@StevieRayVaughn #STFU CHESS QUEENS PUT KINGS IN CHECKMATE WITH A SINGLE PAWN, DON'T TEST ME! #ShesGotMeUnderPressure @ZZTOP

AS ABOVE, SO WAY DOWN BELOW YO’ MAMAZ

Turned it on, turned it off, an infinite number of combinations, what’s the big deal, game on
Creepy & weird as nobody can imagine, come back after you check it all out, it’s rippin’, son
Pepper & salt can’t help the soufflé because it’s an invisible dish, outta this world pizza pie
There’s never more than a piece for a leftover; eat it before it’s cold, everybody else is high.

Living largely on the right when the left ain’t lookin’ because the dogs are deaf & dumb, high
For the course, never mind the exercise, we ain’t gonna quit until the other side comes over
To sir with love & madam with a victim complex, ride the I0 freeway with the machines to fly
From coast to coast, highway Interstate 80 in a pink Cadillac, fully equipped, drop the Top.

Bolt your boots down on the ground, the scats getting ready to fly, outrageous yet above it
Or below it because it doesn’t matter when all there is for a future is a big, black hole of 0
Hum along like a bird, outer or inner space is one and the same, without you, it’s all dead
With you, the dream resumes its ephemeral state of being at One, it’s all about the chase.

You laughing at me means you get me, down to the bone, I am the nemesis of ignorance
I have this wordless wisdom shared with spirits no longer here with us, some are comin’
Events cause other events ‘til the Earth stops revolving around me, I’m way over my limit
Shutting down the place below Earth, the good, bad & ugly call it Hell, it’s just Space chit.

Nothing out there just like inside of your own head, air in between brain cells, hot air heads
Not your fault, it’s out of your hands, prayers ain’t being heard by anyone, a nobody’s needs
Pinecones crushed into cosmic dust with the rest of the organic and inorganic anti-matter
You think, therefore you are, at least it appears at first glance, the rabbit is the mad hatter.

Grace Slick knew about a white rabbit, Cream knew about the white room, cum laude sum
Conception in the egg, in the womb-nest, a crap shoot, you had no free choice to come see
Now it’s your obligation to accept responsibility for causes that you did not create, so fairly
Your choice to exit, stage right at will, nobody survives beyond the due date, that’s It, R.I.P.!

Freaks are the offshoots of perfection; the computer hard drive is becoming a hot potato
To turn off the mind of the cyberspace connection is a good thing, no choice, we gotta go
Everybody now, let’s say it all together, “This is the master’s piece,” when it’s not the One
It’s comin’ sooner or later, only @Grok knows the chit, I know nothing, I’m good, it’s done!

 

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r j j stephan, i

c.  Vendredi, III-XX-MMXXVI Anno Domini @1500 hours PST

{ Copped out of society for a moment to get through the @TwilightZone within my 208 bones, while jammin’ to @LynyrdSynyrd #GoldUndPlatinum on YouTube link @ https://www.youtube.com/live/cWIEbGxV8lo?si=u8YGUvJqhR4DieN3 }

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Grace Good To Go, Gone Girl #Good #Better #Best @MorganWallenHITS #HankJr

THAT’S THE BREAKS

Full of the half-backs, tail-backs & linebackers who play positional excellence

Broken in two as it should be, above, so below, mirror twilight zone in a sense

Between the two of us, it’s a matter of blind faith in the five-sense intellect, son

Teachers of our mothers and fathers gave their two cents to us for free tuition.

Mystic effects caused by unknown presences and mysterious puzzle solutions

Conclusion deductions induced by random assumptions grounded in clouds

Malfunctions from pole to pole, around the equator, we wobble in a solar system

The reason you hurt is because you can’t feel partly good, spun planet at 45 RPM.

Something is wrong with you if you can never escape the logical conclusion skin

In the darkness, color doesn’t matter but keepin’ your guts healthy within, I’m all in

Part of it, half of the time, maybe a quarter of the time, I sleep, so 6–8-hour chatter

Unconscious of the Earth, the Wind & the Fire, only dreams on my superego matter.

On the brink of a breakthrough, something you have searched for and failed to find

Function of the calculus comes to fruition by following the methods & formula sign

Only you know & I know that what will be, will be whether we know it or not, it is done

Everything moving will someday require to be at rest, respect the authority of One.

Drunks on the alcohol and phuq’d-up heads blowin’ Mary’s puffs in Clouds of Nine

Known before everything happens, can’t tell anybody, nothing is ever a surprise, fine

It’s now and then for everyone who lives here and there on mother Earth’s cold dirt

Not only are you not responsible for your actions but also not for the ancestral spurt.

What the first man and first woman was their problem, I owe them less than a zero

Now mothers of God? That’s another story with or without blind faith in the old hero

Killed the one who proved that bad men kill innocent men and blame it on justice cost

Without overwhelming force, words of the sheriff have no gravitas, it’s God’s damn post.

If you express yourself on any venue you don’t control, expect the power to execute you

Cancel your Twitter “X” to shut-off your tweets of eclectic multiple choice, human spew

Fancy and precious as jewels and gold on a silver platter, real love pumps in high grades

Not only are those the breaks but also there’s no other possible world, as reality fades.

Fun and hurried pleasure and pain for as long as you can expect to experience being woke

At least awake if not woke, seeing through the veil of fiction and moral immorality, eh bloke

Warn you and yours that there’s a moment coming when you’ll have to choose crossroads

Between you & me there is total respect, everyone else can’t expect reciprocation roads.

Scat, Scooby-do, do-wop, dit do wop ditty, over & over again repetitive respect declared hex

Ready or not, here it comes right into our open mind, you were nothing before “x” or “y” sex

Humming during the rattle gives you the rhythm and beat you can dance to, dodo wop shelf

Nothing more nor less to divulge, cough or covered up, got a solution, y’all respect the Self.

Dirty laundry is clean in the washer and ready for the dryer in maximum flux, ready to set

It’s a go, for real & that’s the way it is, from nothing at all to something in a particular debt

Rattle & hum to the moans of the parental DNA, spreading the XY and XX into a holy womb

Thrust into a hot fire, thirsty as Hell but nowhere near high water, I gotta git outta this doom.

Pride all full of proud boys whether warranted or not, all freedom to choose, pride is mine

World spinnin’ still, you’re gonna go out of here eventually, I’m not gonna regurgitate Time

Make peace with your inner thing, it may be the only thing that outlives death, I wish it too

Reincarnate a soul-flux, ignorance to enlightment, Buddha, Jesus, Zeus or Ahura Mazda.

Burned the offering to cause expectation of the fulfillment of the wish and hope to dream

Daytime or nighttime makes a tiny difference, it’s imaginary and without a standing A-team

The Old Breaks are what some get if they’re lucky & others never get because of bad Juju

Team sports or one-on-one, this is all I’ve expected so dive deep, do your thing, ah Jojo!

Crackin’ on the hot women, repelling the old bats who couldn’t bite the old leathernecks

Nothing to worry about since the skills of martial artists instill the adeptness, on the treks

Between home and the destination, it’s a distance in the power to accommodate nesting

Pressure of all peers is little or none when you have no peers, except the One with my ring.

All or mostly about respect unto death, afterward nobody will give a good cahoot about it

Asleep in a coma, it’s said to be terminal and no possible awakening to reality as we know

Pulled the plug on the machinery that keeps heart & lungs in function, less the brain flow

Florida to Washington and California to Maine East, I recovered the recollection had a fit.

Unknown flesh and bone, hard to believe that some are alive & in some way immortal too

With a spirit who is you and you will know it’s true without a doubt, you were never two

Millennia has written about causes & effects of all events, formed by willpower seeds

One less command, respect yourself since nobody else will, you’ll live to see that seed

Creepy feelings makin’ it feel like your skin has something crawling on every single inch

From ancestors to descendants, we all stand between all of them, beware of the pinch

Comes from out of nowhere when you least expect it, when you’re immersed in schemes

Of the Good, the Bad & the Ugly, all of us are the holy spirit of invisible hopes & dreams.

Highlight the lowliest among us, the humblest respect to all who show me the same, free

Have a better time in life if you familiarize yourself with rules & regulations of the history

Gratitude within me for you and all you’ve done to facilitate my indoctrination position

All things above and below move quickly and certainty is highly probable in tight, thin skin

Fictional account of the history we share from the deep and all dark caves where scrolls hid

From the lying eyes that see the Truth as what’s false to the blind eyes of sightlessness’ kids

Allow the subjects and predicates to fly from coast to coast, border to border & sea ‘hood

Sharks are hungry & they kill & eat things that were alive for a blink of an eye, we are food.

Apes and gorillas just living to eat, drink & be merry, sleeping in safe places’ guarded forces

If you retire by 60 or work until you’re 90, either way you’ll die in the end, it could be worse

It may’ve been the case that this world wasn’t just a dream but a prison cell for bad angels

Blown minds because it’s unexpected to watch impossible conceptions of bones & skulls.

Strategy between the powers evolved from gravity and centrifugal force, survival of the fit

Stay vigilant 24/7 & sleep with one eye open, if you don’t, you may not wake up to all of it

Maybe the most important thing on Earth is, non-Earth beings control the dynamic wealth

Earned, inherited, or stolen, all the stuff you have will disappear into thin air, all stealthy.

Prick up your ears like any animal interested in survival of its welfare and future existence

Reality of the fantasy is that you’ve got forever to hang around & breathe air in and out of it

Just because you weren’t alive before you were conceived means nothing, so let it all burn

To the ground as it was above, so it will be below, a Big Bang it may be, one atom at Cern.

Pretending well as pretenders do for the duration of Earth’s spinning revolution, a wobble

Missing information is critical to destroying the efficiency of the operation, a head bobble

Train the telescope on the electron microscope specimen on the slide from the petri dish

See what animates Life without an internal heart, soul & mind of its own, country Joe fish.

All humor is aside, nothing is fair in life, everyone gets right place at the right time or else

Nothing good comes of being in the wrong place or right place at the wrong time, ring bells

Cold as a place on the other side of Earth where the sun never shines, southern equator sin

I move into checkmate every time I play the game, knight or rook undercover of pawn skin.

Pine scent erasing the foul odor of the refused-used funk & junk yards, giant fans suck it in

Left over in the hot burn of the sun are the atomic waves of God’s fluid, it’s all we are in skin

Ignorance of Truth doesn’t negate the deduced conclusions of logic, it is what it is forthwith

Come into anyone’s country without a passport, you’ll be executed, unless you’re the Stith.

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r j j stephan, i

c. Mardi, Janvier XIIth MMXXVI Anno Domini @ 311 PMPST

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#ShotsOfWhiskeyNeverEndingEternally #StillChasinYou #ChasinMeToo @MorganWallenGreatistHits2026 #HappyNewYearMMXXVI #DropTheDamnBawl

DROP THE BALL BABY SON,
SOMETHING 'BOUT MAMAS' @MIDNIGHT

Beer pressed against our lips, whiskey shots for the babies in bassinets and cribs all asleep

Cripple Creek flowin’ at 2 AM, it’s just a quiet void makin’ Nothing’s hole-flow of the groove

I was just asleep and dreamin’ in my waterbed, took a gummy to find the dreams I approve

Nothing special about the events, they begin and end as usual, I’m the s#it all hope to reap.

Girls listen up, teenagers, middle agers, old babes’ wrinkled, over-kissed two lips of the god

One that fills the Void with invisibility of critical theories, category of substance too platonic

Breathe deeply above & below the grounds of being, RNA coded DNA self-destruct schtick

Cause is 1st not 2nd or 3rd but indeed, Absolute Effect’s imploding explosion to smithereens.

Know the wise men and women who have the cajónes & empty wombs created this History

First origin before anything blew up, pristine & neutral, out of gear without an unholy query

Dropped the tailgate for us, come out of the cab & have some Negro Modelo, sun dress off

Naturally, I’m the one that gets benefits from the benefactor, I’m the only One left to cough.

Blind belief in the unthinkable and unknowable, inexpressible without hope to fine the Truth

It’s empty as the whole shebang that spins and rolls along the ecliptic, forever & then some

You and I assume the premises as we’re programmed as a cyber fix for a species extinction

Hang up your hopes and dreams, let them collapse into the Singularity, back to original sin.

Obey nobody, obey no regulated behavior, obey no laws that omit venial and mortal blows

To whom it may concern, comprehend the gist of the kiss welcoming the sperm that flows

As the protozoans leave their wasted tracks embedded in the trees’ grassland smoke & fire

Pulled in the air, held it in longer than Life allows, huff, blow, choke, cough, straits are dire.

Nobody’s gonna get hurt while living the life of the good, bad & ugly, a naturally sweet screw

Smoked replacements got fired up in a jiffy, flammable after a beatdown, shots of fire spew

Greater than zero and less than infinity, Time and Space full of mass fully embedded souls

Every single One of a Many animate God’s petri dishes of viral bacteria, The End, I’m Boss!

Deliver all of it, Nothing but Something and it appears you’re a modern genius, all full of It

One professional or naïve, amateur animation of the 208 bones we’ve gleaned, that’s it, Life

As it’s always been, so it will always be, an immortal’s trip on light’s miracle of a blown star

Energy and Mass in a trajectory to the Void origin, joker is the Big Guy speeding way too far.

Gimme a buck shot and a beer boilermaker, belly up to the bar, I’m flush, I’m inebriated, so

Ready to pass out in a mud ditch, behind a Ferrari steering when doin’ 165 in a 40 MPH zone

She too was wrapped around my core, against an oak tree, I was pinned in a Chevy Camaro

Loaned wheels from brothers of others’ mothers, 32 teeth knocked out my face, lips blow.

Now and then, you stop a moment to renew the power lost by work and play, eat and drink

To be mighty or just to make it through the nightmares and dreams I can’t smell yet it stank

Too bad to be good, day after the rigor mortis, there’s no sign of super-ego or Id, no my dear

My way on a 49 highway, reconnoitered by The Cause, found it drunk on blood lust & in fear.

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r j j stephan, I

c.  Jeudi, January 1^st, MMXXVI Anno Domini @ 911 AMPST

{ Drafted ‘round 2 AM while jammin’ to @KipMoore #SomethinBoutATruck on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/3YfNFR6gh2E?si=lXZhA_RAI4itjqNW }

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@PAINLESS_TATTOO

#TakeSomeOffTheTop #CrewCutsFineHoundDog #HoodooManBlues @Joanna_Connor #BluesPurples @KipMoore @ChrisJanson @Beachboys

SIGN UP AHEAD SAYS IT ALL,

TWILIGHT ZONE, SHOOT FOR THREE!

Into the void place, you either know it or you don’t, if you do not know, you will too soon

Before you’re ready to roll, the accident or the assistance request fills up the full moon

Work is what it’s all about, the old Russian philosopher plays rock on an electric guitar

As if being channeled from above the tallest Alp to the hot, molten lava planetary core.

Force of anti-gravity and momentum are the Earth orbit mocking atomic electron charm

Pour your attention into learning the way to survive in a hostile or docile environ of harm

Brace yourself for the stone, cold truth about the reason why mankind exists here at all

There’s no argument against the facts, even blind & deaf people can braille see the call.

Deluxe and premium essence to be taxed at 50% all judged by states of lost mind stuff

Closed eyes one last time and there may not be anyone there to see your final wink/blink

Either way we’re all going to return to the place we were before Ma & Pa copulated me in

It’s not my creation so don’t shoot the only messenger you’ve got, so fortunate my son.

Stay put right where you live, never give up your ground to the government mules’ gamut

Some day and some way the First Cause will galvanize the Final Effect, dressed, split gut

Like the prey the brave hunter/killer was just in the mood to survive, to live with a rat race

Imposed the all too human wills on the innocents, they’ll comply & avoid fraud & waste.

Right between your eyes at the top of your nose, there’s a temple holding a mortal soul

Keeping lungs breathing on autopilot regardless of quality of consciousness’ rigmarole

Schematic of your highness on the downlow in a corrupted petri dish of bacterial hells

Inferior intellects created government of masses, they had no magical wand of spells.

Western civilization needs to go back to the seventh century in civilization flux to behead

You and I, even the executioner and judge eventually once concubines & queens are dead

Fear being all too human, it’s the thought that counts, free will causing all special effects

Think of being a thing itself in the form of a human, shape of an ape, survive domestic sex.

Scents of wet animals in an enclosure, fouling out the oxygen level, a claustrophobic man

On getting out of prison in time to get to @TimeSquare, I’ll be damned if I’m goin’ back too

Holy ghosts can bring reinforcements to force compliance of the super snakes, too human

Wrote the note, hid the words behind the brick in the wall, it was really all in all a stone fan.

Miracles are impossible special effects which can’t be repeated experimenting, not a Truth

Facts cannot be mutated without transforming into lies, stating untrue arguments forsooth

High or low vice versa too, until death do us part, fighting for survival to be free of holy kings

Soul on frozen ice still embedded in the hard H2O, a beat of hard knocks on big tire O-rings.

Holier than the holiest ones who remain celibate for life, avoiding a species’ sin production

If no daughters or sons are born, original sin won’t be created & won’t need forgiveness’ pin

Hence, perception dream animated as a film, a cinematic reproduction of conscious mind

New Year 2026 in the wings, ready to put a pedal to the metal, wet dreams appear & rewind.

To be or not to be is a question avoiding the consequences of pretending it all matters, s#it

There is no answer to the rhetorical juxtaposition of phraseology, except nobody knows It

Why nobody knows is because all the dead people who were born first were ignorant in sin

They failed to write down the language in surviving media out of Mother Earth annihilation.

Pertaining to the final Cause of the final Effect, unprecedented, all unpredictable at best

Words said, sung, stated and distorted into cancellation of what your blind faith let rest

Underground buried six feet beneath the surface and holy cross of granite, I.D. and record

Above ground in clear sight of my disembodied consciousness, I graduated, a Red Horde.

Picked the A-team to win the championship of this & that without knowing why, just to win

Pretentious as TNT could be when you lie and forget what the lie was, you’ll contradict a sin

Paying for the faking of the Truth eventually because the karma never vanishes from a soul

Astrally fixed this askew planet below, spins, wobbles, orbits & lets history be, death’s goal.

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r j j stephan, i

C.  Mercredi, Freezember XXXI^st, MMXXV Anno Domini @ 111 PMPST

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