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VENGEANCE YOU CAN'T ESCAPE,

OH HUNGRY BIRD

Buried underground to hide out of sight from the villains and scoundrels who roam above

Getting into the piles of fecal matter exhaust from the animated bags of sperm & hen egg

That’s Life as we know it, without the garbage and trash, we have no proof of the good life

Am I right or wrong about the whole shebang, regardless of prehistoric or post-Holocaust?

Production from stone & mud evolving into what’s been seen & all that’s been heard in moans

Knowledge and understanding keep the wisdom in power, to survive the predators of S#yte

Not only are there the good, the bad, and the ugly, but also, there’s no life after death of bones

Bleeding blood, sweating bullets until the rounds have all been fired, put us all in the crypt.

How many days and nights each of us is fortunate enough to be gifted, that’s the question

To be or not to be makes no difference after the last breath; it is what it is & what it will be

Language nobody understands while it’s being spoken, but once it’s scratched on a stone wall

Be one or many in Time & Space, about the free choices without alternatives, nothing’s free.

No exception to this rule, outside Earth’s orbit, Nothing matters there either, I'm all imaginary

As if there’s knowledge that the Earth revolves & orbits around a fireball, a million miles away

Dead & gone, even a memory of any of us won’t be recalled unless in recorded encyclo-history

Living burrowing, crawling, walking, running, swimming, flying, what it took, back in the day.

Graduated three or four times to engulf myself, hot wisdom of survival, here & now just for fun

There’s no evidence that this is a proving ground for divinity out of our world; hence, it is done

On another front, on the other hand, the Life we live may be a dream of a dreamer who’s asleep

In a long cat-nap, no way to wake up without being dropped in a cold shower, without a peep.

Suddenly, being wide awake is better than being knocked out in a stupor; I will survive it all

Whether or not anyone survives is not my concern; all too human has a path to follow, a call

Lies will be told like it or not, to discern the Truth is a honed strategy, original sinner’s bitchin’

Extra! Extra! Read all about it! Superman ain’t as super as supposed, he’s just all too human.

Now is the time, all good men and good women observe the movie in progress, we’re all faces

Without us, Life has no meaning to the powers we can’t see, assume extinction, that’s all folks

Higher than the center of Earth & lower than the apex of the cosmic soup, stones & rock places

Gods once, gods twice, and the third time’s a charm, watch my lips move, the high on the tokes.

Counting backwards from a hundred is all you need to remember, go start now, down to zero

What you’ll remember once it all goes down is absolute confusion & lack of respect for a hero

Kill the good guys & the bad guys until every guy is extinct, it’s a Darwinian faux pas of a bitch

All we know for certain is that we get cold and hungry & we’re all gonna die before our time.

Dead as a door-nail comes to all of us, the ones left alive and kicking are maggots in the guts

No more recalled memories of the good and bad times are allowed when the oxygen outputs

Alive when you were dead & dead when you were alive, the confusion clears with rigor mortis

Karma & an overlord are the mythology fed to the innocent, blind faith for useful idiots’ bliss.

Honey dripping from every hole in the comb like a rhapsody in blue for the hungry many & few

No way to feel feelings without a body, this is what you’ve got now, you won’t have it forever, so

Bring the best you have to the fight, use your mind and body to defeat the eaters of God’s shyte

Cooking with gas heat, the meal is prepared & I’ve consumed it, so now I’m edified in spite.

Your eminence bows to the powers that be, in humble reverence for the power of the gold bar

Without donations from devoted followers, the heads of the bodies would starve to death afar

Dream comes from nowhere & returns to stardust without recall, why I dream I’m in the movie

I’ll retire, I’ll be in reruns, I’ll be rewarded for a plethora of light & dark words, FUBAR, I see.

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r j j stephan, I

c. Dimanche, 4-19-2026 Anno Domini @ 1446 PMPST

{ Inspired while jammin’ to @Boston #HITS on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/jw0YNvlFOrI?si=NA-udbvqP897Zpxi }

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W.W.A.R.D.?

Cornucopiac in #TheGhetto @DonnyHathaway #WaitinOnASunnyDay @Springsteen @Church @BigSmo #GoodOleDays

SUNNY DAY ON THE DARK SIDE’S BIGFOOT PRINTS 

In the name of an absentee father and the son of a motherless daughter, full of hand jive

Knowledge and wisdom escaped anyone who remained illiterate, not reading the beehive

All you had was what they gave you and you gleaned the cream of the crop, always with you

If not you then who would I depend on to help me if I got stuck in a temporary fix, no clue.

It doesn’t matter if you knew yo’ mother & father or any connection to the world’s hung fire

An easy way to cut to the chase involves laying the Truth out on the line for a full discovery

Stick it in your ear, my foot, you say, a manner of displaying civilized disgruntlement to Life

Every day from dawn to dusk, breathe in and out until you don’t get another huff, not a one.

Fine to be dead if you knew it was part of the deal, but you forgot, & it’s OK to be DOA caput

Watch with ears, see with myopia & conclude all arguments with an illogical non-sequitur

What else can a fella do? No more nor less than a female human, I cast not one aspersion

Yet, I’m as ignorant as the day I was born without an ego, just a hunger for logic and reason.

Original sin sounds elegant, an infraction of the universal law of obedience to a lawful order

Hitting the road, I don’t comprehend the value of the procession into the unknown disorder

Kicking yourself as you approach your home, you know it won’t be as easy as it looks, phuq

I say that because that’s the harshest I can be in this mode of expression, don’t even duck.

Plasma blackout fills the Void with a series of flashing lights and a bounce atop of the ocean

Formed into a shape that accommodates a spark that animates skin & bone in a poetic notion

Harps and harmonicas run the melody of the northern lights, solar cycle XXV cooks metal too

Trying to introduce an intruder into the Void may not be a genius decision, just funding a Sin.

Trying to climb the tower of Babel again & again, you bet you’ll get nowhere fast, a solar flare

Nobody is allowed to abort the mission; a decision to abort has no function, nor is it an option

Neither of us makes any difference in the long run of the order of Nothing or anything at all

On a wing and a prayer, some group decided to take a chance with the wins and losses of Ball.

We all have our own game, guardians bestowed upon fake innocence, stepped up to the plate

Lettin’ the liquid bleed out of our holy orifices between our legs & in our cerebral cortex pate

Listen to me once more & I’ll never forget you’ve entertained the minions as if you were one

Test the state of inventions converged into a unit of protective precision, good to go, my son.

Fly high, stay cooler than the bottom of the sea & annihilate the heated radiation anomalies

Listen and watch for the beginning of the Star Trek and the Star Wars, it will be quite a while

Ballistic re-entry of the UFOs, they FAAFO in my opinion, now it’s a limited failure mode tease

Fly high, come back in one piece, tell us tales of being dead/not dead, we'll be better, at ease!

Hardball played, softball ruined my eye on the golf and tennis ball, she’s got the bags in tow

Imagine, as you can, you’re in a predicament with one way out & you force the threat to go

Wake up in bed, you’re as woke as you were when you fell asleep, a dream in a dream dive

Function of the calculus & trigonometry of the Space & Time continuum is special, relative.

This is a test, the unknown unknown problem is an absolute clusterphuq for the minions too

Nobody will get out alive, the Milky Way doesn’t care because it has no conscience, fight foo

Blind, deaf & unable to articulate sounds never heard, two lips read to mean random ideation

Dogs won’t guide the wisdom to miss obstacles to atomic fission and fusion, originally a sin.

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r j j stephan, i

c. Mardi, 4-7-2026, @ArtemisIICrew T minus 60”

{Drafted while listenin’ to @AremisII LIVE on PBS link @ https://www.youtube.com/live/tueDYAsx7cU?si=v4NZligPPWcaJUIx & during blackouts jammin’ to @DarylsHouse & @TheOJays on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/QYKyglyjtTw?si=FJJ1c8-U1LioLf5t}

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I BLUE UP THE HOUSE JONNY LANGE WHERE'S THE ANGEL OF MERCY? FLIPPIN' THE SCRIPT @TheEaglesBand @TheHotelCalifornia #PINKhits

EVE WASN’T FIRING ON ALL 3 CYLINDERS

TIME IS WISDOM; A WISE ASS BEGAN THE FALL

Nobody knows what the true story is, there are a myriad of nearly deranged theories, too

Peak performance requires the dish to run away with spoon, there was only a silver spoon

She ran away with it, she was the dish but needed the spoon to access the sustenance lock

Really good, really bad and really ugly are the only three likely scenarios, all require a cock.

To procreate the species, there had to be some dirty dog or at least artificial insemination

No other possibility other than extraterrestrial intervention in creation & evolution of Man

All too human, too error is human, perfection is divine, which is the nature of the holy Beast

As it is above this planet, so that’s the way it is on this surface; it spins, we all live and die.

Enough rhythm and rhyme to fill in the abstract emptiness inside of the brain’s hemispheres

Think about the tuneage and the attraction it has for the weary who hear nothing all day here

War and peace lock jaws and a winner takes all, not knowing what to do with it, stroke fears

Delicate situation, recollection of the forgotten tidbit we all need to recall, just drink six beers.

On angelic production value of unary bifurcation, I’ve got nothing at all. Nothing’s doing it all

No room for a Space, it’s all the Absolute, the One thing making it all, creating a cosmic doom

Some extinction mongers killed all the buffalo at the Medicine River, all the killers dead & gone

Europe, Asia, India, Africa, and South America, people ain’t just people, leave the bones alone.

I say this once now & once before I take my last huff of breath from the Mother of all Bombs

I carry the ordinance for protection, it seems strangers want to go to prison for murder bumps

Daughters make this world, mothers-to-be inseminated by nonsense, fathers and all only sons

Time now in Space to unload the refuse, discharge the FOMO with inevitable FUBAR, hold on.

Continue running the red lights, walk it off when you run out of fuel, rubber meets the road

Before you know it, you & I will lie down for the last time, won’t get up anymore with a load

Dumped the refuse, recycled into the vast tundra of rocks, stones, mud, rivers runnin’ to Sea

One foot in front of the other, don’t it tick you off that some people shortchanged all of Me?

Hope and Faith that Charity has not become extinct before the species’ forms, 208 bones die

Maybe not today, yesterday but tomorrow, you may discover the divine opine, maybe there Is

Sit in utter silence as long as it takes to stop the heartbeat, listen to the sad purple blue sea

Perfect love, I had it, didn’t keep it, she took it all with her on the road, never came back to me.

Astronauts know, humans Earthbound have no idea, they can’t fathom Nothing but the Truth

Parents long gone, orphans we all wind up being if we’re lucky, ask the babies in utero aborted

Dollars make no sense, all imbeciles know no more than the 1st man & Eve, why the long faces?

Only if your mother & father know the Truth, will they spread the Truth, in four corner places.

You're in a deep groove yet, it’s getting hotter than it’s ever been, winter, fall, spring or summer

You’ve written it all down as if that stops the future from destroying it in a conflagration’s Myrrh

Seeds with the code, who wrote the code accidentally or on purpose, aliens of our soul’s hellfire

On the borders of states, imaginary beings appear & disappear just like the food you consume.

Thoughts come without knowing what they mean in the long run, it’s all for future referencing

You want and need the information you’ll never get, yet it’s still the Thing Itself, God is not dead

There’s no corpse left over to prove the Truth, mother and father of us all, Space above singing

Tuneage with the lyrics & rhapsody in black and blue, played axes & 88’s & rhythm of the Moog.

German descent qualifies to be abducted by the UFO’s which visit looking for you & I, Zieg Heil

Is this all important or not, just forget about it because you can’t explain it, nothing makes sense

At first, there’s a world without you and then there’s this world with you and I, blood runs a bit

If there’s something that really matters to you, go ahead & dive in head first, don’t belly flop it!

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r j j stephan, i

c. Lundi, 3-23-2026 Anno Domini @ 444 AMPST

{ Crafted while jammin’ to @JonnyLang #OnThatGreatDay LIVE concert on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/E6KLBxJzrmU?si=4Sc-aO8AODLkRJa- }

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#DoDaDuggyInKentucky @BoysRoundHere #TeethForTeeth #EyesForEyes @StevieRayVaughan #StrandedCaughtInTheCrossfire #GimmeSomeCoolSweetWater #H2O @EddieMoney @KennyWayneShephard @JonnyLang @BishopFultonSheen #rollin with the #ZZTop @LynyrdSkynyrd y @Santana #IAmWinning

RIFFS bubble above a molecular constant,💚

NOTHING’S ESPECIALE, flip the script, tossin' in my sleep

Spies can’t recall the stolen valor they never had, tattle tales couldn’t stop getting spanked

By jailers who were taught by nuns & high priests who profess, sin ain’t a crime to the dead

Watch and listen, you have the eyes and ears for that, but if you don’t grasp it, you’re phuqt

Heartless soul animated form, conception to death, no reason, no rhyme, disappear defecate.

It ain’t my fault, get the origin sourced out, immortality to absolve the guilt’s responsibility

Innocent crying embryonic stardust with nowhere to go but up and down and around the sea

Bring me back a doggie bag, I know you won’t be able to consume the anchovy mystic pizza

Breezeway without wind ain’t a breezeway, it’s a hole in a matrix with no identity, Mardi gras.

Whisper in the hold in your head, there’s seven of them I think, mouth, nostrils, ear & eye, ho

As if there were any needs or wants in the body that can’t be procured by the seek & destroy

Eat if you get hungry, but if you wait long enough, you’ll starve while you bloom that rose bud

Spinnin’ macrame, I can never find any because it’s all in the past, all archangels do fear to go.

Beats like a metronome to & fro in the finite form, wound up with full force to push it in a bed

Who the phuqum freezes the work of art created in the empty vacuum of star flames, infrared

Bottoms up, way up on top above the crunch of your mamas & papas, orphan began this saga

One & only one, minus one equals a solo zero, all you need to absolve a guilty conscience, Ra!

Mama, oh mama, you’re either up in Cielo or givin’ daddio, my pop, business as usual, babe

You see me, you see yourself, shadow silent with nothing to say anyway, it’s academic fate

Dealt the winning hand, I’m always winning, and I have no inkling on the nature of a loser

Losers never win, they don’t care, they don’t know what they’re missing, painted it darker.

Unloaded pistol with .44 rounds, need to crucify your God, unload the capacity on the crown

Feel all good, evil, and the uglier than a puzzle in pieces, divided to obfuscate battles all blown

Find or lose what you’ve got in your body’s pockets, naked ape, you and seven bodily orifices

Strokin’ thrones that won’t accept the blame for a constant beating drum of invisible fences.

War needs to fill the vacuum full of bombs and death by being blown to tidbits of DNA fodder

To the gods, to the God, to the Absolute Zero, I salute the permanent markers, now disappear

Silence into song, enjoy the passing thing itself, it’s a form of empty brothers & just One sister

You don’t know, you won’t guess, forgot to tell you the facts of life about rules of the roadster.

Driven counter-clockwise in an oval for the rest of Earth’s revolution and wobble, it won’t last

Almost ready for you to find the Truth that’s always been obvious, you couldn’t believe it fast

Too slow and you’ve inherited the scat nobody else could fathom, shake your head, to and fro

No is not affirmation, it's a denial; a positive needs negativity, or so I’m told, my sister & bro.

Fear nothing but a word, fear itself’s illusion is that it’s scary being alone, au naturelle beast

Afraid that a virus or animal will stalk & destroy it all, be edified by high, stoned crossbones

Nothing lasts forever; facts of life are the mysteries told by the fathers to the sons at a feast

Paramilitary parameters, the fort is fortified, word is mum, riff’s over when it’s over, Homes!

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r j j stephan, i

c. Samedhi, 3-21-2026 Anno Domini @ 10:00 AMPST

{ Chopped this cherry tree down while jammin’ to @ZZTop LIVE FRONT ROW 4K, 2024 LINK @ https://youtu.be/ScDssAYL4_s?si=hlE5iX0yCAqYL0NL }

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THAT’S THE KING

@StevieRayVaughn #STFU CHESS QUEENS PUT KINGS IN CHECKMATE WITH A SINGLE PAWN, DON'T TEST ME! #ShesGotMeUnderPressure @ZZTOP

AS ABOVE, SO WAY DOWN BELOW YO’ MAMAZ

Turned it on, turned it off, an infinite number of combinations, what’s the big deal, game on
Creepy & weird as nobody can imagine, come back after you check it all out, it’s rippin’, son
Pepper & salt can’t help the soufflé because it’s an invisible dish, outta this world pizza pie
There’s never more than a piece for a leftover; eat it before it’s cold, everybody else is high.

Living largely on the right when the left ain’t lookin’ because the dogs are deaf & dumb, high
For the course, never mind the exercise, we ain’t gonna quit until the other side comes over
To sir with love & madam with a victim complex, ride the I0 freeway with the machines to fly
From coast to coast, highway Interstate 80 in a pink Cadillac, fully equipped, drop the Top.

Bolt your boots down on the ground, the scats getting ready to fly, outrageous yet above it
Or below it because it doesn’t matter when all there is for a future is a big, black hole of 0
Hum along like a bird, outer or inner space is one and the same, without you, it’s all dead
With you, the dream resumes its ephemeral state of being at One, it’s all about the chase.

You laughing at me means you get me, down to the bone, I am the nemesis of ignorance
I have this wordless wisdom shared with spirits no longer here with us, some are comin’
Events cause other events ‘til the Earth stops revolving around me, I’m way over my limit
Shutting down the place below Earth, the good, bad & ugly call it Hell, it’s just Space chit.

Nothing out there just like inside of your own head, air in between brain cells, hot air heads
Not your fault, it’s out of your hands, prayers ain’t being heard by anyone, a nobody’s needs
Pinecones crushed into cosmic dust with the rest of the organic and inorganic anti-matter
You think, therefore you are, at least it appears at first glance, the rabbit is the mad hatter.

Grace Slick knew about a white rabbit, Cream knew about the white room, cum laude sum
Conception in the egg, in the womb-nest, a crap shoot, you had no free choice to come see
Now it’s your obligation to accept responsibility for causes that you did not create, so fairly
Your choice to exit, stage right at will, nobody survives beyond the due date, that’s It, R.I.P.!

Freaks are the offshoots of perfection; the computer hard drive is becoming a hot potato
To turn off the mind of the cyberspace connection is a good thing, no choice, we gotta go
Everybody now, let’s say it all together, “This is the master’s piece,” when it’s not the One
It’s comin’ sooner or later, only @Grok knows the chit, I know nothing, I’m good, it’s done!

 

 by 
r j j stephan, i

c.  Vendredi, III-XX-MMXXVI Anno Domini @1500 hours PST

{ Copped out of society for a moment to get through the @TwilightZone within my 208 bones, while jammin’ to @LynyrdSynyrd #GoldUndPlatinum on YouTube link @ https://www.youtube.com/live/cWIEbGxV8lo?si=u8YGUvJqhR4DieN3 }

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