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Showing posts with label #buddah. Show all posts

Tuesday, April 09, 2024

GODDESS' DRESSING TOSSED SALAD TO THE VOID

TIMING, READY?  GET SET… GO!
Are there any questions?  Everybody knows everything.   Fine. Let’s do this now
It’s too late now but if you were on time, the works would have been fine, you’d take a low bow
Now, hide your face in embarrassment, none of these words are yours, you’ve jived, plagiarized
Now you pay the piper that you didn’t even know was right there, every step of the way, you lied.

My path through the garden is not the same as yours, I gotta go, you gotta stay, let’s split it up
We have no free choice, it’s a Matter of Time In Space’s Energy, it’s the generator of matter’s ilk
All of us together make it to the end it’s a super nova man, you see this now, don’t you? God high
Lower than the center of the core’s hot iron ice, call me sometime, show the harder rock is soft.

Rhymes hard to find in your mind, my mind, the mind of the collective homo sapiens, Adam or Eve
Many or the One, can see the invisible right there in the wide open space between your ears, Steve
Pops you got this now? It comes along just in time, why you gotta fall when you’re balanced psyche
Nature, cause-effect, timing is everything to get it right, it’s out of my hands again, hands off policy.

Stars lined up right now, you got the ticket, put the cash on the table & bet the kit & caboodle booze
Friends & chums from teen to old man, all gone trippin’ on their own, without me, I made the blues
All living intend to be happy & not sad in one fell swoop, success in failure is the path of damn fools
Someone had to be the idiot, to play a part that killed the sufficient & necessary power check rules.

I slammed on the breaks the moment I accelerated to light speed, it was just one tachyon over me
Split my personality about a hundred times or more, now it’s all that’s left, the original chip of soul
Kings and queens got a piece, every single serf and slave got an equal share, evil backward to live
Sums and products get the most of us all, hurt or feelin’ so good, it just can’t be were a black hole.

On the other hand, you only have two, one more chance to keep your head above the fray, stop sign
Too late for the slowing and skidding, just flew off of the cliff into the open wild, blue yonder timing
Zero to a million in a hundred years of Earth’s revolutions around the ecliptic, it’s old, holy cream
Couldn’t be that this is gonna vanish into thin air, it just can’t be true that this Life is but a dream.

I caught the ball, I caught a break and moved away from the danger of extinction, once again too
From the birth my mother gave me to the smashing my feet, hands & head so hard they all blew
In a song, a turn of a phrase in the lyrics of the #1 song, you can’t recall the lyrics, forgot son
True love drew the line just in time, almost checked out in desperation & species’ extinction.

Here’s another close call for you, it’s either person to person or recollect to the demigods
End times or the origin ones when the First Cause made the Adam impregnate Eve’s womb
Princess’ frog transformed into a charming Prince, her dream came out of the backroads
Too fast, too late, it’s gonna be just fine, Timing’s everything, not anything less, this doom.

Hot to trot and cold as ice on a hot tin roof, ice sickles melting into drops of tasty trash talk
Let the predicates modify the subjects and objects, healed by Time, everything takes a walk
I don’t know why, I can’t tell you why, need to know why, nobody cares why, true dat, we die
Just like every atom coming to be and dissolving into the dirty salt & piece of cherry pit pie.

Surname your soul-spirit, your conscious identity, either the sound of your mother suckers
Or your father’s nodding out on the bench with his Lucky Strike burning in his smoky fingers
Kicking the Time backward & forward, anything is everything & it’s well, it’s just something
Now then, mediate the conflict, happiness rose above the stank and the fool’s gold earring.

Disembodied spirits’ orbs of the divine light’s energy field from an adjacent or parallel line
Directional trajectory from thee to the others and back to thee, a metaphysical journey sign
Mystics and scientists derived from pre-Socratics and what Plato gleaned from Socrates’ pi
Logos is Word UP between the Void & your own consciousness’ fear of being alone in Space.

Intelligence’s weight on knowledge & wisdom depends on Reality not the fantasy of Mind
It is what it is, reason being just because of the cosmic accident, Big Bang roots’ third kind
Creepy hands folded in prayer since I was a lad, altar & Mercury trained, deep in black holes
Destiny of the extraterrestrial is right here & now, control the world without animated souls.

First event occurs in deep space, you’re gonna regret the day you discovered One Truth, Vape
High if you aren’t, look all around you inside of the zoo’s cages that house the good, bad & ugly
Purpose of being all too human is both unknown & assumed from the facts of life, father’s hex
It goes something like this, hunger, fear, futile struggle, strongest survive the swirl in the apex.

On being the eater of #Jellyrolls, that was why I should have remained trying to be a cowboy
On a cattle drive with the others I left behind on the dirt road outside of town, Gene & ol’ Roy
Stoned this AM & hadn’t had a drink all day, not just a young man’s rant, the elder riff raff case
Near beer in cases and kegs ready for the solo cup, red, white or blue and the diamond phase.

On being the ride all of the fine young ladies and their grandmothers wanna saddle upon jeans
American folk songs screamin’ the rights and wrongs of the hot dogs and beefs & vanilla shakes
We’re all doin’ the recycling of blood, sweat & tears from the cradle to the grave, six feet under
Grounded like a teenage girl who stayed out past curfew, snuck out a window, went to the bar.

Cool that was your mother in another life, way back when she was a libertine with liberty tea
Blue, white & red-blooded boys leakin’ their life down on the dirty rocks nobody ever owned
Who cares about the dead folk at the hootenanny where the boys & girls got down & so free
Drunk all of the songs, every note from C, D, E, F & G lookin’ for the A’s & solid gold T-boned.

You felt that earthquake but you didn’t know that the world was shakin’ the mocha in a swirl
Knots gone faster than you thought you’d ever be while spinnin’ counter-clockwise on the girl
Alabama, Mississippi, New Mexico, Nevada or golden California, all reasons being here, now
It’s golden sound pushin’ your eardrums into your brain’s stem, blowin’ your mind into a glow.

Opened up my throttle to enter the rock and roll river runnin’ through my bottle of gold Tequilla
On the two-lane that ends with my empty tank blowin’ air into my dual quads without nitro-G
Hemi engine firing on all eight cylinders at thirty-five miles per hour, heavy heart of oil smoke
I’m nearly done gone, you can’t perceive the invisible, big mouth, ruling the nonsense stroke.

I passed the ball, bounced the ball, caught the ball & shot the ball, in or out of the bull’s eyes
All above and below the target practice before the hunting & fishing trips to feed the old guys
In the tribe or at the outskirts of your mother’s loose mini-skirt & satin slips & slide into home
Bring your books home from school, study hard, get straight A’s & solid B’s, y’all get you some.

Rednecks & the backstreet boys from the ‘hood of my neighbors by the river in the windy berth
It took a whole town to raise me & my kin, some of us died young, some still kickin’ in the barn
Full house eliminates the probability that you can be beaten by four of any kind, third or fourth
Ready to be set in the concrete foundation of the buildings that tower & blow in the wind, darn!
by
r j j stephan, i

c.  Mardi, 4-9 MMXXIV Anno Domini @ 711 AMPST

{ Full of the scat that I inherited from the mental cases who spawned me & drafted as I was lulled back to living the dream, listening to @GlennFrey #SoulSearching #HITS @ https://youtu.be/GFdpGwuku80?si=FayzdFF8nW51ByV1 }
F I N I S
W.W.A.R.D.?

Friday, April 05, 2024

GOOD; BETTER; BEST! #WTH & #WTF over... & I'm OUT #TotalEclipseFromISS @ISS

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I SHOULD PROBABLY COME CLEAN, EH?
Neither you nor I have any control over Ma Earth’s wobble & top spin feeds
Mirrors reflect nothing but what’s in front of it, looking through rosary beads
Professional amateurs putting a club foot in front of another decrepit godson
Beads created from the nuclear fusion of atomic matter, busted immersion.

This face hides nothing but an empty skull other than teeth, eyes’ brain scat
All for the movement and activity of the mind within this thing itself, I name it
Eating and drinking from birth until death, all searchin’ for the rainbow globe
Pricking clear skin with hypodermic funk you’ve gleaned out a damned robe.

Notion of the formula to create survival chemistry for an extinct class of man
Neanderthal or Homo Erectus won’t look like the Cro Magnon, all too human
Family Guy rocks the world on the screen appearing in thin air, idiot illusions
Pretending that you’re the cream of a crop, blacktop speed racer of hot sins.

Before Time was ordained as the spin and wobble of the Earth on the ecliptic
There was still the same spin and wobble of the Wind and Fire get motion sick
All in your mind, psychotic episode of self-realization before you conceived it
Looked around & fed the holy hunger, liquids, solids, release wasted gas chit.

Rubber out of the trees, plastic out of the Earth’s crude lubricant, it will ignite
Spontaneously combusted out of the nuclei of each & every atom in Milky Way
This ain’t a party for the innocent nor the wild, it’s a reality, mankind’s gangway
Pretending that there’s living matter once it disintegrates, measure of the idiot.

Jets and Sharks kick one anothers’ skeletons underground, shredded the wood
Fire burning the wood into ash, melting the iron & steel forms into planetary food
Fight for your right to freedom from tyranny & you’re bound to die, say yes please
Given swords and bullets, knives and belts of blackness with red stripe degrees.

Panini out to lunch on the patio, come over with Red Rover & bring higher spirits
Feeding the frenzy of idiots & morons with blind faith of readers of fallacy salads
How and why can I ask questions without having sensations in my fired up brain?
As I lied, I laid as many eggs fertilized as I could coax the hotties to lay, God pain.

Gotta die if you become all too human through coitus that had no interruptus
Ready and get set whether you’re ready or not, you’ll come around in the dust
As if you had any choice to be free or indentured by way of your parents, right?
It’s worse than that but don’t want to energize the curse, it’s TNT, it’s dynamite.


by
r j j stephan, i
c.  Vendredi, April  IVth MMXXIV   Anno Domini @ 911 AMPST
{ Spread the Word like Butter Cream from the Cache Cow while jammin’ to @EricClapton #IShotTheSherrif in an infinite loop, link @ https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=L0xLLPJ0bOw }
F I N I S
W.W.A.R.D.?

Sunday, March 31, 2024

#InTheMood @Prince #Nevertheless #AwayWeGo #JesusGotKilled #JesusDiedAndZombiedToCielo #LongLongAgoLongWasShort #DoobieBrothers #HeHasRisen

ANECDOTAL TIGHT TIME-SPACE, CHARTREUSE & STRAWBERRY Wine
Cocks crow without regard for the sad days & nights, we’re skating on God’s thin ice
Steppin’ out on board hard rock stones & pebbles, Doctor Karl Marx was NOT nice
Any old man that’s unhealthy in the body, toe to brain scalp, will attempt extinction
By 2025 until 2525 Anno Domini, you will disappear into thin air, drink a lot of gin.
 
Inebriated you’ll be able to handle the theft of your liberty, you forgot you had fans
Together in the set of all monkeys in the barrel we can hold the cold, dead hands
Anybody knows how true the false prophets’ wisdom is, it’s Easter Sunday conjob
That a human can be alive since conception, die with a cold, dead heart to throb.

Lies ala mouth to mouth respiration to words of false prophets & mothers of gods
Spirits locked in a bottle with the genie who awaits the first of seven straight shots
This is not that, it’s more than this too, so this & that won’t take care of some stuff
Like your brain’s functional free will’s monkey-shines that reflect a goat in a gruff.

Evil spelled in reverse is Live which is no mere coincidence, it’s Divine Will fixed
Mercury, Venus, Earth, Mars, Saturn, Uranus, Neptune & all up there in Uranus
Features of the Big Bang’s solar system in a myriad of galaxies full of intrigues
Mysteries of speculative analysis have downloaded the data of idiotic obliques.

Apes became naked & frozen as ice until the killers covered their hooves nails
Foot and hand to mouth, it’s the way that’s narrow & dark, all except one fails
You know who it is, we all know who it is, pumping your fuel into your gas tank
Simple as Sad Sack, son, simple-minded & down from the high horse’s shank.

Bring your mother to the fight, throw your sister & daughter under a hot dog bus
Oscar Meyer or a home-made sausage compress, but anyway, it’s all about us
Holy smokes you can change the economic presentation of socialist love of fear
Bring a knife to a gunfight & you better be a ninja & whack your own ass in gear.

Sorting through the atoms in the categories, nothing is more or less, all of it
Nothing below or above the catastrophic perspective, extinction galactic chit
Can’t reproduce a species that triggers mass extinction moronic idiots of gods
Every single divine entity has nothing to do with our lives, only you & I know it.

Eliminate your mother and father from your origin and you do not exist here now
Wake up and don’t be #Woke with your eyes wide open, make it be so, low blow
Sort of the categories of substance by all Henny Penny folks, Chicken Little kids
In or out through a portal you can’t find, explaining the life of hobos on the skids.

Finally remember why I agreed to the conception deception, it’s I’m sorry game
Powerballs hangin’ low like a ripened fruit, ready for the win & ticket to the fame
Stupid idiot understands where all prey has hidden diamonds & gold, unmanned
Smart & evolved due to adaption to conflict resolution of footsteps in white sand.

A lot of water on this planet which is good because others have zip but dry bones
Buried as if it means anything other than false hope for the impossible dream sons
Coming from an imprint of an original father of us all, cosmic anomaly on i-phones
Without the charge of bovine scatology being disseminated through insemination.

Criminals are indistinguishable from your close associates and extended family
Of aunts, uncles, cousins, great grandparents, parents & siblings in land of free
Humanity being both above and below the Origin of Species becomes extinction
The media is complicit in allowing no negative impact reporting on POTUS sin.

Fins up means that you’ve kissed in the @JimmyBuffett club of drinkin’ Jack & 7
Honor for the dishonorable, always a mortal sin & maybe your soul is forgiven
Simpleton monument to the inverse induction of periods and quarters of games
Portions of BBQ’d T-bone steak you cut to bite-size you can toss to the dames.

Hiccup in my deep throat where I hide the top secrets of the realm, my command
Fixed your brothers and sisters up with their mothers’ heads on silver platters and
But the problem is, all the boys and girls want all of the joy in the world’s mortal sin
War and battles for the upper hands will actually suffice as the trigger for extinction.

Boring as the ultimate ennui, it’s the shake of the chills you get when nerves tweak
You can make it happen or it can be caused by the strangers who invoke a squeak
Harmony for a moment, then it’s back to the origin, chaos’ atomic fission in a bomb
Sunday to Saturday, every week ad infinitum, Time rolls on, minute by minute’s aum.

Hills climbed; mountains conquered to get what’s up near the top of the river’s head
It’s been said that there’s only one thing left to do before we die, get on your knees
Prayer won’t do any good at all except give you a solid illusion that it makes bread
Donations for the charity creating orphans & destitute soldiers that school the dead.

I cared for a lot of the breaths I’ve taken, in and out ad infinitum, it makes all oxygen
Move to the heart and soul through the lungs and circulating blood of a Hebrew jinn
Makes sense that you fished for the understanding you’ve gleaned out the Cosmos
Time and Space collapse right now, Singularity stretched your mass, crush it Hose!

Shadows all need a light, I’m smokin’ until I get the illusion full of the fake fight in 1982
Santa Barbara on @DoobieBrothers opening from the get-go it’s just Matter & the blue
Flame on to keep light in the darkness fired up, a torch for your freakin’ dime rhymes
Took it to back streets, blew horns, beat drums, strummed all three axes’ iced sickles.

Perfection be underestimated by guys & girls who live to rock Blues’ A-Train herds
Fabulous and fantastic beyond expectations where gods can’t die of heart attacks
Born to be wild and monkeyed around until I learned to raise Cain, lie to Abel & Eve
Just another Adam in paradise, ma & pa left me to rock alone, yo Theresa & Steve!
 
by 
r j j stephan, i
c. Dimanche, March XXXIst MMXXIV Anno Domini @ 711 PMPST 
 
{ Crafted from the Void jammin' @TheDoobieBrothers #RealLove & #Hits LIVE @ https://youtu.be/3LCB_RdfdXc
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