DON’T PARK YOUR TESLA NEAR MY MASERATI GHIBLI, MONSIEUR
Speedbumps every 20 feet you roll on down highway 1 on the coast, too many “S” curves too
On any given day or dark night, there is nobody I’d rather drive on the One with other than Boo
She knows who she is, I don’t want to drop names to impress all 80 I know in the peanut gallery
Mercurial drive far from a Kauai farm of pocololo, drivin’ the sport Bentley, Weed to Monterey.
In some way shape or form, lucky or not, y’all get down to Santa Cruz’ beach’s elder boardwalk
Get some chowder & crackers & sit down to watch the sea gulls & assorted wildlife dive for fish
Most people will never see what I saw, what many but not everyone has observed, on the cuff
Hearts broken into a trillion pieces, the reward for a Valentinian love is rejection in the hot buff.
Nevertheless, it’s automatically going to be a problem for you & I because everything is just that
A problem is our problem to solve & move far away from the cause of the conundrums of fate
Maybe this or that, fill in the blanks to predicate the subjects & objects, adverb adjectives
If prepositions & interjections go too far, just use the first conjunction that comes to your mind.
All the above, tools for the control of the narrative, better me than you or anyone else, all good
Imagine you were one seeing things from the point of view of a 73-year-old man, you’d be rude
But anyway, it’s good to know for certain that the kids can return to classes, state slaves all back
Hostages taken no more, it’s what happens when the imagination fails to accommodate a stack.
What will you do when an illegal immigrant comes to homestead in your house? Cry or guffaw?
Self-Defense for the offense allowed, it’s me, myself & I for the triad of nominees nobody saw
Coming or going whether you like it or not, grim reaper has no choice but to reap what’s sewn
Seed to fruit of the vine, everything is everything, ad infinitum, no lies, mortal job is all blown.
Bury the hatchet deep, in a manner of speaking meaning just forget about it, ain’t no big thing
On the other hand, fate even awakens the woke when a final gasp of gas comes in & goes out
A moment of silence to gather your fixed agenda of cause & effect, mindless clutter, jib jabber
It is difficult to solve some problems, the conundrums without solutions that burn my rubber.
Creating exoplanets and animated life forms inhabiting them, at least here on Earth, that’s Life
It’s all just what is dust on my boots when I’m down after being high in April, up/down in May
The demi gods are in charge of causes and effects of Life on Earth, conception to last watch
Completed contract-mission is what I stand up for, attention General Quarters, go get a wife.
by
r j j stephan, i
c. Dimanche, 1- XXVIth – MMXXV Anno Domini @2111 hours PST
{ Proof that you are nobody but the 208 bag of bones you were born with, take an MRI to be certain, count back from 100, like 1, 2, 3 or 3, 2, ! for the return of your property most foul & spinnin the notes with @TraceAdkins #HITS #YaGottaWoopAMansAssSometime #GodForbid on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/rMnqPpHParo }
Herd is in lockstep & goosesteppin’ on the steppingstones of the ancestors’ cool ilk Ones who left their marks upon shifting sands of Time, now long vanished toast & milk Blinded by your parents, large sisters & big brothers, no free choice involved, true force Marked words of the bums and junkies will allow your memory to jog in Space & Time. On any street, every middle path on every road from senselessness to nonsense & back There is a wake-up call for you in the back of the room, you’ve slept up against the walls Penetrate the veil you can’t see or hear through, eyes wide open since an aroma scent Wafted in and out of your head, between your ears & signaled to your loins, your balls. I didn’t create things themselves, just commenting on the nature of the thing itself sings Beast or sons & daughters of the atoms before they recombined into the too human genes Coming and going you & I have no reason to believe for certain that your mama ain’t real World-wide from coast to coast of every territory on all seven continents, we a Void’s meal. Comforting in the comforter undercover, it is an occult secret nobody recalls, it is written Invisible ink used by the writer(s) wasn’t originally invisible, annihilation rockin’ mortal sin As if an Earth existed before you were conceived, or that it will disappear when y’all die too Nobody or hardly anybody, well maybe just a many as there has always been, livin’ in a zoo. Miracle of the effect which is the disappearance of your soul’s attention to picayune apes Diversity, Equity & Inclusion is what you’re NOT, That’s Life, it’s what whine is, cool grapes String theories debunked in the mind but never out in the Twilight Zone, they remain alive Until the Big Bang reverts to the Big Hush of the final subatomic lick, this is the Deep Dive. Killing the living is all you can do if you’re alive, if you don’t eat you will die for sure Animals, plants, viruses & bacteria buried in exoplanet animated dust & I’m on tour Become a bum’s trash on the corner or in the gangways until the bums flip the bird Taking no credit for the smoldering cigarette nor deliberate pyromanias of the herd. Many dead men left their opinion about Reality as it appeared in their Time on Earth They may have been poisoned, drugged or their recessive DNA match is in afterbirth No small feat but it’s what’s been done in some cultures & not in others, ½ life lucky If fortune isn’t in your star horoscope, pay a 208-bone bribe for a skeleton’s task key. There’s only so much time any of us are allowed by an accident or intent of someone Meaning when it’s your time to go, it doesn’t matter if you like it or not, it’s done son Terrified of the lack of consciousness before you die means you’re wasting overtime At the foot of a high mountain or on the beach of a vast Antarctic span of H2O slime. Loaded & locked arms of fire and lead, projectile exchange from US to THEM, know it If you don’t know by now at this late stage of the game, then I say, it’ll be a checkmate Nothing you’ll be able to do other than move out of checks of knights, rooks & a queen Fix your gaze on identical targets, demand what is in supply, pay the price to be mean. Starving immigrants from their squandered homes want what you’ve got, takin’ it all Give it up voluntarily or it will be taken by force, where’s Zorro when you need him now Time to extinguish the foul among the genome, motherless, fatherless God’s son, fall Whistling free will, to be or not, what you do not possess, your lips together, just blow. Creeping underneath your face, your skull attempts language & body regulation, all et al Fizz of the chemicals in hydrogen and oxygen, waiting for us all to drink hot Kool-Ade, pal On your own or interdependent on the nature of the planet’s beasts, top of the food chain If you don’t follow the string of data, the premises will still lead to a valid conclusion pain. You just will be one of the ones who will never know, knowledge is impossible in a vacuum You’re in one, I’m in one, it’s the same one we’re all in, born to be wild, die in a dragon puff King of heaven when there’s a queen means that the king is the queen’s highness worship Forget nothing, remember it all birth to the last gasp of gas, incarnate into Nirvana, R.I.P.
by r j j stephan, i c. Mercredi, Janvier XXIInd MMXXV Anno Domini @ 1010 AMPST { Drafted without fear of failure or success, while listenin’ to @WARtheBand #CiscoKid & HITS on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/8TkpolQKie8 }
I walked a few miles from the hospital where my mother dropped her load, my placenta’s shoes This old cat can’t be eaten by any junkyard dog lookin’ for a morsel to masticate/defecate blues Symptoms of your silly, fake mode of being surprised when you’re really never astounded at all Some of us sing a tune, “Everything is Everything,” others mumble underground then downfall.
Will you be like them, the dead humans who now are buried or annihilated into Earth’s dirty dirt End Times, One in the entire outer space of Space’s Outerspace, mistranslated gobble-gook alert Got the scratched slate with the ten commands, thou shall not do this & that ad infinitum ends A last gasp of gas just like the first one, the In & Out before the 21st century, et al, it all depends.
Imperfect on the way to dissolution & disappearance of what makes us all too human, holy scat Scratched into eternity on the invisible soulless tattletale on private & public service to be shat Into the outhouse, outside of the quarters inhabited by the bugs that ignore the stench of et al Condition is unconditional for the system as created, senses annihilated in a mystic, cosmic ball.
Monks & monkeys as naked apes of the head-case variety, darkness is highlighted, in a dark Way Show & tell nothing more nor less than what It is, essence understood only once then, do tell? When I’m gone, you’ll never observe my hide or hair ever again, it’s the way it all is, all defunct As if you’ve never come & gone at all, no record spun in the Spin, it’s a miracle of daddy’s spunk.
DNA entrenched in your mama, grew you from a speck to 208 bones of contention, sparked fire Body’s brain shuts down making a living at freezing 32 degrees above zero, Fahrenheit’s Celsius Conception inside an immaculate womb without an xy chromosome injection, impossible God Will to Power inherited by way of death & destruction is the nature of the beast’s Bang, hotrod!
Here and now then, cause of me is the coitus of ecstasy for the momentary pleasure to absorb In the Void of the womb, sudden impact completes The Fall of Adam, Eve & Bal brain-dead Orb Cause of the First Cause is Nothing, that’s everything we all need to know, wide-open to mama Pleasure and pain have the floor & the empty sky, I’m awake yet not #Woke, I’m dreamin’ papa!
You’ve finished doing cheap, dirty deeds & you completed your run to a high, finale, it’s over-die What could never be overkill since it’s the matter of the dead, blown-star on the down-low high Count on me kidding around with you, being facetious as I do to shake up your calm ennui fits There’s no place & nowhere left to go, friends & foes looking lost & asleep in a free Chicago sky.
Wait a little while & it will be tomorrow in this & every other land, every time passes, y’all pass Into the unknown of the pretenders who blindly put all their faith, hope & love in a holy mass Where a man, ordained himself & all before & after his Life on Earth, to be a man soon to rock Anywhere above or below here, divine, mental construct to isolate panic within a prison block.
Force us all to be the square pegs attempting to squeeze into a round hole that won’t allow it Narrow way this tightrope above and below the good & evil, chances are we’ll all fall down chit Top of the pile to the dregs at the bottom of the wishing well, where dreams blow up smoked Opportunity to inject the jizz during the riffs of jazz & by golly, I too that chance, I am stoked.
The peak of the decline is long gone, so long, it’s not even a rumor or a recorded factoid of life Eleven billion plus or minus, that’s the cost of doin’ business, tangled web of uncertainty’s wife It was certain that the propositional logic will supplant the ignorant morons in charge & at large Fox is a dog, dog is a wolf, wolf’s a man & what Man is not The Substance of DNA on a barge.
Sought the holy grail for a minute, found it & observed it’s inherent need to be a mystery to me Can’t chant the words to the song or poem, no recital is pending, just a Will to power the Way Forward or backward, sideways or up and down, I’m good that I’m bad, it’s alright with me too Draw your string theory all over the matrix, thoughtlessness’ is weaponized, I think, hence I am.
Got no point on any points, just a follower of the leaders who fall down to the common ground Where nobody stays more than a century, everybody’s gotta come & go for the deal to go down Of mice & women who created more of us for the divinity or for Nothing at all but a prom gown Friends of defenders & offenders alike, our parents who raised our #Bitcoin, we are Earthbound.
