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AIN’T NO MURPHY’S LAW

Take my twisted word for it, that’s all of it and here at the lovely Hotel California, all ya need

Murphy’s voice says things no one comprehends because languages are foreign tongue-bleed

Until battles & wars waged kill the unhinged species of every continent, there will be chaos

Wicked or a bit bad, Saintly or mostly good & hardly squeaky clean, like y’all & your bosses.

I ain’t casting aspersions or in other words, judge not, lest I be judged, is my own mantra

It’s been easy to follow the categorical imperative to do unto others as I’d desire for a son

Nobody on the lawns in front of my house since I live I a penthouse of a high rise in a city

No need to fuss about going in and out for this and that, I ain’t worried about havin’ fun.

Watch the disguise of the discussion for the hidden meaning, there isn’t anything hidden

You’ll be analyzing the lines for what’s not there from my mind, it’s all an original, a big sin

Hiding lying eyes behind shades is a remarkable idea, I wish I’d thought of that years ago

It’s a fact of life that I was too damn cool for school, y’all many of y’all had the same show.

Chicago to Texas, Mississippi & Montana, California I spent those decades to rock & spin

All of y’all need to settle down & take total control of your behavior, don’t be a big screw

To the obedience of regulations & laws of civilized freedom to be alive & do what you do

Pretending is over, reality is setting into your conscious mind, cause & effects of action.

What was written on the inner cave walls by the intelligent Cro-Magnon, it’s already gone

Sights unseen and returning to the cosmic dust never before able to introspect upon One

On the stretches road that only a hitchhiker can access, picked up by locals’ antennae high

On demand that we all do and say everything perfectly as if we were perfect yet we ain’t.

I always knew I knew what Love was, what it is & always will be, a way to fixate “yo’ mama”

In order to fully appreciate the way that’s so narrow you think you’re on the wrong path out

Baked the goods & diablo’s evils into the ugliest amongst the tribes & herds worldwide Alah

My BIC lighter lit up the darkness with a spark that couldn’t be more than a radar blip, brah!

The load got loose, used the dump truck to drop it all off at the brickyard refuse yard dump

Pints swigged, shots fired in fireball form, boiled makers into a hot mess of cosmic debris

It is then, we’ve arrived at the future turned into the past, omnipresent in shape and form

North & South poles of the rotating, orbiting planets, Earth included, will animate eternity.

Call it fictional appellations so you can make much ado about the nothingness, it’s alright

Below upper echelons there’s a gathering for a big feast, stabbing with jagged, steely knives

It’s all for one & one for all routine, simple setup for the innocent & faithful to the blue blood

Harm absorbed, suffering in pain sublimated into a psychic realm of aftereffects the hood.

Lights dimmed into the black ultravioletish, low wavelength with that high frequency wave

I’ll wait here while you discover a reason for being alive on Earth, strong species all survive

Weak species become extinct & only resume their evolution through scientific intervention

In a test tube or a beaker, heated & corrupted in original form, a thing from nothing but sin.

Sin is laced and the cards are stacked, no matter how you slice it, you’re guilty of the crime

Allow your mother to read you mind but close it tight in every other case, it’s orphans’ Time

Guilt & responsibility for the morality and ethics of the minions, sabotage’s Idea itself, dies

As a phoenix rises, so you will too with or without the guardians, above the fray & holy lies.

Now, assuming Murphy’s Law is accurate, “If it can go Wrong, it will go Wrong.” Butter toast

Butter side down, gravity pulls the heavy side down too, on the ground, no worries mostly

Hard knocks headed in our direction because we’re in the way, move & pivot for correction

Frozen Time, melted in Space, expecting perfection results in that occurrence in It all, son.

Solids, liquids & gases are the reality of these doors between Us & eternity, pathos myths

Epic eras come and go, if not recollected via tools that mark surfaces in sensible glyphs

Money in gold or territory, it’s all it’s always been, nothing more nor less, a brief sojourn

We got the reason and the rhyme, we lived & we died mercy to you, my & mom’s unborn.

Truth is being told right now, I had everything in order, all categories full engaged in play

Monkeys on the soup line just like the people, they thought their mommies & daddies say

Just take the handouts, they got the program & couldn’t detach from deception, buggers

Full house with aces over cowboys, doesn’t beat four deuces, which is a hand in mine

I’llhump the bass for the backbeat of the drums, rhythm & rhyme to follow lemon squeeze

There is no subject, no object, no predicate, no adverbs, no articles, no verbs either, please

Leave out the super egos we inherited from immigrants who comingled diverse RNA decoys

Gave us the business, kids from the 50’s to the 70’s then tried to oppose us wonder boys.

Fierce as enlightened apostles of the void, no place in the universe for mankind’s silk ilk

Ends all come down to this, it began and ran its course between a bang & chocolate milk

There’s no joke here, why are you laughing, what’s funny, are you serious? Clowns stank

You know Murphy’s Law is that if it can, it will go wrong, and you can take that to the bank.

Ice melts, you know that & milk spoils, ex-wives miss you, at the border, you get pinned down

Up above the world so high, like a diamond in the sky, twinkle, twinkle, little star, as a clown

Unknown about the unknown since before history began, a cluster ingestion down the throat

Hair is a feather in the cap for the style of cut your father decided to sculpt, #Hairpie, wrote.

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r j j stephan, i

c.  Dimanche, 9-28-2025 Anno Domini @ 1533 hours PT

{ Crafted while Jazz jammin’ to top 100

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No Comprendo Mi Amigos y Amigas #LUNA @Angelina_JoliePitt #FoundAMillionBucks "#ThusSpakeZarathustra" @Cleopatra

DRUNK ON A MICKEY,

 BY MYSELF
ZARATHUSTRA IS MOOT

Now & then the time on your life’s clock runs down and it appears to be turnin’ to dust

One bad push and a shove could tip the scales, knock you or me down in or out the ring

You did not but I did build Rome in One day, it didn’t take much after the Greek thing

You know Socrates & Aristotle not to mention that Platonic dialogue above & below us.

Forms, Substance, something about Nothing and the things we name as feeling shapes

Eyes, ears, nose, mouth all take turns allowing feelings from finger to toe high on vapes

37,000 feet above Earth is a place to stay for a few hours but you’ll never get It all back

That time rollin’ ahead & behind of where you used to be moments before, like crack.

Bang it down the mainline of your cryin’ heart-broken addiction, they addicted you free

Then the charge for the deal was to obey the law, payback & do the will of debtor demon

Should have thought about it before, only way to get away is to get caught in the act, see

Easy & evil at one & the same time, spelled backwards, it’s “live” see the play, it is done.

See more or less the only thing you can see from a million miles away from the dead air

Above or below & all around this little blue dot, ask you ChatGPT or @Grok it’s up there

In the ether where it’s always been, 1 spirit of laughing gas is everywhere, broke cosmos

Drink a little spirit, smoke some Mary, there’s multiple choice but it’s all in the dosi dos.

I ain’t comin’ home ‘cause there ain’t no home to go to, I’m disconnected from the host

Mother Earth runnin’ me out of town to the backwoods, dark out there in the wetlands

Broadway & Rodeo Drive were unwelcome nests for varmints & junky no counts at most

Laws regulating the place in Space you occupy & visit or you’re eliminated from the fans.

Fans of liberty & the freedom granted to mothers, daughters, fathers, 7 sons of anarchy

Earth spinnin’ moon appears then disappears, we wobble without being in much trouble

I’d do this all again just for you, nobody else could coax me into position, just you baby,

Risk is eliminated, every time I’m awake you’re stickin’ me up, ring this conundrum bell.

Hits & misses of the balls thrown into your strike-zone, slammin’ homers to upper deck

Caring about the facts of life & the Space in Time we occupy for an unknown, finite time

Neither one of us cared for the mystery, so we made up our favorite dreams in retrospect

Some ol’ corned-beef smells like dog-food from a can, maybe it’s just me, I shall inspect.

Here’s what you’re going to do before you die, you’ll cry & beg for another gulp of Bevis

Or even Buthead, anything but lettin’ the angel of Death rob me of what substance it is

If & only if you’ve hungry enough, starving for attention, will you ask to be annihilated

Your attention will be arrested in the spot you were in, brain seize muscles’ rigor mortis.

Simple men and innocent women are in a dead heat in a blind faith without any way out

Behind or ahead & either side, there were traps, absolutely nothing but emptiness’ doubt

Creating something out of nothing was easier than you think, she was a soul stripper too

She stole my heart & then tore it apart into so many pieces, broads man, a dot H2O blue.

See a sunset is actually an event that even the blinded by the light can see, all an illusion

Punks ain’t in on the joke, in fact the joke is on them because they’ve no sense of humor

Hungry for the peace and quiet that comes after the hard rock & roll releases your beats

Can’t stop tappin’ my foot & bobbin’ my head, tapped out eye candy next to my hotseats.

Over in three hours, all flowers won’t wilt until the money’s spent, beer gets spilt in vain

Brown to gold in retrospect, all one way to go to ultraviolet infrared spectrums in heaven

I’m dizzy, drivin’ and drinkin’ & nobody else can be in the same room with me, I’m dead

Woke up like this, sleep wiped out my eyes, party’s over, J. Walker Black & Red in a bed.

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r j j stephan, i

c.  Mardi, July XXIX^th MMXXV Anno Domini @ 444 PMPST

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ZARATHUSTRA IS MOOT

Cars Drive Men Purple Fly High Roadie In the #GardenOfAllah #SheGotARock & #ImGittinSTONED #GoinToCHURCH (ERIC)

Purple Midnight Hippy

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Utter nonsense completely full to the brim of the treatise, logic of logo;
Older than I am and older than I’m ever going to be in this body’s bones;
It’s no problem that I found out I was a mere mortal long before the end; 
Sublime elevation of my conscious Id at One above here and now’s Ego.

Superseding any earlier rules, laws or other commands, all annihilated;
Imagine Space you’re deeply immersed within, further on safe & sound;
No rocket ship of gas you can survive upon, in fact, the Earth ain’t round; 
Chamber of death without O2, pure or mixed, as above, so below dead.

 

There is a decision to be made, phuq up the mind of us all, below above;
Substance communicated in essence, a solipsistic argument foe, all love; 
Common or complex for the sake of us all, we’re the ones to be so many; 
Fear of the innocuous is a learned behavior as being a hero in a tragedy.

Hairline fractures in all four limbs when the impact occurred, I got pain;
Middle way I was, ALA 50 years on 2 continents, I ate fire & I drank rain; 
Worshiped the idols of flesh and stone rock gold for two minutes, I fled; 
Paid the price, paid the tax, it was a matter of drinkin’ the ambrosia red.

Heart & soul, out in the open figuratively and a day after death, literally;
Steel and robber to animate the theft & assimilation of golden calf feed; 
Marge & Homer spawned a few sweet love children, a very good deed;
Abandon all of your stuff you’ve produced from all of the utter chaos.

Ask not to mention sufficient with regard to the remains of the dead quarry; 
Animals and plants once living then dead & gone in the menudo of DNA; 
Drown underwater, collapsed lungs, seized heart, fail to assimilate RNA;
Comes a day when you die that you’ve got to say goodbye, all necessary.

Dream in a dream ad infinitum, it’s what it is, regardless of your take all;
From original perception your insight results with being in a holy freefall; 
Coming out of Space & Time with armor of skin and bone, dust in wind;
Laugh, cry & then die, that’s all folks, let you go now, all me you & I find.

Someday happens to be today, no tomorrow comes without this 1st one; 
Timeline midnight to noon & back to midnight, 24/7/365 point 4, all fun;
In or out of the sun, midnight to noon with no sun at the arctic circle It;
Inside the mind of the punk and genius, it’s all about the bovine scat bit.

If & only if I’m right then it’s impossible that I’d be wrong, tautological;
As if you can admit that it’s true, that I’m right, which I am, nearly 99%; 
Purple hue of midnight to 4:00 AM, annihilate the fools on the 18th tee; 
Persuading incorrigibles that one’s free pass is the only way into a party. 

Never drink, never smoke, never become ill or in dire straits’ far out ilk;
Searched & found what it at takes to succeed at all tasks, mother’s milk;
Freaks & silly fools, friends & soulmates, fill up the spectrum with fluid;
Deepest purple like a fuscia flow head to toe, Time-Space magic, I’m It.

 

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r j j  stephan, i

c.  Dimanche July 6th 2025 A.D. @ 711 PMPST

Skinny Bones Mixed Racers Y'ALL WANT MY @Nickelback?

pablo picasso

BLIND RATS , BAT IRISES  & A SINGULARITY’S PRIVATE PUPILS

Recollect the memories you’ve filed deep in your invisible safe place in Space

Part of me is all me and the rest of me is all yours, yes, even my debonair face

All of the German, Irish and Sicilian mixed into my skin and boned DNA to roll

Up and down from here to there and back again, in retrospect it’s how to troll.

Felt a touch after s first sudden impact of comin’, 2 balls bein’ hit out the park

Day of the nativity I can’t recall was the first day I didn’t die, aim after you mark

How much you feel right now is all you’ll ever be able to feel, overload absorb

Things themselves all above and beyond here and now, it’ll come into an orb.

Spark, flame, fire, blaze and out like a light out of electric Kool-Aid, spit it out

No matter though, once inside of the head, in the mouth, it’s a love no doubt

Love you and me like a sister and a brother, all I have is all I am, you got it now

It took you a while but it was worth the ride, fortune comes and goes like roe.

Swimming until you have you choice but to go with the current’s flow, breathe

In and out of the consciousness that will ne’er stay more than my false teeth

Chickens have come home to roost yet they know there’s no rooster like ol’ me

Fear and loathing of the hen-pecked is all that’s left of the flock, hen pen story.

Money, power, jewels, chattel like the good s#it that fell off of a truck, like new

Free trade of s#it that ain’t yours, fooled the ones who believed it’s all everyone’s

But it never was and never will be, AHO, forever just the ones in the narrow way

Rolling ahead, never backward, a little left & a bit to the right & what did she say?

What money can’t buy, drifting away from the holy spirit feeling of loathing & love

Immortal ghost departing & returning like a savior of the creator, WTH's this man

Fear of not being alive is imaginary fiction of 208 bones walkin below but not above

Left of the center all the way to the far right, balance in zeroed out void, all my love.

Disregard the feeling you registered when I brushed by your back, or did I kid

It may have been a cool breeze and not even a light touch, you wished I did

Ways and means are in your future, wishing gets you nearly anything you want

Whatever you need, if I’ve the power to procure, you got it, doggy idiot savant.

Line of hindsight, Nothing can’t be undone, it’s finished, that’s all folks, I’m glad

Love feels the same goin’ in and comin’ out, like a bleeding heart of mom & dad

Allowing the result of a moment of passion to run with the categorical imperative

Got whacked once I realized the prison guards were mere clones of Adam & Eve.

Nobody cares even if they found out the Truth about Existential presence, a flip off

Maybe I’m an abandoned orphan after all is said & done, whisper while playin’ golf

The Fairway and the Green are clear and read for approach, your only hole-in-One

Three bounces and a slow roll, like a song from a place that whiskey gets drunk, fun!

Bodies and spirits in conceptual analysis of subject and predicates slowin’ the roll

Hotshots move just life the nerds and misfits, they’ll fall down & die while in the flow

Grim look comin’ from inside you not inside me, I’m too high down lower than blow

Sky diamonds cut the Void up into eight pieces, 4 quadrants doubled rubber soul.

Hum and rattle like you know what you’re doin’ as I love U2 too, a riff of beauty blue

What I was lookin’ for, I didn’t know it but I had it in my hands, I dropped it too

Like a hot potato, my soul got burnt in Hades, froze at the North Pole of Earth’s dirt

Then it happened, accidentally I stepped on it, I tripped, I saw the queen, The Flirt.

Crisis playing out, creating something from a nugatory essence, out of our hands

Lie about mitosis, there’s a First Cause without a predecessor, an alien of Mother

Earth just a fake landing place for the getaway ship, evolution in a battle of bands

Deduct the tip, deduce the Ends, naked Truth pretending y’all fearless, oh Father!

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r j j stephan, i

{ Written while jammin’ to @U2 #GodPartII https://youtu.be/TIrxVyZKuSg?si=9XwVJvSLK8M4lGb2 }

c. Lundi, June 9th MMXXV Anno Domini 555 PMPST

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