Deduce The Conclusion, I Dare Y'all . . . #ConcertTime AC/DC KidRock CurtisMayfield

BIGGER THAN YOU THOUGHT

Here and now on the ground of Earth in the all too human year 2024 A.D.

Where conceived and born to run like a backstreet, tiny, little sister creed

Appearance of forms of matter, so completes the first act, it’s Intercoursed

Makin’ the panties drop just bein’ in the same neighborhood of it, kid rocked.

Wrecked father’s creation once or twice, occurred when my guard dropped

It wasn’t far from a grasp of my two hands to a higher ground of a .44 popped

Hit the spot every time, danger lurks dawn to dusk & sunset to sunrise swing

If you don’t expire by accident you’ll still fail to be conscious once upon a time.

Stapled my stomach and regurgitated everything I always have an appetite for

My mistake that I thought it would help me control my addiction to sweet & sour

Had the staple removed & now I’ve lost my appetite for everything, I got no taste

I can’t smell either, lucky I can still hear & see the separate reality, spunky waste.

Really have too many rules to observe hence, penalties will be a perfunctory dish

You won’t have to worry about betting 'cause nobody beats the house on the odds

See what you want when you win or lose, bottom line you’ll either owe or hit a score

Drift away & you’ll see what I mean when your uncle throws you into a lake of fish.

With the heavy load of being a chip off of the old block, my mom & dad laid the path

For the Way in the middle between the Good & the Evil, all straight ahead of death

Nothing you can do about it other than be aware & be wary of a thing itself & forms

Psycho-Social disadvantage for the aliens from another planet, as we're the worms.

Deduce the conclusion from the veracity of the premises assumed, it’s not irrational

In fact, the facts of life are the One & the Many who relate to empty space nationals

We called them “aliens” from other planets & they sued all united states of minds

Inside looking outside at the random causes that precede the final ending’s opines.

Beginning at the end & finishing up at the start of the game, it’s like, man, I’m #Sorry

But it’s the name of the game, you can’t make this scat up, it’s garbage afloat, see?

In the meantime, I play on a ground, it’s a playground, work in place, it’s a workplace

Equation has an infinite result if you begin prior to Big Bangs & fusion in yo' face.

Zero function of a void ‘tween atoms of hydrogen & its derivatives, nothing to see

Nothing to hear, smell or taste, not like a real thing if you know what I mean, baby

Gas is not liquid, gas ain't solid, It is all there is & IT gets frozen & hard without blues

Shining hot on dirt left over from one Big Bang, making H2O & Life & Death too.

I made some mistakes before you knew I wasn’t perfect like others, all too human

Got off of my knees whenever I found myself prostrate, grounded, crushed loving

Gave it away to many as I found needed it 'fore they even knew it was missing, King

Needs & random desires for the pleasure of simple-minded, naked apes of Rocking.

Force of a conglomeration of cells moving in Space hit a purple wall, bluish red goo

Appears seemingly out of nowhere but it’s the essence of matrix, like orgasm-screw

It ain’t my invention, didn’t create things rollin’ around here & now, I’m just a Temp

Clothes hangin’ out on the limbs, near the creek around 2 AM, skinny dipped, wooh!

Dreams end whether the dreamer is consciously aware or not, death's inevitable, so

You & everybody else might have forgotten,  l remind you that Life's transitory blow

We go in & out of that egg, we’ve grown into this substance-form, ask for more too

Double Jello Shots o’ 151 rum made me love you more, whisp #OnIt, eyes love you.

Met out for dinner Friday eve & made her panties drop like they were lead, fine dine

Sweet talked 'til the chocolate covered cherry got naked to a 208 bone hurricane

One-Stop-Shop can’t complain since it’s infinite replenishment of cream of the crop

Wine, vodka, gin, whiskey, rye, hops & crops of Mary Gold, just a passenger, no cop.

Gridiron just a hundred yards of points to play a game of odds you score on demand

Passing, running & going coast to coast beyond a flag at a zero-yard line, win a grand

Whistle, buzzer-beater, blank-gun-powder gunshot at a bull’s eye, a 100 yards a lot

Couldn’t miss, sharp-shooter followed perfection, 1 to the head 2 to the heart shot.

Wheezing at a dance, sick as a dog but wanted to show affection for objection skin

Suddenly, impacted by whichever medicine kicked into my big toe to head, I’m in

Contact high, keep breathing in and out, don’t stop to go to sleep, it ain’t sleep at all

Dead before dying after fine dining with Kracker backers, holy scat in a glory hole.

Educated the fools from the historical record of dead fools, more fools ad infinitum

They don’t know that there can be no show on stage, hell’s down there, we get some

Higher than Earth’s stratosphere, astronauts found naught but a quiet empty hole

Black it is, only a star’s shine, the Void is what it is, soul on ice, we people, let’s roll!

by

r j j stephan, i

c.  Jeudi, BLOVEMBER 7th, MMXXIV Anno Domini at 411 PMPST

{ Crafted in advance of the #Revolution, If there’s a hell below, we’re all gonna go, Don’t Worry now y’all… suck It up… link @ https://youtu.be/x1xmXOP3lhM }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?

Sodium Chloride of the Dirty Rockin' Piece of Stardirt & MOI

GOT WHAT YOU GOT BECAUSE TIME GOT OUT THE WAY OF SPACE

Betting no more than the gold in my pockets, all in for the call, I bet my hand beats yours, fly

Gods try to come down to Earth for a sorte of human females, don’t know why they multiply

Pink inside and burnt brown and black on the epidermal layer, which allows the privilege of it all

Complete with a partial implant in your jaw, check your six, your back is uncovered to bear pall.

Fabulous in every sense you can muster, knowing the opposite usually occupies Space & Time

Not today or tomorrow because history has already occurred in the future of the present, keep up

With the explanation and final conclusion in your arsenal that can’t be seen by the unanointed

It ain’t nothing personal, you ain’t screened & you ain’t clear for enlightenment, feel the crime?

What it feels like to be innocent and still charged with the guilt as if it was your own fault, dude

Chicks, I’m talkin’ ‘bout y’all too, deep inside of the conversational analyzation of concept food

Subjects and predicates shining the starlight on the blackboard, expose nekid Truth’s white sheet

Understand true that, total comprehension is a temporary lapse of reasonable gold, y’all gotta eat.

Brothers & sisters related like cousins above in heaven & down in hades, where angels fear to go

Utter satisfaction with having no desire, no need, nobody to care about to save life from dying so

Knowing that knowledge is impossible helps a bit, we’ll get over those red lights on the curves

Eyes shut tight yet wide open, seeing Nothing clearly, subjective nouns & action Love 30 serves.

Sounds mean something if and only if you agree on the definition of Word, it’s the thing itself

As it appears to the innocent perceiver with eyes wide open for the first time on Time’s life shelf

Smoke is happy, fire it hot to burn every atom into crumbled ash, dropped in gravity’s grave fate

Deep bury down below where archangels fear to go, can’t get up out of the hole, carrying weight.

Holy and red hot, unblessed and cold as dry ice, smokin’ freezing oxygen and hydrogen in & out

Grim reaper drinks down deeply to the center of galactic neutrons, protons & electrons in doubt

River of truth and lies flow to the infinite ocean to merge with the Void nature of your mama teat

In her arms we were, she kept us warm with a smile until the teeth bit the sore skin, kid got beat.

Spanked on a plastic diaper, no reason to understand why, cause effected mothers under the bus

That she loved you and would protect you being the immature mama who just had to be that way

Teenage mama can’t buy time, too much to be distracted by the addictions & play ‘House’ today

Babysitting for single mothers nets cash from the AFDC coffers & welfare kids now rule the US.

Here and now to save existence of animals and plants on all seven continents, dried-up wetland

Beaches or jagged, huge, stone rocky cliffs eroded by constant waves of the tidal pools inland

Hip to be a square or a Rubik Cube more sooner than later, I put the hurt on the innocent amigas

Not only am I to blame for the pain, the suffering but also the happiness they got rid of me arse.

Now & then you see through the veil to the actual nature of the beast within, it’s always the same

Fear and loathing as if it’s not you yourself, you really start trippin’ when the Truth unfolds fame

Books recorded in cyberspace, on compact disc, magnetic tape, 8 track, reel-to-reel, cassette split

Too tired to go on without a hip replacement, you know like I know, you’ll die once they slice it.

Y’all are in the know when you’re in the money, as the old song goes… duh do dah dah, la la la

It’s usually the same one over & over until the young delete the files & cover up the Truth as it is

In & out of consciousness yet awake as if in a dream while unconscious recording my super ego

The game and the score disappear into the ether once the corpse begins decrepit to the evil ends.

All pretentious for the sake of survival, ahead of the pack, you can keep track of ‘em in a mirror

Never need to cohabitate or commiserate with any of the minions or the literati of the stone door

Live for today, tomorrow isn’t guaranteed to produce itself ta mind, neither God’s nor this plebe

If & only if you resist the power, then you’ll be rewarded & be completely set, again, to be free.

Larger than a microscopic byte on a hard drive or a bit smaller than a huge byte, even steven

Broods got bred this way either voluntarily or via draft of unwilling to defend strangers of Zen

Recreated after annihilation without knowledge, just the power to be right when y’all on the ball

Nobody is right or wrong all the time except for the alpha and omega male, last call for alcohol.

Complete and impartial for the conclusion uplinked to be the only rational epitome of probability

Knowing Truth’s higher ground value of Gold and Gas flowin’ out of your behind’s high-end te

Keep your handicap down, win championship without your over drafting savings for wet dreams

Fortune cookie with no prediction to be ahead of the moment, graphic blank and empty schemes.

All is not alright, but you must deny the facts of life, your father didn’t tell you, nobody told him

Many centuries of breeders attempting to achieve perfection without an equal anywhere on Earh

Blood runs, gravity pulls, Space expands, Time measures burnt calories in a lean, mean machine

Recollection of any reason to be conceived, live & die in a hundred spins, more or less afterbirth.

Free to be dependent on the water and wine to wash down the body of the holy sheet

Most high and more low than the grapes that grow on the ripe vine, a meet and greet

Between the spirits inside and the ones outside of you that gain entry, imbibe, scream

Next day, getting hammered again is the only way to die, Life’s but a fickle wet dream.

Homer and Marge, well they have nothing on the parents of Bevis & Buthidae, fer shizzle

Blueprints have a plan to build a mountain of stone, brick & fiber glass beads give me a rash

Earth is the unholy name of the dirt, no feet to march or hands to clap, myriad of shyty fizzle

Doctors and lawyers trained for hours and minutes to interview people who donate cold cash.

Helping your body up off of the ground due to gravity’s attraction to your backbone & skull

Average or above, up to & including the genius, evil or better than the mostly good, ruler fool

Wink to show the joke is on the joker, punch line is crooked but if delivered right, it flies cool

Above and below the pattern on the surface, live, die, disappear and be forgotten, eat it all evil.

Dreamin’ a little dream of me tonight baby, it’ll be fine in the morning, I’ll disappear once again

Heart is all mine right? We don’t need to linger there when we’re awake, we’ll dream being Zen

Complete or not, it’s necessary to be sufficient to get to the end of the purpose’s logical reason

Accident your father met your mother, conceived, gestated to be born in blood and fetid water.

Kisses & hugs holding the bones tight, kept the inner sanctum inside invisible Jordan almonds

Found a wad behind the unworthy where they never look for anything valuable, safe diamond

Ineffable sound heard deep within where the sun never shines, a thing itself’s, shapeless double

Monkey see what monkeys do, apemen stuck in perpetual repetition of the 24/7 Earth wobble.

Hurry to wait until someone else takes so much time, you wind up being later than required too

Had to be ready to move from heaven to Earth once the love was made, it’s a dream trip of fools

What I was, I am & always will be, a convenient Truth wrought by the ancient command scrolls

Pink to ultraviolet purple in all wavelengths’ frequencies, dying, fading to black as lights go out!

by

r j j stephan, i

c. Vendredi, August XVIth MMXXIV Anno Domini @ 444 PMPST

{ Cracked this emerald while jammin’ to @ChicagoTheBank #DreamALittleDreamOfMe in an infinite loop on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/0rhFYl2H-2g?si=23qDPquqmhR8Ocez }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?

#SuckinHindTeat #BeachBoysBestLIVE25 @Springsteen #TunnelOfLoveLive w/PattiScialfa #FailureToCommunicate

GOD’S DUMPSTER HAMSTERS

SSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSKIDROADSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS

What you don’t know won’t kill you, watch out for what you do know or you’ll see the stars

Not the stars above or below the Earth, I’m referring to the end of your Times in Space, face it

There’s fortune & faith involved in the whole shebang, it’s all punditry since it’s all wizard of Oz

Impossible without an alternative to the complexity of special creation in the center of chaos.

Bring your mothers and sisters to the party, their ova will be extracted for the fishers of the Men

All too human as suspected, superstitious beast with a shaky nature of being, god-fearing human

Nothing more than hairless, naked apes needing fashion to cover up all failures to communicate

Littering bugs all over the streets, litter cans for sloppy, uncultured welfare kids from a blind date.

I ate the food, defecated the high energy back into the shameless environment, home sweet home

All of the dead have left their excrement down an invisible government drain, diversification clone

Acting as if this is all normal, stuck in gravity, happy not to float in shallow or deep space’s holy hole

Capacity for acceptance of equity & inclusion are the inequality of the delusion, unbeaten by a pole.

Chaos runs out of energy to obfuscate & blends back into the seven seas, with Davy Jones’ T-bones

Illusion is not the dead guys underground but the LIVE guys above & below the upper crust iPhones

Programmed until deleted, if & only if there’s a scrub, then the original God of the Void steps upon it

I got a drone flyin’ over Skid Road in every city that allows homeless mankind to suck on a hot teat.

Who in the name of John Wayne do aliens who group into congresses believe they’re dealing with?

Are the Executive, Legislative & Judicial branches all under the thumb of @ChinaTheCommissioner

You love nothing & nobody and you’ll never be disappointed by feeling disappointed by a frequency

Wavelengths’ highly fallacious arguments, illogical conclusions, blind faith belief in low bandwidth.

Retired, excreted gold into the dispensary for the traded return of the labor’s blood, sweat & tears

Smoked in flavors, in and out of the bags of gas transforming organs, until DNA/RNA killed peers

One left without anyone else, nothing else in a sentient mode, kind of like the One before the Many

Exactly like the One before the Many, come to think about it, I think, therefore you are so, so funny.

Human beings are nowhere else in this solar system’s galaxy cluster, Time is nowhere in the cosmos

Yet, the People of these continents have no belief in Wisdom’s perennial Truth, you live & you’ll die

You won’t know why, so you gotta have love for enlightenment of the ignorance inherited from Eve

She bit red apple core fruit, got the sleeping #Woke knowledge but a mere accidental #FaceFeeze.

Bombs away from TNT dynamite via flying carpets & other UFO’s out of remote control, cyborgs

In charge of the good, bad & especially the GD ugly, defective DNA in unfettered reproduction bergs

Full tank of electricity’s battery packs, infinite charge reunited with the immortal, empty Void of zero

Halls empty, full of the scat, burning rubber tires’ poison fumes, up your nose with a rubber hose, yo.

High crimes & misdemeanors can be avoided if you’re a divine son of God, life in prison for the rest

Impeachment just a funny joke, justice is a ham sandwich and capitol punishment remedy’s the beast

If you or I cannot control our adherence to the Golden Rule, our destiny is extinction, rational bones

No holiness in Italy or anywhere on any continent, Asia to America, the devil made me do it, homes!

I arrest your attention at this very moment, a microcosm of the whole shebang stopped in its tracks

Conclude your own propositional logic, deduced, untenable premises & irrational inductive lifehacks

Bones over two hundred in a single form, a shape of what animated gas when left alone in the dark

All there is, you are, what I am, this is it right here, no sounds in sight, tasteless stench, do not park.

Broke your back & closed your mind before your Time was up in Space, Life happens downlow high

Sweet taste turns bitter once the mind’s eye breaks through to the crystal clear presence, I am so fly

Higher than stratosphere’s pulpit where absolutely Nothing has a shape of being a thing, royalty to be

King’s Queen can’t be promoted or demoted since they’re pranks of paupers, get high, let’s have Tea!

#SnoopyDogs moves back & forth to & fro, I work and play with the same power, mission complete

Space inside Earth’s core, from ground to stratosphere, I know nothing intimately, it’s so GD sweet

Roaring and screaming in the middle of nowhere, I see what you mean, I’ve allowed you to be wrong

Packed the saved souls into pews for reaping the fallow wheat to be ground in a dusty chaffe song.

More or less it’s neither here nor there, meaning nothing to anyone other than the nonexistent RNA

Above mean streets you’re no Karl Marx or Lenin or Trotsky, even Obama & Clinton leftover DNA

In the vault of the secret of the men and women at the top of the food chain, appointed or anointed

It’s the morons following the perfect idiot who fools even his triplet sister, his amigos alive and dead.

Speak and comprehend the meaning of language in different tongues, a fluent brain in grey matter

No blood up in there in the cranial cavity, whether you eat it or burn or bury it, Love from Mother

Earth wobbles, spins, revolves, expands from the contraction one moment after the Big Bang doom

Still looking at it in retrospect, for the sake of foresight and afterbirth during the divine resurrection.

Nothing less than a myth can explain the incredible consciousness we share between our holy ears

Out of the thin air’s stratospheric protection, God awful, empty dark space is really the end of years

Whether you get less than one or more than a hundred, it’s the same old song, you see blind sides

All in your mind, a construct of old men and old women who talk without being wobbling sea tides.

Pens writing on paper if & only if you’ve learned that art of incursive or printing ABC’s & grammar

Predication of the subjects and objects you perceive outside of your outer perimeter of skin & bones

Old man yellin’ at kids to get off the lawn but there’s no green lawn, all asphalt & cement-tar spread

Tons of fun, all done, finished at the Start Line, broke a broken record, got #Woke & dropped dead.

Fill up our cups with thin air, pay your taxes & someone that doesn’t pay taxes will spend your cash

Truth and Justice come in handy when they enhance your position, if not you’ll be destroyed as trash

Dumber than dirt, intelligence of the many is limited by the genetic interaction, that’s random luck

Chances are that mother and father of you & everyone else on Earth, dead or alive, Nothing, #uck!

by

r j j stephan, i

c.  Mercredi, August VII^th MMXXIV Anno Domini @ 111 PMPST

{ Drafted while my blood circulated head to toe, several hundred times, who are you a minute after you die?  I thought so, you didn’t know you’re not even a ghost, no soul, you’re absolutely nothing at all.  No cells to go to he#ls and none for the reward of the master for the slave to commands, trippin’ the thing itself all over the regurgitation of dead skulls’ spunk, listenin’ to #TheBeachBoysBest on youTube link LOOK OUT BELOW...  } 

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?

Ahistoric Black Hole of the E, the F & the G-string, the Dog backwards @GladysKnight & @VinceGill

IT’S ALL IN BLACK & WHITE

,,,,, x2 – y2 = 0 ,,,,,

In the funky heat of the night, I see the reason why there’s no free will here, now or ever
For the love of the gods of Aristotle and Plato, before Noah’s union junkies struck for 2X2
Who the hell trapped the wild cats, rhinos, hippos & giraffes, where in hell rang hell’s bells
Preachin’ to the choir for donations & tips, I’m not beggin, it’s a gift from the empty shells.

Keep this under your hat if you have one, if not you then who? IMHO, it’s your mama, man
You cannot deny that without your mama, you’re nothing, neither here nor there at any time
Completed mission by gasping one last time before rigor mortis sets, high angel that’s singing
Sunsets only in an empty mind of a perceiver, Earth is wobbling, spinning while star-revolving.

Strong to lift the weight & complete an infinite pace of progress to the final expiration of me
Totally full bone & muscle, minimum of fat for the fist fight with the jealousy, old man & a sea
Deeper than you know if it’s ever been deep at all to your shallow comprehension of the joker
Future creature feature is merely celluloid projections on a blank inner-face, unhooked looker.

Can you do what you’re good at, lie with all of your might when someone asks you to confess
That you robbed the mighty Spades & Whiteys who met you at the crossroads of their finales
It was a matter of survival of the most fit to fight for the inner spunk, gifted from parents’ yin
Yang in balance, control with a being known to the deaf, dumb & blind without wisdom’s sin.

Be here, there, way back when in meta-speculation of the nature of rowing a boat in a dream
Wake up but don’t be woke up from being in a daze since the birth out of mother’s loin seam
Era in the Future will recollect this Present as the Past, they won’t give a hoot for you or me
Nothing personal, it’s like a supernova before the thing itself participates in predication’s fee.

Play and listen to the music, Doobie Brothers or any Vanilla Fudge from any LP, in the grooves
Nothing like the actual studio sound on your Bose speaker 901’s, it’s the scratches & skips too
Sometimes a warped & never-flattering needle jumping/skipping grooves back & forth moves
Which thing itself you’ve accepted as your personal inner self, draw the .45’s All Night proofs.

Support the jock straps that hold the family’s jewels up and out of the kicking, hurting way
You’re skating on thin ice in the lukewarm Springtime, ice cold in Iceland so have a nice day
Goin’ north to south pole & around the equator from the stratosphere to the core’s deep 0
Ask questions as a high grade intellectually unchallenged individual would, hit ‘em high & lo.

Harmony you’ve been blessed with, the fastest woman to run away from the out of shapes
Says that it’s no big thing, DNA of my & your parents are the matter of invitro fertilization
At first, there was only One, then another to show asexual before the sexual reproduction
How the things that are different shapes & forms, some consumed others subsumed apes.

Pork rinds swallowed without the liquid get you choked to death, can’t clog the lung’s skin
Preaching to the choir who already has been dead before, a time or two, maybe more for kin
Myopia is the reason but not the excuse, an inherited involuntary response to a knees’ jerk
Complete isolation of Oneness inside of the egg in a womb, violated by a spermatozoon quirk.

Inside information on the bottom line, zero between the negative & the positive, left to right
Bears, lions & wolves all scout for prey to feed the family of thieves, leftovers of a knife fight
Pride, cubs, pups, adolescents eat it if it doesn’t smell bad, if it tastes good, it’s good as gone
Whatever is dead becomes food, sustains or extinguishes every cell in every body’s At one.

Losing the excess weight by the incineration of fat milk of magnesium & horseradish mustard
Gas named after the light coming out of the closest star to Earth’s wind and magic hot water
Excited atoms in the ecosphere, took my breath away from me, forced me to give up a ghost
Animated my feet for the sake of my parents, Puget Sound sacrifice of a northwestern coast.

Flowers grow out of the buried seeds in the stardirt ash of Earth, leftover big bang angel dust
Distress signal performance of S.O.S. from the bridge of the destroyer, Space’s Timing nothing
Answer to the equation’s factoring is built within the rules discovered through trial and erring
Finale, curtain drops with a mic drop to the floor, about face & walk right into a gold earring.

Hiccups ended the silence, too much carbon dioxide invading the hemoglobin, rejected notion
Commands of your living spirit/soul can be observed in the use of rationality and pure reason
We’re all ridin’ dirty on the mount we’ve consigned for the duration of an infinite revolution
If you don’t reincarnate, karma is even with the alpha & omega, for what it’s worth, I’m all in.

Game is never over until the gasping of your shocked monkeys give up the holy ghosts
In the in-crowd but the #Crowdfire is down & out for the count, it gives God the most
Drunk the brew and swill to wash the dead plants and animals, fruits of the rando loons
About face & forward march until I bellow, “Halt One, Two.” then At Ease, all too soon?

If the conditions of the premises to the argument for the exposure of the Truth are false
Then and only then, if I might add, always it’s an illogical, irrational deduction or induction
Respect for the law of the conservancy of Matter and the facts of Life your mother sucks in
Knowledge rather than ignorance, 16 feet down under the high dive, skull & bone broken.

by
rjj Stephan, I

c.  Lundi, 7-23-2024 Anno Domini @ 1111 AMPST

{ Crafted while jammin’ to #TheOaklandstroke @TowerOfPower on youtube link @ https://youtu.be/aNd3QE6CIL4?si=X73tXdUxZ9qS_LXE }