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Wednesday, September 30, 2026

SACKS OF SCOUNDRELS ARE THE ORPHANS HATED BY THE BREEDING KINFOLK

KINETIC POTENTIAL

Too large to be smaller than a dot, a period's ending finale, caput
No morons or idiots left over from the full complement of despots
Keeping track of filling in the blanks to come up with a logic adz
A tool to be racked up on the wall with the other one's good bads.

Fell out or jumped out, either way the fall ends in a smash, broke
No way to stay alive with no brain and mind, heart and soul yoke
Afterlife isn't a life at all, you know it, I know it, we're all aware
Matter of Time in Space comes out of nothing & returns in there.

Peace adjustment to War is a momentary lapse of reason canard
Supposed to regroup for the final big bang on the way, it's hard
To realize that Life so good will disappear with history, the self-it
No more pictures, no sound, no taste or smell, nothing to touch it.

Deep pockets between your teeth to allow decay to eat the gums
Throwback to the empty skull, without eyes, lips or a brain bum
Just hangs around until all hands on deck is mustered, then gone
So, knowing is nothing more than a wild guess at the outcome-on.

Pitch a tent at your grave, wait for the rising of the sons & fillies
Not even a wisp of wind, not a fallen leaf or a cricket chirp flies
In and out of gathered faithful who mourn their own demise too
Using the imagery to fill in the "X" unknown, empty of the Blue.

Epic yet ordinary, all in the eyes of the beholder, an aI simulcast
Subjective truth is the objective of the premises syllogism bust
Hieroglyphics or Old English, the same thing is the same old one
Higher and higher than a rocket ship flies into the ether, my son.

Remember all facts of life, nobody said what they were, so I can't
Maybe you've guessed that this is an exercise in futility, godscent
Mirror images of the apes and first seeds of the bush & oak trees
That was all there should have been, atoms split it all in threes.

Dance or sit stone silent, brain dead or locked in prison cell cubes
Alpha & Omega push the limit of wisdom & knowledge to rubes
They produce the inferior products that their DNA throws up in
Matter & Energy in Time & Space, misanthropes rule a nut bin.

Holy or sacred, the infidels strike the gong to obliterate the core
Why we're here & now, where's the ones who left, some to come
Artwork of the designer of Oz, a wizard, yet all too human dumb
Walk the run, all will fall before our finish line's breached, scum.

No special creation of the creator due to loneliness or compassion
What you saw was what you got, 208 bones, 600-840 muscle-skin
Thrown out of my father's house at 19, joined the Force or Corps
Now over 69, it's 50 years of eyes-wide-open, bird & bee forces.

Clothes cover-up the naked shapes of fat & bones, boots o'er feet
Still the species returns the favor & reproduces the same old scat
Until the atoms all split or fuse, the game is on, it's 24/7/365 bait
To stay in tune with the melodies and in sync with lyric excrete.

Money comes and goes, like old gold, used to pony-up for the best
When it's gone, it's borrowed, it's spent, it's owed & it's interest
Question everything, get the answers & fill in the blanks all over
Amend pure Truth, Life is short, Life is better than Nothing ever.

by
r j j  stephan, i
c.  9-30-2026 Anno Domini @ 444 PMPST
{ Crafted while recovering from gamma ray beams flashing before my masked-up face & blinded eyes; while jammin' to @OsborneBrothers #ShootMeStraight in loop link on youTube @https://youtu.be/fUv3J4PVsyk?si=AFS2z1SXJa3vcFUG }
F I N I S
W.W.A.R.D.?

Tuesday, July 28, 2026

Y'ALL ABOARD? COSMIC PIZZA TODAY, EDIBLE TOMORROW, NEVER YESTERDAY! All Aboard! #DownSouthJukin #GodsGoldAndPlatinum @LynyrdSkynrd #YouCantMakeThisScatUp #IAmOneThatCan

COSMIC PIZZA SLICED JERSEY BOARDWALK STYLE
ALL ABOARD! A CHUCHU @TRAIN
Kids aren't the ones needing the shot in the arse, parental cup
The place in Space you find yourself, that's all you'll ever get
Nobody knows anything more than, gotta avoid pain, y'all bet
It's gonna be a hard one if you know what I mean, even it up.

There is a word that explains the whole shebang, it's the ol' Void
Avoid the Void, is good advice for mothers & fathers & the kids
Priests nun,s, ministers and professors need to know, not avoid
No answer to the proverbial question without knowledge, faith.

Meaning, birthright citizenship for international Earth's gravity
Walks in the woods or introduction to One, absolutely, positively
Overnight, same day or snail mail, you get the gist of the solid Id
Overwealmed no more by the Ego, Super Ego & the Other Ego.

Not mine or ours at all, y'all visitors-passengers on a pirate ship
You'll either walk the plank or kill rats eatin' grain below deck
Oceanic sea for kilometers in all directions, for the people to see
Not for the gods, Neptune or Zeus weren't prepared for idolatry.

Grotesque, fully operational and pertaining to nothing personal
Of your inner essence of not hearing words that mean very little
You move from the inside to the outside, go fishing in a cesspool
Perfect in the holes and with no remorse you go act like the fool.

Alright to be or not to be right, you could be wrong, you create
You dissolve the matter into the Singularity after the worm bait
Caught on the hook for the duration of life on Earth, what it is
Neither can be created nor destroyed my something or nothing.

Consumed by the Space that contains the gas/air wwe breathe
There cannot be any other point than, the world as we know it
Knowledge application is wisdom and ability to survive trauma
It happens to all of us, you, me and all of the pent-up bull s#it.

Out of the blue-green sky, you came up to me just like the hussy
I proposed and you married me as we were both high on pussy
Fabulous and showing off my 12 pak, well now, it's a whole case
Grim reaper reaps Love's liver, it filters the image of your face.

Building from the frenzy to the brief climax, it's electrocuted jizz
God ain't here Man, ne'er up in America's prehistoric slo-gin fizz
God's dream of having rich & poor fourish in revolution, my son
I got your land of the free, it's a system of the 4th down and One.

Pistachios and the golden raisins fill the soul with glee, brain nod
Growing like a new snake bein' fed mice for breakfast, need feed
Sevens and elevens between the snake eyes and two or three die
Singapore Sling & Harvey Wallbanger shots until I couldn't lie.

Saddle up with or without you, move when Time & Space collide
All of the above are true, A, B, C, D & then another Bloody Mary
It's grown out grounds of being alive, accidental catasrophic ride
Jack gave up the stacks of wax for electronic repro, it's all the aI.

Held on as long as I could, my fingers failed, knuckles straighten
Falling without my will down the rabbit hole, can't get back up
Down to the core of the planet, hot as a sun, at least I can't burn
Stars burning like me don't burn, already a red giant, it's a sin.

Bible written & edited by dozens of ignorami breed, true faith
Sheep follow the shephard yet they have not decided I'm wraith
Nevertheless, city lights and dark back woods, I'm the sprite chit
Grown after birth on the rat races with the good, bad jokes a bit.

Hot or cold, it's going the opposite of this & that, sure enough too
In the sticks without a thing besides my .357 & 30:06, kill & strut
Bringin' my kills home for suppertime and breakfast just for two
Open road with a foot hard down on the gas, over 100 MPH flow.

Smoked what wasn't flammable with the flame from the matches
Oodles of lungs, oxygen & residue of matter, nuclear reactor dust
Trains rollin' like busses and trucks, only you don't need vigilant
I was in and out of struggle, paid dues & evened up all the odds.

You got a huge flat screen that plays music to me ears, aye lass, Freaks cover up their perfection with hair & naked body cover
Late dates with my high school fling, gave & got back my ring
Cute thing came up to me while I sat at the bar all alone, I sing.

Lookin' good to the DNA, needs to merge the RNA in the pool
It's all about the mutation of the code, look like or unalike, fool
Things happen, love happens at 1st sight, even when it shouldn't
Highest you can get above the ground, better than sixfoot under.

Huff and snort, blow the smoke in & out 'til you mastermind it
Of course you can repeat ad infinitum to pay for the Karma chit
Development of the evil genius' cuniform & hieroglyphics of gods
Ain't fussin' or fightin' wars no more & at mercy of lost keyfobs.

Pretend your daddy & mama sheltered you like the birds & bees
Not an orphan growin' up alone in a large family that was free
Thanks to those folks without whom, none of this is at all possible
I got paid by Memphis, retired thanks to Memphis, dream FDX.

Answered the cold ones that came at me like a gattling gun, won
Got all 24 years eatin' tacos & pasta, keepin' it all alive for fun
Traveled, stayed put, smoked, drank, quit & fell in a rabbit hole
Punks down there with the best of them, doctors, poets & scoal.

Hay is for horses mama'd say, no disrespect for the dead, OM
I think it proves that I was alive & died, here & then, it's gone
You'd hope your dream was true, happiness & spells of witches
To be immortal & usefull idiots of magic and words of all bitches.

Pretending to be both intelligent & invincible in soul and mind
 Body & spirit too in a quadrology of random non-sequitur milk
Survival of the fit, love of breathing & enjoying the free trouble
That come & go, infinity is in charge of the rotation and wobble.

Zebra serious with the fitting into the Earth tones, black & white
Shades from Nigeria dark to Albino white, know enough to fight
For survival in happiness and ease of daily bread git, got it today
Moving down river, up country for fish & game, it's all fair way.

For what it's worth, you're lucky to be alive, some never become
A woman or a man, a girl or a boy, nothing but DNA/RNA son
Shivered myself to sleep outside, up the hill, near a boulder creek
Sun rose in Coloma, middle forked American river, black sheep.

End the finale, before or after you too die, bones in a dust box
No more walks in the woods or anywhere your mama took y'all
To fish for trout in the river or bass in the lake, BBQ and camp
Caught me with my pants down, droppin' a deuce like a tramp.

In reality, I got that PhD. from the philosophers, Marx to YOU
Muddy water down by the Mississippi, Biloxi got gator eyes too
On me and everyone else near the Lousiana swamps, gator grub
In the bog, ancient bones disappeared, couldn't say, not a blurb.

Barometric pressure to obfuscate the muddy ground, I'm stuck
Every day from now on out, I'll remember my final gasp of air
Pure liquid swamp water and I couldn't let it out of me, aw, fuqe
Sorry, pardon me, I used to care to get a package, now IDGAF.
Kids aren't the ones needing the shot in the arse, parental cup
The place in Space you find yourself, that's all you'll ever get
Nobody knows anything more than, gotta avoid pain, y'all bet
It's gonna be a hard one if you know what I mean, even it up.

There is a word that explains the whole shebang, it's the ol' Void
Avoid the Void, is good advice for mothers & fathers & the kids
Priests nun,s, ministers and professors need to know, not avoid
No answer to the proverbial question without knowledge, faith.

Meaning, birthright citizenship for international Earth's gravity
Walks in the woods or introduction to One, absolutely, positively
Overnight, same day or snail mail, you get the gist of the solid Id
Overwealmed no more by the Ego, Super Ego & the Other Ego.

Not mine or ours at all, y'all visitors-passengers on a pirate ship
You'll either walk the plank or kill rats eatin' grain below deck
Oceanic sea for kilometers in all directions, for the people to see
Not for the gods, Neptune or Zeus weren't prepared for idolatry.

Grotesque, fully operational and pertaining to nothing personal
Of your inner essence of not hearing words that mean very little
You move from the inside to the outside, go fishing in a cesspool
Perfect in the holes and with no remorse you go act like the fool.

Alright to be or not to be right, you could be wrong, you create
You dissolve the matter into the Singularity after the worm bait
Caught on the hook for the duration of life on Earth, what it is
Neither can be created nor destroyed my something or nothing.

Consumed by the Space that contains the gas/air wwe breathe
There cannot be any other point than, the world as we know it
Knowledge application is wisdom and ability to survive trauma
It happens to all of us, you, me and all of the pent-up bull s#it.

Out of the blue-green sky, you came up to me just like the hussy
I proposed and you married me as we were both high on pussy
Fabulous and showing off my 12 pak, well now, it's a whole case
Grim reaper reaps Love's liver, it filters the image of your face.

Building from the frenzy to the brief climax, it's electrocuted jizz
God ain't here Man, ne'er up in America's prehistoric slo-gin fizz
God's dream of having rich & poor fourish in revolution, my son
I got your land of the free, it's a system of the 4th down and One.

Pistachios and the golden raisins fill the soul with glee, brain nod
Growing like a new snake bein' fed mice for breakfast, need feed
Sevens and elevens between the snake eyes and two or three die
Singapore Sling & Harvey Wallbanger shots until I couldn't lie.

Saddle up with or without you, move when Time & Space collide
All of the above are true, A, B, C, D & then another Bloody Mary
It's grown out grounds of being alive, accidental catasrophic ride
Jack gave up the stacks of wax for electronic repro, it's all the aI.

Held on as long as I could, my fingers failed, knuckles straighten
Falling without my will down the rabbit hole, can't get back up
Down to the core of the planet, hot as a sun, at least I can't burn
Stars burning like me don't burn, already a red giant, it's a sin.

Bible written & edited by dozens of ignorami breed, true faith
Sheep follow the shephard yet they have not decided I'm wraith
Nevertheless, city lights and dark back woods, I'm the sprite chit
Grown after birth on the rat races with the good, bad jokes a bit.

Hot or cold, it's going the opposite of this & that, sure enough too
In the sticks without a thing besides my .357 & 30:06, kill & strut
Bringin' my kills home for suppertime and breakfast just for two
Open road with a foot hard down on the gas, over 100 MPH flow.

Smoked what wasn't flammable with the flame from the matches
Oodles of lungs, oxygen & residue of matter, nuclear reactor dust
Trains rollin' like busses and trucks, only you don't need vigilant
I was in and out of struggle, paid dues & evened up all the odds.

You got a huge flat screen that plays music to me ears, aye lass, Freaks cover up their perfection with hair & naked body cover
Late dates with my high school fling, gave & got back my ring
Cute thing came up to me while I sat at the bar all alone, I sing.

Lookin' good to the DNA, needs to merge the RNA in the pool
It's all about the mutation of the code, look like or unalike, fool
Things happen, love happens at 1st sight, even when it shouldn't
Highest you can get above the ground, better than sixfoot under.

Huff and snort, blow the smoke in & out 'til you mastermind it
Of course you can repeat ad infinitum to pay for the Karma chit
Development of the evil genius' cuniform & hieroglyphics of gods
Ain't fussin' or fightin' wars no more & at mercy of lost keyfobs.

Pretend your daddy & mama sheltered you like the birds & bees
Not an orphan growin' up alone in a large family that was free
Thanks to those folks without whom, none of this is at all possible
I got paid by Memphis, retired thanks to Memphis, dream FDX.

Answered the cold ones that came at me like a gattling gun, won
Got all 24 years eatin' tacos & pasta, keepin' it all alive for fun
Traveled, stayed put, smoked, drank, quit & fell in a rabbit hole
Punks down there with the best of them, doctors, poets & scoal.

Hay is for horses mama'd say, no disrespect for the dead, OM
I think it proves that I was alive & died, here & then, it's gone
You'd hope your dream was true, happiness & spells of witches
To be immortal & usefull idiots of magic and words of all bitches.

Pretending to be both intelligent & invincible in soul and mind
 Body & spirit too in a quadrology of random non-sequitur milk
Survival of the fit, love of breathing & enjoying the free trouble
That come & go, infinity is in charge of the rotation and wobble.

Zebra serious with the fitting into the Earth tones, black & white
Shades from Nigeria dark to Albino white, know enough to fight
For survival in happiness and ease of daily bread git, got it today
Moving down river, up country for fish & game, it's all fair way.

For what it's worth, you're lucky to be alive, some never become
A woman or a man, a girl or a boy, nothing but DNA/RNA son
Shivered myself to sleep outside, up the hill, near a boulder creek
Sun rose in Coloma, middle forked American river, black sheep.

End the finale, before or after you too die, bones in a dust box
No more walks in the woods or anywhere your mama took y'all
To fish for trout in the river or bass in the lake, BBQ and camp
Caught me with my pants down, droppin' a deuce like a tramp.

In reality, I got that PhD. from the philosophers, Marx to YOU
Muddy water down by the Mississippi, Biloxi got gator eyes too
On me and everyone else near the Lousiana swamps, gator grub
In the bog, ancient bones disappeared, couldn't say, not a blurb.

Barometric pressure to obfuscate the muddy ground, I'm stuck
Every day from now on out, I'll remember my final gasp of air
Pure liquid swamp water and I couldn't let it out of me, aw, flux
It doesn't end when it's infinite, smoke in darkness dies, Heaven's Sucks.
F. I. N. I. S.
W.W.A.R.D. ?

by
r j j  stephan, i
c.  Vendredi, July XXXIst, MMXXVI Anno Domini @ 111 PMPST
{ Drafted while crankin' @LynyrdSkynyrd #Gold&Platinum in an infinite loop, on the jukebox in #TheGalacticPizzeria! }

Wednesday, June 17, 2026

DAMN BABE, THAT WAS A COLD ONE! @EricChurch #EnterTheDragon @BruceLee #Sensai #ChilledFathers'DAZE'

BLOODY DNA RECONNOITERED,
FOR THE PLETHORA
Freedom appears to be liberty hidden from tyranny, a woman’s right to execute an abortion
Last gasp of hot wind that gets past our lips is all we can hope for, man, life lives to shorten
I’m drooling at the plethora beginning on a trip to drink @Hamms & @Schlitz brew smells
Boys will be boys, and it gives you guts to do chit you’d never do runnin’ & ringin’ bells.

Your people on the block knew who you were, idiot, but you didn’t read Dostoevsky yet
Much later in life than 15 years old, but at least by the time you turned 75, all above It all
Singing about lost love because you had to move away from obedience to another Will
Power the species which directs another’s will by hook or crook; it’s a blessing roadkill,

Put some change into the juke box and play some Brooks & Dunn to set souls free
Out of the blue and into the black, above the skies of grey, there’s nothing at all to see
Yet you think that there’s an afterlife somewhere outside of your body & mind in error
No fault meant by the reality of the way things are and the First Cause of Being failure.

Hard foul on the court, penalty and fines become the one and only thing that’s solid chit
There are some young and some old people alive on the planet who have no idea what’s up
I got lucky a few nights in my teenage years, and I had five or six kids in Chicago, all far away
I was no bright, young, Catholic boy, a C-minus student at best, before I joined the VN War.

Why couldn’t we have been friends like every other stranger we ran into? All meant to be
Whether this is the life of each one of us & then it’s all over for everyone, no Valhalla above
Or that this Life is a testing place for the angel wings we’ve never used, didn’t need to fly
We had planes and jets with fossil fuel to move around in Time & Space, until y’all just die.

Buried bones and ashes cast asunder for the love of might and the minions who follow a fight
No need to call out the sound of the Word, it is what it’s always been & what it’ll always be
Just a step in the sequence of origin to destination, as an X rocket ship mirrors our solo flight
Friends or not, we’re the same mud, blood, sweat and tears from the motherlode, queen bee.

With due diligence and the care you’d give to your own true self, if you only knew who “It Is”
Dance quick or slow with or without the sound of the Word, it’s a Way of being out of the jizz
Again, my parents paid for a solid twelve years of parochial assimilation to the liturgical creep
Comin’ before you were at the age of reason to object to the misanthropic cornucopian deep.

Bring a knife to a gunfight if you don’t mind not surviving past the holy bullet hole or cut/slice
From the enemy of the heroes we call brothers-in-arms, they’re comin’ for the children of ICE
Beer brewed for our inebriation, not to mention the spirits of the fruit of the loom, slo gin fizz
In a dream, within a dream, ad infinitum, so empty as a zero, that you believe in Zeus & Osiris.

Bright light, kill the lights, smooth road, broken asphalt & bones, it’s night and day you hotrod
Believe what you know is true, if you don’t know it, then don’t believe it, a sceptic, oh my God
Nobody teaches the things they don’t know about, knowledge sought after, nobody teaches it
Heart & soul, inside, nay outside, as you were, so above, as below, God blocking our starlight.

Meaning nothing by the tone of voice I allow to escape my throat, it’s loud yet clear as a bell
Subjects and objects predicated just to watch the miracle unfold, saying what you mean, Hell
And meaning what you say when you say it, sing it or shout it out, as long as it’s the WORD
Tone and length of the note stretched into the mating ritual with the notation of the absurd.

Inside the cold turkey, there’s some hot giblet gravy, but nobody knows until the bird’s cut up
It all comes down to the brass tacks used at the very beginning of the coup d’ete in the big top
You know the Truth, you will die, but you can’t guess when, which day or night of the futures
We all knew it was denied, occult knowledge, a wise move to remain insanity’s membrane.

Olden or good ol’ days become the memory of the dead & gone, living survivors deaf & dumb
It’s not their fault, they wouldn’t be capable of accepting any responsibility for the obligation
To the humanity or the inhumanity, the spirits in the sky salute you, those about to rock some
From reflective sunlight, a shining black sea, coast to coast with fire engine blare, a mortal sin.

To bet your life on your uncertainty that you’ll be a spirit alive after your corpse is burnt up
Or even if it’s infused with formaldehyde or wet chicken feathers, like a philosopher in a cage
Smaller than what you & I are able to see with the eyesight 20/20 more or less, turn the page
It’s all over except you don’t know it yet, Future’s a sax blowin’, you’re in a deep fake outrage.

In the middle of the raging river current, you tried to backstroke upstream, all high on hopes
All's above and below the phony show under the covers of reality, accept or be the prison dopes
Bloody 7Up water drained into a sewer hole, blew my mind, God’s too, a defecation of the dead
That’s all cosmic slop of legend, WORD can’t describe the actual, thing itself, God’s in duh bed.

by
r j j stephan, i
  ( sorry, daddio )
c. Mercredi, June XVIIth, MCMLXXII Anno Domini @ 00:01 AMPST
F I N I S
W.W.A.R.D.?

GOD in HEAVEN