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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! }

Friday, May 22, 2026

#WhiskeyForMyMen & #BeerForMyHorses @SucksToBeNobody #CatchMeInMadagascar #DownSouthJukin' @Skynyrd @Madonna

FIREMEN, Y’all

FIRED up For mystic pizzapie

Pizza pie, no killing anything on Earth to eat & defecate anymore, eaters extinct
Investments in futures have become the disastrous facts of life’s putrid instinct
To live forever isn’t a possible state of being; everything & everyone is temporal
Like the employees who work for wages without benefits, we’re here for the ball.

Breaking bread with the ones who got you to the brink of extinction, that’s amore
To the ends of life, original sins were just a sperm & egg merger, a holy game door
Now, for Buddha, Krishna & Jesus’ job to forsake, Ends justify Means, a supernova
You won’t see it, but you’ll believe it when you’ve got no more IQ mind, Casanova.

Beer and whiskey for the horses we rode from Kansas City to Sacramento, it’s time
To settle down by the river near the gold mines in Coloma, we can moonshine fine
Pizza to die for, music to move the 208 bones in a frenzy, lookin’ for all three steps
Toward the door when you’re unable to see beyond the fist comin’ up on me lips.

Alternatively, there’s no sense in living without a purpose, suckin’ air for nothing
Keeping the eyes on the prize, even if you’re blind as a bat without spectacles on
Being at one with the facts of life & your own history, that’s tantamount to a ring
Remind us all, whichever finger gets surrounded by heavy metal, I’m already gone.

Coming home in a hand basket or ‘nam body bag, either way, I’ll return to the RNA
Morphing 208 bones into cosmic dust, Pete, Paulo & Marie, who had a little lamb
Black fleece as black as stardust mud hiding the diamond in the rough of pizza-pie
Cards and your shoes shuffle in disorder & off-beat, you win some on a white lie.

Dorks and dingbats manufactured for the blame, all idiots aren’t responsible, et al
When you are at One, you’ll know it, multiplicity is The Big Bang’s legacy, we bawl
Then we must help the innocent & wild as they shuffle off to Augusta Blvd beast
From downtown to a boardwalk uptown in the suburbs, anyway, but the far East.

Monkeys trip to pay music, they like to bang & keep beats, player of chrome dome
Wood or metal, stretched skins, beating and swishing for the cows to come home
Bumping around the perimeter, nobody can see with a human perception, an end
Metabolize black-light blinds, blacklisted, nobody enters the same river twice, send.
 
by
r j j stephan, i
c. Vendredi, May 22nd MMXXVI Anno Domini @ 444 PMPST
{ Requiem For a Lightweight Poet, drafted this while jammin’ to @MichaelJackson HITS link on youTube @ https://youtu.be/XhV3iyLPBr8?si=bF4F41AvMoVDbn4l } 

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?

PABLO PICASSO's "the girl"

Thursday, May 07, 2026

#FermiParadox #TimingIsEverything You're Welcome @UncleRomeoVentura #ItCouldBeWorse #GodsGnosis #CouldBeMythological @GROK @Ai #NewOldEagles

SERIES OF THE FRITZ’ BONES

 ON A GRIDIRON

Being a being is a serious business; ain't easy on Earth’s survival plane of ego; the world turns
Revolving in perpetuity, orbiting at the mercy of uncontained, burning hydrogen, one-God of us
Radicals & conservatives agree on one thing only: everyone WILL die sooner or later, spurned
From nothing out of nowhere, here y’all are with a blinded faith in the invisible e-blog of excess.

Your mind's body is separate in name only; it’s all one & the same thing, thing itself self-respect
Crows in a murder cling to their wings & ability to flock to & fro, mating for a motherlode sect
Word of dog’s god spelled in reverse, important or not, coincidence that’s your new best friend
Chip off, slice up, cut around every little thing y’all can do to prove Life's worth it in the end.

Trying too hard, pushing & pulling things closer or further than a natural state of rest, decay
Lackluster this & that, just because you can do it, a transformation from innocence into a way
To get to the end of the dream without waking up and ruining the whole exercise in wasted time
Songs written, sung & metabolized, eagle flew high in outer space to our Earth, sin on a dime.

Doubt the Truth, and you can check your six regardless, Life expressed a death to turn around
Imagination of thoughts in living color form, picturing in the inner mind of the pitcher’s mound
Front and center, I get good wood on every swing of the wood or aluminum, a crack or a ping
Mound above, pitcher’s screwball unpredictable, close your eyes, pretend you’re close to ding.

Mothers let you out of the cabin; you’re in freestyle mode for the duration of the creation song
It may be over in a NY City minute or last a century, more or less, it’s certain, it may be wrong
See ahead of the horizon, don’t look back at the disappearance of a whole shebang’s monopoly
All at once, singular point reduction before annihilation is for certain; a God to be or not to be.

Racing around tracks counter-clockwise may make sense to some, I can’t decide, I like rights
The lefts aren’t all they’re cracked up to be, hangin’ on the inside fence or curb to trip the lights
Fantastic as some are, others are just the red and blue lights, some green, some amber, to signal
Above or below this dirty Earth, there’s no peace or surrender, fit for a fight down below Hell.

Bombardment with ordinance of minimal destruction, running out of the woods with weapons
Young or old, the saga’s always the same, you have it, they want it, it’s all about a queen’s sons
Deliberately jump off of a cliff even if you know you can’t fly & land on your feet, just to die
At One again with what your mother forced out your father, a climax spent, Rum, Coke & Rye.

Knowing ol’ Felix the Cat had a bag of tricks to pull on the minions before it got hip, it’s moot
Cat had nine lives, squandered on the good life in the alleys and down the brick pathways’ afoot
Let you in on a little secret that used to be a big deal, when you die, you’ll die & that’s it, caput
Fear and loathing, mothers & sisters taught the ways & means that justified the Ends, big boot.

Mothers dreamed I’d say this, but they had no idea their dreams would ever come true, no kids
Nevermore the small ones attached to the good, bad & ugly mothers & fathers trippin’ on skids
Supermen, Batmen, all too human men, come & go in a frenzy or just in a whimper of hot airs
Forever holding Peace in the Void, know what you think is “so what’ you are, fool, double dares.

Let the idiots & morons out of the wombs, to force havoc to appear as a nativity peace on Earth
No desire/need to bleed, you’ve only got 5 pints, more or less, & that’s it for you, don’t be hurt
Hence, furthermore, without wisdom, knowledge, or pure luck of the draw, life will be too short
Life’s length is for the repayment of karma owed to the powers-that-be, Nothing fog; new birth.

Peace bestowed on your conscious attention, you know what it feels like, out of the battle’s war
Grim reaper stands by, no need to wonder if you’ve been forgotten by the sort of the Last One
Grime and pristine mix in the menudo of conundrums, which fill Space with subatomic charm
So, therefore, hence, what I meant to say is moot, here & I know, extinction’s high pot farm.

by
r j j stephan, i
c. Mercredi, 5-6-2026 Anno Domini @ 1159 PMPST
{ Drafted while jammin’ to #IfIHadAMillionDollars by @BareNakedLadies in a loop on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/V8zdNe_l3M8?si=nzSV7o9pfa-MgBC4 & #WadeInTheWater by @TheStaplesSingers link @ https://youtu.be/qeosL7Vpn9g?si=wKjBz1-OpX1O2IuW }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?

Saturday, May 02, 2026

#ICantGoForThatEither #JustSayItIsntSO #DownSouthJukin #TimeOut #ONEonONE #IWouldntIfIWereYouAll

KNOW IT ALL NOW, WISDOM BYTES OF LIES MEMORIZED 

Skippin’ rope to keep the brain’s mind & body in synchronicity’s grasp, nevermore to let it all go 
Out of the world we know as Mother Earth & reality of living in the present of History’s progress 
From Past to fleeting Present and onto the nonsense of the Future, in the end, absolute void of It 
What it is, wavelength-to-frequency, high-low, all invisible, & y’all adapted to the malfunction skit.

Destiny in the comeback of the supernova and collapse into oblivion’s Singularity, the apex of finality 
Not God left over to be the almighty power over cause and effect, gas, chemical or dense cadaver 
Ask your mama for advice if you can’t handle the Truth, you mama has a bead on the target, I see 
No games played anymore since the last time I lost, I hate losing, I won’t lose ever again, I am free.

Pins & needles stickin’ into a cupie doll with no wavelength except in a wild imagination of dead cross’ 
Thoughts you can’t see, so you say them out loud or write them on the wall, nothing can save me now 
Nobody I ever knew and nobody I’ve ever read philosophies of in the new age’s ancient day, cold snow 
Music to my ears, noise to classical, obedient children of ignorant immigrants thrust into uber-chaos.

Hard time, Mississippi, or old school immigrants from 7 continents settling on a muddy river’s force 
No pity from the city ever leaks into the empty, holy pockets near the preacher’s sons & daughters 
Prey in the church, praying to avoid becoming prey of the evil backward live or other unholy demon 
Punks, some stupid, some smart, all mere pricks in the pin-cushion of the dream-weaver, it’s you, son!

You ain’t too hip now, you don’t listen & understand the gist of the meaning, hence you all get off it 
The subject gets polluted by misinterpretations, and you, my friend, you’ll die in ignorance’s hell bliss 
If and only if you take no classes in logic and reason during K-12 and university infusion, playin’ s#it 
Getting down in the gangways and backwoods where y’all grow the him grown hip-hop, don’t miss.

Listen carefully to the drips and drabs from the misbehavin’ fools who know better, they’re all free 
Poor innocent and naïve child goes to K-12 & degrees PhD in Physics, no Einstein, just a regular guy 
Think your mama called you “cowboy” for nothin’ and you forget about Roy Rogers & ol’ Gene Autrey 
It ain’t my fault that was all that was on the black & white until pops hit the fam with full color NBC.

Stay with me until the end, even if it hurts doin’ shotgun on the flashback acid trip out the core 
Where all the intent moves inside your own mind, the will to power steps up to settle the score 
It’s always zero to zero in the end, it’s all evened up; we’d even out where the one turns to zero 
No joke in the filament and it’s a crack up from center to perimeter, parallel lines of scat blow. 

I know I know nothing about anything for certain, Truth is relative & always a product of abs 
I’m referring to Time itself before you read these words, before birth, before all mankind’s brutes 
My dad used to tell me that I was a wisecracking wiseass punk; he was different from his #1 son 
A creature of the K-12 1950-1969, I had to escape by joinin’ the War in VN, no glory, no bloody fun. 

All I know now is all I’ve known since the day I was conceived in my mother’s womb, Nothing, Kid 
In and out of the things themselves and the forms they’ve shaped from the clay and living RNA acid 
Hot and cold, we all wind up hired hands to let the days go by, stars-ways in the same place, we move 
Stare not into the shots of the Sun comin’ to numb out your retina, change the world’s inner groove.

Desperado came to his senses after the fences all got ridden to a corral’s cottage house & dismounted 
Feed, water the a steed, queens of diamonds and hearts made the harsh so fine, it’s all on Grok & Ted 
Now, until the gaping mouth’s final shock and the kick in the head as consciousness flips a switch off 
Floating lost in Space, the feeling goes away, a phantom, a ghostly chimera in full regale, a shill jerkoff.

My friends, brothers, sisters, parents & children of us all who work to live & die in the land of the Free 
In a manner of speaking, we are born to run as a boss suggests, yet we’re stuck in the vacant solipsism 
On the highways and byways, freeways, turnpikes, interstate routes and all dream states of humanity 
Wanted blood, sweat & tears, it’s all we have, all that I am, my birthright above and below, lost gism.

At the top or the bottom, if and only if you’re fortunate enough to incarnate into an invisible ovum 
This is due to Love or Species’ survival of the fit display on the genome, no reason to rhyme the scum 
Yet here we go again, because there you go again, it’s all about the deja-vous & lost memory syndrome 
We’re never at fault from the Ego get-go; nobody requests an appearance on Earth, just karma’s dump.

Last bite like the first bite tastes exactly the same except one bite has Nothing to look forward to, God 
All other features of the creatures just muck up the works & fill the ether with misdirection A1 hotrods 
Known & unknown causes have direct effects, it’s a universal Law, as what goes up must come down 
Fine-tune your attention, arrest attention on Oneness, it’s transforming out of the multiplicity’s town. 

Gods damned up the fjords, and the land is flooding, rivers turning into ponds and lakes of darkness 
Somebody was upset with the nature of things & bumped into the Earth’s wobbling revolution fiasco 
Everybody and everything that eats, drinks, defecates & dissolves into an invisible Oneness 
Essence of it all the time is everybody is alive for a minute of Time, after birth, we’re dead ol’ bones.

Desires and needs are sorted out into the categorical imperative that only the lonely know so well 
Either me or the highway, your only alternatives, which means it’s either Life or pending doom hell 
Count backward or forward, either way it ends at zero, the nil, the zip, gigots, I can’t hold it all back 
Laughing like there’s no tomorrow, which is the grace of random chance, like a perfect girl, no smack.

From the unknown, imagine a declaration that anyone lasting until their 100th birthdate will dissolve 
Into the cosmic dust that the Grateful Dead explained ad infinitum, ad absurdum for the minion salve 
They need it, they want it, they get contentious when they don’t receive the handout of an egg yolk 
Managed by jails, prisons & penitentiaries that lock the miscreants away from the Christ’s blinded folk.

Features of cuneiforms long gone have taken on the dimensions of a chimera that comes in & out of It 
It is for the good, the bad & ugly that the thing itself exists in It at all, Time & Space for all lickity split 
Fortune and destiny clash in an extrasensory expression of sunlight, RNA photosynthetic uber-strength 
Loathe the fear of being scared of the dark just because you are the essence of sunlight’s wavelength.

Existentially threatening us by claiming Death is out of our control, well, MF, we already know it all 
I can’t go for the bull’s excrement as displayed in the bull ring, I say Ole to all of that, it’s my final word 
Applied to Trigonometry & Physics, Astronomy is a show & tell that there’s one big daddy somewhere 
Ripped hearts apart as if it means more than trying to assess a maneater syndrome, a don’t GAF care.

Rich girls know it’s a bitch to depend on the others who supply the needs & wants, you gotta go Solo 
Dads ought to let their baby girls know, you won’t get ahead depending on an all too human Man, bro 
Take my word for it, it’s free or pay someone for the gist of the whole shebang, we know we’re asleep 
In bed, inner or outer space, brain shut-off, electronic comm dark, all you can do is hook ‘em up, peep.

Peepin’ a dream within a dream as the Poe-tics allow, in the light of the darkness, no trouble in there 
Entrapment is all you can hope for; they use us all for Patsies & Fools in paradise, oblivious, yet I care 
I’m a family man but I used to not be, alone and single in a Singularity, collapsed into the form’s matter 
A movement of sound and sight to the smells, touches and tastes of the flower, the weed THC scatter.

I have to go, you have to come, it’s a never-ending story, that’s why you’ve got to carry a thorough list 
Things that need to become something from nothing, I can’t make this scat up, there’s a reason for 
Not much longer, the Future has already come & gone, still waiting for the Will to intend what ain’t so 
Of all men & women biting the golden apple, my man hit a grand slam, winning Earth’s divine wisdom.

Free to you and me, only the Stalins & Marxes fool around with the Aliens’ experiment in RNA/DNA 
Survival of the fittest amongst the gene pool’s random, recombinant functioning, all germs gotta play 
Saving no soul since the soul is the thing itself that begins here & now & perishes here & now, O.K.? 
Now you know all you’ll ever know, your free choice, know the Truth or pretend you don’t, TODAY.
 
by 
r j j stephan, i 

c. Samedhi, February 2nd MMXXVI Anno Domini @ 111 PMPST

{ Captured these words over 5 days of analyzing the #Maneaters alive on Earth to discover that Mind over Matter is all that matters.  Avoid being food, avoid being sickened unto death, all Man-signed! }