IF YOU DON'T, WHO WILL? #JustDoTheThing #UpDownAdInfinitum @LittleBigTown #BetterMan #IMissYouTooBaby #IAintBetterThanIAM

 @ac/dc

FLY ON THE WALL 

DROP A TOP,

TURN THE T.V. OFF 

March in cadence to the rhythm and beat of the mothers who made your fathers

Killed the switch and stole all the jobs that needed to be done, now they’ll just fly

If I get by & you get by barely without me but it’s better than not, I ain’t gonna lie

Dip & dive in the struggle & we all barely get by on the lie, it’s time to relax or die.

Sweet hustle grown flowers out seeds made in Outerspace, TYVM y’all astronauts

Zero gravity does something special to the RNA, evolves a genome while in bouts

With the killers and eaters of everything that lives, if it don’t stink, boil, fry & bake

It will all be good with on sale, sugar & spice, makes death taste like clever ideas.

I know the rules, you break the regulations and get harpooned, loose & free whale

No offense but you can’t roam free any longer, man has submarines & lotsa waste

Scars leftover the healing to recover a recollection of how I avoid accidental caput

Little Miss America got a scar, right there on the wrist, haunting the hillbillies I cut.

All in playful fun, just kiddin’ or I’m not, I can’t even tell you the Truth, I lied

That I am here and now and will be then and there, false statement without proof

Can’t prove the false is true, ever, not in a million years, begin with Socrates’ goof

Tutored the children, boys & girls, to question everything, survive the Truth, I died.

Like a Buddhist play 3-D chess I like it or not, with my baby girl, she came over too

My house was always an open front and back door, we’d have fun with the tunes

Fire up the grill, begin the party, sip on Tequilla, jump in the pool, hopeless no mo

Alarms all goin’ off when you arrived, over at my house, happens every time, bro!

Villains have there place in Space and it’s not for you nor I to command obedience

That’s all up to the command of a Doing Unto Others, you got her pregnant, dunce

Grateful that I lived 50 years longer than I thought I’d live, long time to be faithful

Son of a gun’s path I’m on continues without end, ad infinitum, what a damn fool!

Better off alive than dead, one way street on a dead end, love counter-revolution

Last breath to choke your face into the inside of your bloody skull, it doesn’t bleed

Did you hear money talkin’, all foreign language of extra-terrestrials, sit down son

Blocked, I played with them in the living room on the block, a dead-end land deed.

Sights without light are neither things nor places, no light lit, there are no people

Persons are legit only while alive, when dead, corpses are nothing but a holy Hehl

Fast or stopped in tracks for eternity, in and out of my mind, ain’t worried, I G.A.S.

Money maker makes the babies, abuse is takin’ the action without havin’ a blast.

Mile or two down the road, every single sane teenager wants to GTF out of Home

Parents good to get ‘em to go early & often & without you, ween ‘em off of Rome

Word up & down like a teeter totter you can’t stop from its repetitive motion skip

There ain’t no tomorrow, some of us live & give, some die and some take on a flip.

Busted with empty pockets and no notion about survival of the fittest, stoned junk

Pray after you sin to apologize & opt out of a next time, you know you, it’s The Fall

Travel coast to coast, pole to pole, 4/5 H2O & a 1/5 @JackDaniels ol’ blacker funk

My lady America, on the other hand, winning it all, it’s mother of all, even in Hell.

Subtraction of the grief and addition of the glee, happiness is no fear of death flip

Soul wasn’t here before ma & pa met for the intercourse, shattered the peace blip

On sonar from conception to my own demise, alone without anyone else’s karma

Gathered the scattered pieces in One place in Space, raped ovum in #MyMama.

by

r j j stephan, I

c. Samedhi, ROCKTOBER XVIIIth MMXXV Anno Domini 1111 AMPST

{ Kicked this jam out while jammin’ to https://youtu.be/x8c1GDzdf8Y?si=nh98JNYPLMtmyNCS

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?

STRIKE THE POSE

@MADONNA

@TheRaider  @LasVegasRaiders

@PABLO_PICASSO

#EvilWays #LifeSways #DeletedSeinfeldScenes #MA @RareEarth

RICHIE STEPHENS

@Carlos * Santana

Pain pill pacify

XGOLDX

It has been said that we’ve all been born to raise a little hell in brothels

On the nature of beasts, we’ve generated through random Bates motels

Ministers, pastors, preachers, priests, and bishoprics to holy ones dead

No evidence of anything other than that we’re all gonna die, principled.

High and mighty above the atmosphere, astronauts have eye-witnessed

Earth is nowhere near the moon, Venus nor Mars, planet Man’s alone

In a venue to discuss assumptions leading to conclusions, conundrums

Without the experience of barking up the wrong trees, I’ll chew a bone.

Follow my logic, presume nothing is necessary but sufficient to be flown

Rational use of words which reflect thought without any veracity known

With or without foot pain & headaches, all Life’s illusory dreamscapes

Proof in your pocket, a wealth of chump change & dollar bills y’all apes.

Yet the circus rolls on, ad infinitum, tickets stamped “paradox & wit”

Unfurling holy banners stitched with idle riddles, fortune’s counterfeit

We juggle our fables, break bread with myth, toast to insights unseen

As the iron curtain draws, one and all are actors in tomorrow’s dream.

Loose change coins clink, exchange prayers sink reason pirouette & spin

For the only proof is this spoof that lingers as a question tucked within

Why, who, where, when & how do you accept your mortality, get loose

If you don’t, oppressors will seize your circulatory system, sunken blues.

So hurt by the tornado, left with mortal wounds I’ll succumb to & die

No complaints, no blame for living on Earth when my Time came to fly

Everybody before & everybody who comes after me, pity holy passion

Unacceptable alternative to nihilism is the holy Truth, gold dusted sin.

Treasure in the mountain of rocks and dirt were leftover Big Bang bore

Archeological proof is the annihilation of all things buried under all dirt

Swoop in and out of your broom closets and check your six at the door

You have no partner covering you & your hooded noggin, mask & hair.

On a picnic when it began to storm, food’s dead-on-arrival down low

Sixty spokes in my bike’s 26” tires make certain my rims don’t blow slow

Happy ending upon your inquiry on a positive note, answered with ease

Stop. Silence. Wonder. Shock. Die or Fly away, you know we’ll freeze.

I can see clearly for miles the higher I get above the Earth, not too high

Just high enough for consciousness to touch the face of God and not die

I could but won’t tell you why this means nothing at all outside of Earth

There’s only one GD way to get out of this life alive and it ain’t a rebirth.

Consumed skin and bones in the burning man bonfire, ashes blow dust

Peering through the I ain’t looking glass, see nothing clearer than us

Where YOU were the day before you got conceived, nonplaced in Space

Egg, ovum, sudden impact with subatomic particulate leather and lace.

Justice back in 1978 was a ham sandwich around third period, last page

It may have been baloney or PB&J, olive loaf or too human liver sausage

Fronting on stage for a band that sucks & will dissolve before the fame

Being happy is what gods can control, health, rest, fearless, Man, I am.

Pleased to meet you here and now before it was too late, meant it bro

As it is above here and now, so it is below here and now, it’s no joke, so

To be or not to be, isn’t a flippant inquiry, so why stay alive for nothing?

No reason is likely, no-good reason other than continue diggin’ a thing.

Knowing that when you don’t awaken, sleeping or being knocked out

Then there will be no later, no tomorrow just like no yesterday is today

I’m numb, I’m dumb, it’s the shots of Jose Cuervo that turned the burn

I hope to be in flight at rigor mortis, below up above, flyin’ eagles learn.

Realize and promptly deduce a forgone conclusion, we’re all scorin’ chit

Any man or woman who left the Earth’s gravitational pull, seen no sin

No angels of matter appeared in spirit form, except hallucinations of Me

What I thought I was, who I was, mutated form of homo sapiens’ glee.

Schizophrenic from conception, I was a twin as such, Evil? It was Good

Hence, I survived but my twin sister didn’t get out of the neighborhood

She knew what I knew & our pact was to keep a third eye on each of us

Goddess reasons the wisdom out of the delight, heart throb ain’t a fuss.

by

r j j stephan, i

c.  Lundi, August XVIII^th MMXXV Anno Domini @ 333 PMPST

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?

TO BE ONE, ASK ONE.

OKLAHOMA

TEACHER TEACHER @SOCRATES @PLATO @ARISTOTLE

POST-WAR #GOLD PENICILLIN CLAP TRAP

As slim as a svelte set of hot legs on a soul and spirit chasin’ wife, sister, mother & amiga

Over there for the first & last time is a sight unseen by every man who’s ever lived incognita

Stand sideways in the bikini on the beach, she was CIA, all spy invisible except for the bikinis

Conditional absolute from the first bang to the final peep, above & below identical martinis.

Drown in a sea of love just like the old song on the top 40 hits, you recall honey drippers’ cons

Punks, bums, junkies all at the ultimate bottom of the proverbial barrel, no wisemen’s buns

Staying in and out of the spotlight shining on everybody all the time, outwitting your mama

Solid ground produced by evaporating water from mud, in it to win it, my motto from papa

Words few as three & epic drama of 15,000 words of presence and nonsense to powers to be

At one after there’s no wiggle room left over by the multiplicity drama, call bending the knee

Shadows dance to block the light, scaring the timid and the blind, need a Supergirl or drones

Treading on thin ice isn’t easy but it’s better than standing alone and freezing stiff as bones.

The love you & I need to survive, to live and die both here and now, is based on honesty, eh?

Lie to me once, fool me once, shame on you, fool me twice, shame on me, heart on my sleeve

Pretty faces told me pretty lies, they didn’t know they lied, it was after-the-fact, not a reprieve

Innocent like a newborn baby, fresh out the womb, pre-afterbirth of a bitter end, call it a day.

Ears pricking up now in a clever way, honesty and the tenderness of love are all over the place

Ma Earth has no regrets here in front of the powers-that-be, you and I know we need Space

All 360 degrees around our entity our soul infuses with animated DNA, head to the toe tag

Princes and queens of the princesses’ legacy, descended from first woman, Eve was in @SAG.

Knowledge and wisdom are the products of consciousness’ awareness of being One & Many

Admit the First Cause & Last Effect are Unknown, cry origin of animation ala subatomic charm

Deeper than the ocean’s darkness as eyesight diminishes into the Black Hole with dead Kenny

White dwarf is bitchin’, but its astronomical unit is infinity plus “x” when “x” = #DoNoHarm!

Und yet, you all do me wrong every chance you get, hurting me more and more & so it goes

Ain’t that a bit peculiar? It’s no learned behavior, I have faith in the day after I die, it blows

Watched all of my dead poets, friends & relatives skip out the fantastic lights, luck of a draw

I’m all in, y’all are in, the alternative is unacceptable, fear & loathe the black void of Zip/Nil.

Indeed, words & my thoughts are now all in your mind, to become wisdom’s blather chit

Beholder of the thing itself is what it’s all about, not the thing itself but appearance of it

Form and Matter in subatomic merger with the Void’s nothingness, yields homo sapiens

Fire and food storage with creature comforts for the body & spirit, all that I am, WHAT is.

Crash into the brick wall headfirst, no other place in sight, forward & onward all down low

Graves to an infinite number of pieces, exploded with ordinance, highlighted with yellow

It’s all about the dream being here, now, and there is no other explanation for Life’s highs

Whether here, on a moon, another planet, asteroid in transit, Cosmic flow ceases & dies.

Central casting has the remote view of the flight of One Eagle, one of the many highflyers

I would do it all in style, but my style is nobody else’s cup of tea, I am certain, I’m a dream

As in walkin’ around in a daze thinking that it’s meaningless without you in it, God scheme

Got a job, worked & paid to stop being on time to have a good time, annihilated the criers.

Beers & hard liquor goes around and comes around more often than it should for addicts

Worked the crosswords & pinched the young women on the derriere in my own mindful

I know the score, I’m gonna win in the end, you will win too, you just won’t have any faith

It takes a leap of faith, and you know it, if you have a living enemy in or out of your wraith.

We all had some junk in our trunks, took steps forward and backward to get right here, now

Justified and injected into the main artery where the 1st conception occurred, a job of blow

Hot or frozen stiff, it will blow you away when your guts blow postmortem, fast before death

You won’t stink your loved ones out of the rooms until a mortician freaks formaldehyde Stith.

Sidewalks I used to pitch the pennies and nickels for some soda pop at the corner five & ten

Uptown and way downtown on the bottom where the good & evil brush with the ugly hens

Extinction is what it’s all about when the “IN” Love attraction fades into nowhere out of sight

Laugh about the joke, you know what you’ve deduced from #Priors, #LiedToMe, now Yous!

Perform 24/7 breathing in and out as the issues come & go, animated forms runnin’ dozens

All about the smoke and mirrors, to tell the tale is the whole shebang, it’s occult magic Zen

Keep away from the danger zones, stay out of the fenced yards warning to beware of Dogs

Big or small, hungry dogs made by their humankind benefactors, they’ll munch ‘em all extinct.

I had some glory days a minute ago, you did too if you survived K-12 & Post-Sec, joined a war

Bums and junkies come out of our civilized bad lovers who made babies & didn’t nurture far

Now we are the spitting image of our mamas & papas, cream of the crops, Mary knew higher

Born after 1925, you are 99 years or less, Honesty, dreamin’ of golden egg yolks, I’m a fighter!

by

r j j stephan, i

c. Samedhi, August 9th MMXXV Anno Domini @ 666 PMPST

{ Crafted this #PulitzerPrizer while jammin’ to @TheEagles #HotelCaliforniaLIVE on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/wkAAxeFOj0Y }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?

HollowAndNaked #Soulstripper @ACDC

SUPREME SHADOW SUNSET STONE

In no way, any shape or hardly any form will the original sin be the fault of the Man, Adam

Regardless of the accuracy of the blame game, it’s all after the fact of life has become, damn

We all are the people as around a tower of Babel, signals & signs mean agree or disagree time

On the battles & the wars that result from the conflagration of wills, reveal history on a dime.

Creep factor becomes embedded in the darkness where angels fear to go while in stealth mode

Losing the edge that invisibility allows, gets you fired by the gods & sent to Hades’ rocky road

Over & under the line is where the odds get tricky & require expertise to Win, Place and Show

My book is your book, I keep the bets all in my head, no harm & no foul, winners blow by blow.

Grace & the sins against the good, bad & ugly all get tallied for the final judge to mete out evens

So, nobody gets short-changed & it’s all on the up and up for everyone to agree is good for Zens

Inner so deep inside that it’s not only unseen but also invisible to the tangible touch & taste of it

Got a line & an angle to form a triad, square & 3D pyramid, four sides, no three-duo dimension.

Bottoms up, drink the lights out, find a place to lay your head without disturbance, just dread it

Awaken with the hair of the dog in your mouth, hungover like an awning over an anthill of chit

Mercy from the maker if any exists, drinking orange juice for a buzz, hit a bong for the buddies

A dreamcatcher eliminates the wasted time we’ve spent being responsible for obligatory fees.

Low hanging fruit for low riders hangin’ on the rue de ville from L.A. to Brooklyn & Philly’s bell

Trips are few & far between since nothing is free & you’ve got to pay your way to rap in the dell

My money is good for the goods exchange, the traders wanted it this way, it is what it is, all blue

Moms & dads, guardians of the gold inherited from the dead & gone punks, all Great Ones too.

Cartoons in 3D right in front of our faces without the silver screens, plasma display smell vision

Playin’ juice harps as paradise drifts beyond a salted sea, lost presence all becomes immersion

In deeper, behind shadows of darkness, running the spook show for the minions of holy names

Inns full, nowhere to run, no place to sleep, no safe place for rent, no, I’m the player of games.

Drop the pretensions, if I could, I would but one of us must if we’re to survive the dirty joke

That Earth is not only a mass of assorted masses of molecules, to the dead ones who smoke

Jokes on you & yours, full stop, what the hell that interjects is the idiocy of the moron head

Into a maelstrom down the middle, in gravitational collapse of my soul, yours too, it’s dead.

I deny the Truth and I’ve full blind faith in the Unknown, as an omnipotent presence, my zoo

Beyond twilight zones in 360 degree surrounding strategy, Earth’s God, Scratch ala Kalamazoo

It’s all no joke, making love causes over population, too much love causes extinction of #TheMany

It could be worse, imagine your surprise to never have been conceived, day’s yield a penny.

Realization as a teenager that Life itself is an intangible chimera, a thing nevertheless, at one

Opine, it’s always the same, I know, you don’t know, you know I know, we know nothing, so

Funk runs together due to the spin of the contracted mass, fighting quakes in yards of stock

Moving the gas into deep pockets which were deep holes in the meteoric glob, planet Rock.

Whether a human was aborted a moment or nine months post-conception, still extinction

How the species will be treated by the enormous powers that be when the time comes in

To be or not to be, survival of the most fit & ability to survive with ease & comfort, happy

As above, so below it should be, happiness is all too human, not divine sadness, ol’ pappy.

On a roll today & tomorrow, I surfed onto the beach on some nice tidal waves, here & now

Bringing the big guns to the battle, figuratively the sharks & the jets at the rumble in tow

Junkies & slum bums who can’t retrieve their own junk all die in the morgue of cities’ stiffs

Production of the three acts & epilogue depend on the prologue, tearin’ it up guitar riffs.

Ice cream of the crop comes into perspective, shift attention from logic & reason to hysteria

I misunderstand it all, you are an ignorant fool to continue the charade of being a mameluka

Think about all you’ve thought about during your life & then forget about it & die, God bless

All you are, all we are, all I am, One thing called Live Earth, neither more nor lesser, confess.

One thing is clear and other things are even more clear, reflexive breathing in and out always

It’s how you & I remain alive & well, here & now, no choice other than to die in a burial daze

Purpose has an appropriate force to succeed at reaching an ultimate goal, a whole, holy truth

Block you, block everyone who attempts to violate rules of engagement, pull a wisdom tooth.

I follow nobody, recall your favorite heroes and idols who appeared happy to be alive, daily

Do unto nobody on Earth anything that you would not want them to do to you, man or lady

Crunchy between the molars and incisors, hot in the city for the personality mask grotesque

Day after day, minute after minute, be present, be here & now, a naked ape tomato bisque.

by

r j j stephan, i

c.  Vendredi, August 8^th MMXXV Anno Domini @ 411 PMPST

{ Drafted while jammin to @WARtheBand on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/Wx_OrjGn9lo?si=IC4ns5y6acSPUimj }

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W.W.A.R.D.?