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Showing posts with label #HellYeah. Show all posts

Monday, February 23, 2026

#BoysRoundHere @BlakeShelton & brothers from other mothers #ImAlright @KennyLoggins

BABY GIRL, GRANDMAMA OLD WOMAN, OH SISTER OF MINE
Oh boy, you want to know the reasons for all of the mysteries about to blow
From above and below the planet, ancient and modern tools of a golden cow
Trust and Wisdom that it’s all tentative, without guarantee that it’ll jello mold
Mankind ruptured the matrix before one misconception birth, grandfather old.

You & everyone on Earth know that I'd lie to y’all, impossible for The Truth
Victory in the end although it’s pending doom behind the reversal, it’s in the sky
I see what you see & you see what I can’t, categorical imperative below & above
Man & woman get Ape’s grace from a creator to rise into Nirvana haven cove.

Before the final gasp & set of rigor mortis, you know & I know, it’s all academic
Learned from the beginning and honored until a final resting place of ash, slick
Like you've always known, you’ll have to hunt & fish on your own, it’s a reward
For being here & now for liberty’s sake, just to see starlight shine, UFO scarred.

Bent into shape, formed out of the atomic refuse of a Big Bang, an Original Sin
Why does a creator of all mighty atoms want to blame the creation, I’d be all in
But I’m not the painter, the sculptured form of pliable clay, in the dark it’s all red
Full house to demolish a straight flush except for the royal flush ace high skid.

Mirrors shining the light of infrared and ultraviolet to materialize a hallucination
Infection of the healthy host with a virus to take over the health of the mortal sin
You know & I know, it’s a crap shoot we’re lucky to witness for a NYC minute
Here for you and the rest of y’all in or out of the union hall, a victory on a putt.

Beers and lunch for everyone who showed up to assist the strangers of a brood
Philosophical thought strong as a crusader’s revelry tales, fabricated old dude
Deserved just for makin’ it through eating & defecating, shower under waterfalls
Pinching loaves and recycling the rainwater, beer, wine & spirits, it’s Life as it is.

Ability to understand & utilize the wisdom for aid in future accidental effects' X
Think, hence be present while awake & sleep with one eye open, I don’t regret i
Eating lunch by yourself is a piece of cake if you never sup with others, my son
Needing and wanting the things not in one’s own control is the key to extinction.

I woke up and wiped the sleep out of my stigmatized eyes just in time to be born
A day my mother would recall just because of the excruciating pain, I was worn
In a strungled way, underwater for too long, the skin lost H2O in the black lights
Fabulous & fantastic events seem to arise out of smoke & mirror prize fights.

Smooth talking reminiscing about our fabulous life with fabulous skin & bone
Two of us slowed down, bottle of wine and foolin’ around under moonlight, so
No need or want to change, it’s all about being the best & most, call my i-phone
Slide into my arms, I got a winner’s cup & a trophy case, lips together, just blow!

by

r j j  stephan, i

c.  Lundi, February 23, 2026, 1759 hours PST

{ Kicked this out the park while jammin’ to #DoubleBack @ZZTop on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/E7flVs1y15I?si=6kz_48NUzjg3zOIQ & @ACDC  #SoulStripper link @ https://youtu.be/Sn6bfNFUSU0?si=2eUoCmikTzyUwDQe }
F I N I S
W.W.A.R.D.?
Eagles - Already Gone (Official Audio)

Tuesday, December 30, 2025

@KORN #WordUP

A painting of a person's face

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@PABLO_PICASSO 

WHAT’S UP?  Love’s enough,
MORE WORDS TO DIE FOR
I ran out of lies that even gods despise and it’s water beneath your highness’ bridge
Nothing I can do about the river of life’s current or thrust to the seaside sand ridge
It’s exactly like this above & below the twist & shout of silence & bliss, spoiled brat
Impetus to run out of solar energy to burn into a blacker hole than a ghost in a cat.

Take and put it back where it came from, post haste & never forget the owed debt
Speaking language from baby to adult, misdirected & miscomprehended empty set
Adaptive learner from calculus to trigonometry & back to the geometric algebraic cats
Diamonds to space dust, it will spin, it’s learnin’ the Truth without hedging the rats.

Learnin’ that the lies are the good, bad & ugly part about Life On Earth, I’m winning
For now & hope with the grace of the gods, I’ll survive unto the 2050’s mortal sinning
Seriously folks, thoughts remain echoing from Big Bang to the Tiny Peep, mercy gism
Ultraviolet to infrared of the spectrum’s appearances when distorted by crystal prism.

Hay is for horses, I’ll feed them later, I mean “HEY” & it’s a call to legs, not arms, hence
Give it all you’ve got, there’s nothing else that will move you more than common sense
Whisper the lovers name in their ear when you get the chance, it won’t hurt to be nice
You may never get another moment in the future, it’s not your fate but it’s a high price.

More than anyone wants to pay, can’t get it on credit, it’s all pay in advance, straight up
Promise you’ll pay for the wins and the losses since you are both the loser & the winner
Chills up your spine like I spoke your peace that you couldn’t verbalize, linguistical fear
Bills and invoices all paid before they got invoiced, all of Earth’s rhyme & reason’s tear.

Murphy’s Law is written without letters, words or tales form the dark sides of our ol’ kin
If it can go wrong it will go wrong but if there’s a probability that it’ll go right, we itchin’
As if I know that everything depends on my intent & placement of my will, as it happens
Magical occult creating cause and effect of microscopic & macroscopic Joy & Suffering.

When you die, all of us will see the Truth, eyes wide open to rigor mortis, need stuffing
Burial with or without the celebration that we’re all gonna go sometime & some no delay
Pray it ain’t you or me but it’ll be whomever gets the last breath, silent & quiet in a finale
Much like wakin’ up after a dream, Life is your sleep-deceit, die, awaken, immortal King.

Love that never asked for more was the only love I ever gave or took, I was a perfect fool
Still, silence is the best part of the storm, when it’s over there’s nothing left but me & you
Everything else drifts away except your touch, our look into each other’s inner soul Geist
Still inside or outside of the whirl of the planet, eternity is a certainty, grace is my Ghost.

by
richard joseph stephan, i

c.  Mardi, Freezember XXXth, MMXXV Anno Domini @ 11:11 AMPST

A dream catcher with an eagle head

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Sunday, June 15, 2025

Sippin' whiskey out the bottle & playin' Sweet Home "Bama all summer long! #LetsGO @KidRock

TIMING IS EVERYTHING

Lookin' For A LoveCosmic Truth

{ outstretched hands’ LAY-UP, G.O.A.T. STATUS}

Just as high as a kite flight on a windy day in The Windy City at Riis Park, flyin’ off a high dive
All or nothing is worse than dying after flying without wings, crushed bones and all that jive
Married a spell, to the beauty of being near a magnetic attraction that can’t release me to sky
I know it now, what I’d be without her, if she ever left me, life would go on down in hell’s lie.

Been where it’s all at, where’s it’s happening, where all the folks were hip and without flaw
In the in-crowd or at least rub their funny-bone elbows & move on to the ghetto of McGraw
Where I went from a lake to an ocean, from frozen tundra winter to tropical estuaries’ sin
Paradise moved me, it won’t move anyone else since everyone thinks this is all there is in.

Mind and body above and below the planetary dirt, burnt out cinders of a dead star we are
Silk thread from only God knows what poor plant or animal is woven into the robes of Pierre
Or Josie, if you will, anybody on Earth that’s naked from day one’s birthday, onto mortal rigor
Bums just gave up on the strife, seeing ahead of the present into the repeating time ala past

All winter through the Fall, slippin’ around an ellipse & surviving the wobble and full tilt’s skip
Makin’ the empty leap year every four years in payment for a natural frisbee flying double flip
Your deaf ears listen but only the deaf animals can hear the vibrato, irrepeatable trippin’ head
Ultraviolet lit to infrared and in between you see what you can never get out of, alive or dead.

Happiness may be peace of mind or a ham sandwich, eagles on down to the roaches and rats
Search brings every single, empty black hole everywhere in the Cosmos, suckin’ bloody bats
Empty of everything full of Nothing, open heart and mind ready or not, you all got to go now
No other way to go, forward or backward, either way the final target cannot be missed, so?

Still tried and pretended to care about the nature of the beasts and the things ahistorical & all
Knowing this and that without withholding a thing, wisdom’s essence, empty & dead air’s ball
Dad and mom, here and then we’re already all gone, you tried it, now then, it’s a victory song
Drilling way down deep into the surrounding left-over Big Bang dust, 6 feet under ain’t wrong!

Pours herself a neat and strong one after she reads up to here, it’s not gonna be much longer
Ending is happy, there’s no need to fret, it’ll all come out fine I the end, kids & pension swag
Up and coming down the scale, back to the lower baritone and back up to the alto soprano
You know you’ve got what it takes, it’s all our holy grail, don’t spill the beans you scallywag.

There’s no reason to the rhyme, yet the words of the plethora mock the Truth, a prose essay
Nothing to fear on Earth or anywhere else in the world of galaxies, cosmic dust of the weeds
Call them hayseeds from another world or just mutations of the original garden of Eve’s Eden
Adam had no sense of fearing the unknown, comfortable with a Void being all that there is.

Driving the team of horses in front of the stagecoach, pulling people on wooden wheel hubs
Life spent in a foreign land or the same city woods your kinfolk spawned from hot arse tubs
Dick and Jane swore to gods that comprehending language was all you needed to make it up
To the tip-top of the pile, better than competition, like cream y’all rise to the top trick’s cup.

Whiskey and gin in the jiggers, wastin’ my time wastin’ the fired-up pine, tomorrow arrives
As if yesterday fell off the Earth, unrecollected nonsense conjuring up epic Bulls#it bee hives
Losers get killed and some live until they’re nothing but broken & whacked honey, no jokes
Who cares about the facts of , forget about it, let God categorize the subjects of superman.

I got the kryptonite harmonized with my DNA, but now I can’t fly up and away, I’ve no lift
I need more power, access to the infinite plethora, storage place of all gas’ origins to rift
Continuation of the significance of seeing forms and the material diamonds and fool’s gold
As if you don’t remember, it’s your father’s call that you succeeded or not, man, I’m old.

Runnin’ out of the sweet nothings to whisper right through from ear to ear, down the road
Twist a few for the trip on the way, enjoy the forms and colors, formation and dissolution
Nothing lasts forever, enjoy the hops, skips and riffs on the way to the end of daylight, son
On the lam, runnin’ the dozens under a blanket’s deep cover, egad, joke’s on l’il ol’ me One.

by

r j j  stephan, i

c.  Dimanche, June XVth MMXXV Anno Domini @ 1111 hours

{ Dropped a dime on this gem while jammin’ to @BennyGoodman & his orchestra on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/1xhzh2Qe7OQ?si=CbZUG5tRy0nICMYA }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?

In a Sentimental Mood

Friday, January 31, 2025

Already Done & Gone Without Prejudice Plastic #ElectricTongue #TheRollingStones #LetThemEatCAKE #WARtheBAND #TowerOfPower "Let them eat #CAKE!" -- @TheMarieAntoinette #GreenlandTAKEOVERdenmarkCheckMate #CHOPPERSrule

ME?  I AM ALREADY GONE.  F I N I S

ALL ACTIONS HAVE
Predictable CONSEQUENCES

Nobody on planet Earth born to females of species or mitotically divided ala asexuality
Not even One gets out of the system of ups & downs alive, no spirit & no immortality
Ethics and Rationality for the ivory towers to reiterate to the young & restless PhDs
As above clouds into deep space, so below six feet for an encore of a planetary seize.

Monsters on the way to scare the daylights out of the nightmares a doctor analyzed
Shrunken child’s age of reason at seven to eleven, unbecoming of an angel idolized
Yet here we are, faced with unknown futures perpetually in motion for you & for me
Therefore, once assuming, the propositional logic reaches a deduction without glee.

Mortification for every one of us at the end when the mortician drains you to the bone
Talk about love no more or gettin’ nervous about goin’ under short skirts & long sweaters
Something like a mystery you find about in your teens & carry to the octogenarian hearse
I dreamed about you every night, your dream came true in my dream, for better or worse.

High or low, above and below again, over so many times that the reincarnates go mad
Unable to handle the facts of life that nobody lives when the body dies, man & woman
To know the Truth and live your full life knowing the Truth is the best deal to trade for Zen
Payment is nothing but following the commands, the laws, the calculus of good & bad.

Even with the grace and healing of the ignorance inherited from naked apes in dark caves
Humanity came to be accidentally, you know it but you can’t believe you’re not God’s favs
Hence, if the Truth is that civilized humanity was a failsafe for a consumption of cannibals
Let’s keep track of the trajectory of flying blips up in the sky, in case there’s air traffic pals!

Too late for the fools on the hill, they got there because it’s their last stand, just like Custer
No way to get away when you’re surrounded by the entire nation, on your tombstone buster
Kill was murder although consuming the flesh & bone, even entrails of the gods’ loaf & fish
A sort of recycling of atomic matter into wasted leftovers when the power is 1st of a 3rd wish.

Past and Future come together in a unified theory of general relativity, a numb skull breach
Fissure invisible yet with a slow leak, every secret ever manufactured by the ignorant beach
All have been long gone & forgotten, magicians’ spells wiped the slate clear of word-up, son
Hard rocks become the liquid lava that can’t be contained by elliptical orbits or revolution.

Drops from the planets that were imagined by the masters & their students, opiated Truth
Maybe right or wrong but for certain, if there’s an origin then there’s a finale, end is curtains
Nobody can think or feel a thing without the original Two, all evolved from the Origin of One
Spontaneous as a loud, Big Bang, due to gravitational collapse, theoretical sound is Ma, Son!

Born out of a Void, the Singularity’s thrust into immortality’s covertness to keep idiots afar
Pinch yourself, to make certain that you’re wide awake at peak level of attention’s original sin
Sneaky snakes come after April, before June, it’s a Truth nobody can deny, I guess that’s certain
Comedy of your tragedy is not so funny when you’re not in on the joke, it’s all a blip on radar.

Hurry, there’s no time to waste for you, you’re inside of one of the sweetest pickles, now & ever
Lucky to be above the ground, unlimited by the organs & limbs in atrophy, nothing to die for, sir
Then again, it’s the reason why we die, it’s because we’re alive in the first place, Thank the gods
Talking worship and prayers to the invisible ancient ones who don’t show up on stage, hotrods.

Feeling a little bit foolish fallin’ for the one who couldn’t bear to be near me, the One hated me
I knew it really had to be the opposite of the appearance, I only did what a lover would do, I see
Everything both above and below us hurts pretty bad once it’s gone & coming back never at all
Knowledge & Wisdom are afoot, just a legend pretending to be too legit to quit or ala downfall.

When I say what I will have said once it’s all said & done, that’s the time in Space, it is done
Denial that the empty space is something more than nothing at all, well that’s mental illness
Blind mice and blind faith that humanity swallows and swills at the whiskey bar, shots for us
It’s what you gotta have lots and lots of, heart, real heart that beats eternally without a fuss.

It’s hip to be a square like the song sing, SO here we go, renegades who fooled around quit it
Settled down for the duration of the melody & the score, equal at zero for all, cool to have a fit
Every color to color blinded, in black & white, infrared to ultraviolet light in the pitch black dark
Before humans wrote it down, word of lips & mouth flapped the gums, left the signals to spark.

In general, everything including you & I are specifically relative to the equilateral triangle form
Geometric progression from zero both above & below the merry-go-round, no higher than low
On the spectrum of infrared to ultraviolet light, the effulgence of the star we call, The Sun, son
Daughters all realize the obvious what sisters & wives, aunts, mothers, grandmothers of fun.

Nobody will believe the irrepeatable yet there’s the good old college try by the dropouts of ‘U’
The issue is the grads didn’t study, crammed & used the cribs to generate the A’s, the B’s & C’s
Incomplete factoid of One, Two, Three, that’s how easy it’s gonna be when your spirit’s freeze
How now, brown cow?  Sally sells seashells by a Jersey sea shore, near Boardwalk’s aqua blue.

I’m within the head, between the cranium’s ears, firing neurons in retrospect of War & Sleezy
Nothing but the Black Hole’s Singularity has the power to reduce it all to less than Nothing too
Hardy rhymes without rhythm, it’s the whiskey glasses & the beer steins I’ve tipped back easy
You’re an idiot, you’re a moron, it’s not your fault, inherited your recombinant DNA, a high IQ.

Your existence beyond your flesh & bone is suspicious even if you’ve been embedded in faith
Although it’s blind, at least it’s SOMETHING to believe in once you sucked a final gasp’s breath
North to South Pole, all around the equator used to be enveloped by H2O, evaporated in Space
In several millennia, all H2O will face annihilation as Earth devolves its ecliptic about starshine.

Mister potato head face, imagine Earth without H2O, you can do it or request artificial Intel too
Compare the reality with your blind hope for immortality without a physical body, head to toe
Whip it up into a frenzy because you can, like a conductor of a symphonic orchestra’s cacophony
No reason to doubt the indubitable other than to mock the wasted time, be me, I’m so phony.

Hearts & minds become the fodder for the growth of the seed’s DNA, unknown creator’s drag
Less than the zero on the number line, in the negative abstraction of conceptual analysis’ fag
Who knew anything about anything on day One, nobody knew anything, a philosophy of Mind
Cut off the head at the neck in a sharp guillotine, male & female become androgyny’s Stop Sign.

Simple man as yo’ foster parents allowed you to be, trained in Zen & Roman Catholicism schism
Opportunity is knockin’ but not at my door, it’s next door or down the street, it’s her or it’s him
In every case, repeating a payoff ad infinitum yields the Way of Zen, middle path, holy Nirvana
Include you in the whole subset of Life, organic & inorganic, ash to dust, cry to your ol’ mama!

Nevertheless, heretofore at the get-go or near the final, bitter end of the world, it’s all of us
Nobody at all can predict the future, many can’t remember the past, most cannot be present
Prom night to the night of your wake in a casket, could be eighty or a hundred years on a bus
Moving from origin to destination, you’re going to stop on a dime when it’s time, lady & gent.

Prime target is the bull’s eye center, soft as boiling water or hard as frigid ice, kill & eat lives
Barbecued, broiled, boiled, fried, seared, burnt to ash or raw after death, sacred blood highs
If there’s nothing to eat, hunger leads to starvation & the final motive of being alive in hives
Performance hotrod inherited from the most fit to have survived north to south poles’ rises.

Enforce the law or become isolated in desolation without protection from predator elements
Swift justice for the good, the bad & the ugly regardless of their parentage, for rich or poorer
Immaculate conception of the generals and admirals who animate the scum of the Earth’s din
Pens writing what the pencils points used to make, tabulations ala computations of mortal sin.

Surface to air missiles launched from the underground erections behaving as a moron, idiot!
Orders and compliance are necessary conditions for the extinction of species to be The Robot
No harm by androids if you appear to be a veal calf, grazing without any idea that God is dead
Bizarre they could exist without a Faith in One Creator, anyway, all hookers sleep tight in bed.

Bases are full in the bottom of the ninth, the game is tied 0-0 & the cleanup will end the game
Over when it’s over, it ain’t & everybody knows it ain’t over ‘til it’s over, Yogi Berra truism fame
Hens laid nest eggs, brought up on Chi-Town side-streets until the roosters hatched hens’ yolks
Extinction of specific codes of plants & animals, necessary & sufficient to annihilate all the folks.
by
r j j  stephan, i

c.  Vendredi, Janvier XXXIst MMXXV Anno Domini @ 1010 AMPST

{ Y'all come from below or above the place in Space where the prisoners get incarcerated in a pig pen just like the animals you breed, slaughter & masticate the meals that die for our benefit so we don’t turn into the cadaver before our Time; drafted this neuro-toxin while asleep in a #Woke dream & listenin’ to @SicilianTricks https://youtu.be/1etPoP4GDs8?si=A5ONld2YELBCzKGd }
 F I N I S
W.W.A.R.D.?

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