6 3 4 - 5 7 8 9 (area code 911)

 

TREATED & TRICKED

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Certainly, there is really no certainty at all in the dream you’re within, baby woke, good men die
Far away from your inner idiot, contrarian moron and numbskull type of Cro-Magnon pre-humans
Particles and the substratum of tinker toys in the hands of the Unknown & all too human hair pie
Large or microscopic, you live & you’ll surely die, burn, sunk in the sea or eaten by the fauna fans.

Do whatever you decide to do, it’s an act of Will to the power that moves causes into side effects
Nothing to see here, no examination is necessary to see the occurrence of karma, ad infinitum sex
Mean & rough, it’s how a lot of the DNA was combined from gamete & egg into the divinity’s fight
A trick it is because it’s tricky & difficult to harmonize the effects of it’s taste, smell, sound & sight.

Time is duration of being awake, conscious of things themselves until unconscious in a deep sleep
Into dream states which are nothing other than cinematic recollections of the unforgettable sheep
Who taught me, you & everyone else, Ways of The Human, pick a career, earn cash, pay tax & die
You’ll know someday, what I mean by what I said, reality exposed the naked truth, only gods lie!

If and only if you condition the confidence of the burger kings and queens of the dead cow meat
Then and only then you’ll know the Truth, high profits with low investment in love’s concrete seat
Undercover, underneath the underground, under your mother’s hem-line, you’ve seen it, she says
Peaked & got the evil eye the rest of my life, as if I knew that boys NEVER look under girls’ dresses.

But anyways, it ain’t as important as finding out that there’s no heaven, hell or limbo when we die
Confessing sins and paying back the karmic debt of free will choices to disobey commands on high
Above and below the clouds, my heart begins to flutter, need the medication to calm down beats
Slowing it all to a caterpillar crawl of a hundred legs to metamorphose the pupa into a moth feats.

Fly copulation, repopulate Earth, as above, so below, evolved life contrived conundrum, sextinction
From the deep scat on the surfaces of the ground, the flies have landed & ingested their fill of skin
It made moves from entry mouth to exit vacuum; stinkin’ to high heaven like a garbage trash dump
Bring your mamas & papas along, lead ‘em over the cliff, all sheeple await the next, final knee jerk.

You have been fishing every weekend for seventy years, you’ve hooked ‘em & you have released ‘em
Pain and suffering you’ve experienced are the dynamics of staying alive in a hostile environment firm
I would like to pitch my ideology at you before you choose to become a Lenin-Marxist-Trotsky breach
I read the mystery of ignorance & true knowledge, secret wisdom resulting from the random search.

Part of the whole shebang is the main ingredient that keeps things together or far apart, don’t be a fool
Flows purple hair in the air, scarlet red in oxygen, nitrogen & the rest, elemental magic in a bloody hole
Tanks and ships help the fighter jet aircraft to see the targets, it’s the way of the modern warfare school
Over soon after it began, launch codes automated for ease of extinction, Time Out of Space’s black hole.

Dining on the Singularity, it’s a gourmet recipe for the ones who never see fecal matter, suck it out too
Bound to figure out the answers to every conundrum no matter who caused it, divine or humane blue
Frozen nails pounded into the redwood, through the hand & foot bones, thorns adorned a hairy face
Blood flowed for the insects and critters to lick for life, the holy, sanguine flow from God to The Race.

by
r j j stephan, i

c.  Jeudi, 12-28-2023 Anno Domini @ 808 AMPST

{ Slipped this out of the #Slipknot while jammin’ to @EltonJohn #PhiladelphiaFreedom on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/sOF6_kHBkyg?si=PnsTHMdrWctproty  }

F I N I S
W.W.A.R.D.?

BLUEBERRY PANCAKE SYRUP ON CORNBREAD & CHITLINS #ExpressYourself

  

 HERE IN MY HEART, THE BEST OF MY LOVE

You have not looked ahead far enough to see the forest through the pine and redwood tree

Wind burned them down accidentally or on purpose, don't try to understand why but you seize

As soon as you accept the truth of the understanding, that will be the day of regression's scree

Sleep tight as you will from now until you escape the process, regression in the Milky Ways.

Bowling in alleys before the knife fights between the sharks & jets, as if they've got the turf

Blocks of businesses & residents of flats and condos, paying the gangs for the privilege to surf

On time or early for everything you cannot be late for, including your own stillborn birth war

Between your mothers' loins where your fathers' guns got pointed into oblivion, here you are.

On time and on target for the bull's eye or any circle around it as near to the center as on point

Had it all then lost it all before I knew it, burst a hole in that used to be filled by a twisted joint

I smoked horses before I knew that they were equine death warrants into the CIA contractions

Talking about this & that atomic to cosmic place in Time & Space, historical misrepresentations.

 

Talking to yourself just to get the thoughts written down from the zero's emptiness, temptation

In or out of the shadows, there's no mercy for anything in the end, innocent & guilty mortal sin

I don't care, Buddha don't care & that's all that matters to me, your God ain't mine, go in peace

Learned that Latin when I was seven, to serve the mass of the master who never showed a face.

Being good, being bad are easy but being ugly is impossible for the beautiful above us & below

Harmony in direct synchronization with the peristaltic waves in the ocean's load of sandlot flow

Killed no deputy down there, no sheriff was save though, hard as it was, I shot the sheriff as well

Not all good for the sheriff but the fact is, the sheriff was a jerky boy I went to school with in hell.

 

Ears pricking up when the vibrations mean something like flight or fight time, offense or defense

That's all a matter of Time in Space, causes that create effects, scientific facts and a sixth sense

Psychotic and neurotic teachers who were motherless children teach the children well, the fact is

By osmosis, boys and girls imitate the men and women they see walking in and out of the room.

 

In a hurry to get to & from the restrooms to relieve yourself of the things you ate & drank today

The astronauts have a hookup in outer space, maybe a pamper big toddler size of dump flombet

Artistic yet simply a natural disaster waiting for the lights to go on in the room, click, there it is

It's all cornbread and the chitlins in the plate, my fork's & knife's all in, you're the sharp edges.

 

Opened the blinded eyeballs' eyelids to let in the black light, everything turned ultraviolet pie

Dots in between the lines where the angels fear to go, meaning & the answer to the mystery

Untold in the sentence or paragraph, a pointed way at the crossroads is the godsend gods-eye

Sensation taste and smell touches the soul, eye for an eye tooth, taste smacked out the big guy.

Hotter than you can handle, form of woman, toe to brain-mind of human destiny, mutated DNA

Came out of the apes which were all too human, input the curiosity that killed the cool cats' pay

Day that will live in infamy, when the bombers killed our babies & our property taxes defenses

December Seventh, Nineteen Forty One, #NeverForget it's all history, best of my love's offenses.

 Murder of white crows, murder she wrote, you're killin' me with this bloody murder, you can't tell

Clap your hands like you want to join the party or the One you know you ain't met, ring me a bell

Hard licks will get you to the end just like an aborted entry past the womb, same place, nighty day

Hard rocks just blasted apart at the sign of being apart from another thing, millions of miles away.

Knowledge scent, a smell of wisdom means fools' rules are the only thing any idiot wants to know

Meaning the exact opposite of what's been said, being a figure of ridicule to the jokers who riddle

With real subjects & fake objects predicated without any ultimate purpose, nothing at all, in a Void

Bills & fools' gold to pay are what they are, you will die, they'll still be, you won't, be an android.

by

r j j  stephan, i

c.  Saturday 12-16-2023 AD @ 1830 hours

{ #ExpressYourself, drafted while listenin' to #MellowBlues link @ https://youtu.be/1xGzqu5LRRw?si=8NwzLPCXZ5Rbxdn3 }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?

PHILLISTEENS ROCKIN' @RichieStephens

GODS’ AFFIRMING THE NUGATORY, STEPPIN’ IN SOCIETY

Systemic racism being articulated by the inferior minds leftover from the idiot savants’ minds
They know nothing about philosophy, mathematics or science yet they know it all, gold mines
Here’s the DNA message inside of human genome, you’ve forgotten, you’ve lost divine insight
Merely one of the many, here and now & soon to be dead & gone, light turns to night, all right.

Whole shebang disappears once you cease your heartbeat & blood flow from toenails to mind
On the ground or way above the atmospheric pressure that keeps the things downtown to find
Miracles on 3rd Avenue near the old town, it’s a #RushStreet strip of clubs ready to give up gold
Unto emotional rescue offered by the alcohol & squeezings of plants & flowers fire up the old.

Build the bombs that you won’t use to annihilate the entire equatorial system, pole to pole tip
Ego dissolved, money wasted on the lead before it turned to gold, it’s an anomaly of the ship
Full of the rats and grain in the belly of the ship, as it sinks slowly, bow to stern, they ain’t cryin’
It is the food for the fish, from the Bowery to the Taylor Street robots who knife fight with sin.

Shaved the hair off of every meter of skin, slick as the day babies are born, naked to the world
Above and below, everything remains the same, avoid Nothing like the plague, a love unfurled
Ends are identical to the pre-origin of the cosmos, Void, empty of things, concepts to analyze
Until the bottom disappears and you find the struggle is to stay alive; murder food with eyes.

You must eat, you must defecate, you can shut the phuquin up from now until the end’s times
Punks grow from babies into the apes you observe before you, a family, friends & all the foes
Isolate the moment, you’re here, I’m here, we’re present in the moment, stoppin’ on a dime
High above here, you can’t breathe, your heart ceases to beat, blood congeals the pump time.

Hello and goodbye, it could be worse, you may have never been a sage, but you think, ergo
You exist to move, to animate the rocks and mud underfoot, stacking the dirt & glass shards
Where Godzilla and King Kong raid the Far East & force the people to ignite the world’s end
Movie harbinger of mankind’s brave trek in the middle of nowhere, uh may I please offend?

You got lucky to be here, you never know what’s gonna happen the next minute or decade
Accidental or intentional is the nature of the Occult, find this & get self-conscious Kool-Aid
You will need it all from the time you find out the Truth until your last gasp of oxygen’s day
Black night, black knights move in it as if it’s broad daylight, third eye adjustment, I will pay.

All I must do is release the bloodhounds out of the psyche within, I am not in charge of the poll
Or One Mortal Original Sin, Adam & Eve were on their own, obligation to obey their master, Man
God’s apes evolved my arse, I don’t think so, I came from one egg & one gamete from papa’s soul
Dad may not have known, he was the God of my existence, he knows now, pops, RIP has-beens!

Whatever the peach looks like may be what it tastes like, sweeter than sugar pie, a sour anomaly
By the sea, on the coast or in the middle of the dry, dirty red & black rocks, here & now we are
Known & occult data hammering your head into logical conclusions & irrational arguments’ afar
From the actual nature of Reality, nature of this human beast, alive for a spin or two in a Tesla car.

Ready to be set but you’re never, ever gonna go, here to stay in one spot without moving a muscle
Disappearing form fading away right before your very eyes, look in the mirror, reflect your kerfuffle
I am what you are, invisible in a hundred years unless I’m dreaming & sleeping right now, forever
On the other hand, eat, drink & be merry for tomorrow, it’s Luke 12:19, New King James Version. 

Precisely,
“So, I commended enjoyment, because a man has nothing better under the sun than to eat, drink

& be merry; for this will remain with him in his labor all the days of his life which God gives him under the sun.”

Precisely! 

  Master rules Slaves’ Cylinders.

OH NO YOU DIDN’T!

by

 r j j  stephan, i

c.  Mardi, 12-12-2023, @ 711 AMPST

{ Goin’ off cock-sure with this little ditty of #CriticalTheoryOfMe while listenin’ to @Armstrong_GettyRadioShow @kste650AM }

F I N I S 

W.W.A.R.D.?

#RoundYonVirgins #SleepInHeavenlyPeace

PAY BACK YOUR LOAN OR DEFAULT ON GODS’ GOLD

Around in one circle or multiverse infinite circles, either way, it’s going to be the only thing you can do
Bring your books to school as if you’re interested in the holy words you will be putting blind faith into
Truth be told under your breath so that nobody knows you know what it is, let ‘em all delete the logs
Of recorded data from the first to the last day of Earth’s creation post-Bigbang into swamps and bogs.

Highlights of all human beings higher than kites fly, due to kid's Kool-Aid drunk by abandoned creations
Baby boys and girls evolve into men and women, the species is responsible for the entire shebang’s sins
Good, Evil, Ugly or the Beautiful, contribute to the genome’s essence, it’s form is recombined at random
Mixed by sheer chance, met one another by accident, mind melded & married for 70 years of freedom.

Falling up and rising to the down below, no logic, no reason, no way to follow the emptiness of a Void
It’s a construct of abstraction from the shapes of matter right in front of all of our faces, it’s no racism
Is it all too human just as other species follow the same suit, hearts, spades, red or black of the system
Royal flushes of diamonds and clubs spread out to win the kitty, the pot, the whole shebang’s cuboid.

On the honor & glory showered upon the ones who die fighting for the freedom to live without kings
Overhead at night, nothing but a void & atmospheric twinkling, there’s no slinging wings of queens
Out of the back door, there’s nothing but the Green River flowing a steady current night & day go-by
Signs with hands and lips moving with expressions of what hides inside our heads, God told this lie.

Not God’s fault, it’s the nature of the maker of the beasts, lying is just the Truth in reverse, it’s all good
Even if it’s untrue or false, statements of subjects, verbs, predicates & objects are all there is the Empty
Void of all atoms, not even one quark between one twilight zone and another, fools laugh, I laugh, fool
Blowout of the system is hypothetical yet, if you die, if we all die, it’s like it was before conceptual rule.

You wake up, hunt, fish, cook, find someone to love & then you go back to sleep, what else can you do?
For the sake of the Homo Sapiens species, I laugh & cry, I see, listen & feel the love, I tasted Cov19 flu
Ennui took over deep consciousness & failed to reboot the system, lost interest, lost wages, it’s radio free
Catching waves off of the Pacific Palisades or Catalina beaches, I’m hangin’ ten for the sake of my liberty.

When will the Trojan Horse stop it’s entry into the consciousness? Nobody but a chimera & holy ghost
To be or not to be the parents of new children who haven’t been conceived, that’s the question of most
If newborn children don’t get what they deserve, which is a perfect governing body of this holy bubble
Then the old, ancient survivors who made it through blood, sweat & tears will inherit the dirty rubble.

Outside the building, it’s completely dark like Outerspace when you get out of Earth’s stratosphere
Building with stones, bricks, straw, sticks and the mud give a temporary reprieve from natural care
Being in constant defense mode from the predators that will kill & eat you & I, just the good meat
Given the following, nothing will matter in a hundred years, just keep movin’ your flatfooted feet.

On nobody’s road but my own, I saw a crossroad & I took the left fork, right fork was a dead=ender
Fiddlesticks needed to bang on the drums & pick guitar strums, don’t fret, bass player troublemaker
Daughters and sons are locked up together in the same bedrooms, no reason for sleeping him/her
Not married and not related to one another, a gaggle of paupers’ children, hippy long hair carpenter.

Boots on the ground, toes spit shined, laces crossed for combat, here come the frostbitten big toes
Marginal or substantial, either way when it’s over it’s over, there’s no reprieve, no replay of the foes
Win or lose, it’s a game with rules that are made to be broken by the cool cats & the dirty dogs of Ga
Divine & all too human at one & the same time, like a dream within a dream, a tale of Poe & my papa.

Wrote it down before I forgot but I forgot where I wrote it, could have been tryin’ to start an idiot fad
Monkeys & other apes are capable of the same, reading & writing of conceptual analyses, good or bad
Break something else, it’s too calm in the room, bring on a new conundrum for the pity party to brood
In the mud, blood & cold beer exists the woes of humanity, this temporary lapse of reason’s bad mood.

Rising out of the thick ooze comes just one DNA cell, left over from the Big Bang, the rocks all rolled
Split the nucleus and then smashed it back into itself causing an explosion to split Earth’s leftover ash
Without the H2O on the planet, this rock is just a jagged fragment of a blown material world’s cache
Now, never before now, ever, now then, breathe in, breathe out, it’s the #Payback of God’s fool’s gold.

Behold the high place is above the low place except when it’s upside down, reversed is true as I fall
I don’t want a thing, I don’t know like you know what some woman has conjured up for a spell brew
Yet, I drink ‘til I’m drunk & as I pass out from being too #Woke, hit my head & lost my marbles, a few
Leftover supper & a few cat’s eyes to lose, I got in the game & lost it all, I’m out, I’m in, I am the ball!

Hurry to the end, I’m getting’ chilly and my spine is tellin’ the truth, #CoverItUp or you’ll lose the hit
Paying sweet change to buy the motherlode, got a contract to collect upon my death, it’s sweet S#it
So, taxpayers paid for your bachelor’s & master’s degrees, but I personally paid for your PhD’s hair
Not as easy as it looks, crackin’ books, crammin’ for midterms and finals, sleepin’ in the library chair.

Afterall, it is all about the benjamins, no more nor less than that, on the other hand, it may be a ruse
From high above our station, above our pay grade, beyond the comprehension of men in gym shoes
Not important for you to copy the notions with your own twist, rather imagine your own, all bull-she
Anyway you look at it, any angle from any room in any house on any continent, mountaintop to sea.

Pain morphs into suffering after it’s no longer an issue, just a memory of the feeling in reality’s fake
Like it’s happening again when it’s no longer an issue since it’s a ghost tale for a shovel and a rake
Orphans have babies & pretend that the ancestors are known, yet they’re unknown, faceless smoke
A photograph or portrait of the form of the shape of the being, known as ma, pa, brother or sis folk.

Better to breathe in and out than to cease breath altogether, it’s a life ace in the hole, hold it & die
Not that anyone desires death but we’ve all gotta go someday, some sooner and some later to fly
Up and away from this plane’s flat, gravitational pull on our souls, whatever is inside, will get out
Like that, snap of a finger & ouila! Fait Complet & there’s nothing more to say, I Twist & I Shout!

 

by

r j j  stephan, i

c.  Lundi, 12-11-23 Anno Domini @ 911 PMPST

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W.W.A.R.D.?