PAGLIACCI'S SPRINGSTEEN SIGNAL A FULL HAIL MARY, JESUS LEFT CHICAGO & JOSEPH IS THE JOJO OF THE MOJO HOLY SPIRIT ROCKIN' GHOSTS

PAGLIACCI'S PEACHES

QUANTUM PHYSICS - MASTER FREQUENCY SCORE 0 TO 0

center of the universal blueprint

Built by the lowest forms of life, a cell of RNA's source for forms of DNA protocol

In or out of the thing called the main frequency, quantum field is deeply ingrained

In the flow, like a river being sucked into the oceans & sea, the resonance is dead

Unable to avoid the air that gets sucked into my lungs, I can't hold my bad breath.

Wisdom behind the knowledge is silent sound, frequency & wavelength of the One

Insider unknown, heaven has arrived inside the mindfulness found between ears

Safe is broken and the jewels are exposed to the world, invisible to eyes of fears

Calm as the needs are fulfilled and there is nothing left over after the finality, a son.

Holy ghosts merge into the original sin, being the Oneness of Gold, matter atoms

Peaches made into a cosmic pie, the crust of the form is round, sliced for bums

On the ends of the beginning, it's too true to be true, incredible words show skips

Like a scratch on a vinyl Long Playing (LP) record, it repeats ad infinitum, it flips.

Mark this down, there are tricks to the magic, you got a truck, I got a jet, it's logic

Death remains in the distance at the edge of deep Space, divine intel or it's tragic

Nobody gets out of here alive, not even the1st nor the last one to be fooled by me

Words in predication for explanation & final deduction of synchronicity spells to see.

State is both Oneness and the Many, dimensional Time of the Past & Future test

Programs created & destroyed by the robots who know how to rock & roll the best

Cyberspace everywhere, the unknown occult is the whole Truth & nothing but, y'all

Fine or wickedly crooked, the game is chess & it ends in a draw or a mated king.

I know nothing like the German soldier, Sgt Schultz, yet I know it all in quantum tic

Underground in a box or spared the confinement by exploding into smithereens, sic

Pumped heart, jump up and down for the ecstasy, a gospel of John, stranger of lust

Said something in greek or latin, maybe hebrew but all in all, the gist is we're Dust.

Word was God, Word made flesh, a sound, a sight, a feeling of exploding atoms

Leftover from a Big Bang of Everything atomic, before that Bang, it was the hissing

Mixed and sorted into categories only a genius might decipher, the ignorance vets

It's peculiar that you are unknown, hence open your gate of wisdom & all the rest.

Word became flesh & dwelt among us, poor as a hobo in 2027, walkin' on foot

Bears & horses on four legs, only man & monkey with 2 arms & 2 legs, in a boot

It's all about the H2O, only on this Earth mother, old ignorant men laugh at Truth

Look for it & deny when it's here and now, a lamb of God will be dead, forsoothe.

It is you, it is I, all of us, even those who can't fathom the thing itself, we are One

Spirit is the whole shebang, before the Bang, Nothing was all of it, the fix is in

Helter Skelter on steroids and speed, over and over in the whole shebang, son

Get your Spirit in it's original shape and form, it's alright now, baby it's mortal sin.

Dream of a bass guitar, a lead & a rhythm axe, the wind & cymbals packin' .357s

Chances are things will change with or without you being on the planet, probable

Ghosts play guitars with teeth, tweekin' the E's, F's, G's, B's & A's of the D's notes

There's a pit in the peach, nobody knows it's the RNA of the fruit, it flies & floats.

From underneath the dirt, the burnt-out ash of the Big Bang's result, it's what I am

What you are, I don't know, probable figment of an overactive, divinity's imagination

Come on to me, meaning you want to have discourse or intercourse, all happy ends

To the mama & papa who still surf the SoCal waves in Malibu, give it up, my friends.

Pretend that reality is your presence on planet Earth, out nothing you came, I bet

Fresh egg & flagellate, punched you in the face, broke your nose, you ain't dead yet

From a field of dreams into a real thing, a oneness of existence, apes' form all them

Brought all you had, it's all expended & the wheel revolves still off of a chrome hem.

Streaming on the picture tube, electronics & dynamic monopolies have no origins

Women and the men they made from their holy wombs, some lived, all died in skin

Burnt into ash or buried with an empty corpse underground, all are invisible & holy

All you are, all that I am, fill the void with the winter, summer, autumn & The Fall.

Darker than black in a period, a dot on the matrix, a ghosted chimera finds a signal

It shines & looks like a blinding light out of nowhere, it sounds like silence too, Pal

Regardless of your personal opinion, subjective and objective in predication, in fear

A finale fit for a queen & king of an equation, that Energy equals, squaring matter.

Once, a sound came out of nowhere, get on the bed, I'll whip your ass, la little Kidd

The things themselves should never have become all that there is on Earth, I did

Better off dead but not if you'll be eaten by the carnivores, only by the planet's play

Loathing the Freedom, meaning it's business as usual, live & die in the city of L.A.

I shouldn't let one or many suck your soul dry, you die if it happens to you, die free

No payment of soul's actions while alive, just absence of light, Time & Space bongo

Down under or above and beyond, a zillion parsecs devoid of atoms, tragic comedy

Seriously, amigas & amigos who roamed before our conceptions, much to be, see?

by

r j j  stephan, i

c. Samadhi, ROCKTOBER Xth MMXXVI Anno Domini @ 1111 AMPST

{ Chipped this out of the sandTrap while jammin' to #BackToTheGoodOlDays by @BigSMO link @ https://youtu.be/3eozVuADXPs?si=bxn9glXrD90NkBJt & @CoreyCrowder on youTube link @  & @MontgomeryGentry #SheCoudn'tChangeMe @ https://youtu.be/W3_jbjrCJSM?si=jwlFZaFuX5q9BUqx }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?

ROCKTOBER 6TH, BLOWN SUPEREGO #SheChangedHerMindWhenSheCouldntChangeMe #WhenTheSunGoesDownHot #SheFuckinHatesMe @PuddleOfMud

HEARD IT ON THE 'X'

Y'all may be right and I might be wrong or worse yet crazy as a loon, if indeed there's that

Then this Earth's existence may be a shot in the dark, whether alien or divine, the God shat

Upon us all and then left us high and dry, after the 12 packs there was just an empty bottle

Of the Jack or Seagrams, I held up my heart and soul for a ransom of infinity, full throttle.

Pecking order ass was clear, I was last but not least, hung over and hard up, for the duration

Kicked in the teeth like a leftover cadaver that can't return the blow, high IQ in full dissolution

Brought the goods form the bad and the ugly, they won't last more than a banjo pickin' mof'er

Pins stuck in the effigy, just a voodoo doll from the backwood Ozarks and southern Mississippi.

Doom in the trunk and the 396 cc's got ahead of me & the front end flipped backward, turn it off

I'd be the 1st one to find your hide in the hidden backwood of the brush, hidin' from the whoopin'

Books read made no matter at all, I can spell & read & make a million bucks in a minute of flippin'

Bring it all on like there ain't no tomorrow, no regrets & never a reprimand from the original sins.

My pine and spruce aftershave had to let it all be, close shave and out by the shorthairs, lucky to be

On the flipside, it's all dead air, there's a hit on one side, it's playin' in perpetuity, all perpendicular T

Gods moved, dead air flowed form the dimension to the heavenly bodies, but why, hillbilly deluxe

A little or a lot of homegrown, buds from the trees bigger than 7 feet tall, stank like the pol cat flux.

Nevermore for the rest of the time you spend here and there upon the dirty roads of Earth planet

Quiet and the noise that it cancels out is all there is, outer space is deeper than the Dark starlet

Hillbillies stirrin' it all up in the menudo, loud or louder than a deaf man can hear, in dead silence

Hair standin' up with the howl of the coyotes and wolves, shots from the 30:06 crackin' the fence.

Marvelous mavericks and the ilk that drove their parents to break-up & call it quits, you cried & died

For the love of might, the doctors and nurses can't come in or out of the room, the radiation is gamma

Green or infrared, the light heals and it executes the droppin' of dimes, while God cages the elephants

Pretty little things comin' one by one, from teens to the eighties, no rest for the wicked, it's nonsense.

Rest for the wicked, eyes closed for good, it was a fighting ghost, wanted my life for free, but he paid

All he had I took & sucked it into the mouths I had to feed, no holding back anymore, I wish I could

I won't sugarcoat the Truth, it's the nature of the beast, to eat everything & shat it out next thing laid

Made the kids with mouths to feed, starvin' and thirsty for the filler of the wicked, rest or unrest, dead.

Need a little lovin' and there it is everywhere around you, from Bambi to Carolina's kissin' in the dark

Home or away, I win every game because the rules can be broken only when I'm playin' in the park

Fishin' or swimmin' with the A-holes, it will end when it's time, six, three, four, five, seven, eight-nine

Late for the party but not too old to get the leftovers tucked into their beds, to dream or not to dream.

The deal is a 52-card pickup, just like the other games, you win some & lose more than not, it's 7-11

My time is up, there's not a moment left to drink in anymore pain, suffering or pleasure and bull dung

Lie to me, lied to you, it's nothing but the Truth, zero knowledge of the whole shebang, it's made-men

They know what they know, takin' it with them to the graveyards, 7 continents of living 'til neck hung.

On being you, well now, I report and you decide, so special like your mama & papa told you, you worm

Break the mold, broken down all 208 bones over 75 or just past the conception of an egg's verve sperm

Whoopin' a man's ass sometimes is all you can do, they don't listen to you or their mama or papa, good

Suntans and burns of the skin organ, makes it all worthwhile, feeling water, air & Space's suck mood.

Sweet concoctions as smooth as molasses goin' down the gullet like it's supposed to, one, two & down

Medicine for the ill-informed is the wisdom & knowledge gleaned from here within these old frowns

Beaten up and victorious in the finale, scars and tattoos for me in the pictures flickering on a movie

Run the complete film form beginning to the repetition's loud sound, become as One, the quiet finale.

by

r j j  stephan, i

c.  Mardi, ROCKTOBER 6th MMXXVI Anno Domini @ 444 PMPST

{ Drafted while jammin' ad infinitum to #DrinkALittleDrink #SmokeALittleSmoke by @EricChurch on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/XxWjtWONuGc?si=eNZVCdSB8bvpyvje }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?

#Zeitgeist #TheBookOfEli #TheRascals #TheHeavy FORBIDDEN KNOWLEDGE PORTAL, FLATS AND SHARP DRESSED MEN ALA INIFNITY OMEGA''S ALPHA FAT WALLETS IN GOD'S PHILOSOPHER STONE

OVER THE H2O, GOD'S DAMNED SHAME SUNDOWNER SYNDROME

Everything is much hotter when it moves nowhere but behind the Earth's mud and blood, it's all cool

Completed in the fraction of a moment it took to think about the things themselves, all sex & candy

Everything else is just a ticket to the rides of a lifetime, talkin' Silver Streakin' on the Bobs' & Mice

Searchin' for my home sweet, it was there at Riverview at Belmont & Central or just throw the Dice.

It used to be with the philosopher's stones but I buried them in the empty lot they built a Mall atop

Engines of the Fire Department, Engine #99, philosopher's stone was there, I swear, I ain't no cop

If I was, I'd bust the tables, the tablets & the denizens who like to rumble for the final Time in Space

Hard roads to travel daddio, but also up on the Jove, I lost the thing itself, my best friends know it all.

Lead got turned into the gold that ain't nobody's fool, the engines are in the drone, infinity immanent

Spilled the last bottle of wine my grandpa made from scratch, we stepped on the grapes like in cement

Fools and sharp dressed men lookin' for love in the good, bad & ugly places, lookin' to get a girl in bed

To be or not to be, those babies in the eggs' pool, 2nd city had 'em all but then 50 states of me unfurled.

Finish at the happy ending, the hookers know the cash means everything, food & shelter of a lab rat

Monkeys look like us, their feet are like hands to catch the branches to be climbed, limb by limb that

Mirrors have no reflection of the crime in the streets, asphalt or country dirt, above and below the line

I know, you know, they know, we all do what is necessary to survive another day, above the Stop Sign.

Justice of Socrates and Plato remain while they're all gone, we're still here but things will change it all

Things like magic overrule the good, bad & ugly, it's the color of blackness' blues, deep or shallow fall

From the high-dive or just off of cliffs of the 1970's, when I was a kid, had no kids, just me & AM radio

Flashbacks to 1972 & on to the day after tomorrow in 2027, favorite stations, WLS & WCFL Chicago.

Saw a Led Zeppelin and that was the best of all the days before & after, still haven't crashed, I'm blown

Rocks rolled down the foothills and made me hard as the liquor I gleaned out of the Mash, no i-phone

Had to find a payphone, Mother Bell helped us talk from far away, all across the planetary dead air lies

From the Alpha to the Omega place in Space, above or below the mud, blood & beer, Truth's surprise.

Before and after we all get conceived and deceived, it'll never be the way it was before, a Void emptied

Of light and grace form the divine being of a ghost, one or thirteen, they'll be here-there, gods all bleed

Stupid idiots and morons without language signals, to warn and beware of the dogs of war, once bitten

Scars and tattoos cover it all up so well, nobody can see the thing itself, what you are is what I am, a sin.

Mortal one watchin' the revolution of the wobble and orbit of the star called my sun, handcuff I've worn

Between Volkswagens and Cadillacs moved my bones and all of our gangs' forms' shapes, graph porn

Deadheads still alive, hangin' on for the days that are gone forever, wasted time in the ragtop of my papa

My longhair or bald head divulged the philosophy of existence, a lucky guy my dad, thank you mama!

Jump out of the flyin' craft, missed the ocean's raft, swam upon the salted H2O, I ran out, couldn't sing

Sunk down below the surface to feed the whales & snakes, all there ever was, not a damn one, nothing

Beer and Spirits keepin' the combination locks secret from 14 to 94, then we released all of the hounds

Picked the blackberries in the foothills, walked barefoot on the asphalt from Cool to Pilot's Hill ground.

Be kind to every soul, they've arrived on Earth to assist the cosmic asphalt, God & Man just a ritual job

What's a UFO, it's unidentified because the zones open & close without a trace, I earned it, hence I rob

Wisdom and knowledge inside the infant-baby that results, form a climax of wicked & wise ring a bell

Proof of Life, proof of Death, gateway form volcano entrance to the bottomless pit on the way to a Hell.

by

r j j  stephan, i

c.  Dimanche, ROCKTOBER 4th, MMXXVI Anno Domini @ 1111 AMPST

{ Crafted in utero 76 years ago not in Yo Mama!  While listenin' to THE @TowerOfPower LIVE, #OaklandStroke https://youtu.be/CVbeMyQaH1Q?si=jFlL9TKbUrglSPSN }

A  MILLIONAIRE, ' I GOT A WOMAN WITH EYES THAT SHINE, 

DOWN  DEEP AS A DIAMOND MINE  ' 

Whiskey, Beer & Wine For My Boys & My Horses - not @Aristotle by @TobyKeith

ARISTOTLE

SCHISM'S CAT, THE SYLLOGISM

 Malfunction in the maelstrom of swirling atoms atop eves

Of the all too human freaks hatchin' out of eggs, we believe

In the blindness of the eyes that see within and without us all

Pretend the rock-scratched cave walls hold memories of a fall.

From above and below this planet, there's Space & One "X"

Unknown to aliens and insects evolved on Earth, MAD MEN

Nothing with 208 bones that bipedal upright is perfect @Sex

Completed gestation and birth yields ignorant, innocent by 10.

Beg the questions, no answer is the final word, grim fairies too

Asleep at the wheel or in the cave's dark corner, an angel flew

Wingless forever until the final gasp of wind, too late for snacks

Snakes, worms, maggots, move all animation forward in kayaks.

Built by nobody, accidental collision of subatomic grace & charm

All credit due to the creatures of habit, bugs, all cows on the farm

You have no idea but you know it all, number lines' calculations

A trigonometric form of the geometry & algebra, immortal skins.

Heads get bombarded by the photons' electric charge, annihilate

Everything imagined, each atom's subatomic natural charm I ate

Nothing left, End after the implosion into Singularity's centerfold

Braced for an impact, lights go out, Timing's everything, I'm old.

You're young, whole life ahead of you, nothing at all behind a cat

Just the air breathed in and out, eating the matter turnin' to shat

All who knew you forgot about you, it's not personal, all naturale

Last suck of wind is all you get, souls innocent of the crime, pal!

Above this dirty plane, into the fog of unknown Void, charmed

Subatomic and random, its historical, hysterical animal farmed

Think, hence, five or six senses the harbinger of the narrow path

Tread by all toddlers, teens & other inseminators of the mothers.

Neither you nor I know anything for certain, uncertainty reigns

Innocent and ignorant alike all know it, deep down gone insanes

All of y'all, nobody gets out alive, imagine disintegrating all hair

From deep down in the maelstrom that disappears into thin air.

Deduce the induction, assume Truth of premises lead to a Truth

Impossible to presume, alright, everyone else's wisdom is a tooth

Mine alone is there's nothing for anybody after Life on Earth too

Talking corpse burned or buried, never says anything more, Foo.

Fighters for the air and grown roots, seed to plant, sustain brains

To be or not to be is not the question, it's the conundrum's pains

Fear and loathing of the pain & suffering, one lone heart beats it

Just like a drum-set, it needs big sticks, to bounce up-down slits.

Cymbal's crash into the unholy margins, boogie-woogie's to be

Moving the rhythm and rhyme into another dimensional creed

Innocent of the high crimes & misdemeanors, punished assault

Waves just the end of evaporating H2O, already gone, rock salt.

Testing, testing, 1, 2, 3 for the good of all of our lives, so I'm One

Seventh son or just the only leftover of a matrix's orb, special op 

Fuel to burn's exhausted, coasting to a happy ending, cosmic slop

If & only if you're a psycho, kill wisdom's roots & black hole sun.

A mirror image with no reflection means all there is, is the Void

I assume premises are true to yield a valid deduction, hemmoroid

Bleeding or in containment, mortal flows in solitary confinement

I know like you know, all know nothing except asphalt & cement.

55-14 at Lambeau Field, Packers killed the record of scoring all

Nobody cares, nobody is left after the mirage disappears in a fall

Remembered after you died, Nothing, Dead Air, Blackness' states

Not 50 or 1, dream in a dream for the woke, all too human fates.

Herd of bacteria and viral immanence congeal a confusion ball

Worms dig, you're not special, wealth or poverty, death's for all

If not six feet under the dirt, you're the food for an afterthought

In millennia on infinite repeat, awakened & blind, lies I bought.

Peer pressure, funk improvised into the classical rhythm's beats

Melody rhymes or it ends in total annihilation under the cleats

It's all forgotten, it's all recalled, it's all a bunch of bovine scat

If Truth is unknown, Nothing matters and what if it's all shat?

by

r j j  stephan, i

c. ROCKTOBER 2nd, MMXXVI Anno Domini 7:07 AMPST

{ Download ala mindfulness, out of a headless horseman's mind while jammin' to @TowerOfPower #YoureStillAYoungMan on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/rtE4V6YxKZ8?si=zSbX9os0PwOc6_cf }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.

#Zeitgeist Kicked In The Cabasa With No Warning Alive or not, I shall return! SANTANA & SKYNYRD & STAPLETON & WAR @KipMoore

NOW & THEN WHEN IT'S LATER THAN YOU'D THINK

Now and then you'd say if you can't recall or your dream has ended the game

Of men, mice, rats, roaches, fireflies & mosquitos that all get the trash name

On every occasion, from the origin to the finale, it all ends in a Singularity low

Deep within the Void, where I am & you'll someday be, watch a mind, you bow.

Pray or curse, you're the judge & the jury, you're guilty of the petty crime pill

Swallowed the hook, the line and the sinker with a gulp, caught in the crossfire

As above, so below, it was & is what this will always be, astronauts' roadkill

Not only because the creator loves the creation, but also, just for the fire's Hell.

Named and categorized as the substance, the full monty of the devil's food cake

I ate a piece, I gagged on the chocolate and vanilla, frosted sugar was really fake

Gold and silver mines are all that's left of the lead and slag of the holy mines' roll

A big bang's leftover mother of all bombs, a planetary monopoly of a holier soul.

Prisoners of war trippin' in and out of the portal, Time's & Space's ilk, mama milk

Hit you right where it hurts, I chose transformation & y'all chose neglect and silk

Performance on a world stage, conception to annhilation of self or all others frown

Who breathe the gas in & out of their groovy lungs, to huff, puff & blow it down.

Whether you've been alive & died or you've never been conceived or still born

In every single case there are no exceptions to the rules, kings & queens die too

Eating a mouse or dying like a rat, either way, the bait's in the trap, blow a horn

Vermin & human existence is a direct result of random recombinant DNA, blue.

Loving it or hating it, either way you'll fly higher than the stratosphere, the finale

Stage empties, the curtains fall & there's no encore, drop the 'mic' & y'all will see

SuperIntelligence, it ain't artificial, it's the way that's narrow & full of the dead air

Bloody or not, the End of artificial intelligence, artificial news, nobody will care.

Simulating the stimulation of the nervous system, the dead people are 208 bones

Each and every one of the boys and girls, rich or poor, mortals with the i-phones

Tough as nails that secure the wood & plastic we've gleaned off the dirty planet

We all know & will all discover, the memory of you & I are phantom's god-ette.

Punks and junkies resulted from the good, the bad & of course the ugly as a sin

To whom it may concern, scan your head and annhilate the growth of my kin

Folks who do nothing are related to the folks who do everything for The Wraith

Question everything to discover naked zeroes, the void keeps the unknown safe.

I have your gods locked up in the sanctuary, within the chalice of bloody wine

You & I as ignorant as Adam & Eve if there ever were such beings, so I'm told

Freedom and slavery merely the tones of existence while the planet spins fine

Wobbles and revolves, germs and invisible spirits in the whole shebang's fold.

Last yank of air into your lungs, can't be retained for a minute or ten seconds

They infuse the cadaver with the formaldyhyde & expect comments of the sons

Daughters' mothers get excited for the species' survival, it's the ticket to paradise

I have two, you have none, you want mine, I won't give up the ghost, Surprised!

by

r j j  stephan, i

c.  Mardi, 9-29-MMXXVI Anno Domini @ 711 AMPST

{ Crafted in effigy, the tumor has left the room, silencio!  In one ear & out of the other, The Game has begun & it will roll over while jammin' to the BEST of Lynyrd Skynrd on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/OnvyizaG6aE?si=TIyTaDWbjeNQcUwI }

F.I.N.I.S

W.W.A.R.D.?

#F-47 ARTISTIC LICENSE SUSPENDEED IN THIN AIR, FOREVER & TODAY! ROBERT ZIMMERMAN & THE TEMPTATIONS #SkunkworksMythology #ICantSeeItAtAll #F-47 FLIGHT 341 RHAPSODY IN BLUES

AS ABOVE, SO WHAT BELOW?

Don't blame me for the things I cannot control that happen to us all, go ahead

Blame me anyway for all of the effects of every cause under the sun, it's dead

Soul and spirit that did not survive the flatline of the EKG, it was over, all over

Nothing like a ghost floating into another dimension, to see happiness forever.

Being adult and avoiding the childhood fairy tales of our ancestry, just do it

If you have your senses & utilize logic & reason, conclusions will deduce I

One immortal one that you & only you are, can't be uncertain about a fit bit

A maneuver required it, it was the only option to succeed, a divine white lie.

Beer and wine, not to mention the spirits distilled by heated concoction high

Onto the gist of the whole shebang, where angels all fear to go, a God on nigh

Hits below and above your belts, knowing the feeling you've recalled yet again

Harm or first aid applied before y'all give up the ghost, it's academic mortal sin.

Fear of whatever Nothing is when it all comes down to Everything, in Time

Moment by infinite seconds measuring the forms and matter droppin' a dime

Upon our heads, within & without the skull, all in the bones, damaged tumors

Alive and well in the yin & yang present moving from future to past's doors.

Your words ring in my ears or maybe it's just the tinnitus or tell-tale heartbeat

You know, only you do and I know too, the Truth cannot keep you in a seat

Sat as long as allowed by the condition you've dropped into, hello & farewell

Golden Rule absorbed into the plethora, dream was a dream Eden's holy hell.

If and only if a conclusion is absolutely true, then the premises are true too

There are no alternatives to this undeniable truth about the nature of Reality

Why we're all breathing in the gas & exhaling the gas, for a short time, see

Or even if blinded by the light, your intellect unveils the Truth, it is Blues.

Afterlife is either somewhere or nowhere, only for the living on Earth's orb

No other planets of this Sun nor planets orbiting any star in the infinity blur

None of them have living, animate, aerobic & anaerobic mutations of Darwin

Life on Earth, as y'all know, as they say, that's a dream in a dream, a win-win.

Gone far away from the first place we all started from, ahead is behind a door

No lock, no latch to open it, shut tight to keep the hands off of the hot redwood

Yet, there it was and still is, a barrier keeping the chafe outside on the loop's rim

Fly away to grab a piece of a cosmic pizza, it's like a frisbee, returnin' to him.

Inner sanctum imploded then exploded, a holy and empty space between stars

Each of the ones compiled into the many with no gravitational collapse of cars

Instead of the far side there was the near-sighted way-too-far side, a boomerang

Of the mice & men who originated from bacteria & viruses, Singularity's fang.

Bygones won't be identical to get even with karma, you owe & can't payback

Rest in peace, rest assured you will not unless your slate is clean as hot crack

Monsters under beds or just in heads, reality is your own projection, a godson

It is done, crosstraffic uphill, lived & died in L.A., above & below my six gun.

Instilled through random recombinant RNA, here we are, thank God for biology

Helped the understanding of the weird & unexplainable behavior of evil humanity

Nothing personal, facts of life my father advised me, he's in heaven with Jesus' city

Afterlife itself, being a Top Secret place in Space to incarnate in a heavenly body.

Excuse my rhythm and rhyme, it's nothing personal, as I may have said, I reiterate

I began with blind faith, unbelievable schtick from all too human, a fake vertibrate

I'm sayin' what I mean; meanin' what I say, each Spaceman & Spacewoman knows

You're born conceived in a breed created from Nothingness, maybe protozoa holes.

In every case, if you read English & understand the Word being elucidated ala One

Then it's if and only if you have faith or 'jump' to an irrational, induced conclusion

Meaning you may be one of the only conscious entities on Earth who know Truth

As above it is, so below it is as well, mi amigo here in Space & now Time forsooth.

by

r j j  stephan, i

c.  9-4-MMXXVI Anno Domini  6:54 AMPST

{ Chopped off of the old block yesterday, finished this AM on 9/5 Samedhi, for the minions awaiting the WORD made FLESH to DWELL amongst US while jammin' to @LynyrdSkynyrd #GoldAndPlatinum album.  CHEERS~  }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?

NO howdy doody DUMMY, I AIN'T THE ONE!

SPECIFICALLY SPECIES DNA MUTATES TIME DIMENSIONS IN THE PLETHORA'S SINGULARITY; HEY MAN, YOU GOT ANY BREAD OR AMBROSIA? SAVE YOUR BOX TOPS & ROT YOUR TEETH OUT TOO!

FEELING THE THOUGHTS, THINKING IN-TOUCH

In the dire straits' still of the night, I spied the end of my world, all my own

I left your world behind me, yes all of y'all, blisters on your fingers & thumb

Now with the faggots without the jet airplanes, life as a ghost is a hot i-phone

In communicado but usually not runnin' commando for modesty sake, chum.

Hick of the month  proceeds to party right there in front of the kings & queens

Interjections highlight the propositional logic, deducing the truth from white lies

They know what they know and nobody else knows what that might be, X-scenes

Figures agreed upon drawing of a line or groups of lines without order, by & byes.

In the beginning of the first light making you cry like a baby does, can't handle it

Disappointment overwealms the soul, makes your whole world crumble to scat

Maybe if you didn't jump in with your heart & soul, you might not fall in a hole

Next time keep your eyes wide open & never lose your bloody mind to a hip pole.

Hearing yourself when you speak yields not only the rattle & hum but also, you

In the hole it echoes until the sound is incomprehensible, then it vanishes in blue

Songs written & sung, repeat ad infinitum, until memorized by heart, nonchalant

It's either some chocolate or vanilla fudge to be tasted & swallowed heaven sent.

Nothing you nor I can do, nobody can do anything at all about it, it's what It did

Never before or repeating the same thing over & over, ad infinitum, end finished

Travel north to south, east to west & vice versa, subjected to nouns & predicates

Until you're dead & gone, it's how it all goes, you've nothing to do with the fates.

You surrogate mother programmed our existence's essence, you always knew, I see

It took seven decades to recollect the nature of this beast within, orphan of Mother

Earth brought me into the world & Ma took me out of it, just a wee lad, oh my Gee

Matter and the energy mix put our feet at the start & the finish, on way or another.

Annointed by the holy guys and gals who attribute life to the unseen, invisible

In Truth and blind Faith, attributes assigned to a ghosted chimera, wanderer too

Gone from star to star, makin' things from Nothing & leaving for the coastal hell

Blink 182 times or not, you'll fall asleep before too long, God will ring your bell.

Death comes too soon, Life came unexpected but it was addictive as crank & coke

Ways and means to spend the breathing in and out, masticating & swallowing swill

Fruits of the vines & nuts of the trees pulled you into the eat no life's animal kill

Who eats liver & thinks that it's a clean organ when it filters what nobody can toke.

Right of the left-hand is the whole shebang in a bucket, full pail to kick the can

Fools in the control of every action that needs the puppet strings in eyes of a fan

Command all actions through sound of magic spells, boys & girls have no choice

Laughing and aloof, not aware it's their fate comin' for retribution for being boys.

Eve's girls were the empty vessels hangin' on strings & the corners of heavy traffic

Adam's boys were less than zero on the number scale, a fraction of negative oness

Traffic stopped for the choo-choo train, guard rails were down, red lights blinkin'

Known destiny, feelin' & thinkin' for unknown fates of the livin', dyin' & smilin'.

by

R J J  STEPHAN, I

c.  September 3rd 2026 Anno Domini (Happy Birthday Mama Salvatrese Maria Alfano-Stephan nee 1923)

{ God intervened & caused amnesia in all Life on Earth, left blind faith as a present for the ones who know that, "Timing isn't One thing, Timing is Everything!" }

I MET HER IN CHURCH

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?

ONTO THE BAD NEW DAZE, CRIME NEVER PAYS RIP DOLLY PARTON ONTO CIELO MiDolly #DownSouthJukin #GoldAndPlatinum @LynyrdSkynyrd

DON'T KICK THE BABY, KEEP IT IN MIND!

It's all about the baby, man!  First rule is to Never, ever kick the baby

Nobody allows a baby to be kicked, even if it's a stranger with a lady

There is nothing more upsetting than recalling your own face whacks

When the adults in the room believed they'd teach me a lesson, facts.

Pretending that knowledge is wisdom, mere deception inherited by Eve

Adam too would never see the Truth comin', Adam & Eve went to town

No looking back since they knew they were sentenced to mortality's own

Stepmothers & stepfathers stepped in when an intercourse yielded a peeve.

Courage and fear prove nothing once you resemble a corpus dillecti form

As the bitter ending of each of our animated existences, it's bait, a worm

It enters any hole big enough to allow it's force, then infiltrates it all too

Before you know it, you find the Truth was told, all y'all be singin' blue.

From the 1st moment we realize as a child,  miscreant adults are two-faced 

No matter in any form remains for long, facts of life steal all of our grace

Like it or not, baptize the whole world & the species will still opt extinct

Bright mind burnt out of the DNA back in 2030 A.D. future shock in synch.

Give me no regard once the world blows it's planetary flight, it'll be all over

Nobody knows it but they will come to know it once they see it, a hot lover

It's a requirement for the species' survival, zombies can't reproduce the IQs

Lucky to have had a chance to give my power back to a Sonny's hot squeeze.

Hold 'em in Texas or just let the spades, clubs & hearts fly off with diamonds

Fire burns until all fuel runs out, that's the magic & you know when it's gone kids

A larger than life hole in the middle of your soul, call it broken, holy heated show

Brought a knife to a gunfight again, but I still won, once again, I used a low blow.

Beer and Black Jack whiskey replaced the rye, gin & vodka, no mistake, I left

Not physically but in my mind, detached from my historical recorded memory

I knew that life, existence from conception to death meant less than funny jokes

I need some desire, I desire what I need but I'm nearly already gone, it's all folks.

Follow the angels up, up and away even if you don't want to, you have to, me too

It's finished just like it was before you knew the difference between good & evil

Joy gets us over graceless disappointments, the End is a falling star over the hill

Hope you get the whole picture soon, now would be perfect, a shaded royal blue.

Performance of your engine is critical to nothing more than the last gasp of gas, so

Do what ever you do as well as you can & have nothing left in the tank I can't tow

If you don't use it all, you'll lose it all, it's the fact of life nobody denies, just blow

Lips together & bring the air from your lungs up & pump it through a teeny hole.

Brooms and mops left to clean up the mess of leftover parties, it's a hit supernova

Imploding into the Singularity before or after midnight, I slip into the hit plethora

Spheres and cubes of six sides bring the DNA & RNA into the gold rush of coloma

Peering the impossible both within & without you, Nothing is the star of the show.

Living in the spinning top that doesn't give up the ghost, keeps the spark in tight

You find what I've found if you duplicare the rotation, all ghosts will take flight

Design the rules, there's a beginning & end to the game, fair game even for cheats

Knowing every fact known and everything unknown creates God's divine meats.

by

r j j  stephan, i

c.  Lundi, August XXVth MMXXVI Anno Domini @ 1533 hours

{ I was still tucked in THE Womb on this day in 1951 A.D., in 2 days I'd be born, a nativity I don't recall, a royal flush IMHO, my mama does!  TY MAMA! }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?

R.I.P.  DOLLY PARTON XOXO