LA FLACA, ANKH OF HER, PECAN NENA #AsAboveItIsBelow #WORDup

Ankh of LA flaca, pecan nena

Once upon my time, not yours, his or hers, my time, there were three bears in a cave
Simple minds not in the species who only cared about hunting, eating it all, a last rave
You were always as hot as a pistol, suddenly you’ve become cold as 2 frozen icecaps
Coast to coast and pole to pole, all 360 degrees about the lump of star debris, he raps!

Word, phrases, sentence, paragraph, chapter, volume, period, comma, question bang
Shot from a barrel of monkeys who never knew they were extinct in a cosmic egg thing
Played games from the womb to a tomb, ate the hot salsa for the Hades of it all, I sing
No matter, comrade you’re just an amigo & brother from another mother, drank Tang.

Only you knew before I knew, once we were both on the same page, one of us had to go
Many cannot keep the species from becoming extinct, y’all wanna kill & eat the show
At the point you triangulate upon this square deal, you’ll be the angle, line & the point
Three dimensional to four to keep the liars honest, squeezing the head into a tiny joint. 

Hurry before you seize your engine’s system, mind game over & done, it’s a smoke fear
Dying to get in, attempting a return to the unmoved mover’s suit of armor, a naked soul
Generated germs from germs from the Big Bang until right here, right now, planet 2024
Larger than Life itself, once you fly out the stratosphere, astronauts all know The Door.

As for us all, all gas mixed Magic & entertained random notions of fancied new Mexico
Here and now as it’s always been & always will be, presence of the Zeppelin Lead Gold
Beats and rhythm that you cannot impede from causing your nervous system, no hablo
Tappin’ toes, movin’ feet, legs, hands, arms, synching 208 bones, hotter than ice cold.

Day you die, it’s comin’ today, tomorrow or any other day than yesterday, gonna offend
Keep your memory in mind once your heart stops, it will fade to black in a NYC minute
Don’t laugh or cry, y’all gonna die, big thing, wide awake at a funeral y’all won’t attend
All messed up as the singular moment of the Big Bang when All was One’s scuttlebutt.

Unfree will, free choice, freebies of every category are not without an acceptable cost
At one life, all one in a holy hole in the fabric of the dimension’s time out, a twitter post
For your edification’s ethical offense, you can’t get over it without callin’ out the posse
All to come up with a way to kill all loose cannons, delete the fuzz of what chit to seize.

Holy I don’t see since I got to the bottom of the mystery, an empty vault of a holy ghost
I will not use the language to disguise the Truth, it’s not my mission assigned by Power
What I am is all I can be after 1 initial conception of the gamete & egg, tiny womb room
Smaller than a speck, fleck or shard of RNA’s DNA for the sake of survival, job blower.

Not many of the ones around here, boys and girls who can merge & succeed at the flow
Moving the bones’ magnetism every day & night until the dam impedes the spirit show
Fire & ice are the only two extremes, not good & evil, not God & Devil, just mankind ID
Fur off a hairless ape, only Fire & pure luck caused the survival for the two-handed kid.

Since it took two to tango, it is impossible that the First Man was not born from Woman
Don’t be backward dude, what would you think if you had an immaculate conception?
You’d be God’s begotten since Everything has a Cause except One God dreaming This
You finally realize what I’ve been saying all along, WTF up, Life’s a mega Sloe Gin Fizz.

Never too high or drunk so that my mind can’t pivot in a flash, to avoid death’s last tap
I ain’t gonna wait for that, it’ll come when the Time is up, I have no control, I’m all out
Sing, play the game with rules nobody follows, ready, set & go to the finish line’s crap
Rolling sevens & elevens because the die are loaded with high IQ funk, phuq a doubt.

Dear to you & me, an impediment to the extraterrestrials nobody can engage in doubt
Stuck with occult mythology & eventual corpus dillecti burned or buried as a last blow
Nobody has the fault but me, I conceived me, I bore me, I raised me, it’s all my Karma
Fire until it’s annihilated as above, so it is below, tombstone says, #GodGold #ImOUT!

Eat, drink & be merry for today may be the last day of your presence, attention please?
Knowing nothing but Wisdom of being aware that you’re a mortal, animal on the move
As you are aware, fuel you eat & drink, if fortunate to have a mama, limits the hot burn
Nurturing at mammary glands or not, there’s a formula to infuse minerals’ vitality love.

Stay after the party is over, clean the mess & reorder the chaos, appreciated by the kin
Who look at your lead and leftover examples they experience as their order of things
Knowledge, Wisdom, Ignorance, shift their commodity within form, shaped mortal sin
Always winning at the end of the game, knowing that while playing, that’s everything!

by
r j j stephan, i
c. Samedhi, March 1st MMXXV @ 1111 AMPST
{ Dread leaked out of the sieve while listenin’ to #LaFlaca in a loop at youTube link @ https://youtu.be/LiSFAaOJUnw }

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

"FIGHT FIGHT FIGHT !" -- @DonaldJTrump #ItsJustImpossible @PerryComo

GODS’ CIELO A LA a fly on the wall in HADES

Freaks came all out in the day and went to sleep at night, with a bogymen

Function of the Calculus & pie in a red sky, as cracked up to be, a clear skin

Looking down upon a dirty, filthy Earth from 8 miles high, every Man is gone

Literally no one form can be seen once you’re high enough, downhills’ fun.

Your mother-in-law died at childbirth, hence your lover’s aborted, gone forever

No finding miserable, dead mothers in the Earth, buried or cold, scattered ash

Mental cases of psychological failure to adapt to the common ground of powers

Bring home run-aways to folks who vainly attempted to apply discipline flowers.

Proof of the backlash that smarty-pants can’t carry the day of the fools in paradise

Extinction is the only option, of the notions that #Woke is less than a choke, all lies

But and just because you are above the fray, this has no effect on your affection sins

Love the knowledge of good & the evil, love the intercourse’s creation orgasm jinn.

Three wishes should take care of every want and need in the genome of Cro-Magnon

It has no preference, it’s not human, as we are all too human, humanity of frolic & fun

In the Ends of the Void or Origins of the Singularity Black Hole, God will skip the class

You may not have known where the door is inside your mind’s eye, sweet piece of ass!

Hurting yourself and hurting any other living thing on Earth is a karma offensive soiree

Find your honey spot where you’d least expect it, always in your blind spot, I can’t see

Last resort of the viral bacterial infections of the form of beings that appear so paused

Baby zygotes morphed into rigor mortis corpses that turn into the scat they’ve caused!

Purple blues, shredded the axes and beat the tom-toms until Cinderella turned royal

Prince in the purple, same old human skin & bones, half-life a century to give or take it

Mother’s womb to grandfather’s tomb, weeping tears, gnashing teeth, God’s blue ball

Mush mash morphed into hash, fired up, smoked bowl hookah, it’s vanished, I’m all…

Time tells the whole story but the future must first turn present to become the Past

Uncommon as a mutant, recombinant recessive gene has entered the food chain

For better or worse there comes a time when the Far Side is more funny than grits

It’s all hee-haw & major guffawing at the punch line’s twisted absurdity, nice teats.

Dream of flows from tragedy or comedy IRL & there’s no use for another tune to sing

Come here today and leave here tomorrow, it happens both here & there, I say shoot

What do you say? What do you think or maybe you don’t think at all, therefore caput

Funk of the cosmos is what the atoms’ essence codes, the God, the gods or Nothing.

I sipped my glass of wine slowly, it was my last drink before my final night in paradise

Ancestors came & went & I am following the suit, trump me if you’ve trump, got aces

Pairs up two by two until only mavericks are leftover, find all the lost package traces

Supply the proof of the final disposition of the cosmos, it’s blind faith in rollin’ dice.

Compare your soul to the emptiness you recall before your conception in mothers

If you cannot remember, read all about it in the library full of bound, paper fathers

Minny & mighty mice having a nervous breakdown due to a cheese shortage, sisters

Gimme back my bullets, gunpowder is a Chinese concoction, we’re all One brothers.

Picked cherries, spit out all pits, Joan of Arc was burnt at the stake due to warrior hits

On the other hand, I will not be taken naked, in shackles over my dead body, bull S#its

Gods built the dams through the all too human hands that found H2O is Life itself, US

From the empty vacuum of Origin, an almighty First Cause disappeared, left on a bus.

I secured the border of Home, the barrier fence surrounds my compound, alarms set

The pain and suffering has infiltrated every face on every head on Earth, elder to infant

Concentrate, what’s your next step, don’t move until you have a plan, don’t waste debt

Use Time efficiently, for survival or extinction of the species, kill the creep that crept.

Who has the power to control Time & Space, nobody you know, no one alive anywhere

Prick your ears up and put the pricks in their places, they know that they’re all in there

Before anyone drops a dime on you, comprehend the causes and find no first one at all

Hades’ hell-no but Cielo god-yes, punks are divine gold from a creator of Spring & Fall.

Apes are loose, runnin’ shows on every continent via pretenders all too human spin

Better that everyone doesn’t know the truth, in fact it’s better that nobody knows sin

United your states of illusion into a big ball of confusion to make a point crystal clear

Electric shocked the brain, LSD tripped your mind & your ass followed, killed my fear.

by

r j j stephan, i

c. Dimanche, BLOVEMBER Xth MMXXIV Anno Domini @ 111 PMPST

{ Drafted by being silent like a #BigBang, drafted this piece while jammin’ to ACDC WereAllGonnaDie on youTube link @https://youtu.be/f6cJZJnri3o?si=xJsuu9h_oyGUHn3h }

#ShipAhoy etc, etc, etc ad infinitum . . .

HOW T.F. LONG WILL YOU PRETEND THAT YOU KNOW?

From the first day that Earth was captured around the Sun’s magnetic field of dreams

There have been a number of conundrums and without being specific yet, this is the One

Which cannot be fixed with any reasonable, logical solution other than extinction of Man

Knowing and understanding the fact of Earth Life is all you need to survive momentum.

Just as your own ancestors and not yet living descendants will discover, This Is It, done

Nothing you can do about it other than be upset that you & your teachers were deceived

By the wonder of being alive, as if in a dream of gargantuan proportions, follow and lead

Into the fire pit of the ending, the supernova and singularity of being this thing itself, son.

Now then, here & right this very moment you’ve had a come to sweet Jesus-Buddha sin

Blind faith that you’re related to the divinity that’s been invisible since Day One, my spin

In an elliptical revolution like #9, the one The Beatles scratched into my Marantz T-table

Blasted the pioneer speakers with amplified injection of electric venom, ‘X’ on the label.

Prickin’ your ears up like you’ve heard some predator making noise to warn of a coming

Out of the darkness or the light, it depends on the hunger and thirst of the jungle bungler

Fear and trust depending on the things coalescing into a cohesive group of misfit tricks

Paid injections of venom to get the kid’s paychecks & loan notes for 4-wheel drive kicks.

Moron apes have no idea why they're hungry-mad at one another, illiterate illegitimates

How they survive without a modicum of resourcefulness is beyond the pale of high crimes

Now, misdemeanors are wrong but out of the perpetrator’s control, it is a causeless fate

Like it or not, you’ll die & be blamed or credited with “the nonsense,” ergo, a raider rate.

Persuasive argument to justify the ends and the means of production, on the scale tips

Educated in deep diving down under the sea-surface to get to the bottom silt of the GIFs

Coming in and out of the woodwork, in or out of the cave, a hut or condo, above & below

Having the Time in this Space to be consciously aware of your nature, that’s a gift, AHO!

The jets are made for the Jetsons and the Jeffersons, future and past times are unreality

Only the Present which is so fleeting that it’s gone an instant after its arrival, so, so silly

Yet here we go again, a situational comedy on a stage with dialogues between the things

Languages of all humans included, first, last, everything is all about the queens & kings.

Tricks of the magicians who could show you, so what disappears before your very eyes?

Nothing, just like the stuff that was there before your folks conceived you between thighs

Reason’s why the One is chosen because there’s only One asleep & dreaming this truce

Can’t call it fiction because it’s unprovable, Blind Faith, Clapton, Baker & Bruce.

Prehistoric without narrative, boneyards pictographic scribble on cave walls above doubt

Which rain flooded up lowlands up to the foothills, in time dried up nearly into a drought

Continued to be you and me when we’ve bit the dust millennia ago, we’re mere statistics

Compelled by an RNA program to survive to be the most efficient forms' bones & sticks.

#1 We were here, this is our scribbled memory of being alive 'fore we died, above all fear

Scared of nothing but a stronger being attempting to kill & eat my knife arms are eclectic

For a hunter who thinks I am prey, hope you can pray before you find an unholy Maker

Called The One who existed before the sun’s planets followed electrolyte paths, Navy pier.

No hints about your secrets that you’ll never, ever disclose, even if I nailed it exactly right

What happened when you were too young to know better, you had blind faith outta sight

Removed with stolen valor pretending to be a hero when really you may be a villain ho

Deserve nothing more nor less than dire straits y'all immersed within, whistle & blow.

by

r j j stephan, i

c.  Vendredi, ROCKTOBER ONE-ONE, MMXXIV Anno Domini 911 AMPST

{ Infinity monitored as this piece was drafted while jammin’ to #FJBIDO @Ted_Nugent LIVE link @ https://youtu.be/nAATgDrb45k }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?

#DryAsABone #WaitinToWadeInTheRainWater #HereComesGodsWORD #WADE in #IT #H2OGod #KebMo #EvaCassidy @PabloPicasso

WADING IN H2O, AWAITING DIHYDROOXY BAPTISM

Sssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss

Nothing itself moves me at the gates of hell too, yet there’s no other place above or below

Kill a switch is a bit different than the switch mama axed me to pick from the squash patch

Discipline baptized and confirmed in my communion & confession, to be Catholic, attaboy

From K.C. to Providence and back down & over to Houston & San Diego’s ocean gods, ahoy!

Hollywood could have slipped you a Mickey and you didn’t have any idea, you cancelled life

Died and left your place in Space, where gravity & centrifugal forces merged in a holy orbit

Elliptical wonder, no traffic in the way or in the wake, found in broken xy water of yo’ mama

Perfect punk you evolved from that zygote, innocent & aware of Presence, future’s pastime.

Full Monty or just a quick trip to Big Sur & Monterey’s peninsula jutting out from Mendocino

It ain’t there man, it’s San Ysidro or up north of Weed, I forgot the CIA & FBI harmed my soul

Silenced by the gold, called the Silence itself golden, as if White Noise is Nothing, I am free

Israelites or Pleiadeans who came & went above & below It, a meteor of prophetic folklore.

Soulful spirit ghost without matter, an invisible, imaginary vision of smoke and mirror hype

Now you know you forgot or just purged from your recollection for survival, pipe dream type

Kidding you like being in the confessional with an imaginary Jesus in the dark, I’m sorry man

You spent a lot of Jack on edumacating, that parochial papacy, served mass, all too human.

Burnt up tryin’ to enter this atmosphere, you’re here, gates of hell we remain ‘til dyin’ days

Enjoy the ride, rocket ship or snail pace, escape the 208 bones & that’ll be all of it’s phase

Apes apparently naked, exposed the wrap of the organic matter, skull and bones of ladies

Born through a womb of troubled ova invaded by a chilled out galactic system, yo’ mama.

Peeled back the onion skin and the exposure of the middle gets the last laugh, hear gods

Hosting everything between the TNT and the Supernova, implosion comin’ Black Hole Ids

Ego merge with the fire, you know that’s hot like the girls you thought wanted some head

False alarm ad infinitum, wade in the H2O, you can’t swim, you’ll breath in H2O, Be dead.

Scream silently & you’ll see you’re underwater, nobody gives a hoot that you’re even alive

Bubble escaping with the last of the holy air that’s only above but not below the sea level

No fish out alive in the air, no animals but porpoises, dolphins & whales be jellyfish amigos

Snakes and eels, sure there’s the amphibious & intergalactic traveling DNA funk, I suppose.

Hard or soft are the poprocks turned into lava & meteor platinum like there’s no tomorrow

Man, there ain’t any a tomorrow the day after you die, woman, man & every little thing, now

Be done, be prepared, as if you’re the scout you’ve been trained to be, at one as a machine

Corner of each block’s edge, 4 bases intersected, dead ended by two jiggers of moon shine.

Waded in the mudhole’s water, t’was thick up to my shins, only 4 feet deep, baby shot a gun

Baptized by the host of planetary life, a hawk turned up the heat in eagle’s nest of flim flam

Bizarre is merely the unfamiliar to the naïve and innocent, faultless with no harm done, son

Even if there was a modicum of harm done, nobody GAF because nothing matters, damn!

Imagine that you were just fine last evening & then out of nowhere, your hurricane comes

In & out of town in a New York Minute, like Dorothy in the Wizard of OZ witch broom bombs

In the rear-view mirror or on the horizon, it’s Space’s Earth, spinnin’ yarn out of prison Time

Horrible or wonderful, it’s One’s alternative at this point of being at the scene of the crime.

Part of the whole in a fraction of the computation, juxtaposed upon peanut butter biscotti

Form of the shaped thing isn’t crucial to value, alpha-computer chip will part the Red Sea

Prima face in the right place at the right time to absorb & incorporate one Optimus prime

Fond of living and freedom from indentured servitude, which is an IOU, pitstop on a dime.

Funk on Broadway or depression down & out on Main Street, hobo like your inner voice

A disembodied consciousness’ disruption discussion regarding the nature of free choice

Either you believe you have it or you don’t and there’s no middle road between extremes

One way or another, bullseye is dialed in for a no-miss hit with eyes wide open to memes.

I paid but you may not have so I took credit for paying your tab, so you’d save face I guess

Pride and random luck of the draw yields a bet, a raise, a call & what you see what you got

Ace high flush, beats your three ladies and pair of cowboys kickin’ I the stall, joker might

Putting the liquid with the dense matter, masticated inorganic anti-matter in injected TNT.

Transformation of substance’s essence happens the moment you eat the whole shebang

Hosted enculturation of the petri-dish full of random pools of ectoplasm in uteri’s play skit

Trembling from fingers onto toes, never more nervous than the first time you find the coitus

Necessary condition to lure each & every one of the x’s & y’s to merge the mix in DNA pus.

Fickle finks from Philadelphia without a first clue to reason why they sleep & dream, a jig

Jumpin’ up and down, all around the mulberry bushes and wherever there is no more, dig

Lures casted upstream for the trip along the bottom of the slag from the mountaintop H2O

Melted snow from the oceans and rivers of a million years, more or less, it’s a put-on flow.

Done it all because it had to be done, a gravitational collapse is immanent & in the mix up

When the black hole pulls the far out rocks back to the origin, the ‘x’ Singularity’s tea cup

Eggs mitotically dividing without conception of genome, all sex & candy, immaculate son

Like Jesus & the saints who nearly became angels before they fell into Hell with the demon.

No imagination, it’s all reality which has nothing imagined, the real is not imagined, but wait

If impossible to imagine something, how can a fantasy of a phantasm be deemed, The Deal

The unreal remains after bodies die of disease or worn-out old age of the machine’s organs

Souls making one no bigger than either one, asses parked in Space that’s momentarily real.

The olden days that nobody recorded because they were illiterate with no in cursive or print

Hence, lost wisdom and knowledge left in fragments transferred to leaf of the trees, Mint

Gold value to diamonds self-worth, partner on my finger to remind me I’m betrothed to Her

My lady, po’ kid her father raised to find me, here & now, to fulfill the destiny of a twin tower.

by

r j j stephan, I

c.  Vendredi, ROCKTOBER IV^th, MMXXIV Anno Domini @ 111 PMPST

{ Drafted while jammin’ to @BrooksAndDunn jammin’ #Maria on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/fZSiBj4vCiY?si=I9BhnLJf6ImdGpcb }