#LesEnfants #AlphaMale #OmegaFemale & #MOI #GetReady #TheShadowKnows #ProfessoriVoidTank #DeadHeading

SHADOWS ARE NOT STAINS IN YOUR DREAM, YOU'RE THE SHADOW

Knowing that it's always just a kiss and a shout away from my presence, well it's shelter comfort

Feeling safe and secure in the darkness with your back up against a rock wall, fire too hot to abort

Keeping the light hot and bright to keep the idiots and morons who fear the Fire, fear of the One

Pumping the oil, the black gold up out of the grounded stardust, the chafe of the second, holy sun.

Midnight or high noon, going from the center of nothing to the outer edge of everything, it's so good

You couldn't imagine this in your wildest dreams, you know the thing, where you fear your pretension

Don't even want to think about it, can't entertain the notion, the category is complex, simple minded

Now I'm going out on a bamboo limb, away from my home, my house, my security, gonna be so dead.

I really prefer to live forever, to be or not to be immortal?  I choose the immortal, to be the Black Hole

Deeper than the Singularity that can't be imagined, a stretch of the imagination shrinking into one soul

Moms & dads didn't know, their parents never told them because they'd no idea either, rays of a gamma

My mother's mother used to tell me that "Monkeys see & monkeys do!"  Quote me, "love yo' gramma!"

Function of the calculus is the answer to the philosophical and mathematical conundrum of why I am

Not that I exist but WHY did I get this chance to be conscious, here and now for a spell, a magic One

I don't know how this was conjured up, magic cauldron mixed into this concoction of the royal scam

Everybody but me was in on it and everybody's got to go when I do, it's ain't my fault, it's God's damn.

Steel and molten rock and stardust rollin' down from mountains full of lava, inner secret of rare Earth

Planetary rocks blown out of the smithereens of a mighty, white dwarf or red giant infinite, timed birth

Must be the musk on my skin, going up through the olfactory sense to the mind's eye in god's brainstem

Where the anomaly resides in peace until the Magnetic Resonance Image reveals the brutal Truth hymn.

Stories told and recollected for the Wisdom, inner DNA and RNA are empty words of a Black Star hit

Upsetting to discover your personal bit of the cosmic expression you sense in five or less, it's ESP chit

Always once in a while but forever, for eternity and a day, tomorrow and yesterday are It, matter's form

Opened wide to let it all hang out, everyplace in Space 360 degrees from original sin, I Am the Worm.

Tears of the punks started this river of mud & blood, crossed the crevasse over Babylon, intrepid Heel

Gods came up from the equator and down from the south and north poles, imaginary places for Real

Monkeys, apes, humanity and what we drank and ate, recycled for the Earth Mother, work without pay

Because we had to get out of the diapers, wet and stank of the dead, spoiled scat refused by a Sun's ray.

Middle of a dream, swirling, naked Truth, Wisdom's dusty Knowledge, silent boy's man-sized room

Comes like chunks of undigested Death and Destruction, refused by the gods, sent back to the doom

Wasted the Time in Space for a moment, maybe a century precisely in the middle of the dots' autofill

Cattle and swine, here before the cosmic scene rattled the tombstones of all gratefully dead, road kill.

Cause of this here and that there effect is the mystery we pretend to know but it's an educated guess

Based on the present facts which are slim or none, using deduction and induction to reap the success

Of a mouse & a man and a woman, creeping in & out of the corners where angels fear to go all alone

Gratitude for the experience, in sickness & health, it's a dip into a deep Void, a bum's shredded bone.

by

r j j  stephan, i

c.  Dimanche, Blovember 29th, 2020 Anno Domini @ 5:55 AMPST

{  Jammed out of my hind end while listenin' to a cornucopia of jazzy rocks @Carlos_Santana #Europa on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/JAsfAuvFvh8 & @RareEarthBand #GetReady (long version) link @ https://youtu.be/Yan9WilVmEg?t=1 on the LP! }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?

#BishopBullwinkle #AbsurdityRulesTheRoost #HonkyTonksRock #NowJustRobTilYouDie #MoralityExtinctionDNAGene #BonnieRaitt #BruceSpringsteen #TheRollingStones #pFhuqnA @JakeOwens @ElvinBishop @LittleFeat @LynyrdSkynyrd

UTTER NONSENSE YET FULL OF THE STATE OF BEING, STONED RO'

Who the hell or under the heavens above or below us all gave y'all the rights to round the bend amused

Your forefathers who fought as babies in wars to kill the bad guys, all of us were the Good on the loose

Good and ugly as the Americans, Europeans, Asians, Africans, Canadiens, S.Americans, a friend's fad

We waited for decades and centuries, no millennia for The Dream to either end or become so GD sad.

I didn't plan the broken heads and severed love hearts and souls that we burned and buried down

Way down low, where the angels always feared to go running when they smelled our essence blown

In the gums, rotting your choppers into oblivion just because you wanted to eat the sweetest #eats

Not the sour or spoiled goods of your coolest friends and enemies on Earth, nobody to fear the beats.

On my radio or my web directly from the digital goddesses amongst us, we know they rule the roosts

In my blood for the time nobody can ever wait for, #FlippinTheSwitch from the on to the off boosts

Electrical burns from the sun's random rays all over the Void in and out of the dead meat and corpses

Not their fault that they can't handle the Truth, they got nowhere to go and they're afraid to flip stiffs.

But I know you care more than you'll admit, shake your heads, clap your hands because they all sing

It's all happened under the Bridges of Babylon, where the Romans and Greeks feared Brits & the Celts

Before the comfortable socks and boots, they marched on their tarsals forever, died sick or soul battling

You and I couldn't get what we wanted because they told us our Ma & Pa Tumbled the Dice, ouch belts.

Here and now, we the people who read and understand the meaning of the Word, the group of words

Meaning gives you all you want and need from the first breath of consciousness to the final end, birds

All that flies will be dead & buried like it or not, it ain't my fault, sing it loud, red meat inside, we try

Cultural enculturation works on all infants who don't fade away from the moronic idiocy of god's lie.

Here's your take-away, your take-out from me to you, don't care if you like it or not, here's 151 rum

Shots down the hatch, scramble your ethics and morality and confuse being a nice God with my mum

Where I come from deep down in the holy hole where the thing itself goes on, middle of darkness, I am

Then and here we go, nothing to see here in the darkness, the blinding light gets you nauseous Hotdam!

You came for the tidbits that byte you in the behind, now you're gonna get what you came for, my sugar

Sweet like it is when you first lick the thing itself with your red tongue, knowing it got what you needed

Honey baked into the flesh of dead pigs and just because they were alive don't mean they're chitz-fame

Yet, they will be just like the dogs and cats, bulls and cows, chickens, roosters, fish and the royal game.

I could go on and on for the rest of eternity but I think I'll give the rest of the souls a chance to get by

With a wing and a prayer from the horns, twanging steel strings, bangin' animal skins with bone sticks

Paying the mothers and fathers to be the child bearers from conception through deception's parlor tricks

Mired down into the Singularity's Void, you say yeah, I say nah, we're all gonna go, I love a great Lie!

by

r j j  stephan, i

c.  Samedhi, Blowvember 28th, 2020 Anno Domini

{  Drafted blown wide open by @TheRollingStones #BridgesToBabylonTour #TumblinDice, #SnakeEyesForAll link @ https://youtu.be/UYDDJKSTuaY }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?

#DinosaursPrecededHumanEssence #SlimmerShadierLoveFromVoid #IfYouThinkYoureLonelyNow #JustWaitAMinute #BusinessAndPleasureFineWine #HarryHippie @BobbyWomak

BONES, DINOSAURS & A SECRET, CHICXULUB'S THE IDEA

Wonder about the real and the unreal things before our eyes, in our head's ears, nose and throat

For a moment, pretend that you are immortal, if you don't already do that just for the fun of it

Now then, listen to your priests, ministers, preachers and professors to entertain the #GOAT

Not just because you think you're so pretty, so handsome, with only three margaritas afloat.

Walking upright, no more knuckle dragging, long-haired, scraggly bearded wonders of Id

From the conception, through birth and on through the decrepit descent into the crypt, I hid

Inside of the dream, there's a place which no one is allowed, deep down you can't even find it

So deep, down below the Mariana Trench and the Crater of Chicxulub, where angels fear to go.

Above the here and now and below the there and then, a Word and a Horn blown from the holy

Emptiness that sucks echoes of all the gratefully decrepit, in full dilecti of an all too humane body

Dreaming of disaster only of the One but not the many, inner silence, inner secrets of the Ma & Pa

Untold due to the inability to communicate the Emptiness of the Void to the hopelessly in love, Ga!

In or out of the consciousness we love, a recollection of the hysterical history of what it is, in pace

Godsons and goddaughters of the bones, burned and buried here on this rock & roll star, the Earth

Only One we know, only One that matters to these forms, 208 bones of animated acid of Nothing

On this narrow way, comprehend the ultimate, last inhalation of the Thing, this Thing, it's my Thing.

Picking me or you or anyone from the penthouses to the caves, matters as much as the day you die

With or without the data to suckle the dried lips of the babies who grow only to fade away in a lie

Nobody ever knew, everybody was afraid to die so there was only one way to help a species survive

Stood in line, at attention or at rest, slowly we walked, step by step, as three stooges did when alive.

At the end, mouth agape, eyes wide open as if you've seen your maker when it's just the God's head

So lit up you don't recognize you're the creator, always was and will be what you are, blood to be bled

Beginning at the origin through this turmoil unto the comatose colt or philly migrates from mitosis

To the ground running, happy, four-legged peckerwood of the mare & stud, an unmarried prognosis.

Conclusion from the induction and deduction of the assumptions in the premises of the argument

Becomes the philosophy of life for the one who uses analysis to arrive at the encrypted interment

Gramma who mothered me taught me this, "Monkey see, monkey do!" a Sicilian-accented snub

Therefore, to avoid pain & suffering of punishment, like a #SuperBaby, y'all came from Chicxulub.

by

r j j  stephan, i

c.  FriedDay, Blovember 27th, 2020 Anno Domini @ 9:11 AMPST

{  #BlastedFromMightyMo while listenin' to @BobbyWomack #HITS like #IfYouThinkYoureLonelyNow @ https://youtu.be/IKH52rUZj9E }

E N J O Y  EVERY MOMENT!  as if it's your last, it may be...

DIG A LITTLE DEEPER . . .

FINIS

W.W.A.R.D.?

#FreaksApocolypse #WhiteRabbitDoneDied #BrokenArrowhead #AsBelowSoAbove @Everlast #CHURCH #WhiteRabbit #SLICK #EasyRider @AC_DC #DemonFire @DariusRucker

WHEN I WAS DRINKIN' HIGH, JUST A MOMENT AGO

You won't believe it, I won't comprehend it yet you'll know this is on wisdom's tree

What it is, always was and will be, DNA's meaning of a life, a copy of the too many

Monkeys, dinosaurs, worms, snakes, angels' microscopic bacteria & One viral RNA

Code of silence's X-factor from acid & alkali inequality, functions of unknown-Ra.

Kill the messengers before the message is written on the walls, now the 'D' students rule

Inferior personalities attempt to influence the minions, the babies cry now as the fool

Amused by the logic and reason which are used to deduce and impact a wisdom tooth

Nothing remains as the First Cause and the Final Effect, It is both true & the Truth.

In the material microcosm and macrocosm, it's a dream within a dream, miraculous Air

Hunted high and low and indulged in the blind faith that killed the pain, Jack'd & seven

Up and down the stairway to heaven, a descendant of the highway to hell and high Water

Appearance of rocks in the shape & form of the apeman, all goofy animal sex of Heaven.

Sadness is the lack of happiness, nobody on Earth is sad for long, it's murder, it's Hehl

Gods wouldn't stand for it, men get shamed by the herd if they dare to ring the toll bell

Awakening what was sleeping since birth or before the egg met it's only gamete lover Id

Unconscious of the good and plenty, it's the evil and ugly we'll escape, just wait, #FakeIt.

Wide awake as Fritz the Cat, on the LSD my mother gave me through utero, she was high

I believe that the Way I see now was the Way out of the womb, where the light was, now is

Easy to figure it out, riding on your chopper down I-80 west to the sea, two bikes all gone

Now and then recollection allows the repetition of joy, momentary lapsed hits on a bong!

On being the dead ones who won't make it to the table, they don't have masks on skulls

Only the living who believe in the rumors and propaganda spread by talking head fools

You and I and every other swingin' Dick and Jane, performing acts of contrition for Ma

Earth is the revolving around it's origin, but why?  Swirling into the abyss down to Pa.

Way down south jukin' as I've done since '74, I met my match in my own cerebellum

A trip from the chemical concoction's infinity recipe leads to an untenable conundrum

My face, my blinded eyes and deaf ears leave me with your scented taste of wasted dimes

Too much and yet not enough at one and the same Time in Space, two places, good times.

Funk & wagging knolls in the middle of a random speck of cosmic dust I misunderstood

Fortune & will power coincide for the common sense & goal to be fit, to survive the hood

All of the intent to be good, bad and never ugly was all for nothing in the end, in a finale

Among the few & proud, #1 rise to the top of the mix, cream rises, as above, so below me.

Who and why or when and how, all good questions if you're alive and not a stiff of Sinn

Humble pie and stone silence here in the middle of a chess game's occipital and frontal

It goes up and it goes down, gambling the cards and the die, rollin' sevens & elevens, AL

Snake eyes if it's a hole in the bottle of tequila, black jack glasses full up, throw down pal.

by

r j j  stephan, i

c.  Mardi, Blovember 24th, 2020 A.D. @ 15:33:33 PM PST

{  Drafted in the center of the #Swirl #SwingOfDelight #SongForMyBrother etal @DevadipCarlosSantana link @ https://youtu.be/zdKYDKiPft4 }

FINIS

W.W.A.R.D.?

#OORAH @WarriorFoundationFreedomStation #GTFOOH #SevenSeasInsideTheEggShell #Batman #BatChitCrazy #Manbat @DaveBrubeck #Photons #Neutrons #Electrons & #Protons @JohnWinstonLennon #Imagine #SupermanBatmanComics @SalvidorDali

I HAVE #BAT NEWS, CREEPY PLANET IS INFINITE

Now and then someone will attempt to influence the causes and effects from the baby crypt

Continents drift from the poles into the center that wobbles and spins, slowly it's all creeped

Fortune and the power to will the things that are desired effects to enhance survival's success

Mothers of nobody's invention, said Word at the origin of the Earth, a sun had just blown us.

It is more than a feeling, when you're too high and believing enforced by stoned blind faith

Interested for as long as it takes to entertain the notion that you're in control of a fool's wraith

Scooping the spiritual flim-flam glam, put into killer colored flames of a #Cookbook's bliss

Explanatory complication of the simple-minded, one-celled creature or a sneezin' death kiss.

Here is a star, there is a star and everywhere is a star, an infinite conglomerate of the fake ruse

It's matter and you wonder what's the matter?  It's a tiny atom that evolved into spun fake news

I said what I said the moment I could talk, I'll become silenced in a moment or two, what'd I say

Tools of the moment needed for the squawking and barking that won't stop tomorrow or today.

Battles for the hearts and minds of the minions who spare nothing to survive among the most fit

Ones who never get eaten by predators who hate mankind, they eat the hated things, they're gods

Not evolved apes from movies about the extinction of humanity and rise of the ape, it's all the shyt

Knowing nothing more than that you did the day you were born, young or old, what are the odds.

Been up and down the rivers' roads, gone with and against the current, just because it was so pretty

Smart like the beings who are now dead because they weren't as smart as they assumed to be, to see

Don't want to be in the wrong place at the wrong time or vice versa yet, I will be eventually, I must

Brought out of the woodwork can seep into my bones like bullets flying into idiots' heads, to be free.

Fantastic fun from young to old as long as you and I see eye to eye, funk of the crypt pits' catacombs

Bones as dead as the day they were alive on Earth, hidden away from the eyes of the leftover chumps

Microscopic dots that will put your DNA into WTF mode until your calmness returns to a blue dream

A puff away from the smoking cloud nine where angels fear to go, only humans allowed, I'm a meme.

by

r j j  stephan, i

c.  Mardi, BLOVEMBER 17th, 2020 AnnoDomini

{ Drafted listenin' to @DaveBrubeckQuartet #TimeOut youTube link @ https://youtu.be/_1d-Axi4mhY  }

FINIS

W.W.A.R.D.?

<3 <3 <3 PEACE/OUT <3 <3 <3

#FrereJacques #SleepsWithHooks #Happy70JackieStopka

#WOKE GOLDEN DAWN, MY WAKE

by

Richard Joseph Stephan

Today at 1:53 PM 

*orig drafted on Friday, November 6th, 2020 A.D. @ 3:33 PM

There is no reason for the idiots on Earth other than the key to the breath in black holes

Compared to the end of days, the origin of days is not in the historical record, it’s sacred

Nobody other than the dead who are grateful for having been alive for a NY minute beat

Coming to the ends where you and I will someday be all alone, without our bodies’ souls.

*

You and I keep the secret of the final day we’ll be alive, deep in an invisible, holy ghost spirit

What runs into a revolution is a mass of idiots without reason or ability to rationalize it, bro

Moments in imaginary Time’s imaginary Space put us in synch with an empty conniption fit

Here’s what is difficult if not impossible to comprehend, you’re here now & gone tomorrow.

*

Six Corners of three streets that intersect the northside and make monkey dreams come true

Common ground of ways and means to synchronize the engine of creation, I’m hot & I spook

You know your mother & repugnant father were random collisions, lucky to be a royal blue

Hairless forms & shapes that burn random, caloric intake stink to high heaven’s Stonybrook.

*

Apes & snakes animate molecules from being inert atoms into to live, wide awake honeybees

Protein is the fuel, DNA flows in the evolved arteries and veins moving the Iron, heart & soul

Categorized as filthy, dirty, rotten, it is exactly what I am, like my mother, terra ferma Trees

On the peanut situation of growing nuts out the ground into bushes and growths in grease.

*

Red eyes staring at the doctor and the nurse as if they have anything to do with life and cysts

Doing what they can for society & culture to keep disease of the dying away from my kicks

Complete nourishment for thirst and hunger of flies lookin’ for the rotten who’re in on the fix

If existence is things that move by absorbing the matter around them then the Earth exists.

*

Nuclear and solar radiation supply the planet with it’s life and death pattern, yins and yang

Round sphere, cubed square and prismatic triad without ever getting the singular pointing

To the undeniable Truth, we’re all gonna die and nobody knows why but they take love a liar

Einstein to Chaplin and around the rest of the world to end in China, God’s original hellfire.

*

Come here and I’ll give you an undeserved boost from ignorance to wisdom, counts to 10

When you get to a number 5, stop and reverse the count back to the 1, an original unit Zen

Silence yet wide awake and conscious in a vacuum of microscopic dust, blowin’ smoke to fire

Until it’s a weightless chimera of itself, original matter & form, #FakeNews on a funeral pyre.

*

You came down, spinning light into an observatory of dreams my father gave me from Adam

Not only is the good, bad and the ugly all there is but also the beautiful is what’ll never be

Pretty in purple, yellow or pink is what you never see if you’re blind since you’re a flim-flam

I just intuited that the world had something to be seen, I never saw the light, it’s inside of me.

*

In the seven seas or on the seven continents, the Earth was here & now, tomorrow yesterday

Same movement of the concerto or the gadfly on the piano, flowing up, down, inner & outer

Monopoly of consciousness, dreaming within a dream, bestowed upon me without impunity

A Shakespearean plot to cause havoc, being jealous of siblings & a #woke, unmoved mover.

*

Freedom is the word we give to what you have when only you are the king of Rio Lower

It’s opposite Slavery is the the word we give to being chained by another Will to Power

Insanity is a step away from being vote harvested in elderly folks retirement home blow

Many people died and their profanity continues to their old address, how lucky for y’all yo!

*

by

r j j stephan, i

c. SIXIÈME JOUR DE NOVEMBRE, VINGT-VINGT ANNO DOMINI

Friday, November 6th, 2020 A.D.

 

{ Drafted in a crypt of headstones #LetYouDownEasy #WithoutASmile Brothers Osborne #ShootMeStraight link @ https://youtu.be/Z5WGEMSdJ_s }

FINIS

W.W.A.R.D.?

#ChicagoTheBand @CHICAGOtheBand #Trump2020 #Trump2024 @AynRand #ScatologicalFallacy

#WOKE UP DOWN AT MY WAKEbyRichard Joseph Stephan, i 

Friday, November 6th, 2020 A.D. @ 3:33 PM

There is no reason for the idiots on Earth other than the key to the breath in black holes

Compared to the end of days, the origin of days is not in the historical record, it’s sacred

Nobody other than the dead who are grateful for having been alive for a NY minute beat

Coming to the ends where you and I will someday be all alone, without our bodies’ souls.

*

You and I keep the secret of the final day we’ll be alive, deep in an invisible, holy ghost spirit

What runs into a revolution is a mass of idiots without reason or ability to rationalize it, bro

Moments in imaginary Time’s imaginary Space put us in synch with an empty conniption fit

Here’s what is difficult if not impossible to comprehend, you’re here now & gone tomorrow.

*

Six Corners of three streets that intersect the northside and make monkey dreams come true

Common ground of ways and means to synchronize the engine of creation, I’m hot & I spook

You know your mother & repugnant father were random collisions, lucky to be a royal blue

Hairless forms & shapes that burn random, caloric intake stink to high heaven’s Stonybrook.

*

Apes & snakes animate molecules from being inert atoms into to live, wide awake honeybees

Protein is the fuel, DNA flows in the evolved arteries and veins moving the Iron, heart & soul

Categorized as filthy, dirty, rotten, it is exactly what I am, like my mother, terra ferma Trees

On the peanut situation of growing nuts out the ground into bushes and growths in grease.

*

Red eyes staring at the doctor and the nurse as if they have anything to do with life and cysts

Doing what they can for society & culture to keep disease of the dying away from my kicks

Complete nourishment for thirst and hunger of flies lookin’ for the rotten who’re in on the fix

If existence is things that move by absorbing the matter around them then the Earth exists.

*

Nuclear and solar radiation supply the planet with it’s life and death pattern, yins and yang

Round sphere, cubed square and prismatic triad without ever getting the singular pointing

To the undeniable Truth, we’re all gonna die and nobody knows why but they take love a liar

Einstein to Chaplin and around the rest of the world to end in China, God’s original hellfire.

*

Come here and I’ll give you an undeserved boost from ignorance to wisdom, counts to 10

When you get to a number 5, stop and reverse the count back to the 1, an original unit Zen

Silence yet wide awake and conscious in a vacuum of microscopic dust, blowin’ smoke to fire

Until it’s a weightless chimera of itself, original matter & form, #FakeNews on a funeral pyre.

*

You came down, spinning light into an observatory of dreams my father gave me from Adam

Not only is the good, bad and the ugly all there is but also the beautiful is what’ll never be

Pretty in purple, yellow or pink is what you never see if you’re blind since you’re a flim-flam

I just intuited that the world had something to be seen, I never saw the light, it’s inside of me.

*

In the seven seas or on the seven continents, the Earth was here & now, tomorrow yesterday

Same movement of the concerto or the gadfly on the piano, flowing up, down, inner & outer

Monopoly of consciousness, dreaming within a dream, bestowed upon me without impunity

A Shakespearean plot to cause havoc, being jealous of siblings & a #woke, unmoved mover.

*

Freedom is the word we give to what you have when only you are the king of Rio Lower

It’s opposite Slavery is the the word we give to being chained by another Will to Power

Insanity is a step away from being vote harvested in elderly folks retirement home blow

Many people died and their profanity continues to their old address, how lucky for y’all yo!

*

by

r j j stephan, i

c. SIXIÈME JOUR DE NOVEMBRE, VINGT-VINGT ANNO DOMINI

Friday, November 6th, 2020 A.D.

FINIS 

W.W.A.R.D.?