LA FLACA, ANKH OF HER, PECAN NENA #AsAboveItIsBelow #WORDup

Ankh of LA flaca, pecan nena

Once upon my time, not yours, his or hers, my time, there were three bears in a cave
Simple minds not in the species who only cared about hunting, eating it all, a last rave
You were always as hot as a pistol, suddenly you’ve become cold as 2 frozen icecaps
Coast to coast and pole to pole, all 360 degrees about the lump of star debris, he raps!

Word, phrases, sentence, paragraph, chapter, volume, period, comma, question bang
Shot from a barrel of monkeys who never knew they were extinct in a cosmic egg thing
Played games from the womb to a tomb, ate the hot salsa for the Hades of it all, I sing
No matter, comrade you’re just an amigo & brother from another mother, drank Tang.

Only you knew before I knew, once we were both on the same page, one of us had to go
Many cannot keep the species from becoming extinct, y’all wanna kill & eat the show
At the point you triangulate upon this square deal, you’ll be the angle, line & the point
Three dimensional to four to keep the liars honest, squeezing the head into a tiny joint. 

Hurry before you seize your engine’s system, mind game over & done, it’s a smoke fear
Dying to get in, attempting a return to the unmoved mover’s suit of armor, a naked soul
Generated germs from germs from the Big Bang until right here, right now, planet 2024
Larger than Life itself, once you fly out the stratosphere, astronauts all know The Door.

As for us all, all gas mixed Magic & entertained random notions of fancied new Mexico
Here and now as it’s always been & always will be, presence of the Zeppelin Lead Gold
Beats and rhythm that you cannot impede from causing your nervous system, no hablo
Tappin’ toes, movin’ feet, legs, hands, arms, synching 208 bones, hotter than ice cold.

Day you die, it’s comin’ today, tomorrow or any other day than yesterday, gonna offend
Keep your memory in mind once your heart stops, it will fade to black in a NYC minute
Don’t laugh or cry, y’all gonna die, big thing, wide awake at a funeral y’all won’t attend
All messed up as the singular moment of the Big Bang when All was One’s scuttlebutt.

Unfree will, free choice, freebies of every category are not without an acceptable cost
At one life, all one in a holy hole in the fabric of the dimension’s time out, a twitter post
For your edification’s ethical offense, you can’t get over it without callin’ out the posse
All to come up with a way to kill all loose cannons, delete the fuzz of what chit to seize.

Holy I don’t see since I got to the bottom of the mystery, an empty vault of a holy ghost
I will not use the language to disguise the Truth, it’s not my mission assigned by Power
What I am is all I can be after 1 initial conception of the gamete & egg, tiny womb room
Smaller than a speck, fleck or shard of RNA’s DNA for the sake of survival, job blower.

Not many of the ones around here, boys and girls who can merge & succeed at the flow
Moving the bones’ magnetism every day & night until the dam impedes the spirit show
Fire & ice are the only two extremes, not good & evil, not God & Devil, just mankind ID
Fur off a hairless ape, only Fire & pure luck caused the survival for the two-handed kid.

Since it took two to tango, it is impossible that the First Man was not born from Woman
Don’t be backward dude, what would you think if you had an immaculate conception?
You’d be God’s begotten since Everything has a Cause except One God dreaming This
You finally realize what I’ve been saying all along, WTF up, Life’s a mega Sloe Gin Fizz.

Never too high or drunk so that my mind can’t pivot in a flash, to avoid death’s last tap
I ain’t gonna wait for that, it’ll come when the Time is up, I have no control, I’m all out
Sing, play the game with rules nobody follows, ready, set & go to the finish line’s crap
Rolling sevens & elevens because the die are loaded with high IQ funk, phuq a doubt.

Dear to you & me, an impediment to the extraterrestrials nobody can engage in doubt
Stuck with occult mythology & eventual corpus dillecti burned or buried as a last blow
Nobody has the fault but me, I conceived me, I bore me, I raised me, it’s all my Karma
Fire until it’s annihilated as above, so it is below, tombstone says, #GodGold #ImOUT!

Eat, drink & be merry for today may be the last day of your presence, attention please?
Knowing nothing but Wisdom of being aware that you’re a mortal, animal on the move
As you are aware, fuel you eat & drink, if fortunate to have a mama, limits the hot burn
Nurturing at mammary glands or not, there’s a formula to infuse minerals’ vitality love.

Stay after the party is over, clean the mess & reorder the chaos, appreciated by the kin
Who look at your lead and leftover examples they experience as their order of things
Knowledge, Wisdom, Ignorance, shift their commodity within form, shaped mortal sin
Always winning at the end of the game, knowing that while playing, that’s everything!

by
r j j stephan, i
c. Samedhi, March 1st MMXXV @ 1111 AMPST
{ Dread leaked out of the sieve while listenin’ to #LaFlaca in a loop at youTube link @ https://youtu.be/LiSFAaOJUnw }

F I N I S
W.W.A.R.D.?

#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 }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?

#GrandSlamWinningEverythingInSights @Jaguar2025 @Porsche2025 #WINNING @Carlos_SantanaDevadip

EVE SAID, IT WAS  COOL TO JUST TAKE A TINY BYTE

{SUGAR HIGH FIVE TO GOD}

In the end, nothing matters once you’re not breathing in and out, know that Truth

Either accidental or on purpose, this Earth in orbit around a burning byte forsoothe

I am no idiot, moron or imbecile, I am not a man beyond my skin & bones of Flesh

Id to eat while Ego passed on mother’s milk, Superego suckle or so I’m told, go fish.

Mental retardation due to a blow to the head found in the MRI for y’all and I, fear not

Nobody lives forever, no skin & bone lasts longer than a century more or less, what I got

On the one hand, there’s ignorance and bliss then on the other hand, there is pure Sonny

My dad’s vision through his two grey iris eyes was all smoke & mirrors, divine son of a gun.

Punks moved away from a door beyond good & evil as a cause & effect twixt atoms in a galaxy

No night & no day if you’re not on planet Earth, nothing like this miraculous search for “Me”

This is a dream within Poe's etiquette dream, imagery of shadows within a cave’s inner wall

Nuclear missiles launched in error, restarted the ignition of Earth’s inner core, it’s a fire ball.

In and out of the mind locked inside of an illusion you’ve gleaned from the teachers' program

Jacked up so your conscious awareness gets away with murder but no, not on @instagram

Bleed words out the dish rags leftover from the necessary & sufficient conditional conclusion

Medium on high, lower than the lowest level of dancing bears left on Earth livin' in a redskin.

You move until you don’t, nothing to recall then, nothing is more of the Space between stars

Playing games or working with no winning in the end, it’s the way the ball bounces far

From the first to the last place in line, every angle of every shape, square to sphere of gas

Atoms whirl, planets too, between a Void & the whole shebang, it’s how the children play ass.

Not being vulgar, the primate thing, it’s the right thing, get old enough to reproduce & kill it

Original sin, you inherited the knowledge of good & evil & how to obey or break in-law’s rule

Philosophical Theology available, wide open, ignored by masses of Mass, transmutated amps

Mankind in its lowdown, dirty spirit reflects inner beauty covered in the bog of the swamps.

Hard candy melts quicker at 100 degrees than it does at 98.6, it helps, keeps the kids woken

They'll grow old & die just like y’all will, let 'em know as soon as possible ‘fore they’re all in

What they don’t know'll hurt them, all ignorant are at a disadvantage, happy idiot trippin’

Bliss itself takes all the time in the world to know Good, the Bad as Evil, Ugly as Sin.

Fighting for places in Space that can’t be invaded by most foul, misrepresentated ilk

You know what I mean, I know what I mean, I don’t know what you mean, I miscalculate milk

What represents this world inside your mind outside your mind, I can explain holes, too

Where nothing at all is everywhere around my head, 360 degrees above & below, free fall fool.

No fear of being without your intense and complex misapprehensions, gonna be just fine too

Cartoons you’ll recall, the day you met the circle of your infinite source, your Ma & Pa stew

Made you in one orbit & some full moons, like bread in the oven, super loaf of edible grace

Conquer you, on the land you walk on & let it go, without choosing a wind’s blown, easy pace.

Far away, already gone, got the picture of the empty rectangle’s perimeter, I care, you don’t

Air ran out, suffocated in oxygen, the O2 was too much to handle, exhausted the gods, I won’t

Just watch me roll, until I’m out of site, can’t see my face, you see clearly without lens’ fog

Oh no, you made a mistake, too far now, already gone, Eagle wings flap, jump over a GD bog.

by

r j j stephan, i

c. Vendredi, BLOVEMBER XXIInd MMXXIV Anno Domini @ 1111 AMPST

{ Kicked out my head while jammin’ 2 @jaguar COMMERCIAL #JaguarComm2024 link @ https://youtu.be/rLtFIrqhfng?si=Von_ds2dWTp4NGI4 }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?

Briefly-A-BARFLY