pi is 3.14 ... I need some cherry pie now! @ThePoynters #NeutronDance @BlueCheer #SummertimeBlues

{ (above fEEtage shot from my android on the outside patio of our room) MY WIFE #CarolAnn ON A @PRINCESS CRUISE TO ALASKA }

YOUR INNER GREEN APPELLaa

Being all uncertain is innocence of the facts of life, it’s the nature of the beast

Mothers inject you with the venom you get hooked upon, the teat milk breast

In the end, rejected by the attraction, we don’t fight for it, it disappears quickly

They hate US & allies too, an inevitable stench of bodily functions ceasing at sea.

Throw you in the ocean for fish food, they’ll eat anything as dead as a phantasm

In a bitter end, cadaver odor smells nothing like apples, peaches or cherry pie

One piece of a pie isn’t enough until the whole thing itself disappears, gods die

In reality or in a dream, either way, it comes & it goes as quickly as an orgasm.

Puns in the name of playing with the mind to see if you can be fooled by a fool

Laughing at yourself or someone else isn’t a full-blown command, it’s just a tool

To fix broken minds that got hurt and disappointed by expectations non-material

Up & down a hill like Jack & Jill for a pail of water, we gotta give, so we give it all.

Hell ain’t hot because it’s far away from the stars & sun, it’s gotta be innermost

Acting or at rest without moving a muscle, either way that’s all you have is time

Until the day you die, that last moment won’t stop you from success, so get it on

Faith in blind words that have no reference to life’s Earth, somewhere in heaven.

Optimus Prime means the first best thing is the thing itself, origin of matter I am

Egg in a womb, gamete swimmin’ upstream with or without the will of the host

Obscenity is unseen, unknown, undetectable yet, it’s the nature of a beast, boy

Courage to fight ‘til you can fight no longer, never win or lose what God damned.

Heart & soul, spirit and flesh’s bones. are all in for the duration of the fandango

Bought an argument, hook, line & sinker, logic & reason to the home on mango

Vibrations are good and bad but at least they’re vibrating, silence disguises it all

Drunk on weed and alcohol, tweaked the waking and walking on cloud 9’s Fall.

What if you woke up & found out that life was the dream, it would kill your Con

Confidence in the rotten fruit that rats reject on the ground, seeds rotting, man

You can’t believe the incredible unless you’re a dupe & stupid moron, I’m a fan

Wise owls passed along the problem’s answers, fixed the watchtower, it is done!

Bare backs ridden until they break from the white man’s burden, Ethiopian byte

Inherited the DNA, it’s a pariah from the denizens of mud, blood & high life beer

Guess wrong & it’s your curtains comin’ down on your stage, your play’s all over

Pine is smoked, it’s a euphemism for burning leaves inhaled to heighten insight.

Perfectly odd set of everything that doesn’t fit in the puzzle, got my zipper down

Clothed ala head to toe, cap to sandals, quadriplegic body of the all too human

Projected conception, aborted consciousness’ reincarnated human god

Why change evolution with aborted, fetid fetus of Woman’s inner sanctum pod.

Torn by the tour of duty I volunteered for, the enemy came for my uniform ranks

Merely a conscript volunteer for the abuse of the technical instructors, got dank

Fear & loathing, peace & violence fix it all, terminator assaulters of hominid hair

All the bad guys and bad girls know I’m comin’, I may be late, but I Will Be There.

High times for High crimes hidden within the foul fissures of grey material mind

Comin’ for the innards of the Trojan Horse in a minute, all bad boys we will find

Girls will all be sterilized, this species will become extinct, there’s no other way

It’s narrow, step away at your peril, walk or crawl, running will blow you away.

Fear the feeling, fear the thoughts coming in and out of your mind, getting even

No compromise for the phase of life ending, firing of neurons in every red vein

Find the evil and reverse the letters into “l I v e” & never allow evil spirit to be

Alive and free to mock the anti-gravity blow jobs of mankind, extinct humanity.

Gold mined, bitcoin, big bucks of greenbacks and digital wallets full of credit chit

Mirror your image makes two of you, pour double on the rocks, I’ll finish the skit

Program arrested my attention, data auto-generated to obliterate the scat bull

Savior sved the savings, the check cleared the bank, extinction is Void Survival.

BY

r j j stephan, i

c. Lundi, August 26th MMXXIV Anno Domini @ 444 PMPST

{ Drafted in utero, then unaborted, born to woman 8-27-1951, lucky to have been here for a NY minute, drafted this while jammin’ to @CharlieParker #JamSession on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/KXP84ijiLbg  }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?

WHERE I COME FROM

HARVEY WALLBANGER

Arrowsmith but there's also @Aerosmith #1981tTOP40 ... PETTING PARTIES KILLED MY SPUNK in 1965 A.D. I will find you!

SOME OLD NEWS FOR ME, THE DEAF & DUMB
Got cold beer in the ice chest, we’re wettin’ lines in the pond, bobbers goin’ up & down too
Just like the old days before we graduated from summer high school, on to another Frosh pool
Of boys and girls 17 to 19, onto 20 & 21…grad school to 23 or 25, never worked, teach stipend
Influenced the thought content assigning the reading & discussion of the same old, same old.

Fools run in where angels thought quicksand didn’t need to be for fallen souls already gone
One step beyond the shore where you can’t look back to see what disappeared into thin air
Used or new, matter and energy have no influence over the rigor mortis’ verve, out of there
Just like rocks rollin’ out of the volcano holes, lava’s tiny squirts of unscientific, fictional fear.

Scared of dying, scared of living alone, you and the others inside, the Id, the Super Ego & you
Up and down for the heads to bob over where my space is, five or six square feet, stand-down
Group of One’s dairy queen’s, the cows producing milk without calves, all too humane, dead
Naked as skin can be seen it it’s colored forms, with the hair, no white, brown or red of head.

You’ve been trippin’ since that first hit of LSD your “friend” popped into your big mouth at 16
This whole world still appears to be the flashback in loop, living forever even turnin’ hat-tricks
Winning or losing at games that have no rules other than the ones in the box, Jane’s & Dick’s
All in your face when you win and in a funk for days when you lose, no kissin’ #Juneteenths.

High down & low unto the ceiling, downtown and uptown, down and up country, alive, asleep
Day is a spin around to the night’s darkness, turned mama Earth’s face away, to grow so deep
Below the core, inside of the magnetic vibrations, like you get sitting on the beach, in the sand
Dunes of moons put it all to rest, all there is, sunny stardust, in & out of This Downfall of Man.

I drank the alcohol, the brain malfunction was addictive, helped bring you back, so way gone
I smoked the leaf, whacked my mind’s eye back into the cerebellum for keeps, made me moan
Fine or not, it’s the way it is, I got high, you got high, we’ll get to the end just to drop the dye
Stoned and rockin’ on the slide, gliding to the finish line, it’s comin’ up ahead, even gods die.

You and the whiskey are talkin’ to me from Tennessee or California, and it don’t matter either
Could have been a dream, it’s just a recollection of causes and effects of scat that don’t matter
To the wavelengths and frequencies, I raise my glassful of Tequilla that comes out of hindsight
Eagles fly and they die too, alive from fertilized egg to the extinct feathers & animated flight.

Monsters underneath my bed when I was seven or eight, angels & devils came out church
Taught me to speak Latin and serve mass to the masses, honor priests, cardinals’ dad-pope
My mines full of emptiness I relish and have no problem hiding in plain sight, invisible chill
Drunk? I’ve been. High-Mind? #FlashBack runs in a loop, I am, I think, at least I’m all cool!

In bed with the evil that eat you bones and all, they don’t care if you’ve got a PhD, masters
Treasure is the place that you’ve got to flee from, to get away from the stench’s poison water
It kills your kids & your horses, you let them drink first and they die, you got no ride, no kid
Now, the hot heat’s on cold, frozen ice until there’s a cure for the disappearance of spirit-Id.

Until then, make amends, all needs to be even-steven, you can’t bring a knife to a gunfight
Know what I mean, or the disadvantage will result in your last breath in history, out of light
Heartbeats and thoughtful renderings of inner feelings that resist expression, hard rocker
Told me lyrics to rhythm’s rhymes and meanings of thoughts that disappear in a thin air.

Resist the attraction as you must, if you submit to the magnetic pull, y’all will immerse
Within the heavy metal sight and sound that tastes & smells like it feels, it feels adverse
So unfavorable in fact, that even though you aren’t aware, you and everyone are #AtOne
Try to be that way when you’re already there, fool’s errand, sleepin’ in a desert, my Son!

by
r j j stephan, i
c. Thursday, June 20, 2024 A.D. @ 111 PMPST

{ Crafted this 2-a-day GEM while jammin’ to @JimiHendrixBlues on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/TG5KkY6idyE?list=OLAK5uy_lwNlG5KASFF8t6Ea5wdoBil7oARJ9ImL8 }

c. Jeudi, June XXth MMXXIV Anno Domini @ 311 PMPST

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?

YOU GOT SOME OLD NEWS FOR ME, I'M DEAF & DUMB

#MounntainDew or #Dye or #BeStardust #WoodstockBoy

 

GOT WHAT I PUT INTO THE WHOLE SHEBANG

Timing is everything in Space, a long, long time ago before all humans became evil reasons
All due to the least likely to survive, unfit beings saved to reproduce species’ extinction sons
The fix was in before anybody knew it, you’re dreaming of the thing itself, dead ended love
One way to go full speed ahead, nobody goes backward, God’s no reversal of heaven above.

From hot water, H2O pair of oxy-hydro ash of the end of this solar system’s carbon quake
Cause of the first time an atom split is your conscious wokeness of the pain that baby’s fake
Crying crocodile tears in the swamp bog as if there’s a way to return to the beginning dawn
In the final spin of the darkness enveloping blown atomic light, great awakening you pawn.

No king and no queen, no bishop, cardinal or neophyte son of idiots & morons, too human
Above it’s dark, below it’s dark, in a closet it’s dark, after your death of bones, it’s still man
No pins dropping to spoil the roar of empty, dead air, no idyll chit chat with your best boon
Higher than the lowlife on the bottom of a bog, below a swamp’s things themselves’ moon.

It is what it is, I am what I am, you’ll never know how much I really care about surviving
Will to the power for aid in the success comes from some great grandfathered-in original G
Hot or cold out of the faucet, wet water drank and rinsed all in and out of my filthy crying
Wasting tears on wasted nights and days, revolving the rotation & wobble, infinity’s thing.

Before and after the misconception, it’s creative license to apply linguistic uncertainty et al
For you, your ancestral descendants & God there’s nothing more nor less than we ever see
You get it all in the matter material things with material girls and boys in the rockin’ band
Mild and harsh, as above so below, healed the deaf and dumber 20/20 vision of Ayn Rand.

What you do with your life is already your destiny, there’s no free will in the egg conception
Survival in darkness for a year or so means nothing at all when all Truth displays the dawn
Where I come from, there’s deadened Earth, cool wind and hot fire, move like a king pawn
Sixty-four squares on the plane’s 3rd dimension, wavelength of the 3-D, impossibility of sin.

Create the things, you are responsible for everything the things do & say, war kills things
Battle to keep the peace, knock off the disagreement with the enhancement of three rings
One or two rings aren’t sufficient, the third is a necessary condition to keep up the flow
Middle path goes one way with no return or turnabout, I am the only one I am, now blow!

For the sake of the grandfathers and grandmothers who got us here by hook or by crook
Before you could disobey the rules you needed to know the punishment, avoid pain hook
Nobody I ever knew liked the pain, punishment for the punishers, warn the fool monkey
Skullcaps cry ‘cause you spanked ‘em, so just die, after or before Time’s up, skeleton key.

Games without the rules aren’t games but that chaos can’t be avoided, played hard ball
Nothing soft about the round projectiles, need a glove to catch, bat to smash a strike call
Colloquialism just an idiom of my handy locutions of word salad & dressing to sixty nines
Thrown out the club, threw up in the gangway, drank ‘til drunk, I died, now it’s just fine.

I think I died but I still wanted one more drink, wasn’t inebriated any longer#, just Woke
Up or down makes no difference when you’re on the surface of the spin, lookin’ like a dope
Energy fully engaged, blown to smithereens, what you see is what you get, now don’t choke
Swallow the wad, it’s gonna go through the stellar system, I’m the hangman with the rope!
by

 r j j stephan, i

c.  Mercredi, June V^th, MMXXXXIV Anno Domini @ 111 PMPST

{ Kicked out the jam while listenin’ to @Everlast #GrammasHand
on youTube link https://youtu.be/4f-PVsqtzVU }

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

@TheRollingStones #Concert2024 L I V E #SCORE #YO #ANG #YIN #YANG

sssssssssssSNAKEsssssssssss

THUNDER THURMAN THEOLOGY

Some girls and most boys get together for a moment in Time for copulation’s tidy purpose

Intent forces the Will to allow random gene manipulation, supernatural dolphin-porpoise
One who holds breaths of air in to explore the depths of the sea in dark underwater holes
Say your name out loud, it’s different when you hear souls of others in time call your name.

Tempting no one but your true self, not the false prophetic self in your soul’s noggin-cream
It’s a dream within a “Poe” epic dream that doesn’t seem to be as real as a film on a screen
All a confabulation sequence inside of your cranium, as a computer works it’s 1’s & 0’s as is
A random holy hole made with a puncture-point of imaginary targets with bull’s eyes kisses.

Watch the seconds tick by in a figurative way, passing the Tee Time in between making Time
Shot 36 holes yesterday next to the Pacific Coast, the greens’ holes all had magnetic rhyme
No putt was too long or just short, everything my stroke touched created magical thumps
Rain clouds on the horizon but the sun and moon take them away in a gravitational rhyme.

Bringing the happy down to the sad rising of the dead from the graves of the collapsing fire
End of Days, the living and the dead return to the inactive Void, call the One, the only Liar
Pretending that you are no more than subatomic flesh & bones, can’t see the unholy spirit
Words are all I offer, meaning is for the eye of a high beholder, all the dead get a candle lit.

Think I thought fun would be to pretend life was just a dream you have before you wake up
Get Woke and that’s not the way but if you Wake Up, the mind & body reap the soul’s cup
Running over with the wisdom and knowledge which passed in and out of the ancestral Id
One love, all humans, one God, all three in one form of molecular presence, shaped a kid.

Here, there & everywhere we speak stringing nouns and verbs upon modifiers mothering
Predicate this object and in due haste, the pain & suffering reminding you of self-loathing
Never accepting the mortal facts of life due to behavioral modification of parochial profs
Nuns, priests, laymen & laywomen all produced the product, I am One, I love the scoffs.

Normally or not, this is all you’ve got to work with to decipher the code of @Hammurabi282
In addition, a Cheyenne legend of Wihio, the trickster wise fool/hero villain just trippin’ too
Common sense reveals that your pending doom is Doom of the whole world as we know it
Just blind faith forcing happiness’ temporal presence, engaging the egg in the womb & teat.

At the speed of light, matter may move from one point to another in a flash of a blinked eye
Woman in the middle of a Time Warp, meets the future & past motion of an Earthman sigh
Call the attraction to put conception on the agenda maybe Lust, Love or an expensive milk
Meaning is every gamete’s being conceived, deceived & dying to get into heavenly hell’s ilk.

You & me or you & I, everything is #Man-Made, all cosmic artwork & celestial space stations
Fill the all too human empty mind’s clusters of star-gas & possible probabilities we are sins
Of 208 bones from skull to tarsals all to perform the locomotion to adapt & survive or expire
On Being your universe, Earth’s wobbling revolution holy days & nights, dry ice funeral pyre.

Good appears as a lack of Evil, as above so below, empty black hole’s squared knot cubed
Astronomical yet microscopic breakdown of the less & greater irony of ignorance, ye rube
Fade to black, you know the middle path the narrow way that grammas hand let go a hold
On your singularity of essence & coded RNA of the seed of an Unknown, secret agent load.

Woke up after death in a fictional perception of the afterworlds angels & demons of plague
On doubting the Bigger Bang your parents’ coupled the ‘x’ & ‘y’ of this solar system intrigue
An accident of a carbonic gathering, life as we know it, an sufficient & necessary act pound
Puzzle is a picture of Emptiness impacting Nothing that Something is nowhere to be found.

Who & what made subatoms animate a once dead-end street’s One Void, a sweet Nothing
Cause is first then the effect remains as the evidence of what has disappeared into thin air
Leftovers in the frigid light years from an invisible existence in a petri dish’s blood, badabing
Stark reminder is all I may be able leave behind my wake, Thunder Thurman is music I sing.

Ennui fills the full moon’s solar reflection, lit up the darkness with fire, exploding into Many
We the people, we’re animals, we the plants of the planet, 3rd stone from the sun, Domani
Today is not domani but when it becomes domani, it will repeat today ad infinitum forever
Redundancy and Timing is everything, One thing can only follow the money, expensive sir!

Who wants to euthanize a sick puppy dog, come on man! This ain’t no party, suffering is It
What we all came from when entering the womb’s room, before we knew the light, it’s dark
Shadows search for us in a future when darkness recedes from the boulevard’s thrill park
Singin the Blues or the Purples on the journey through the angels’ backyard, outfield split.

Seriously speaking, old folks & young have forgotten what everybody once knew as a baby
Here & now’s a temporary stop via the way’s path, immortality & back, trip to be or not to be
Mind gets made up early when a Force of pending doom comes into focus in oneness’ dick
Can’t run the show without feet or legs, no crutches make it easier, anti-gravity did the trick.

Farces fill the Void’s myriad of chains connecting the disconnected in free will, slavery field
Growing and reaping the sown out of the star dirt left over out a Big Bang’s miraculous yield
Search over before the dawn of a conceptional analysis, gold of a diamond-head in the dirt
Shadow lit the cavern to alpha-omega ultraviolet & infrared, sub-atomic neutrinos in a skirt.

How long it took a wise alpha to a dense omega ship of empty-headed teen-aged serpents
Point to conclude the deduction is one moot point of the fool who dances for the princess
If not the unrewarding Prince of the casbah, just a bogey-man son of the bitch’s nonsense
Meadow ahead, steep cliff to the rear & it’s look out below, the bones will crush & dent-in.

Death is part of the Life we got the fortune to view, special appearance of the MUFON alien
Flew in & out of the Time’s warps, leftover eggs’ salad of invisible germs, wasted AC/DC Zen
Coca-Cola and Rock & Roll movin’ the whiskey & wine, pure fortune wholesale poorly richer
Invented Dream as a necessary condition for being alive on Earth, a somnambulistic miser.

Gone before it was time to go, the solo way to stay alive in a hostile environmental disaster
Don’t worry about loved one or ones you don’t know from Adam & Eve, orphan saves Easter
Got the remedy for the 20/20 eyesight of the non-believer who respects logic & reason also
Light of the sun, closest star in the solar system and galaxy to our retina’s insightful proviso.

False tricks and true treats hidden in plain sight, a mystery for you to ponder with wonder
Facts of Life turned out to be, you live, you like, you love, you plan, you pivot in a pirouette
As if you know a thing or two more than the average Joe, just a humble man likin’ apple pie
Left the planet as I found it and only my scent of clothing and a stone with words on high.

Poor and rich to experience the experiment of living, existing by growing young to an elder
Bloodlines filled the veins & arterial M & M’s with lethal, deadly health features of a critter
As above it is the way it is because of what’s going on down here in the dirt, a free bird sin
Blood in me is much more thick than the original ancestor I descended from, ala selection.

 
Dogs care, people care, when they don’t there’s trouble no more, it’s The Last World War
The mechanics of the affair go something like this, nuclear weapons all detonate at once
Noting that nothing will have been left over for no-counts & a black Friday Time’s epic task
Opened says me, if you wondered or asked you’re a believer in a magical CoVid19 mask.

With no doubt about it, knowledge is powerful as a tool to become wise with practical jigs
Thirst for the goods of gods & no appetite for abetting losers of Time on Earth, in & out rigs
Pawns to queens & kings through a forest of the knights, bishops & Thurman’s castle of ilk
Thurman, knight of the #RoundTable as the ghost in the machine replicates in perpetuity.

Billions in theoretical conjecture are all things which form the Singularity of the Black Hole
Seriously in a proverbial loop created by the swirl of whirl, fashion of the Times on a whole
Yet, teardrops and laughter get inherited before the finale each living thing faces in the End
God frequency: { https://www.youtube.com/live/7_Pg1uKN3FU?si=_FPwb1g8GYt_eyuC }.

Someone will slap the taste out of your mouth & some tee bloody 18th hole with loose lips
Split ends smack down the middle, portions created of a One, tidbit ship of stardust chips
Cynics rule the world without a sword & without a good book word, what will be will be blow
As above & so it is below, the skies where the astronauts blew their tops & returned for a go.

Hung around Chicago four corners me & the gang ran around kickin’ the can heaven sense
You are the idiot your mother believed that you were, it was someone idiotic to the children
Taught the whole culture to believe in mythology as fact to guide the behavior of miscreants
Goddesses come and go freely in and out of starlight, it’s my dissertation, nothing biblical.

Beer for the horses who rode the men to town, whiskey for the third kind tied by the bygone
News is older than tomorrow’s happening of screwballs who forget that they’re all mortals
Budging and nudging every other living thing you ever sense does no good for anyone, pals
Disregard the whole Truth at your peril, Life’s short, Timing’s everything, power up epic gun!

by

r j j  stephan, i

c. Dimanche, Sunday, May 26th 2024 Anno Domini @ 4:00 PMPST

{ Withdrawn from the matrix while watching #TheDayTheEarthStoodStill on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/rFOkCEdEaQU?si=nT6xJX-n06JIAuiO }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?