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Showing posts with label #philosophia. Show all posts

Sunday, March 17, 2024

#TimingIsEverything #TheresNothingButTImeInSpace #XCASH #LostInSpace #BeStrappedTNTCracker

STRAPPED & UNDERNEATH THE ROOF

Dreaming isn’t allowed in the system of ups and downs you know, I’m all
It’s the way of sayin’ I don’t know what to say now, just have a drink on me
Hip to the situation goin’ down in the middle of nowhere, where I live it
Up & down to the In and Out, double-double, animal style, special sauce fit.

In the end, to be or not to be is just like you know, I put my love into you
As if it could be allowed to split a zygote for the benefit of humanity’s god
Tribute bands just a lot better than the original, an act of needing to be hot
Plugged into electricity of the walls’ amplifiers & mufflers to be gunshot.

Pills work until they don’t, they'll kill you either before or after your times
Nothing personal, it’s just when Hell’s bells ring, reaper comes callin’ names
Fill in the blanks with the fodder of fathers & mothers, sisters, my brothers
White lightening bolting in my head, thunder got me deaf & dumb rhymes.

Evil runs deep down to the core of Earth, deeper than Hell’s bongs und bells
Boredom getttin’ pulled from your fighting fists of fury, knuckle down balls
Hits and the misfits that the puzzle allows within the borders & culture cuts
No knife or gun, just a lethal touch that blows the socks off ‘ifs’ &/or ‘buts.’

Playing the game before the rules were written, I wrote ‘em down on a crib
A cheat-cheat for the million girls in the crowd, under spotlights with no fib
Liquor liquid gas puttin’ the fuel in TNT, 3rd world goin’ to battle at last
For the end of the world is required by cosmic slop soup, goin’ down fast.

Being nothing works for the place you go when you die, I ain’t kiddin’ man
Rhythm & blues comin’ from deep down in the river valley, it’s big, muddy
Mothers all knew it, fathers hoped it wasn’t true, no birth control evermore
Extinct species are all the same, event is a surprise, last gasp of gas, sure.

Living & loving the worst of us because that’s the best of us, whole shebang
Moving inside your nervous bones that keep it all together, away from fang
Teeth can’t stay away from the bite & chew of the sweet meat, BBQ me too
Solidly liquid, immaterial dark matter & fused atoms ready to fizz UV blue.

Biopsy of your Cancer, Virgo in a cusp of Leo and Gemini near Sagittarius
In every case, all of the above is identical to none of the above or below us
Cameo & the final curtain of the last act coincided with the dotted red lines
On a script, at rehearsal and now on opening night, the Act One just pines.

There will be no encore and since the last act is the end of the play, its caput
All sad stories begin & end, it’s the nature of the thing itself & all one form
From subatomic nuclear matter up to the macro matter of combustion soot
Everything’s the same as it’s been since the Big Bang, Form’s cosmic Worm.

More or less than this & that, the whole shebang passes yo Mama, Lollipop
To the end of the Earth, at the end of the work that’s finally been done gone
Exercising the spirit that moves in and out of whiskey bottles dry as a bone
The Truth can only be false if it’s NOT the Truth but a fictional lie, full stop.

Hopping around before the Spring Equinox and the place in Space I occupy
Bad, good or ugly all comes with the territory I’ve gleaned out the petri dish
Bacteria and viral reproduction of DNA that evolved out of the Big Muddy
Old soul “Giving Up’ a day after two feet died under two legs, made a wish.

Used until fizzed out by the lack of air in a dark room, developing negativity
Chemicals & infrared will metastasize the central nervous system’s hot key
Conclusions from propositional logic premises is al the voodoo mother left
On a border wall with a bag lunch, sammich, apple & chips, I’m super deft.

Hot inside, cold outside contained within absolute zero & negative infinities
Here’s the whole set of systemic racism, ain’t my brother, sister or mother
Just an iron lung and an empty womb to intersect a junction of malfunction
Misty with acid tears comin’ out black eyes I dotted in a fight about father.

I have a mortal sin with no punishment due, I created life that never existed
Sons and daughters makin’ dreams come true or not, spiders & snakes dead
Happy without getting everything under the sun in my dead coffin of bones
It was all about singing loud, amplified & all mikes are turned up, my sons.

Bites inside of your mouth, behind your face, under your brain’s mind
Error never hurts, just get it corrected & it’s fine & dandy, you’ll find
Walking all over you & everything else I can get my two feet upon, sell
Buy it low, destroy it all in the incinerator, bells ringin’ in a holier Hell.

Caves and crevices are common, that’s where I met her, in the garden
You know the one you’ve heard about a million years ago, now & then
Hurts or feels good depending on your attitude in altitude, too human
Wanting to live forever, you can’t, avoid death, you can’t be a woman.

Simple, got premises & conclusions, soul stripper did the job, a heart zip
Mary never cared, she just wanted to tear me apart, square had to be hip
Come to Jesus moment amigos & amigas, yo’ soul’s been stripped of gods
Count backward from one hundred to One, race my @Fuckion hotrods!

Upper downtown, go to Hades with the rest of the good life that’s all dead
Everybody will die someday, fact not fiction, you, your pets & your family
Nothing weasels out alive, it’s all just a little bit funky once it’s done & said
Strapped on a roof, left in a scorching void, a dead-dark gravity-grave bed.


by
r j j stephan, i

c. Dimanche, March 17, 2024 @ 845 PMPST

#TimingIsEverything

{ Drafted while listenin’ to @TraceAdkins on the mighty youTube link @ https://www.youtube.com/live/TFB1jpWV44w?si=jfZuVVDswspDnVtu }

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Friday, March 15, 2024

#Emphasized #Microscopic #Subatomic #Entropy #DiscussDisgustDisengenuous #TartsShortShorts

ON BEING AN ENIGMATIC ALOGRHYTHM

When the ends and the means become indistinguishable from one another’s
Life or Death, it’s not only each and every one of us, in every proto galaxy’s
Dark matter, Matter & Radiation, for the love of God, the gods left over the ice
Perfection is everything that exists in this one universe, a theoretical guess.

It’s a rhetorical thirteen billion years to me & you, Big Bang exploded so fine
Void of the spectral lines seen only in the mind of humanity’s spectroscopy
Matter is both light and dark, nothing to do with anything practical, all divine
Fortunate to be blinded by the astral light, the wisdom of the gods is sloppy.

Antimatter’s brightness of the imagery from mankind’s inventions invent Us
We are the dark matter and we cannot see ourselves, we’re there in the fuss
Of men and women who frack the Earth for gas release, release the star dust
Find the First Star, James Webb cares nothing about fear & loathing, we must.

Exoplanetary bio-signatures signing on the anti-dotted lines, freeze a God’s bone
Nothing is alive or dead, it’s the essence of zero, the quality of the Void, all alone
Dots, circles, spheres of a 1st, 2nd & 3rd dimensional lead to the 4th on the 5th shot
Corpus dillecti on the way to the end state of our ego/spirit sport of being a robot.

Trained to defend the heart and soul within the 208 bones, still a mortal gonna die
Desire and need don’t matter to Matter, light & dark, in or out of deep space, I fly
Sight unseen you can understand, but the nature of the savage beast, a mystery
Created from nothing, unknown original on balance of the tiny photons’ delivery.

Gods’ timing is everything, immersion in the atoms for the gravitational collapse
Still a modicum of truth inside of my heart during the loss of conscious thoughts
Hurt and healed by the melting black hole all around me, more or less, I blow taps
For you and for me, stars line up at the ending, the finale ain’t ever too late chaps!

Entirely unfinished so you could get the last word in, even if you’re a minute late
Yet, you’ve got the empty floor, I’ll wait for you to fold the pages into the holy fate
What you had, what you got and what you’ll put in to take, a gasp of silver & gold
I know what can’t be shared, yo, it’s without words & phrases, hey I’m so very old.

Cadillac or Ford can’t let it go to Mrs. Chevrolet, can’t see the USA without it
Fear and loathing in my grave before I GET THERE, I’ll let you know when I fit
In a box top enclosed without a prize inside, why you keepin’ me here all day?
I don’t know the Milky Way or the Three Musketeers who ate all my teeth away.

Jesus, Krishna & Buddha got something for Mr. Nietzsche as a token of signals
Not gold or silver, nothing of the elemental magic, only in grandfathers’ portals
Emptied, blown away cosmic lather ‘tween the Never-Never-Land again, friends
Began innocent, ended enlightened, as it was it’ll always be, up ‘too fast’ bends.

Party is over, you got your walker & I got my cane to walk away from the graves
Yards in schools or Scotland are just fine, but underground ones, I ain’t the One
To stop breathing, decay into dusty formaldehyde flakes, a philosophy of slaves
Peer deeply, sound-sight peeking through your consciousness, Life is “so fun.”

Why fear Death’s stank? You die, you’re dead, that’s all, caput, God is dead too
How deep dives into the blind faith yields the #Finale for us & food for the crew
Babies to adults, choices of a free will can keep you alive or end your holy tons
Straight or crooked, points lead to lines, angles & forms of 3rd & 4th dimensions.

Events are the causes and effects of being, here & now, then and there, forever
Timing is everything, happening now for a reason or delayed for the same, dear
Beer for my horses, Blackjack whiskey & Two Finger Tequilla for me, I am high
As it is above & so it is below, I’m OK with seeds & refuse, The Truth is The Lie.

Political Science you dream in a nightmare that won’t end the pain & suffering
Of the nerves of the antibody & thoughts in the mind that is invisible, a Nothing
It doesn’t live without a DNA merger, expand or implode in the In & Out car line
Code in a large or small scale, yields identical results, Black Hole, Single, fine!
 
by
r j j stephan, i

c. Vendredi, 911 AM, March XVth MMXXIV Anno Domini

{ #PandemicExcusesIdiotsMoronsChumps … drafted while listenin’ to #ThankYouForBeingAFriend by @AndrewGold (RIP) LINK @ https://youtu.be/fS7DDUEyzU8 }

Monday, March 11, 2024

N E W K I N K O N G 2024 AD GODZILLA #OldKingKONG

THEORETICAL TIMING’S EVERYTHING’S FATE
GRACE ALL IN YOUR FACE
#TIMING = #EVERYTHING

Timing’s everything full of space whether you like it or not, if you live you’re gonna die
Regardless of your blinded faith in the future beyond your body of bones, gods are fly
Dime a dozen if you revert to historical recording of this thing itself, layin’ down law
On being human like your ancestors, they’re all dead, you’re gonna die, that’s it, raw.

By the time you die, you’ll know the Truth, ain’t gonna see the people who died before
With or without the Jazz & jive Blues, the world rocked as we resided & roared the roar
Through the hard & easy times presented by the nature of the beast, grace of God go i
Chilling colder than cool freeze frost, icicles hung as low as the best of a species’ lie.

Brought the fire down to the ground, split the atoms, then fused them back alive too
All of every single thing, subatomic to intergalactic, the cosmos is copacetic baby blue
Knowledge and wisdom the power to wield about the stratosphere, whippin’ the slaves
Chain react your pure thought of Nothing at all, will to power, to be the Queen’s knaves.

Scum is left over when the liquid has evaporated, yet there’s microplastics’ in the milk
Of our mothers if they weren’t afraid or dry as a lactose bone, we evolved out of their ilk
Y’all go back there, deep down into the darkness we came from, got so long in the tooth
Hanging until you’re being blamed for being out of your control, irrespective of the Truth.

Walkin’ in my shoes or yours matters as much as water goin’ down the drain, zero score
Winning and losing matters, happiness comes from the game & the win, never back door
Playing is one thing but winning is everything, losers are failures to communicate a power
To be or not, that’s the question & the answer is you’re all there is, nothing higher or lower.

Junk fills the rest of the emptiness with the dryer’s lint that sticks into a clump like friends
Harps playing like it or not, no need for that melody of string plucking, love’s stink sends
Aroma and scent of the atomic fission and fusion resulting in anthropomorphic sea of love
Hate cancels anything appearing to be Love, either absorb matter or be the end, be above.

Hurts too bad to feel the pain more than a moment, it’s the End of Your Life, dream’s over
Now and then, again and again, ad infinitum as it happens, you’ll roll over & over, love her
Systematic annihilation frequently solves problem species’ infiltration, evolution, natural
Dead ancestors paved the ditches & graveyards for entry, where else you goin’? Hey, pal!

Microplastic inside your plaque causing your death earlier than scheduled by the RNA seed
Heart seizes, soul fizzes and that’s all she wrote, so fearful that afterlife has standing creed
Utter vacuum of H2O & 4P + 5O2 yield 2P2O5, that’s the red line drawn in the invisible sand
Salt of the Earth, pencil-neck geeks and the genii who cultivate the culture, woman & Man.

So hurt by love, healed by it too, just because that’s the way it’s designed to be, just like me
Knowing you’re kinda like that you poor young ladies and young gentle boys, Timing’s rhyme
Liberty so fragile, we got it covered for the martyrs and heroes who came before, lucky to be
All Time & Space are the Fate you got, Destiny for you is for me, heal et al, drop a thin dime.

by
r j j stephan, i

c. Lundi, III-I-MMXXIV Ano Domini @ 644 AMPST

{ Drafted in the Wind of the Far West, Jack Toffs rambled while jammin’ to #TimingIsEverything by @TraceAdkins link @ https://youtu.be/0qxqjDYqkhI?list=RD0qxqjDYqkhI }

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