FORM OUT OF SHAPE, SUBSTANCE UNSUBSTANTIAL #UpInTheAM #SilverLiningCloudyDaze #PhilosopherStonedHereAndNow #DaddioTallyHose #AC/DC Kickin' @JellyRoll @Winnona

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FLIPPIN’ SWITCHES OF

THE GODS

Got woke up in the morning with snow on the ground, colder than the usual ‘32’, lock & load

It’s the criminally insane that have no idea that life is short, we’re all gonna die on the road

Short time or long time for the miraculous orgasms of a creator, I dressed what heaven sent

With or without the wisdom or common sense inherent in all atoms, extinction’s immanent.

Nothing you will do about it, it’s not in your wheelhouse to effect the First Cause, a megaton

Hay is just dried up alfalfa and useless chaffe for the trip to evolve into the hotdogger’s bun

I have what it takes to lose it all in one big explosion of heart & brain, mindful of ancestor fun

Up above the Space or below the ultra-divine Face of God, the gods, the nature of Being One.

Important to be present so your past doesn’t meet up with your future, that would be Death

Instant or drawn-out for the drama of it all, you want to be immortal & never die at all, Faith

That it can violate all laws of nature, when you’re dead, you’re eaten or buried six feet deep

Nobody’ll ever admit as they breathe up here on top of the golden ground, It is gonna reap.

Fishing and hunting for the way to survive down here on planet Earth, no handouts for jaws

Find yourself without parents, alone without friends, without enemies, invisible fodder paws

Used to crawl, walk, run, jump & climb the ladders to the top rung of your mama’s hot teats

Only a gamete, not a boy or a man, lookin’ for the silver lining in the obfuscation back seats.

On the river or out at sea, always the notion of mystery and magic control, secret coded IQ

Deep as the core of Earth, center of the middle of the atoms, in the nucleus of the salty sea

Hoods over my head as we walk through the hoods searchin’ for philosopher’s top shelves

Where the Truth about the Nature of Being is kept, unlocked without a key to divine selves.

Hell below where we’ve all been able to go, in some past incarnation punishment schtick

Disobedient of ten commands passed on from the chosen tribes of the King of Godspell

Trying to levy punishment for breaking laws of common men & women, it’s a golden rule

Doing to the others, friends & strangers, like you’d want them to treat you, don’t be a fool.

You are quite perfect as a living lump of atoms that’ll dissolve pigs under sprinkler spigots

Turned to ash & busted bones or rotted into the Earth crust in a wood or metal dead caddie

Only you know the same thing I know, we’re all going to die at the end of life, nobody splits

Out of the body without the soul, there’s nothing you can do about the great lie, bury me.

Pointless in the fist of boxers, the punch line is not so funny when it’s a jab to a glass jaw

Hard or soft rocks are the whole shebang of the planet, the water & sand the magic of jinn

Probability theory is both general & specific when it’s the thing itself about Relativity within

Temperature measured by the proximity to the starshine captured by subatoms of foreskin.

A marvelous moment you lose your inner being, stops breathing & coagulates blue bloods

Head to toe, the rigor mortis hits all but the psyche which was ne’er there in the first place

Work is a battle to approach retirement, being paid for doing nothing, as a reward two-face

Squeeze the bags of liquid and air until they’re vacuumed empty of the male corner hoods.

Hands and feet, eight fingers, two thumbs, ten toes & a funny bone that ain’t ever laughing

Sip your wine, swallow words once you’ve written them, speak and forget about everything

Particular singularities are sucking everything into them, black holes annihilate all mothers

Meaning nothing to anyone in any language, fact of life, a father sired you, mutha branders.

Tears hidden from the light of day, in the darkness at the edge of my bed, they rock & roll

Wetting my pillowcase, soaking into the foam rubber with my nightmares and dry dreams

Playing music that returns to repeat the melody and lyrics more than thirty days in a hole

Catch me if you can but you’ll be biting yourself, enjoy your stupidity, gramma screams!

All kids are gonna die, your mamas are gonna die just like your papas, it’s called extinction

Not only will you pay for your ancestors, but I will also be taxed in brown, black & white skin

Poor older men and older women got too old to analyze the concepts and useful induction

Race to the finish line even if you didn’t begin at the start, win, win and dare I say, just win!

Somewhere above or below the rainbow where the illusion of starlight doesn’t obfuscate it

The one and the only thing itself that everything that is atomic matter is, that’d be the #Chit

In your heart & in your mind, all that is you call your soul, it’s a divine way of double switch

My god of your pantheism disregards disillusion, that’s just justice, eatin’ a ham sammich.

As cool as could ever be, the ice cubes have replaced the broken, all spurned hearts in tow

Needing no companion, any assistance paid to professionals, walk alone, fine until I blow

This town, a state of being Four Winds recycling carbon dioxide & mononucleosis I coughed

Wants and needs fulfilled inside my mother’s womb, exit on the stage to the right of the left.

Your mama was so cool, she made the snow caps melt into rivers of rocky road ice cream

It’s a metaphor but the point is, if you had to pick a friend out of a lineup, she’d hit the team

Anyway you look at it, 360 degrees above & below the cosmic egg full of the scum of stars

To evolve into self-consciousness & observe ethical behavior will insure survival of boxcars.

Bring it back around to the start’s finish line, go to jail for nobody but yourself, it’s your rules

Observe millionaire hillbillies & the upper crust meeting in the ivory tower, white room fools

It ain’t my fault so don’t blame me for the way it turned out to be, it’s the luck of the draw

Rollin’ dice or playin’ Texas Hold ‘Em, winning is everything, beat the deal’s & house flaw.

All or nothing to lose for nobody anywhere on Earth, this is a gift we’ve run into accidentally

On purpose of observation to focus on the subject & object in predication, unconsciously

As above it is below just like it’s been since my day 1, a diaper phase eating Ex-Lax factoid

Down the rabbit hole now, no matter how infinitely deep, I think I am, disconnect schizoid.

Copycats teach their skills to the stupid, ignorant morons who fall into holes of inner space

Wanting to stop free falling and end the drop in a smashed skull & bones in a puddle of mud

Like you’ve never known since your own conception by 2 germs looking to climax in grace

You can’t and nobody will get the picture until our last gasps, last punch in the busted face.

Hidden in a ceremony are the secrets that only the in-crowd keep close, abreast of the gist

Reorganization of chaos to force it into perfect order in perfect union with the divine mist

Word of silence and proof of a loudmouth is the epitaph on the granite rock of God’s cross

By the end of the story, you’re not done even though you’ll be annihilated by the holy boss.

Hey man, don’t shoot the messenger, the nature of the beast is that the beast is the gods

Above and below the burnt out cider of the sun, a planet in revolution about the hotrods

Driven on the main drag from the apex to the bottom of the barrel of monkeys’ fur coats

Hotter than a pistol just emptied the barrel into the monkeys, apes gone to wild in boats.

Some girls know & some have no idea, it’s the species hope to survive the extinction apes

Embedded in the genes’ random animals, it’s the code to wipe out the zygotes’ with vapes

Sooner or later on the scale of infinity, when it’s over it’s over, implode in a sub nucleic iPod

Blame the moon, blame the sun, there’s Space too but Nothing else but Void, praise God!

Now and then, scat comes down from out of nowhere, clouded skies of black space

Nothing is not something, that’s all there is though, what you see is what you got too

Hat is off inside the building but outside, I only tip it to the ladies, they don’t know it so

Just a minute, I’m never late but this time, I’m sorry what you saw’s what you got, face.

Hills climbed, oceans crossed, wound up getting’ down in upper ends, the block’s corner

Schemes of the pyramids and the underground bunkers of the rats & roaches, my brother

Ears wide open for morons who’ve misconstrued Truth with bull’s scat, 84 million my love

Pills swallowed, H2O drunk in SOLO cups, can’t mix the Black Jack, skies the limit above.

Awake or asleep, I know nothing & it’s just like the day I was born now, existential crisis

Living or dying is all we’re gonna get to do, be happy it’s the shortest period in What It Is

Home or away from the base, it’s always the same, leave & go back when it’s time to see

Space so vast, your mind ain’t inside your skull, your mind’s tapping outside to divinity.

Back of the full house and the front of the store, the remains of the ancestors stay alive

In echoes in the mind of the kin who were begotten by the One, the 1st one before the hive

Known or unknown, facts of life are what they are, facts that can’t change no matter what

It is this way of life that releases the stored power, a supernova in the mind, we are a dot.

by

r j j stephan i

c. Vendredi, February 7th MMXXV Anno Domini

{ Kicked this down the ladder while jammin’ to @WARtheBand concert #CiscoKid & HITS on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/Wu7ygAqF_Mk?si=CABreW3R6u5Y9bb- )

WORDS OF WAR

The Cisco Kid was a friend of mine

The Cisco Kid was a friend of mine

He drink whiskey, Poncho drink the wine

He drink whiskey, Poncho drink the wine

We met down on the fort of Rio Grande

We met down on the fort of Rio Grande

Eat the salted peanuts out of can

Eat the salted peanuts out the can

The outlaws had us pinned down at the fort

The outlaws had us pinned down at the fort

Cisco came in blastin', drinkin' port (Cisco-)

Cisco came in blastin', drinkin' port

My, my, my

They rode the sunset, horse was made of steel

They rode the sunset, horse was made of steel

Chased a gringo last night through a field

Chased a gringo last night through a field

The Cisco Kid was a friend of mine

The Cisco Kid, he was a friend of mine

The Cisco Kid was a friend of mine

The Cisco Kid was a friend of mine

My, my, my

The Cisco Kid was a friend of mine

The Cisco Kid, he was a friend of mine

The Cisco Kid was a friend of mine

The Cisco Kid was a friend of mine

Source: Musixmatch

Songwriters: Morris Dickerson / Harold Brown / Charles Miller / Lee Levitin / Thomas Allen / Lonnie Jordan / Howard Scott

The Cisco Kid lyrics © Far Out Music Inc.

#DigOneHeartbeatAtATime #Oneness

GOD DON’T FORBID ANYTHING BUT WHAT I SEE AS UNFIT

Gods forbid you come to a gunfight with a sharp knife, you’d be sure to die quick six
No turning around or back once you’re committed to terminating the threat, 2 sticks
We called holy names which cannot be uttered by mortals, nobody knows it all, One
Yet there’s a place in the aquarium, in the zoo or the whole ecosystem for my Son.

Buried or above and beyond the thing itself, there is a shape or form of the atoms
Imagine you’re a pebble on a beach full of pebbles, there were no Eve’s or Adams
The blank spot in the human memory was all too humane, we cannot be accidents
Insanity of the mind evolved from a hunting & gathering culture, the sixth scents.

Enculturation of the tribe by nobody but a random collection of idiotic baboon ilk
Crime and the punishment resulting from the act, all the same when it’s all over
Guilty by reason of insanity or just because you’re a mean & nasty, immoral lover
Hugs and kisses to you even if you can’t receive them without a shake & shudder.

I saw you cringe as if you were being approached by disaster, yet that was me fool
You weren’t fooled before the fools got into your head’s mind, old ladies of the pool
Hey man, it’s incredible & totally easy to believe at one and the same time, amazing
Like winning your father’s favor & inheriting gold & silver mines full of #DOGE ding.

Quirky yet fully immersed in winning of the game, with or without known damn fools
I know the way, you know a wrong way and we’ll meet at the end in the storm’s pools
Love and the lack of it is the Force behind your Life’s progression, kings & l’il queens
All for the One & Only Truth, no priests or monks know it, only God knows It dreams.

Swallow your pride, internalize your disbelief in the facts of life, you’ve made your bed
Sleep with an eye open or expect the worse, getting lost within a dream’s dreamscape
Can’t awaken if you’ve lost your memory, can’t come back to the origin at End’s finale
What it is, who it is & why it is how everything cannot be underestimated, we’re dead.

I have no proof other than wakes & funerals I’ve attended before my own, it’s creepy
Kissin’ the Italian corpses left by my loving kinfolk, gave them a granite rock & grave
Just to be there in case a stranger passes by & reads the curiosity of a solo existence
Pied piper playin’ your song, my tune ain’t in the reservoir, I’ll be freestyle jazz’ tense.

You know like only you and I know the Truth about the nature of Being, it’s deep secret
Hidden from all the mass’ humming engine with a hole & dip stick, keepin’ out of debt
Gone way too fast counterclockwise about the track, crashed & burned body’s bones
What was necessary & sufficient for my bongo drums to keep a beat, angels’ moans.

Brief speech you didn’t even know was coming, all for One & One for all, the ghetto
Place to live for the welfare of the motherless children, can’t keep the legs to blow
Human need & desire for the extinction of species is within the RNA, love stinks too
As above, so below, the stars blow with their planets, our sun goes, you’re gone boo!
by
r j j stephan, i

c.  Mardi, Janvier XXVIII^th  MMXXV Anno Domini @ 444 PMPST

{ Slipped out of the Vault With No Door, while listenin’ to #TheGhetto (again) by @DonnyHathaway on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/5uLM6DdTpmQ }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?

PABLO PICASSO

#AppleJackGold #Schism #WhenHadesFreezesOver #YoMama

TAKIN’ THE HIGH ROAD OUT OF EDEN

What the gods hack with ease!

Whoopin’ Man’s ass sometimes!

Whippin your mare or your Philly won’t do the trick, obedience is earned with kind causes

Gone up and down with the roller coaster’s tracks, might be four or eight, up to the bosses

I ain’t the one that’s been here since day 1, I wasn’t even gonna show up until it was all over

Yet, here I am, holding my ground to the folks who step across the line, back step one, lover.

Pensions come & finally come to an end, comin’ out your cash bottom line, freaks in charge

Of the gunpowder that the Chinese figure would make noisy explosions to share the Large

It don’t hurt one bit to be scared for a second, makes you laugh or gets you cussin’ a might

Bits of pieces come apart & return back to it’s original sin state of disobedience to the fight.

Sisters and cousins can’t comprehend the nature of the beast, it’s the original G on trial too

Yo’ to the gallery, later to the crass & ignorant, high & mightier than the get-go-gangster fool

Pants on the ground, dago T’s tucked in to baggie blues or greys, no choice to be in the herd

On the corner or between the blocks, the streets’ asphalt too hot to go ala barefoot furled.

Right to the Left, all learned from the leaders of the herd, elected or dominated by fearing

Every command of the mighty absentee creator of heaven above & Earth below, it’s a show

To be or not to be is not only a question but also the final gasp of wind in a sore cutthroat

Too severe to repeat ad infinitum, angelic Singularity’s black hole, everything’s everything.

I’m slidin’ on ice I didn’t create, just visiting for a spell, no choice to be created in the Lust

Married or not, the two become One, here we are, all from the duality of the divine Trust

Quiet silence fills the empty room, see the reason for the nucleus is to create the nuclei

Nothing to do with rewards and punishments for observing rules & theorems to be Free.

Spirit outside of the skin and bones, infused into the granite stone-rock cross & years here

On planet Earth’s dirty ground, gold & lead leaking out from the finality of the star we were

Earth’s a dying star, think about the Truth, no choice to want peace, you’ll die anyway boss

It’s all there is blinded buy the Truth, here today in my Cadillac, gone tomorrow, God’s loss.

Inside of the head’s skull, a brain’s mind mills over the good, the bad & the ugly faces of men

Each one created by the isolation of One Egg, coded RNA for survival of the fittest, God amen

Hey man, you gotta go when you gotta go, toilet to hide the defecated & urinated below us all

Now, Time’s almost all gone, years of decades fading into the forgotten Truth, why angels fell.

You have all twenty breaths left in your lungs, don’t say a thing unless it ends, “I am so sorry!”

All you thought about & everything you did is all in your mind, as it dies, you’re all gone too

Wishing it was different but there’s some unknown reason for the madness, it’s all the Story

Saga and tale that can never repeat, it’s a One & Done, tribute to the power that is, The Boo!

by

r j j stephan i

c. Mardi, 1-28-MMXXV @ 444 AMPST

{ Lettin’ Nothin’ slide, Your Pity & Sorrow has no effect, High Road taken & drafted this gem while repeating a loop of #TrueLove by @GlenFrey on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/mUM4x4Bl_Ic?si=M0_IV1iQKp1wsv_y & some @Stewie link @ https://youtu.be/S74h3U7rISM }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?

GOLD CROWNED FRUIT BAT

G O L D  applejack

WORD DOWN TO THE UPPERS #NeverForgetNineNineONE #Picasso & #911 #GetReady #HereWeGo #HereWeGo

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Can I be frank here Frankie & Johnny since you can’t be, y’all are too afoul of stench and stank
My God & your gods are at war in the final fiscal battle for all of the gold in the dead lead bank
Cope with the next ten minutes & you’ll be good to go, bull’s eye on your heart not in the back
Dead air is underneath your wings as it should have been as your head’s been injured by crack.

Motherless and father in heaven, there was only One virgin left to come away with Life on Earth
Hear the scream to come into the oxygenated Space below the heavens, luck got the high hand
Queens over aces are the full boat you screamed about in Reno, cheated the house’s Black Jacks
Moved around until it was later than midnight’s manufactured night moves, I worked on backs.

Massaged until the cash register rang up the price to pay for the feeling of ecstatic “Eye DGAF”
Use a calculator to figure out the following equation when “x” & “y” equal subzero holy muck
Linguistic certainty of believing with Blind Faith that we’re here & now yet in some dire strait
A dream within a Poe dream, night’s mare of being innocent & powerless on a first love date.

Recollect the symphony playing Strauss in your headphones as you picked up the mellow riff
His mother named him Richard after his father’s uncle Rich who wandered onto the RR track
High to low,in 208 pieces all about being shattered in a NYC minute, if you know, you're a stiff
You know that it’s all manufactured scat from a bull, a dog or cool cat, on the 4 corners’ black.

No concrete or blacktop in the dust, glass and wood build the scat that One’s fire will toast
Burnt to a crisp, all dried up every atom of H2O & we’ve turned into Mars’ dead-dust roast
Neither astrophysicists nor philosophers posit a trick to being able to accept Truth well-said
Knowing it all & knowing nothing about everything there is, matter & energy in a box, dead.

This ain’t your fault so never to worry your little head’s mind about it, just forget I said it
You’re all woke-up with the attention to picayune items like what you’ll do if sharks chit
Or if Dick & Jane like you or not, as if that matters in the finale, one final gasp of O2 gas
Nobody takes anything with them, rich, poor, young, old, unborn abortive, atone nice _ss.

Apes walk, talk, collectively consume & annihilate the thing itself, birth to death’s fiasco
Hey man, give up some love and loneliness for the Void, you’ll know someday, just blow
Whistle like your papa to come home for supper, you know your seat at the dinner table
Someone told you it was time, you forgot all about Time history, early or once too late.

Fear and loathing inside of the rooms of every mansion & hovel in a cave, lost & found it
Watered down to the basic element, it’s all Gold & Silver spoons of the eternal dreamer
Asleep upon the altar of the sacrifice in the form of a lamb or human virgin, a final offer
To be or not to be, blind faith in something or other when you can’t figure out jack chit.

You played my instrument & I sang a song with words used, a rhythm & rhyme to go blind
Drums, strings & blown tubular bells that have no ring, it’s just a Void to avoid in the mind
Hello I say to Hades called Hell, what’s taken you so long to come around, no spark to blow
Sorry for the sorrow, you win some & you know when you’ve lost it all, ain’t no late show.

Bums and junkies flow from the tops of the hills to the dregs at the bottom of the Earth core
Lava hot rocks roll from mountain tops to the salted sea, some just a deep sound of the bore
Like your mother dropped you on the floor when she didn’t even know you were inside her
Between her legs came the new life, just like the old life, a reincarnated being, a drunk driver.

Neverland passed into forgotten territory, with or without you, I’m here for the party of One
Multiply your division’s quotient by zero and that’s precisely what you’ll get, that ain’t no fun
Therefore, follow the premises to the inevitable showdown, indubitable conclusion deduced
God’s nobody man, it’s like this & like that y'all, a Strauss’ symphony 2 in F minor, “Bruce!”

Stow away rolled stones you’ll need when you’re emptied of all the power of the sticks n’ stone
You may be good, bad or ugly and you may be all of the above from time to time, we’re alone
Astronauts & cosmonauts felt the pulse outside of this planet, it’s a long way to the tip’s top
Hot to trot just the way things are when a species needs extinction, cannot get boys to stop.

Bring your bag lunch & a good book to read, it’ll be a break you’ll never forget about up high
Undercover lovers move the unmoved & then abort the innocent glob nobody will ever buy
How species’ survive is the mystery, all luck of the draw, shuffle the deck well, take a chance
Try to hide, go ahead, naturally I fear the reaper, it’s a natural law, so sweet baby, let’s dance!

Forget what I just wrote, what you all just read, begin again, start over, repeat ad infinitum
I’ve already forgotten & I just wrote this a second ago, too tired even to be an old man bum
No way to survive for nothing at all, without a goal there’s no place to go, not San Francisco
Loved the Tenderloin but Marin dragged my ass down the One, coastal crust the God’s blow.

I rocked it to the hilt and the climax was quick & forgotten in my caffeination infusion trick
I like Merlot though, I’m wishin’ upon a star ridin’ on a cable car, almost there & it’s so sick
You ain’t here but it’s OK, I got saved & I’m still runnin’ on the emptiness, I’m gonna filler up
Sooner than later, ready, get set, Home for the rest of your life, immortally your phuq-up.

On my last flight in the old school, never knew I could fly on my zipper, that’s what I get too
No way other than this way, it’s narrow but it will get me to where I’m goin’ for free but blue
As it is above so it is below the Nothingness from Tennessee to California, it’s too much glee
For the sake of the music, let’s get the colors coordinated, last blink, in synch, corpse is free.

Earth is rare just like the space between your ears, neve forget The Thing they did to US
You know who did it, you know I ain’t forgettin’ with hope that I’ll jog your recollection
Of men and the mice they trap & kill by fooling them to be getting free cheese from gods
Got nothing to show, smoke & mirrors deleted, we’re left with bull’s scat & our hot rods.

by

r j j stephan, i

c. Lundi, Janvier VIth MMXXV Anno Domini @ 666 AMPST

{ Crafted a corpse of words to express the @RareEarth rendition of #GetReady (‘cause here I come)  on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/FEyz_WayzyQ?si=XmnCRX46NaL0Cbsu }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.? 

NEVER FORGET

IT'S TIME, I'M OUT

BLUE ANGEL IN SYNC

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#WeCameToPlay @TowerOfPower MMXXV comin' up! #OORAH @USAF @ThunderbirdsUSAF

DIG, HERE WE GO, WE CAME TO PLAY
TRIP-POINT OF NO RETURN,

 AD INFINITUM REPITITION

SssssssssssssVALERIEsssssssssssS

Begone from all sights & sounds of silent music, treble & bass to die for in naked cities
Talkin Bangor to San Ysidro & every single cesspool of humanity’s fecal matter, please
Take this & take that right in the kisser, you can’t see beyond a nosey character’s tease
I got out of town with my skin & 208 bones intact, ain’t my fault I fell out of family trees.

Produced in a huff, no immaculate conception but One son of Man, Father’s in heaven
With or without the other angels who flew around in the day & nightfall of the sword
Dots and dashes on the ship’s bow, sailing for the rest of my watch, never will retire it
My watch is on until my final snatch of air out the sky, gas I don’t know will kill my chit!

Hair is short or long, facts of life is hair is all dead cells, a result of the passage of Time
Stay bald eagle & nobody knows you’re o’er 12, so shave yo’ face at sundown in a gaol
I got a big, full moon over here, high in an imaginary sky, Space & Time’s illusion rhyme
Hidden from the uninitiated who would break Ten Commandments & theoretics, I fail.

Harps playin’ for the Captains of ships & the sailors who animate the sea’s DJ lockers
Davey Jones knew nothing then & still the same after all the pirates left gold for goons
Treasure chests ‘neath crystal clear underwater to island tops of drowned, goof loons
Lava is loose, merging a secondary scream for mercy to nobody, all lips just blowers.

Fire out of the sun, ignition of the atmospheric tornados and tidal waves, gods to plead
Wind remnants of a spin & wobble of Earth, carrion birds & bees, all too human doom
Survive the concoction, unimmaculate conception of a holy egg in mom’s womb tomb
Expression on your face is classic, here’s what I know in nutshell, it’s RNA in the seed.

Are you on board or will you wait until it’s far too late to save your soul, father fodder?
Don’t mind if you do or not, in a hundred years, nothing’ll matter but you’re the father
Absentee meaning nobody ever told you that you originated from thin air, RNA codex
To replicate the scars of a Big Bang & the march onto the return to the Singularity sex.

Oneness of One’s multiplicity of the Many is as obvious as a murder of crow’s caw-call
Iron the wrinkles from the invisible smoke’s turban, twirls about the brain bucket-ball
Listened to the words but forgot everything they said to me, something deep as a hole
Doves nor seagulls fly up in there, nothing alive needs a lit darkness, unnecessary con.

Children come to life accidentally on purpose, it’s all in the stars, all of us go very well
Kicking & screaming on the way to the corpus dillecti or a passing ship in zonal twilight
Go ahead & get behind me, watch my footsteps & follow each one as you would beach
Bums affluent in falling asleep, middle of the day or the night, crybabies do all preach.

Guides showing the way they don’t know because everybody must die to know, get it?
All the bibles and other languages ideas about after this life’s death know Nothing, sit
In meditation & absolutely still for an hour or two, every day or every year you’re alive
Systems above & below in synchronization of Big Bang’s slowing expansion, it’s jive.

Pain felt in your brain’s mind, a function of saving the host from disease, harm & death
If you disregard the signals thrown into your conscious awareness, take a last breath
Y’all won’t know it after you’re all gone but know it now, you’re just cosmic dust dying
At Space’s airports or undersea, jets & submarines get to final destinations’ ice frying.

Gravitational force just the suck of the two lips which speak no Evil nor Good, let’s roll
Upward or downward dog, either or both ways are the way the river goes to water’s fall
Binge & snatch life out of the dead things we kill to eat, for the power of Juice from Joy
Barking & bitching at my parents’ graves, deceived to believe in 49 reasons like a boy.

Babies and elders’ bones are not in my future nor yours, you may not have blind faith
Can’t see the Truth that has no words & therefore no reality for the hungry old wraith
Gods named after dots on a matrix, taken for granted in 400 years, still all’s the same
As above so below, things themselves & forms rock the shape of salt water & a dame.

Paid the fees to matriculate in a PhD program which requires dissertation of polemics
Want to bad enough, desire it good enough & you’ll certainly connect the dots’ sticks
Lucky you read the words in The Word from Genesis to Revelation, then dropped balls
To regenerate the species whether in love or lust, irresponsible for the werewolf calls.

Reconnoiter the flatland to secure the life and liberty for yourself & posterity’s men
Matter & the form it takes is all there is for us all, even the unborn in a womb of blues
Fight like a crazy baby to get here & now, depending on the whim of the girls & women
Hot to trot, horses ready to race, lathered up skin, muscles loose to lose, magic ruse.

Pie never was in the sky, it was a jackass’ carol on a stick and fishing line, no piece ate
A piece of peace just a dream in the middle of a battle & war of the states of being late
On time and eternal after the spin, when it stops, it is indeed, all over, that’s all, caput
No light or sound leftover, underground, under dirt, under water, let’s load up & shoot!

Certainty a thing of the Past, nothing for certain in the Present of Future, just figments
Imaginary chimera, appears & vanishes as it’s identified, First Cause of heaven scents
Blown mind, body eaten & defecated without prejudice, it’s nothing personal, I’m dirt
Of a star, billions of parsecs away from Earth’s core, stillborn & raised to be a Big hurt.

Would your parents ever abandon you to the powers that be? Could you survive alone?
Answer is clear as a bell, you will fight to survive if you need to kill aggressor’ T-bones
Buried deeper than a shovel can dig, in a body bag empty of a thing itself, down under
Believed hook, line & sinker that the hook was friendly, I got caught in light & thunder.

No return now, it’s not on the keyboard, ain’t in my repertoire to show the narrow way
If you don’t know already, you’ll never know, it’s the way it is, it’s not anyone, far away
Where nothing else can be, that’s where it is, it’s actually not It, it’s nothing special
Think therefore you exist, there’s no question, I am, You are, we all are, God in a cell.

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r j j stephan, i

c. Jeudi, 12-26-MMXXIV Anno Domini @ 12 O’CLOCK HIGH NOON

{ Jostled this ditty jammin’ to the sound of @TowerOfPower #WeCameToPlay & #KnockYourselfOut #Hits on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/trHaA_oMZTA?si=3wb8msitIczFgwMW }

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THE PHILOSOPHER'S STONE

PIZZA, THE WAY IT OUGHTA BE #TrueLoveNeverDies #FakeLoveAlwaysDies

LAYS & OJAYS, CHIP OFF AN OLD BLOCK IN CHI “T”

It’s all about the second city in the country as it was & always will be, no shy town abuzz

Darker than you’ve ever seen or can recall et al, since your sentient consciousness’ fuzz

Rolling the dystopian nightmare into the scat right in front of our faces, it’s all in your face

Not only are you asleep & deep inside of a nightmare that won’t end but also kills the race.

It’s all over, finished at the end line drawn at random with nothing but lead pencils & gold

Everything came from the star we’ve named The Sun, like the son of God, this chit got old

Older than your mama & absentee father and irrelevant to the eerie philosophy goin’ down

Up atop of the high mounds spewing the Earth’s lava from the middle, stardust of a clown.

Bricks in backyards leftover from one, Great Common Complex, vortex’s white-black holes

Menudo of integrity and tools for extinction of the species drank up with the drunks’ blows

Out of their common ground minds, only extinction results, plugged in & blew a holy gasket

Needed that to keep the liquid inside of the engine, edge of the two dimensions flips to It.

Bleed out a bug, kill the power to become something from Nothing, it’s all too human love

It’s a rolling and rocking catastrophe that rots in it’s agar petri dish of viral missiles as above

So below, there you have it although you didn’t desire or need it, ignorance was bliss, amigo

Speak no Evil, you’ll hear none, stick your finger in the plum pie, pucker up your lips & blow.

Whistleblower fools slit their own throats as the program requires them to exist, we say RIP

Not six feet underneath the artificial intelligence & generative Pre-trained Transforms’ GPT

Bears rob the picnic of Yogi & BooBoo since they’ve ripped off the Flintstone & Jetson feast

Travel in Time forward or backward can’t change a thing, it’s on a goner’s singularity, I insist.

Above atmospheric content in the sphere of influence, air, land & sea we become as One

Not two that function as the species’ creator of more bones & flesh to sacrifice to no One

Failure to launch & take-off for any orbits outside of the atomic sun, because it’s Nothing

As above it’s below, there’s no atom below what’s above, yet Life as we know it is a Thing.

Word salad stories, historical philosophers as dead thinkers’ leftovers now, junk in a trunk

Artificially intelligent with the generative pre-trained transformers of @GPT-4 livin’ in funk

A put on for the masses & the last one alive, unable to reproduce the immortal 1-soul Void

Always with me & you but invisible to five senses, recollected imagery of girls who’re toyed.

Fathers & mothers required to invoke virginity & chastity, too deep down in MAGA RNA/DNA

Extinction is immanent since there’s only survival or be dead and buried underground in tin

Macroscopic focus beyond the Milky Way & Andromeda, Nothing astronauts could test for

No more walks in the backwoods with you, we’ve made love on grass, braised by love heat.

Waves of the ocean comin’ into my shore, blasting drops of H2O into my bearded, holy face

For the love of God, jesus Christos underneath the mistletoe waiting for a hug, not a trace

No love lost & no hate can cost everything I have, since I have nothing but mistletoe sister

Special to be beautiful as you are, as you were meant to be, random recombined funk-fur.

Way to go, total worship of gods you can’t see because you are what you thought they were

Bluebirds & house cats with their hearts removed, still hungry & doin’ fine & then some too

Rock my babies to sleep, they couldn’t contain their cries for the colloquy cries of the wild

Hemp-dried to smoke, seeded to regenerate Oneness of being stupid, loose cannon child.

Midnight or noon, smooth 24 hour swing ad infinitum, orbital trajectory of mental buggery

Babies from infants, elder examples of failed ice and fire, what are you gonna do, it’s empty

Fabulous like you can be and don’t want to think about, you’re in the middle of a free fall

Mixed up with Jesus & Judas, casks of wine & foolin’ around at the party, born to be A Kill.

Hunted yet never found, can’t be skinned, gutted & consumed by the predators murdered

Without a sign or heartache signal to slow down & wait for the cease & desist flip of the bird

On the way forward I go, we all go, nobody goes back to the way it used to be, heaven’s gate

Walking or flying, we’ll get there whether we lie ‘bout it or not, words said, you know, FATE!

Standing in your way again? I’m already gone but my arms won’t let you go, need my wants

Bloody rivers of life’s rain is getting me up off of my knees, I beg no more, a demand of rants

Didn’t ask for this, didn’t plan it so I don’t want to accept consequences’ stoppin’ on a dime

He said he’d love her for moments in time, mother & father, judge & jury, guilty of the crime.

I’m pretty sure I’m as beautiful as the first being to come alive on Earth, no doubt about it

Things always work out like they should, it’s got nothing to do with your loving & hating chit

Been here before, I remember now, lucky I forgot or I wouldn’t have repeated it ad infinitum

Whispered shouts, same old thing, infinity forces a shrill disorder as I dive into my 151 rum.

End of August, my birth’s day the XXVIIth as I am the dog that’s having his dog day, it’s longer

The dream was over before I knew and there was no way to share that with my love of anger

That The Way is not my own, selfish as I am, selfless as I’ll be down the road to Eden, I invite

You & yours, every single one born dead, here now, dust settles Silence left in a One’s byte.

Darkness is everywhere amid spaced-out red & white giants waiting to supernova & warp it

Full houses beating the five aces with the wild card joker that chuckles at funny digs & jibes

Funk smell, funk taste, I see and hear what’s Untouchable, hold hands that got no knuckles

Fast company here & there, faithful with blind faith’s certainty, here today, begone manana!

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r j j  stephan, i

c.  Mardi, Christmas Eve 12 XXIV MMXXIV Anno Domini @ 711 AMPST

{ Kicked the scat out the dregs of Earth, Gods born don’t die if they’re God, can I get a witness to take up some space?  Drafted while listenin’ to the @Eagles #RoadOutOfEden #ILoveToWatchAWomanDance on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/wo3kAroH6Ps?si=bT7bH4-iAzqXZQGn }

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#MakeMyWISHcomeTrue @MariahCarey #Snow #Ice & #Missletoe #AllIWantForChristmas #PleaseComeHomeForChristmas #TheEagles

BE IN HARM’S WAY, DONE MY WAY, AQUA BLUES TO TRUMP A QUEEN

Surround squares by woke lovers equal to the matrix’ rubric cube effect, 1 angel’s 1st cause

Whatever heats and freezes is all there is, matter or immaterial, special effect of gold dust

You care ‘til you can’t laugh any longer & you begin to cry about the death of the fallen One

Poor old spirit first created out of Nothing by the matrix, no accidental conception, my son.

Rich beyond the billions of the wealthy in universal atomic fission & fusion, a particle of silk

Leftovers once Big Bangs pass from a Future’s forwarding to the Past’s Presence, a fool’s ilk

Follow a bouncin’ ball that leads us all from the dream between your ears & reality of a goof

Trip with or without the generosity of pot plants we hex into magic potions, we’re 180 proof.

I gave it all for nothing, trained to survive in the center of dire straits, distributed at random

No recollection of a guilt complex of historical, ancient civilization & the ocean’s sea scum

Knowing Nothing itself as well as you can without saying a thing about its zeroed empty sun

Hits, playin’ @Motorcity @Motown song & rockin’ #Suspicions among us, strait shot’s 151.

Code too complex for a simple mind, calculus’ trigonometry & analytic, ancient philosophy

Above the sky that’s blue in the daytime, pitch-black spread-out coast to coast on the spin

Ask your mama for Truth, since your father’s either dead or just vanished upon a THC cloud

Life is what the hell it is, it knows the occult mystery of magicians, pretender’s holy shroud.

I won’t ever tell you I told you so, I didn’t tell you so, there was a secret to be kept, a promise

To the One who left Space’s matrix, y’all fell out of Earth’s spin, above, below, what to miss?

You’re not the ashen bones in the funeral pyre’s display, you ain’t in the undertaker’s casket

Where you are is better than a quart of formaldehyde replacement of the vampire’s biscuit.

Wings on my back, only one chosen to hang on to my invisible tail, she won’t ever let it go

Eventually we’ll be where we’ve always been, everywhere that a Big Bang can go, we blow

The function of mathematics cannot be denied, it originates with a point-to-point lineup

Then an imagination erasure of the space between the ears, within the skull & bone’s cup.

Runneth over due to an effulgence of I don’t know what, subatomic waste of rainbow trash

Hate & Love, imaginary fruits and vegetables from the plants & trees of liquid and gas hash

One more chance before you die and way before lying on your death bed’s ground of being

Movement animating all I need, transformation of Form & Matter, still a Star in Singh-Singh.

My father & mother told me to follow the leader until I figured out how to live in my own way

From the bootstrings in basic training to the fully vested retiree embedded in solid ground

We all live on it, some of us believe we don’t and we’re not responsible for the outcome day

Final judgement on your acts of good & evil’s commands, law-code well known rule to play.

Find out you’re mortal and your skin and bones will leave happiness behind in a 6-foot hole

Only if you’re fortunate, some get a body bag of bones, some nothing but Earth’s mink stole

Hot sun melts the tar upon the roof, your feet ain’t fireproof, so hot yo’ sandals wanna die

Under the boardwalk down by the sea, me & my baby on a blanket eatin’ a hot dog & fries.

You father, a man, loved a mother, yours or somebody else’s mama, disseminating the fool

From coast to coast and border to border, papa was a rolling stone wild with gravity’s cool

Chance and the free will to cause the effects that happen to darling couples, incubate an X

May be a Y combined code without intent, just lucky to become present, Gods live for Sex.

by

r j j  stephan, i

c.  Dimanche, Freezember XXII^nd MMXXIV Anno Domini @ 711 AMPST

{ Appropriated via the Calculus of the Void function, jammed to @MarvinGaye #LetsGetItOn in a #Motown Top 100 Greatest Hits in a loop on youTube, link @ https://youtu.be/eYBS1WZeb9o }

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