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AT ONE,

 MY BROTHER  AL

ALLEN ROBERT STEPHAN  R.I.P.

C O W B O Y  R E A L  M C C O Y  @KidRock

83 Million Views  "NothingDoneNiceAndEasy"  @TinaTurner

ZERO MINUS ZERO 

IS THE POINT

If and only if you know what you know, then & only then you'll know you know

Even it up at the final ending, the finale shows up regardless of the monkey-will

Only the 1st in the series of the whole set survives the final reckoning, only you

I saw that girl walkin' by after she got out of her motorcar, the @MGB was blue.

I knew what I knew, that was little or nothing, then I fell asleep for 45 years, gone

Sitting back for the recollection of the Time in Space, I forgot all of the good times

Glory Days for real, as they'll always be, but they always pass you by, it was all fun

Raining or sunny days all counted, we were gone, we came back for the party, hon!

Grandmas wouldn't know me, grandpas would disown me, they couldn't fathom it

One of their own off shoots from the DNA collaboration between Heaven & Earth

Love was one of the ways on the forked path, the other inconsolable, daddy's hate

One shot or 41 shots, nothing kills the living more than once in a bloody river fate.

God, divine intervention with the blood all out of the thing itself, no comeback chit

Skin full of the air and watered bones' meat, muscles & sinews, a banana to split

I forgot about it since that was your mantra, "Just forget about it!" then I got shot

Right through a worried man's heart, one to the head finalize a ride in a mud plot.

I believe what I don't know for certain, we're all gonna die, for food or ash in Urn

You know it, I know it, all of the dead knew it before the final curtain felt the burn

Mamas & papas gone back to Chicago & Cleveland, downtown turned dim-witted

Still, your cousins and distant relatives from the other 6 continents, undersea dead.

Bums & Junkies get the breaks because they know more than geniuses who mock

You're higher than most 24/7 since it's beyond your control, it's The Way you cope

If you don't want the last huff & puff comin' from your declined mental, THC dope

Filled in the blanks in your mind & body, psycho-gumbo to Louisiana's noose rope.

Under the yellow submarine that can't be fathomed, sightless & dancin' in the dark

Crips' blood & Bloods' crapshoot, for the cash & immunity from being you, a lark

Pills swallowed, serums injected from the Void-Matrix, keep you as honest as me

I rock & roll even when locked up & I'm dreamin' that Life is gonna go to the sea.

Knowledge and Wisdom taught to the minions, disregarded by the Evil left in Sin

Bygones will be & always were the forgotten rhythm & blues that we cheated In

Out is the only way to go away from breathing in & out, ingested home of the free

Out of control in that caravan you've immersed within, I blame gods, they're Me.

Holy beyond Mama Earth's deterioration, Galactic Pizza moves mouth to anal, sis

Putting a foot in front of the other, pole to pole & around the dirty circumference

Down to the center's mud, blood & beer, we edge toward Vallhalla's worldly bizz

Cocaine and the addiction you get, let's y'all bleed out with or without the dunce.

Brought a knife to a gunfight, all of my 12 moves, complete the matrix' so hard

Nothing will melt the carbonite, nobody knows what the Truth is, left One bard

To be or not to be, a question with the answer to come, when least expected, son

Believe blindly, you won't ever get it all back, Life from egg to corpse, good fun.

Imagine the launch away from Earth in a ship full of the gas to move or to blow

Escaping the gravitational collapse of this star, called Sun, for honey and Sonny

Fate already done gone, it's history of the hysteria, a divine squirt of seminal Ego

Weird or a copasetic event will begin, climax of the organ into a Cosmic Soupy.

Beasts of Burden carry the loads for the weak and lazy, it's the mortally sinning

Meaning that mortal is a sack of 208 bones, some lived & died, some never sang

Aborted by God or a female human, it's a happening of Magic tricks in a tophat

Pretty or ugly, it's a matter of taste with no shoes on our feet, we'll get misery-fat.

Bad smoke comin' in and out of your face, it's higher than the lowlights, neon too

Gaslighting your mother & father, brothers & sisters, walked for miles being blue

Can't share the Truth with any other souls, it's part of the deal, an Art gone rogue

Yound or old, lust comes in every form from liquid, to solid, to gas in a hot fugue.

Hum & feel the beats gone to the center of Earth, nothing else matters if it ever did

Need and want what is there, reality with eyes-wide-open is your karma's evil skid

Got down and went up higher than I was when my tattoos appeared in red & blue

I nearly believed all of the grotesque hype behind the liar's screed, now, I'm fly too.

It all grew out of the one-celled amoeba & paramecia which preserved a Big Bang

Inside of the impervious atmospheric pressure the ignition began, I drank the Tang

Forever and then another day of the grind, wobbling & revolving as a six-gun cock

Triggered before it's time, extinction was programmed into the RNA blues' block.

Fry the living and eat the hot, smokin' things themselves, gas for the ebb & flow

Wild things and tame, corraled monsters who just kill Life, to eat it with a wife

Shindigs or private parties get the most from the Illiyad & the Oddessy road kill

I wrote it, you read it, believe the deceit, this ain't an angel's dream, it's my will.

Not too blind to see it all in a New York minute, faster than the furiosity of God

Outran records of Time & Space, sucking and blowing the oxygen's original sin

It's the bite that hurts before the burden sets in, never notice you died in heaven

Needed it and wanted it but never got it, hence, death succumbs bread unleaven.

Mine is dark but full of the diamonds and dust, all there is in the Void's vacuum

Floyd may have been pink but the rockin' fire sucked up all the hot flames, son

Lookin' in the reflection of surface water, had an idea to mirror the fiberglasses

On the hunt, hungry and thirsty from dawn to dusk, dreaming I miss the passes.

Party line used & abused for no rational reason, no conclusion deduced in dust

Cosmic from the star called Sun, in empty Space, astronauts verified, it's unjust

Baked and eliminated with the verve of a hungry monster that haunts The Ends

Every one of the top cans of brains, goes dusty in the hoodoo of Homo Sapiens.

I know what you know & of course, you know nothing as I do, it's all academic

Whether you're 74 or 75 years older than the 1st day you saw this holy scat static

It's this way and the only way it can be, belief blind without proof, We Are One

Many move the world, more than the Many, One is the essence of substance, son.

Have I said too much?  Have you been edified for a moment, or will you die also?

Comprehended, yes?  Say no more, nothing else left over in the E=mC2 cold brew

My swing-shift is over, I heard the whistle blow, it's time for the graveyard crew

Words from A to Z manipulate the rolling stones to fall down to Hades' hell, bro.

Moody and all alone at the drive-in movie, sitting and watching the popcorn fall

Down the side of the seat, in back of the stick shift, 4 on the floor with a Hearst

Slick roads got me killed, my sled slid off of a dead man's curve, I was a fireball

Bottom of the valley, our night moves, lipstick on a pig, make-up on a corpse test.

by

r j j  stephan, i

c.  Dimanche, August 2nd MMXXVI Anno Domini @ 0900 AMPST

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?

@TaylorSwift @DYLAN THE BOBBY     @SEEGER      @SPRINGSTEEN 

Amazon.com: richard joseph stephan signal ghosted chimera

#ApplesOfPureWisdom #ShootinCoonSmiles #LetsMoveTheParty #HillbillyDeluxe @BrooksAndDunne @RUSH #HITS

#WorldWormsOrignalSins

CARRION REVERSED DNA  PREDATOR RULES

I found some things that all people threw out as refuse, trash & garbage, black diamonds

For no reason at all, there’s a back story from beginning to end that sounds like mortal sins

Eating apples of wisdom & creating secret societies to hide from the Kings’ & Queens’ ruling

So, thrust your hands deep into the crevice of the slate plates, it’s an earthquaking thing.

Finding all you’ve ever wanted since the day you were born, it’s back home to the darkness

No light in a womb or light in deep space, homecoming for all & more where it came from

I know what I’ve always known, the Truth, I forgot about it and it came right back in a dream

Tears that cried out of my eyes came without a warning, no onions or sad news upstream.

All above is the same as below, on an imaginary plane, orbit a burning atomic bomb in time

Days are the spins back to nights, revolutionary orbit of the system of the ups and downs

Head count, billions more or less, if we were worms for the fishermen to high on the fjords

Aliens are merely the unfamiliar, unknown out of sensory perception & minor major chords.

Peeps through a tiny hole in a fence yields the scenes nobody cares to see for free, curtains

We all gotta go sometime, if you’re lucky nobody will require your deadly self-defense pins

Walking softly and carrying a big stick works more often than not, it’s an element of surprise

If a bully or an evil spirit from a ditch, attempts to unleash havoc, I end the intent, evil sighs.

With or without a confidence, my body grooves into the required presence, then goes caput

Power moved the objects back to their original nature, innocent and benign for all output

Standing tall, upright except for a pain stabbing in my one bad leg, it’ll be just fine, I’m high

Before we all were born, this planet existed, I believe, it’ll still be here when we croak & die.

Pills and smoke in the air to assuage the savage beast’s mental & physical perturbations

Hell’s got no muddy or dirty lining, it’s imaginary as a fear of heights, all mortality signals

Reminding us all, some forget about it & some don’t, stay awake never woke as mongrels

Walk through fire is where I draw the line, burns don’t heal, I ain’t doin’ it, punish my sins.

Nobody is somebody else or maybe it’s me or you, a nobody with no idea to draw in sand

Bonding and detachment have their uses, tools to assist the production of Love & Bliss

All of it was mine to imbibe so that’s what I did, down the hatch & out the back patch kiss

Around 360 degrees more or less, repetitive circular jerk of empty space, evidence at hand.

Laughing at the jokes while there’s still time to groove, sooner or later somebody will rise

Up or down, in and out, it’s what they told us when they didn’t know anything about it all

Time to go, tick tock on the clock or digits warping zero to nine & every digit of the free fall

As if you jumped off of a cliff because the murderers chased you without free choice lies.

On the way down, Earth becomes closer than it’s ever been since childbirth’s conception

I am using clear language that cannot be misinterpreted by the good, the bad or the ugly

Sacrosanct of the sacro-sanctions is the infraction against suicide of the inner ghost flip

An unmoved mover began the whole shebang, what’s left but the universe’s battleship.

Ringing bells to signal the things that are important to flash to the living, dead don’t care

You cannot awaken the dead no matter how loud the noise is, play it loud here and there

Finding the diamonds in the rough is the whole point, a game with rules to break or follow

Above & below, it’s One & Many things all at once, Time, Space in & out, I’m all of It, Bro!

by

r j j stephan, i

c.  Vendredi, February XIII^th MMXXVI Anno Domini @ 1111 AMPST  #InTheGroove

{ Crafted this from the chit that’s leftover from the Big Bang, while jammin’ to #TheCompleteSTAXVoltSingles1959To1968 link @ https://youtu.be/4hINCqqUc8Q?si=tSVRh3BB9nJObyJP & @JimmyBuffett with @JesseWinchester @AlanTrousant on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/8KRHtQNUDK4?si=uT39CM5xOlXIjtbU }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?

#FlickOfTheSwitch #ZapFlyOnTheWall #DreaminMaria #TheDayMyBallzHitTheGround #GODsag

BUST A MOVE IN C MINOR DIMINISHED

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Pray to God 7 x 7 then x 7 equals 343 every time multiplied, it’s rock-solid ad infinitum

Bring up your jacked mind to the fist of flesh and bone, it’s what you know that isn’t so

Take it to the America bank if it’s gold or valuable exchange paperless electronic debit

A prick up actresses, it’s alright behind an elevation of ignorance, mind a white rabbit.

It done died and by George, you know the rest of the story, as here we are with freedom

To move within a large territory with an ID card embedded data listing our history scam

Of, by & for the people of the states united in mis-liberalism & heroism of dead patriots

Force your will to power to subordinate it’s random direction to annihilation, play slots.

Unhindered hands & feet, animate the dead stones and filth of the corpses of fake death

Of our friends and relatives, you and I, we’re all gonna die, why cry, take a deeper breath

Then you act as if you never knew about it, don’t spread the dread to the upper echelon

Understand a Way is Your Way not everyone’s Way, as the wet dream comes, Get It On!

I held back since I was 14 years old, they told me I needed more data to conclude chit

Impatient as I’ve always been since my birth, I only had one, no need for a dog biscuit

No reincarnation now or ever for karma I’m charged with by nobody, no one but oblivion

Man, it’s done, you just haven’t become present in a PUSH, no beatin’ ‘round bush, son!

Out or in a charity function of all mobile skeletons we inhabit, immersed smoke & mirrors

Y’all eat what was alive when it’s dead in order for us to remain alive, burn death & jurors

Then there’s no argument about the veracity of the narration, even a tattletale yields gold

Reading & writing strongly after a certain human age will execute the longevity RNA mold.

Present in the Presence of the Mind, subject & object predication in a datalink, it’s @Grok

Fear of the old world keeps the new world intact, commandments of do’s & don’ts crock

Last gasp of the gas we’re allotted in the only form that keeps us thriving, like ants on a hill

After a final reward for becoming One from two separate Ones, caput, blue in a black hole.

No charm in the ashes & fragments, neither in the embalmed, gutless corpse, due respect

Don’t shoot the messenger & believe that a Truth is false, yield Truth from the Truth, all of it

Bloodlines counted inside & outside of this tower of power, make impossibility occur in chit

Then do it again & again, in the morning, afternoon, evening & especially deep midnight sex.

Sweet Jesus was a baby, legend has it, a child born only of God, not Mankind, effect aliens

Come with me before your conception, before the Big Bang, before Being, preconceptions

God is trying to get your attention, you’re ignoring the signs, the roaches & rats under feet

Now or later, they’ll wait until the time to get on the inside, in the darkness’ cool concrete.

Woke that day, afterward I couldn’t lose my consciousness any longer, I sleep wide-awake

Thoughts produced in the state of being at one are infallible as the Pope of the Christhood

In and Out, in a New York minute, there’s no deals to make any Art out of, my Art is my cake

So, sun goes down, the world turns, I skip the night asleep, get woke at 5 sharp on the lake.

Life is that way now after the struggle kept me occupied aged 19-70, coincidence 1970 free

Into and out of the battles in the war I never entered, facilitated with success, medals to be

Alive for another fifty years after that service occurrence of mating, begetting & sunsetting

Sinking down with the sun, down the wormhole, messenger, ready to die for GD Nothing.

by

r j j stephan, i

c.  Dimanche, August X^th, MMXXV  Anno Domini @909 AMPST

{ Jammed this out of a tight arse while jammin’ to @KennyChesney & @uncleKracker #WhenTheSunGoesDown on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/zYA7YZAqEQg?si=qabKyyfZ124Gh4_B }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?

PETE ROSE CHARLIE HUSTLE #LetHimIn #BETSaMillionDollarsOnRose #Nonsense #IfIHadAMillionDollars

UNCONDITIONAL CONJOBS

The end of the story begins with actors absent from action, drop-out beatniks

For the love of ease that parents required, kids kicked out at 17 + or – for clicks

Cell phones, i-phones, android phones, laptops, tablets, you’re all beatin’ a drum

Trippin’ on dozens of scenarios and conspiracy theories to solve the conundrum.

Matter & energy are two mental constructs out of synch, nothing more than zero

Of microbes onto the major animated mortals, all were One, related by a big bang

In the finale is embedded an epilogue to remark from an unconditional anti-hero

Mind is clear, enhanced by caffeine & CBD, watched the world spin as you rang.

Embedded RNA has no regard for good or evil, it’s a natural selection for inner life

Keep the Truth close to your vest, nobody gets out of living & hence remains alive

Dead as a doornail, mind torn by a jagged sky due to the brain chemistry soul hole

Innocent & fairly imbecilic activity I’ve metabolized, all to make a model on a roll.

Fair or unpleasantly bias to the point that you just want to disown the species as is

Don’t even think about the robberies & murders of the most unfortunate citizens

Honesty is such a lonely word because it hurts to lie, hurts the heart, a deep blow

Disengage the culture’s hold on me & you this way, ready, get set & go, nuke glow.

Tricks are on you not on the perpetrator of said deceptional scenarios of dreams

Become the receiver of the holy grail, open #MAGA innocent magician schemes

Nerves are the cause of nervousness, I knew, I attributed it all to Beelzebub’s den

Like it or not, Truth is Wisdom’s knowledge, a kind of peculiar music drones on.

Bins full of rancid air left over from the exhaling, naked apes with flags of liberty

Skeletons of Davey Jones above ground, all good through Life & millennial exegesis

Stretching the extremities and contracting the species for saving the universe’s ass

It’s either expanding or collapsing without the Will of naked apes & a holy trinity.

Mere mortals and the finite other atomic miracles of the Big Bang will not emerge

From the battle of the wavelengths & frequencies both high & low, God’s dip-dirge

Fear you’ll not see the light of day nor the darkness of twilight zones, it is as is too

It’s all supposed to be air, land & sea, as is, Earth host of sapiens’ lapis lazuli blue.

Pieces of recollections all scattered throughout Matter in the skull, magic spells

Conjured by the unembodied spirits imagined to be everywhere above & below

Us & them, it’s been that way since the family elders formed the innocents’ flow

Hurting the pleasure center to run out of the power to animate atoms rung bells.

Bills without justification won’t be paid, show me proof, I’ll show you the money

Pray, chant, hope there’s a power above humanity to serve Justice to the Many

Rock and roll the thing around the ellipse as long as the inner spirit doesn’t lapse

Trippin’ at the party, LSD was in the bowl of punch, I drank 3 cups, signified raps.

For whom we allow the benefit of Science & Mythology, bona fortuna en masse

Most won’t ever know, almost everybody can’t handle the Truth, I get a day pass

Nightmares last forever until the ending path results in going back to begin again

Like Sisyphus goin’ up & down a mountain in perpetuity, you’ll do in acute pain.

by

r j j stephan, i

c. Lundi, August 4th MMXXV Anno Domini @ 111 PMPST

{ Drafted while jammin’ to #RealLove by @TheBeatles on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/yrY6rybBQTU?si=dbm6AmX54JLPD_0Z }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?

#AfraidItsAllBeenWastedTIME #AutumnLeavesFall

ROLLIN’ SEVENS FOR LOVE & HOLY SPITE, IT IS DONE

There’s a duel in progress with a new kid in town, he’s just dropped in today to Parlez-vous 
Everybody loves a holy don Juan, hopeless romantic except the ex-mates all in checkmate 
Pioneers and their descendants who fall into the black hole live in the all new millennium 
Trade for the best player on the blockchain of the matrix, winning is everything, a lump sum. 

Pouring nuts out the shells once they’ve been heated to 200 degrees above subzero temps 
Liquid RNA & DNA of the branches, roots and truckloads of scat that fell off the back of trucks 
Not bad for the ones who didn’t invest their gold in the cargo, but the gold must be recovered 
Coming or going in one way or another can be the downfall of the perps, predictable phuqs. 

I don’t mean to cast aspersions but as long as I’ve broken the ice, I’ve got more on the way 
Subjects and predicates from the annals I’ve recalled and the subsequent application display 
On my iPhone or my Android, maybe my tablet or my PC, in every case, I predict it’s all OK 
Respond with the Enter key if there’s any chance you can, only you & I will know our D-day. 

Marked words in command or not, there is only one way to get to the stars, that’s to die high 
Or low but steady as you us grok to finish the dangling modifiers leftover by the dead doggies 
Neighbors of mine were the owners of the canine crews down by seven bridge’s pie in the sky 
Played the chords & both treble and bass produced the exit strategy to refrain from the boggy. 

Blind faith all 24/7 of every week in every month, every year, every decade of mama’s placenta 
Some animals eat a leftover sack of loving feed in a bag, some let nurse annihilate it’s DNA/RNA 
Hits and misses on the money when the bull’s eye gets the points of the dart works, thoughts? 
Nobody cares about the game, rules be damned, you wanna bet me that I’ll win the hustle too? 

Film at eleven just like the news at five, it all comes back around and around until the road ends 
Dead end or invisible portal into another twilight zone just like this one was, step by step ascent 
Fire above and ice below the thing itself, such as it is, all words mock the looks of future friends 
Accidents ahead and behind your bloody mask, spell desperado & you’ve got all that God sent.

Beats I’ve walked back as a volunteer champion of protection of innocent and frail folks 
All in all, the free pain and the hunger are all worth the effort to feel the Good & evil live 
Brooms for the sweep, lasers for the disintegration, presence in practice’s pepsin-cokes 
Only you know & I know not only the Truth but also the pretend scenario about the origin. 

I rode barbwire fences, ready to roll, like right now, I did not mean to hurt y’all, yet that I did 
Desperate desperado, I am what I am, always was before I knew you, I’ll bet the goat’s a kid 
Cops and robbers, good cop, bad cop, thief in a dyslexic meltdown of the rocks & the stones 
Haymakers droppin’ like raindrops in a storm, fighting & winning, swallowin’ some corn pone. 

Fixed the Hotshots to rig the game in my favor, straight shooter can’t lose to the crooked eyed 
Complicated when you put a drink in my hand, targets get to be drifting to and fro, Jack’d up 
I’ll get a bead on it though, give me another drink first, steady’s my hand, my eye blinkin’ tie 
Fooled my own self, both the joker and the fool hard for a man to do, superman got too high. 

Thrown down with the other dogs who spell god backwards, incomprehensible as hot ice 
Melted and evaporated outside or dehydrated inside, cons are the pros who eat long rice 
Meltdowns in the reactors allow the bulletproof mud to disintegrate like kryptonite light 
Bled out and dead without turning black and blue, hero or traitor in a smash-soul fist fight. 

Jack Daniels all gone now, empty bottle black label, #49 & down to the river with my bones 
Chattanooga or up-country Georgetown, Tennessee to California, it’s Gold in the hills’ stones 
Don’t shine in rock form, yellow shine, need an ice cold beer, something about a truck & kiss 
Gonna make the ring that she’ll wear while we mate & propagate to the middle finger hiss. 

Mentioned the birds and the bees, as a natural element of being alive & needing ecstasy 
In song or just a thought that counts it’s the Truth, my ice needs more Jack whiskey, Missy 
Sweet dreams begin tonight, we’ll be knockin’ reboots, me & you because we have to, too 
Weekends just the one Saturday night, fun and sweet feelings, last call for home, woohoo!

by 
r j j stephan, i 
c. Lundi, July VIIth MMXXV Anno Domini @ 111 PMPST 
{ Jammed jammin’ to #TATTOOS @MontgomeryGengtry in a loop on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/T37UqfkmuY8?si=CMoGf_kZFL4-sQls & #TennesseeWhiskey @ChrisStapleton link @
https://youtube.com/shorts/qL8SbgWxtb4?si=PXVx_pnjRVwnqi2f }

F I N I S 
W.W.A.R.D.?