T NOTHIN' BUT A HOUNDDOG, CRYIN' ALL THE TIME, YOU AIN'T NEVER CAUGHT A RABBIT & YOU AIN'T NO FRIEND OF MINE." - @Elvis #KnockKnockWhosThere #Yo #YoWho? #YoYo #TheDevilInDisguise #CREED #HOTscat

SOMETIMES YOU BELIEVE IN LOVE,

SOMETIMES I DOUBT IT 

Blink a hundred & eighty-three times & you’re dead, you only need a hundred & eighty-two 
Y’all, every single one of y’all, got a need to bleed from infancy to decrepit fantasy code blue 
Mothers and fathers had nothing to do with your spirit entering random eggs on Earth's dirt 
Yet hell, here you are with the high water and deserts so hot all the water’s gone, God hurt. 

Created this & then punished this, WTH kind of a man is that? Oh, never mind, not a man 
A pretender who could never rise above the Singularity of the Void, intention precedes a ban 
On nuclear weapons that fuse and fissure the atomic structure of the matrix, book an idiot 
So many needs and desires for the impossible to retain its status, nothing to see here, go Bot.

Fury comin’ from the matter’s form, it’s a defecation of the freedom and justice of The Good 
Almighty might of the invisible forces that be, it’s an honor to be immersed in the cosmic soup 
What were my alternatives other than to be here, now, as I’m constituted by random chance? 
I suspect everything alive is caused by random chance, sustained by pure fortune in a dance.

It’s a Baconesque to be or not to be, hiding behind a philosophy of total ignorance of The End 
As a child forgets about the mortal wound of leaving Mother’s cord, it sits around to offend 
People on every continent, infant to octogenarian pimp on the Almighty’s ebony marble skin 
Hard to get, hard to hold, hard rockin’ yet hard to believe the obvious, that the fix is all in.

Duty calls, I am committed to the cause of being the effect, all that I am is 208 bones’ soul 
Olden days kept the minions in a daze, hunting or trading to stay alive, short life to die for 
Whether diseased from environment or inheritance, the mortality rate for humanity is 100% 
Knowing what you know now, would you have done anything you’ve done differently, intent?

Asleep both at the wheel & behind bars, a DUI manslaughter conviction gets you heaven sent 
Bums & junkies walkin’ back & forth under the causeways and freeway overpasses, all spent 
Now only you know & I know the true meaning of the Word, of God, all Mankind of yo’ mama 
Seize the moment of the day your fortune allows, it’s golden dawn bright, 1 out of sight, Papa.

Fruits & vegetables of the Eden Garden keep us alive, to end in ash or veins of formaldehyde 
All I am is the same as all you all are, DNA/RNA disguised on stage, disappear & die, gods lied 
No afterlife floating around in the Ether, disembodied consciousness’s memory stack of whack 
Uplink, upload, download file, a bundle of joy, you invoked chaos’ random hoax, so Get Back!

Holy scat is blessed as the only way to prove we’ve consumed the product evolved from squat 
Used to fertilize up-and-coming seeds that blow in the wind, intentionally get humanity’s scat 
#Woke become awakened once it’s too late, they want to get another chance, but it’s all over 
Music is being played by the powers that be, neither you nor me, still it’s all that I am, lover.

Hot or frozen-stiff cold are the only ways to be alive, living on Earth, bare skin needs covers 
Pairing up with losers is never suggested unless you’re reverting to writing on cave walls, sirs 
Respect and dignity are not negotiable, do unto others as you’d have them do unto your One
Bygones have been bygones since a Big Bang, Time & Space, now & here, God Damn it’s fun.

 

by

r j j stephan, i

#AndHisMamaCried 
c. Dimanche, IV-XXVI-MMXXVI Anno Domini 1111 AMPST

{ Cracked this out the cosmic ovum while jammin’ to @Elvis #LiveAtMSG on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/WXIuWx0Juw8?si=rMB6mOPpGCzBaatj } 

F I N I S 
W.W.A.R.D.?

#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 }

F I N I S

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 }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?

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 }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?

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